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R-Tarandus: This isn't going to be a time-travel story. Well...it is. But they don't time-travel in the story. But it's set in the past. It's that very cliché plot that we've all read before, but regardless I hope you enjoy my rendition. And I hope you enjoy reading it...or whatever. Title is to be debated. My first story, please review.

PROLOGUE

In the scorching Summer of 1930 a waif was burdened onto the world. His father, a softhearted farm boy. His mother, the would-be heir of the Potter clan. Raised with all the pride and comforts of a pureblood household, what a shock it must have been when she heard her brother (14 years her junior) was to take the place as head. And what more, she was to be married in the Spring to the Nott's sniveling heir! In a fit of rebellious outrage, she took to the neighboring countryside.

In a mere week she had found the perfect weapon against her father, a gullible, besotted man. Filth, by all standards, but with his emerald eyes she found herself stomaching his courting. Goaded on by her father's silent fuming, this affair carried out for several months, and in time she found herself filled with child. Birthed in secret and discarded to a distant muggle orphanage, the child was soon forgotten. And the child's father, heartbroken at the rejection of his long time lover, died a broken man.