Harry Potter and the Colours of Magic

Hello everyone. Here is the first chapter of my first story and the prequel to Hogwarts Besieged. Here we find who they are, and a lot more about their lives.

I wanted to write a chapter for each year and then continue with the story but my new job makes things a bit harder. Each year will be divided in 2-3 relatively short chapters focusing in the characters development more than in the events that we have read many times before. Then we can start moving on to the main story.

This will be a H/Hr/L story. I hope that you like it and if you have positive things or negative things or anything you want to say leave a review.

Lastly, English is not my main language and I don't have a beta so if you find any mistakes let me know. I´ll do my best to correct them and improve.

Meeting your match

Inside very small office two men were sitting facing each other across a modest wooden desk. The office had several bookcases, most of them filled with books, adorning the walls. A loveseat occupied the wall at the left side of the desk. Behind it a small screen was broadcasting the live images the tiny camera attached to it was recording.

The man sitting behind the desk, a sandy haired man that looked to be about 40 years old, wore a simple coffee brown shirt with a pair of khakis and he looked to be comfortable. On the other hand, the man sitting in front of the desk marked a stark contrast. Black untamed hair that got very close to his shoulders, framed the young man's face; several small slashes marred his left cheek, fresh and still starting to heal. A pair of round rimmed eyeglasses hid the young man´s bright green eyes that looked blankly ahead. Finally a white straight jacket, which confined all of his movements, and a pair of blue slacks, completed the strange picture.

"This is the first interview of detainee number 0024613, found loitering inside the premises the 13th of July of 1998" The man behind the desk moved the camera around until it focused on the restrained man.

"Could you please state your full name for the recording." He asked looking towards the green eyed man.

Seemingly lost, the man took a couple of seconds until he finally answered "Harry James Potter"

"Hello mister Potter. My name is Jack Brown and I´m the one in charge of screening the new arrivals. You were found inside the premises and a team had to capture you and sedate you. Care to tell us your story? How you got inside one of the most protected places in the whole world without triggering the outer alarms?"

"It is a long and boring story." Harry answered the life slowly returning to his green eyes.

"Don't worry mister Potter, we have all the time in the world." Waving his hand to prompt him he continued "Why don't you start at the beginning?"

"Then we can continue with the middle and finish with the end." Harry said getting only a mild frown from his interlocutor. "You see it all started 7 years ago in a place called Hogwarts. But, why don't we go a little back; to my childhood."

Receiving a nod of confirmation from Jack, Harry shifted slightly to get more comfortable and continued "I cannot say that I had the worst of childhoods, but no one would say I lived in paradise. You see my parents died when I was very young and I was placed in care of my only relatives; Petunia and Vernon Dursley."

"I´m sorry for your loss." Jack said trying to empathize with the teenager.

Harry tried to wave his hand to dismiss the condolences, but then he remembered that he was bound finally he settled for a small shrug "Doesn't matter now, it´s in the past, I barely got to know them"

"Anyways, my relatives… let's just say weren't of the nicer kind. No beatings or anything like that." he added very quickly as he watched the man´s blue eyes darken "Juts not the loving kind we can say. From a young age I had to take care of myself, I was always the undesired kid that they had to put up with. This was especially hard since my cousin was practically treated as a deity by my aunt and uncle. Spoilt rotten with gifts and expensive stuff but most importantly cherished by both of them." Shaking his head to clear his thoughts he continued "Still that made me who I´m now and that I wouldn't change for the world."

"All through my childhood I was a very lonely kid. The other kids reviled me, partly because of my cousin´s threats, and partly because I was always extremely closed… you could say shy." At this word a small smile graced Harry´s lips "The teachers on the other hand never like the lazy student that never delivered homework. That is not to say I was a lazy student. No, I was never lazy, but to me knowledge goes way past that silly homework. Books became the only thing I enjoyed, but not because I loved reading, but because all the new exciting things they had. I was always a hands on kid you could say, always trying to find how things worked by twisting them, turning them and even… breaking them. Chemistry was my favourite, and I also enjoyed a little bit of physics, how things worked. History was not my favourite but I liked to read some fantasy once in a while." he added with a bright grin.

"All of this, made me what you would say an outcast, the one that no one wanted to be seen with. But this all changed when I met them" Harry said with a fond smile.

"Them?" the interviewer asked with a puzzled look.

"The two most brilliant girls I could ever meet. The most important people in my life" Harry said as if it were obvious. "The first one I met on a railway station, Hermione." Harry said with a voice full of love. "Hermione Jane Granger; charming, zealous, brilliant Hermione." He added after a few seconds with a marked grin.

"Was it a chance meeting how did this happen?" Jack asked while he kept taking notes on his pad.

"Oh no, you see we were going to the same school. Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry"

"Wait witchcraft and wizardry?" asked a puzzled Jack.

Eyes shining brightly Harry answered "Yes, you see, I am what we call a wizard"

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Sitting between platforms 9 and 10 in King's Cross Station, an eleven year old kid with messy black hair was flipping a wooden stick in his hands. Two twirls of the stick in his hand were followed by a big leap of the wand into the air where it would be caught once again by the nimble hands.

The boy, Harry James Potter, had been waiting for close to one hour in the station trying to find a way to get into platform 9 and ¾. He had walked in every direction and tried to touch everything with his hands to no avail. He couldn´t find a way to get into the platform. He had even started touching the tiles and the columns with his wand, trying to imitate his first visit to Diagon Alley but nothing had happened. He was starting to get desperate and anxious, something that for a boy like him might spell disaster.

The sound of steps coming from his right caught his attention and he expertly hid his wand making it disappear inside his clothes. Turning to his left he could see a family approaching. In the middle in front of her parents a short brunet girl was walking with a book clutched tightly in her arms. She had bushy brown hair that reached past her shoulders with many lose strands flowing in the air. Her wild mane of hair framed her slightly angular face with a pixy like nose. Finally Harry looked into her eyes and what he saw surprised him. Golden brown orbs full of intelligence were directly locked on him.

Harry saw her approach him with the book still clutched into her hands. Finally she was standing right in front of him. "Was that a wand? Are you going to Hogwarts too? This is my first year there. You have to be careful; playing with your wand outside can get you into trouble. How did you managed to hide it so fast, I'm Hermione Granger, nice to meet you." She said all of this so fast that Harry could barely keep track of everything even paying attention, finally she offered her hand to him.

Taking the offered hand Harry shook his head a little bit to gather his thoughts. "Hello, I'm Harry Potter and yes I´m going to Hogwarts too, this is my first year." Letting go of her hand Harry reached inside his shirt to take out his wand.

Grinning Harry showed her his 11 inches holly wand. "Ehm, yes this is my wand and well I´ve been playing with it all summer to get a better feel, it´s weird. Anyways if anyone saw they would just think I´m a little kid playing with a stick."

Very excited and happy Hermione smiled at him "Really, I`ve been practicing my magic too, I have read all of my books at least twice, and Hogwart's: A History even more. It´s all very interesting and since I´m the first witch in my family I want to learn all there is to it about magic. By the way did you just say Harry Potter? Did you know that you appear in many books? You are in the rise and fall of the dark arts, and many other books about history."

"Yes, I read that I´m famous for getting rid of the last dark lord, but that is all rubbish" the last thing he said it more forcefully than intended. Looking at the girls dejected face he ran his hand trough his head before he finally said. "I´m sorry, I didn't mean to snap at you. It's just that I don't like that they have invented a whole story. Nobody was there and no one has talked to me, I never knew I was a wizard until I got my letter from Hogwarts."

"I´m sorry Harry, I didn't know but all those books, I thought that… and why they said that… and your parents… I´m so sorry Harry." Said a very distressed Hermione.

"It is ok Hermione, you didn't know, I'm not that Boy-who-lived rubbish, just a Harry that would like a friend." He said hopefully. The only answer he got was a very enthusiastic nod from the bushy haired witch.

While the two kids were talking they were approached by Hermione´s parents. Her mother, a very pretty woman in her mid thirties with wavy blond hair, was the first one to reach them and she introduced herself as Jane Granger, she was followed closely by Hermione´s father, Richard Granger, a tall broad man with straight brown hair in his mid thirties.

"Honey, I think it's time you get on the train, you don't want to be late. Why don't you and your friend look for the platform; what was the number?" Jane told her very excited daughter.

"I´m sorry ma'am but I don't know how to get into the platform, I've been looking for it for the past hour and I can't find it." Said a very disappointed Harry.

Pulling his shirt Hermione directed him towards to column between platforms 9 and 10 "Here Harry, Professor McGonagall told me that we had to run towards this column and we would find the platform."

"That is very weird." a frowning Harry said. "I passed my hand and tried to find anything but it felt solid, I think that I´ll go first and if I don't crash and burn you can follow me alright?"

Receiving a nod from Hermione, Harry gave her a small smile and rushed with all his might pushing his trunk in front of him. When he was about to get to the column he closed his eyes bracing himself for an impact that never came. When he finally opened his eyes he was greeted by the impressive sight of platform 9 3/4, where a scarlet steam train with the words Hogwart's Express engraved in gold was waiting to take him to this new adventure.

Turning around he saw Hermione say goodbye to his parents and follow him towards the train. With both hands he grabbed his trunk and put it inside the carriage then he grabbed Hermione's trunk and helped her get it inside the train. Finally he let his other companion, Hedwig, out of her cage to fly alongside the train. Taking Hermione´s hand they both jumped inside and went looking for a compartment.

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"That was the first time I saw her." said the young man "We quickly found a compartment and spend the whole train ride talking about many things, what we liked and disliked, school, and other things. Strangely enough none of us talked about friends or anything like that, we would both find out why a few months down the road"

"Very interesting." said the man in front of him while he continued to write inside his notebook. "And where is this girl Hermione now."

"I told you it was a very long story didn't I?" giving him a smirk Harry continued "You will have to wait to find out. I don't like spoilers"

Thanks for Reading.