Disclaimer: Harry Potter and Death Note aren't mine.

Pairing: HP/L

London is a big city.

On cities of such size, many small details pass by unnoticed by most of the crowd. Parks become invisible, historic places of great importance are ignored and the weather is underappreciated, no matter if it snows, rains, or is simply sunny.

It is on a city such as this that this story begins.

London was quite familiar for Harry Potter, but not this London. He always had the impression that his quirky magic would one day pull him into a giant mess, but never expected something quite like this.

In early summer after 5th year, Dudley had decided that he was bored, and that by playing Harry-hunting, he'd be cured of his boredom. The 'game' grew to alarming proportions, nothing that needs to be described, causing his magic to react and send him to an alley on this rainy, different and unfamiliar London.

Not only had he somehow ended up at a place where magic was only the product of a child's mind, but the year was wrong too. He ended up on the 22nd of July of 2000, four years later than what it was supposed to be.

He wasn't alone, though. Just a few seconds after he finally realized he was lost in the middle of an unfamiliar London, with nobody's help, no magic, nothing, a white blur came from the sky, ending up on his left shoulder and nipping rather forcefully his ear. Hedwig.

As it has already been mentioned, London is a big city, where things like dark alleys, beaten-up boys and white owls pass by unnoticed.

It would take a few years still before the youth was finally noticed by someone.

But, oh, what a memorable event that would be.