I apologize for anyone who was waiting for an update on this story for the 2+ years it has been. I could tell you that I was busy, distracted, or any other excuse, but the truth was that I didn't know where to go. I had all these questions I would ask myself, What do the stats actually mean? What is Harry doing? Where is he going? and so on, and so on. I got lost in my mind, trying to picture the story, and write it as I went, and for that, I did you all a disservice. I failed to be a writer, and instead did little more than reality writing. However, I now have a general path I wish to take, I have a rough idea of what it all means, and what story I want to tell. So I feel up for another stab at the proverbial bush. I won't promise I will finish, I think this site is a testament to dreams left unfinished. However, I started this draft by writing the epilogue (I know, running before I walk, and all that), however, it was the epilogue that let me picture the road I wish to take so I will take it. I also will not promise that there will be regular updates, I try to sit at my computer every day after work, and I stare at a blank page for more time than I care to admit, thinking of anything that I can do to push the story along, with little progress most days. But then I listen to a song, see an episode to a show I have seen hundreds of times, or read a book for another time and have a vivid idea for a part of the story, so it will come in spurts. If anyone takes issue with that, I apologize, but it will not make me write any faster. So, without further ado, Here is the new, first chapter of Harry Potter The Gamer.

Sponsered (but not really, in fact not sponsored at all, just the muse that gave me the inspiration to write again initially) by Ed Sheeran Happier Music video, by Ben Genesis on Youtube. An AMV of a really under-rated romance movie (and yes I realize I should hate it on principle for being Male, however, I am a hopeless romantic at heart, so sue me... jk please don't sue me, I have no money)

Please enjoy, and sorry for any grammar mistakes, while English is my first language, it was never a language I studied in depth, especially not the rules of grammar.

Place: unknown

Time: July 31, 1987, 10:51:43 PM

Harry awoke suddenly, and with no clue as to where he was; only minutes ago in his cupboard under the stairs at the "perfectly" normal house of Number 4, Private Drive, Surrey; courtesy of the Dursley Family, his "lovely" family. He had just had a day of disappointment of the highest order. Ignorance of existence to the highest extreme, for as Harry Potter grew just one year older, and on a day of such impressive importance to a newly crowned seven-year-old. The full day he was locked in his cupboard, ignored and unwanted on his special day. The day family remembers, one more year spent as a family. Harry was ignored and unloved, with no way out open to him. He was alone, and now his dreams reflected that.

Harry was floating in a great Nothing. There was no light, but it was not dark. There was no heat, but it was not cold. Harry felt nothing, yet was still all there. He felt the shadow of a hug so complete, that he could stay safe forever if only he could feel it more. He looked around, trying to see something, when he heard a voice that was both silky smooth, and deafening sharp at the same time. The difference between a smooth tenor and a car-wreaking sharpness defining to Harry's ears, and caused him to feel the first thing in his dream. Pain. Hello, my Master, or rather my Champion.

"H-H-H-Hello, who is there? Where are you?" Harry said, frantically looking around, trying to find the source of the sound, not realizing a sound that comes from everywhere can be found at the same place, even when futile by nature.

Forgive me young one, it has been some time since I have used a physical form. Give me on second the voice blissfully in only the smooth tenor. After a moment Harry saw movement in front of him, it looked as if a man was being made filter by filter of reality, as if a computer was hazily pulling back the overlay. The man was old to Harry's young mind, his White Hair cut trimly, and an orderly goatee was overlooked with the laugh lines a mile long, and a pair of glasses cutting him a dashing look in his obsidian black cloak with a dark red suit of Armani with a white tie with matching gloves, his cane was a metal so dark light didn't reflect, with a golden scythe for a handle, the blade dull and the bottom cap golden capped as well. Omph, forgive me young one, it has been such a time since I have 'lived' if you will allow the pun, and I had forgotten how painful it was. I apologize for hurting your ears... Introductions are in order I feel if you will allow my further slight. Harry Potter, I am commonly referred to as Death, capital D if you don't mind, and no I am not here to collect your soul, I solemnly swear I am up to no good. He said, finishing with a grin, and a twinkle in his pitch black eyes, a feat that internally frightened Harry.

"DEATH! WHAT?!" Harry Screamed, trying to run away yet failing to find even the most basic of footing.

Peace my young friend, did I not just promise you no harm? As a diety, my word is my law, once given there is no going back, and no betrayal to that word. It is the law that binds us and controls us to keep us in check. It is a good law, if a tad troublesome at times I admit. Calm yourself for while Time may be powerless here, the less griping I have to hear from him for awhile is appreciated, and we have much left to do before you can leave. I have some introductions to make, but I believe there are two who want more than anything to see you once again.

Harry suddenly sensed two presences behind him, two people who were both strangers and intimately familiar at once. Two people he had not seen in 5 years and 9 months. Not since they died, on that fateful Halloween night. Lily and James Potter, both as young as they died, but both looking at Harry with untold depths of Love, and Remorse. A look young Harry had never seen looked at him, no matter how he wished otherwise, was stunned both speechless and paralyzed by the suddenness of impossibility. He stared at them, as they stared back. Both waiting for a sign they were wanted by the other, until Harry could not stand it any longer and from zero to sprinting Harry ran at his mother, the tears in his eyes falling to the abyss below as they trailed the moving boy. Lily dropped to her knees and wrapped her baby boy in her arms, a feat she had longed to do during the times she saw him cry in his bed, the times she saw him in pain. While she felt no pain or suffering in the depths of the abyss she now resided in, she felt the maternal rage both then and most certainly now. She had sworn, on her soul, she would protect her son, and nothing would stop her from trying not even Death. It took her a few moments to realize she was crying, crying at the pain her son went through, the pain she left him to go through, all for trusting the rat. James was no idle in this moment of familial passion, he wrapped both his family members in his arms and mentally pushed all the love and comfort only a father can give into them; for while he only remembered the bliss of death, now that he is as alive as he is, he only felt anger now that he understood the pain his son went through and would give his son all the knowledge he could to save him, if he could. But all this was secondary to the rage he felt at Peter, the man he trusted so completely he gave him the supreme job of protecting his Heart. The one thing more important than his life. The rage was so all-encompassing he pushed both Remus and Sirius from his mind, so complete was it, the only thing keeping him from blowing up was the knowledge that his son needed him, and there was no Power that would keep him from Failing Harry again. Not in this life, however long it would be.

"My sweet, precious boy. We are so sorry to leave you alone, with them " Lily said, the venom in her voice so poisonous it would kill an elephant. "If there was any other way to save you I swear to you, nothing would have stopped me, I swear to you, my precious boy. I have loved you from the first moment I knew you were mine. You are more world Harry, and I love you"

"Your Mother is right, Prongslet. You are a Potter, and are our Child. We are the Sky, and no Man can contain us, and nothing limits us but us. Harry, you have been loved for every second of every day. We have always been with you in your blood. From me, you get your power, and from your mother you get protection. You are destined for Greatness, and so your mother and I gave up our lives to safeguard it, and we would do it over and over again, forever if that was our reward. We both love you, my son." James said, trying to comfort his son, and teach him about the family he comes from.

"Mom... Dad... is this really you?" Harry said, pushing himself as far into their embrace as he could, and then some. Too scared it was all just a dream, to open his eyes; struggling (if for only as little as a moment of time as a second) to feel just a little more of it. Not wanting this moment to ever end.

"Yes my baby, it's us, and like your father said, we never left. I was always here with you my precious boy. I wanted to hold you every moment you were in pain. I wanted to read you to sleep, comfort you when you cried, or were scared, I wanted it all for you my baby boy. We are here for the rest of your life my baby, and we will be here until the end." Lily said, frantically pleading Harry to understand. Wanting him to always know that she loved him, no matter what.

"Mommy... Daddy..." Harry happily cried away all his pain, and suffering into Lily's blouse, an act that went unconcernedly by either party, and for a time that was all that occurred. Yet, in a place where Time has no sway, and eternity yet a moment passed and Death once again spoke

Again, forgive my intrusion to this most auspicious moment with returned family, but we have a schedule to keep, so Harry Potter, and parents, May I introduce my sister in all but blood Fate, or as she currently likes to be called...(what was it again?... no i am not calling you NargleLoverOG, try again... really? that's not cheesy?... sorry sorry, fine), Destiny, and my friend for ages Magic, Capital D and Capital M if you please. The man spoke waving his cane and Two more beings slowly appeared in front of the newly reunited Potter clan...