Prologue

Have you ever wondered what if magic was real? Well, what if I were to tell you, it is.

Magic, the sole foundation of wizardkind. The sole answer to all the mysteries in the world.

Ever wondered how the pyramid was built? With magic, of course!

Where is the lost city of Atlantis? Hidden with magic!!

How Jack the Ripper got away? Magic!!!

And how that one ugly girl in your elementary school is now a walking bombshell? Yes, you guessed it, the answer is magic. Though I would be careful of them. Once the potions wear off, you might see something... well, unexpected to say the least.

So how do I know all this, you say?

Well, not to brag or anything but I am from one of the noblest of house, The house of Peverell. Our family was a secret line, that remained hidden in fear of people searching for the Deathly Hallows. My father a fairly powerful wizard himself decided after Grindlewald's riot and several wanna be dark lords emerging here and there, that Britain might not be as safe as people would think so we moved here in America, where being from the Peverell family didn't matter much. A country with a wizarding school of its own and far from any dark lord problems.

But, the strongest in our family wasn't my father but my sister, Annabelle, or as Anny as I liked to call her. People called her the brightest and one of the most intelligent witches of our generation. Growing up I wanted to be nothing but her. I wanted to prove to my father that I was just as good at magic as well but as they say, fate can be a bitch sometimes.

I, the only male heir of the Peverell family was born a squib. A squib is a person who though was born with a magical background, couldn't use magic. I tried, I really did but when I reached eleven and I still didn't show any signs of magic, I knew I could never become a wizard.

My father was disappointed, to say the least. The noble and rich wizarding family around us called me the cursed child of the Peverell family. A child who killed his mother right after birth and the one who couldn't even use the slightest bit of magic. My sister, however, was probably the only one who didn't look down on me, in fact, she was the reason I wasn't kicked out of my house early on. The only reason I didn't grow up to be a bad person.

It was all going so well, though as useless as I was my sister still hired me as her assistant. She had graduated early from Ilvermorny and was a self-employed curse breaker who went on different adventures hunting for treasures. As much as I would love to join in one of those adventures, I couldn't due to my lack of magical ability. So the only way I could be of some use was supporting her by at least keeping things neat and in order. I helped prepare some basic potions, collect ingredients, run basic errands and save items that she had found in her adventures. So an overall assistant of a sort.

But it all changed when my sister found that cursed necklace. She wouldn't budge where she got it but it soon became the center of attention of not so good people. It turns out no matter the place, there would never be a lack of dark wizards. My father was the first one who sacrificed himself in order to help us escape.

Running and hiding for over a year, had gotten exhausting. We sought help but everyone turn their back on us even the MACUSA's officials who didn't want to get in this mess. And finally, we were caught. I watched as those bastards torture and kill my sister right in front of me while I couldn't even move. Then they came for me, but they didn't take me as serious. I mean, why would they, I was a squib who was trapped under a spell. They wanted the bloody necklace but there was no trace of it anywhere.

As the men got frustrated, I heard them speak something to each other, when one of them suddenly shot a spell at me. A flash of bright green light was all I could see until it was all darkness. I wondered if I was dead as I looked at the endless void around me. I cried as that was all I could do, the worthless son was worthless till death but just then something flew out of my trousers pocket. It was the bloody necklace. A bright red emerald necklace laced with beautiful silver and gold patterns. It was undoubtedly the necklace they were looking for.

I rubbed my eyes as I couldn't believe what was happening right at the moment. The necklace that lead to the death of my family and me, was now floating in front of me. Shining as brightly as ever. Not knowing why I subconsciously reached for the necklace as I wondered when Anny put the necklace in my trousers. But just as I got hold of the necklace it shattered into countless pieces as the land beneath my feet seemed suddenly just disappeared as I fell into the endless void. The deeper I fell the tighter it got, reminding me again of why I hated the feeling of apparating.

It felt incredibly tight as if I was being squeezed down through the rubber tube. I closed my eyes in fear as I started to suffocate a bit but it all just suddenly stopped. I slowly opened my eyes trying to see through the blur when I finally did see I realized I was narrating out loud and the people who were there were looking at me weird. Not to be that guy, I tried asking why the person was lifting me up as I wondered if they were wizards but then I realized I couldn't speak.

All that came out of my mouth were weird sounds. I pondered if it had something to do with the green light as I felt troubled. But the person lifting me up smiled joyfully as he carried me over towards a woman. Beautiful, was the only way I could describe her. Dirty blonde hair, bright blue eyes she looked perfect. But the only thing that bothered me at the moment was this woman was huge and coming from a person who had seen giants before it was extremely scary. I realized it wasn't just the woman but the people in the room as well. They were all ginormous.

The man carried me to the woman as she held me in her arms looking at me with love and care and not the hungry look I was expecting. And that's when I figured out that it wasn't them who was big but me who was small.

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P.S only Prologue is in the first person.