'Is this supposed to happen after one's death?' I asked myself as I am currently floating (?) in a void.
Darkness is all I see around me. I ran or at least as what I considered as running with my non-existent legs.
'How am I even moving?'
As I stopped uselessly moving to god knows where and tried to sense the void surrounding me. I somehow saw a dim light in front of me.
'Is this supposed to be the light in the endless tunnel that the books and movies are talking about perhaps?' I thought to myself as I start to float towards the only light I see.
As I move ever so closer and the light shone brighter, I was starting to feel more warmth from it's glowing light as if it's calling for me.
I rushed towards it with more gusto and I now I am in front of an orb. The orb is so beautifully bright and it has some sort of galaxy within it. The orb is glowing as it's countless stars shine, slowly rotating forming a swirling whirlpool of pixie like dust.
As I am struck dumbfounded by it's beauty, I find myself slowly getting closer to it without even noticing the ethereal tendrils gently caressing me, my soul as if it wants me to become part of it and I simply went along with it.
'It's warm... so comfy'
That's the last thing I thought before I succumbed in it's comfortable embrace.
...
Morning has arrived and London is as cold as ever. With it's ever gloomy rain and dark grumbling clouds. Thunder and lightning strikes and harsh winds starts to billow close at an orphanage that scared the sleeping 11 year old boy awake.
Waking up with such a fright, he wasn't able to process what's happening at the moment. The first thing the boy remembers was dying, waking up in the void as he was embraced by the glowing orb and now he's on a bed.
'Was it all a dream?' He thought to himself as he slowly gets up from bed, only to then notice that his lower regions are quite... 'moist'.
"Fuck, I even wet myself"
As he quickly scrambles off to bed only to slip and fall on the floor headfirst.
"Arrrrghhhhh!" He screams as memories, both old and new starts to mesh resulting with a terrible mind breaking headache.
With his screams of pain covered by the loud strikes of thunder, not one single soul has heard his plight.
A few minutes later, after the growing headache has finally settled down, the boy finally was calm enough to take all the pieces of information he has to use.
"I'M A WIZARD!" He shouted in excitement.
Holy shit! This is literally every fanatics' dream come true! Ohohohoho~ I'm in the f***ing Harry Potter Universe baby!
How do I know this? Well, according to my memories I received my Hogwarts Letter just a day before I came here and I am to be escorted by Prof. McGonagall next week to buy supplies! How exciting! My heart is literally going to burst!
Okay for starters, we have to set up a plan. What year is it now anyways? I asked myself as I went to check on the bulletin board down the hallway based on his or now, my memories.
"August 16, 2010..." I blinked. I checked it again.
Well, that's way~ past the troublesome events. How lucky am I? No more Voldy to worry about. No Dumbledee to manipulate me for 'ThE gReAtEr GoOd'. No wars. No nothing!
"Hehehehe this is gonna be interesting" *smirk* ಡ ͜ ʖ ಡ