Chapter 2 The Founder's court.-
*The clouds began to gather admits the tall, old and thinned buildings of the city of London. Smog, clear as battle smoke gathered in all directions; as if surrounding them in a forbidding chill. Harry felt a familiar call from his surroundings, one he had only just realized, started from the moment he saw the golden eyes of his bewitching Godmother. It was the call of his blood, family...his family.. was drawing nearer and nearer as the sky eclipsed his mind. This gathering of family and friend was too abnormal to be true... yet he felt that he had witnessed such before... it was the strangest of chilling thr