Prologue

Harry Potter had been swinging upon the raggedy swing set within the park near his ‘home’ completely alone, for once. The ten-year-old was grateful that his cousin along with his aunt and uncle had gone off on a family outing, leaving him alone and able to relax.

As much as he could, anyway. He knew that they would soon be back and he’d be yelled at and bullied and teased just like every other day. If only I could get away. He thought.

If only he knew of the trials he would soon come to face.

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Ten-year-old Hermione Granger was sitting within her father’s study, a large book placed over her lap with her eyes darting across the page. She was happily content, not caring about anything happening outside of the wondrous tale she read.

Unlike most girls her age, she spent her time reading and studying. She took enjoyment out of knowing things most people didn’t along with seeing the large A’s upon her tests at school.

Hermione was a bookworm, and she saw nothing wrong with being such a thing. Soon, she would learn, though, that some things mattered more than knowledge and achievement.

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Two redheaded thirteen-year-olds sprinted up a staircase, snickering as they heard their younger brother’s yells. Fred and George Weasley had pulled yet another prank, something that they were known for.

The duo hurriedly ducked into their room, locking it before collapsing on their beds, laughing loudly as they clutched their stomachs. Their only younger brother, Ron, was now suffering from a nose that had grown three times its normal size while his fingernails had extended to a foot long. The twins could proudly say that their prank had been pulled off magnificently.

They both froze, however, when their mother’s voice echoed up the many stairs that The Burrow contained.

“Fred! George! What have you done to your brother?!” Both twins paled, wondering if they’d survive to see their third year at Hogwarts.

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Lila Harrow walked through the doors of the Pokémon Center, heading straight over to Nurse Joy with a sheepish smile. “Hey, Nurse Joy.”

“Lila.” She greeted in amusement, her hands placed on her hips and a knowing smile twitching onto her lips.

“They’re all worn out from training again.” Lila stated, rubbing the back of her head with a hesitant grin. Nurse Joy rolled her eyes good naturally before picking up a tray with six indentions and held it out to the girl.

Snorting, Lila handed over the five Pokémon she had with her. She had thirty-four Pokémon overall, but she had left nineteen of them back in her hometown in the Hoenn Region for her mother – a Pokémon breeder – to take care of. So far she had caught fifteen Pokémon in the Region she was currently journeying in and ten of them were with the Region’s Pokémon professor, Professor Holly. She didn’t want to bombard her mother with all her new Pokémon, so she decided to keep them at the lab in Merdana Town.

Lila watched as Nurse Joy headed into the back room to heal her Pokémon before turning and heading to the cafeteria. Along the way, she passed a map of the Ninobi Region, the region she was currently in. Casting it a fleeting glance, she went to quell her growling stomach.

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Giratina flew between two columns, eyes darting around the objects within his Distortion World. It had taken awhile, but everything was finally back to normal. The wretched human had been taken care of and he had been able to fix his home.

Now, however, there was another threat to his home. Growling, Giratina sped up, heading over to an upside down waterfall. Letting out a shriek, he watched as a hole to another dimension opened before him. Floating inside, he prepared himself for the task he was about to complete, and snarled at the annoying look Arceus had as he ordered it.