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With a sound like a giant bubble bursting, Harry vanished – ripping a chunk of the fence and the earth beneath him into a swirling void.
Dudley and his gang froze, staring at the empty space where the other boy had just been – confusion clear across their faces.
Harry Potter had gotten away.
(Far away, in the humid forests of Albania, a shadow of a man – a mere sliver of soul, the faint spectre of the once-feared Lord Voldemort – felt a violent pull on his magic. He could not resist – could not fight it. In an instant, he was drained, erased, and snuffed out like a candle.
Thus, one prophecy found its end, while another – far away and elsewhere – had only just begun.)
Or: Harry never apparates to the top of the school roof in a feat of accidental magic. Instead, he rips through time and space and – after a few twists and turns – lands squarely in the metaphorical lap of a Dark Lord in his prime, becoming Voldemort’s least favourite plot twist.
Tom, however, eventually comes to appreciate the pint-sized troublemaker he has been saddled with.