I'm not too sure if I truly understand what you're saying, but if you think I'm gonna have Harry transported to Randland, then don't worry.
Anyways, here's part of the first scene of chapter 2.
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His first thought was that Voldemort had missed, because he was still lying down. Then he noticed he was lying on something soft, instead of grass, and that he was naked. It was this realization that made him open his eyes and take in his surroundings.
He was lying on the floor of the Gryffindor common room, or at least he thought it was the common room. The colors were all muted and there seemed to be light coming from nowhere, casting shadows everywhere. He brought himself to his feet and looked around. There was a fire going in the hearth, but it gave off no light, or heat, or sound. The portraits on the walls were all a blur, and werenÆt moving. The strangest thing he noticed was the books on the shelves. They would flicker, like someone was taking them down, and when they reappeared, they were an entirely different book.
It was then he became conscious of the fact that he was standing naked in the middle of the Gryffindor common room. He suddenly wished he had some clothes on, and the next instance, he was clothed in his school uniform. He was so startled he took a step back, and almost tripped on the chair he was certain wasnÆt there before.
He took a seat and tried to wrap his head around what was going on. The curse hit, so obviously I must be dead. But if so, why does the afterlife look like the Gryffindor common room? He wondered to himself. He guessed it took the form of the place you most felt at home. If that were so, then that meant his parents were here somewhere!
He jerked his heard around, looking for any sign of his parents. But, to his dismay, there was nobody else in the room with him. He was all alone, again.
Behind him he heard soft footfalls, and when he looked back, he noticed a figure moving down the steps from the girlÆs dormitories. He jumped to his feet, and when the person stepped into the light, he gasped. There, standing at the foot of the stairs, was a face heÆd only seen in his photo album, and the Mirror of Erised.
ôM-mum?ö He asked, with tears running down his face. Too hopeful that she was real, and too scared she wasnÆt.
She gave a nod, too choked up to say anything.
He stumbled over the chair in his haste to get to her. When he was close enough, she pulled him into the best hug he could ever remember anyone ever giving him. HeÆd never felt the unconditional love from another person that he did just then. After a few moments, she stepped back with her arms on his shoulders, and looked him up and down.
ôOh Harry, look at you. YouÆve grown into quite the young man,ö Lily said, with tears in her eyes. ôIÆm so proud of you, and I love you!ö
Harry felt himself fill with happiness and joy at his motherÆs words. He didnÆt care that she was treating him like a child. It was something heÆd wanted his entire life.
She pulled him into another hug, and he relished being held by his mother again. The hug lasted longer than the first, but, eventually he pulled back and looked around. He was looking around for his father, but when he didnÆt see him, he asked, ôMum, whereÆs dad?ö
She frowned, and the look she gave him was full of sadness, and he knew he wouldnÆt like the answer. ôHeÆs not here, Harry. He moved on right after we both died.ö
ôMoved on?ö Harry asked, as his shoulders fell, and he tried not to let the tears fall. ôWhat do you mean, he moved on?ö
ôHe moved on to wherever you go after you die.ö
He gave her a look of confusion, and asked, with increasing hopefulness in his voice, ôAfter you die? Does this mean that youÆre not dead? That IÆm not dead?ö
ôNo, Harry, I am dead.ö She explained, as HarryÆs shoulders slumped.
ôBut, then whyùô
ôI donÆt have the time, right now, to explain everything. I am already breaking some of the rules just meeting with you; but, there are some things that I have to tell you.ö
At her serious tone, he closed his mouth and nodded. He caught the ôright now,ö and knew he would be meeting her again somehow.
ôThe first thing you need to know is that you are not dead. You survived because of the piece of VoldemortÆs soul, which used to reside in your scar.ö
At this, Harry became alarmed. He reached up to rub his scar, and tried to speak, but Lily shook her head at him.
ôIÆll explain that shortly, but first, I must go back to the beginning. Before you were born, Trelawny gave a prophecy that said someone would be born that would have the power to destroy Voldemort.ö
Lily then told him the prophecy, and he felt as though the entire world had crashed down around him. He finally realized why Voldemort came after him that night. He also understood that he was the only one who would be able to defeat Voldemort.
ôNo,ö She exclaimed when she saw the look on HarryÆs face. ôIt wasnÆt your fault we died. It was Voldemort, and only Voldemort! I need you to understand that Harry.ö
He nodded; relieved to know she didnÆt blame him. At his nod, she continued, explaining that the prophecy couldÆve been about Neville as well, but Voldemort chose him instead. She told of how Dumbledore came to them, explained the prophecy, and sent them into hiding. Then she explained the events of the night Voldemort attacked; how his father tried to buy time by facing off against Voldemort himself, and how she sacrificed herself for her son. All this, Harry knew; for he heard it every time he was near a dementor.
ôWhat you need to understand, Harry, is the reason Voldemort survived that night is because of his Horcruxes. A horcrux is a container used to hold a part of oneÆs soul after they split it through murder. By the time he came to our house that night, he had already created five.ö
At HarryÆs disgusted look, Lily explained, ôYes, when I found that out, I was just as horrified as you are. That is the reason you had a piece of his soul in your scar. You see, after splitting his soul so much, it was unstable, and when the curse rebounded onto him, it fractured, and sought out the closest living thing; you.ö
Harry felt as though he was going to be sick. Lily rubbed his back as he tried to absorb all that he had been told so far. When he had recovered enough, he nodded for her to continue.
ôTonight, when Voldemort used your blood for the ritual, he created a link between the two of you. It is similar to a horcrux, but not. It is the reason the killing curse didnÆt kill you, but the part of VoldemortÆs soul inside of you.ö
Harry was relieved to hear that the horcrux inside of him was gone. When he looked at his mom though, the smile on his lips died at the sad look she was giving him.
ôIÆm sorry, Harry, IÆm so sorry, but there is something else. The horcrux was the reason you had such a short temper, why you had so much trouble concentrating at times, and the reason you could speak Parseltongue. It was also one of the reasons your wand chose you. Because you had the horcrux inside you for so long, it attached deeply to your magic, and when it was destroyed, it also destroyed most of your magic. What was left, you used to keep yourself alive from the shock. YouÆre no longer a wizard Harry. Your magic is gone.ö
At her words HarryÆs eyes widened, and he had trouble breathing. He didnÆt want to believe her. This had to be some kind of trick!
But, when he looked into her eyes, he saw the truth there. His magic was really gone. What was he going to do now? How was he going to live without magic? He would have to go back to the DursleyÆs, and never be able to see his friends again.
Before his thoughts could pull him into any deeper of a depression, he felt his mother wrap him in a warm embrace. She held him for a while, whispering soothing, encouraging things to him, while he tried to deal with this tragedy.
When she felt he had calmed down enough, she told him, ôHarry. This may seem like the end of the world for you, but it isnÆt. It will take some time for you to come to terms with this, but I know you will get through this. YouÆre my son. You are too strong to let this keep you down for too long.ö
Harry took strength in his motherÆs words. He knew she was right. He knew this was not the end, but the beginning of a new part of his life. With the support of his friends, he knew he would make it through this.
ôHarry, our time here is almost up.ö She said, with tears in her eyes. ôThis will not be the last time we see each other. Sometime soon, after everything has settled down, I will make contact with you again. IÆve told you everything I could, but I promise, the next time we meet, I will tell you everything you wish to know.ö
He wished he could stay in his motherÆs arms forever, but he knew he couldnÆt. He had to go back to his life. With the promise of see his mother again, it wasnÆt that hard to of a thing to do. He broke away from the comfort of his motherÆs arms, and looked at her with a renewed determination in his eyes.
ôI promise not to let you down, mum.ö He said.
He noticed the world around him start to fade away, and knew it was time. With a strength he didnÆt know he had, he stepped away from his mother.
ôOne last thing,ö She said, as the world started fading faster. ôDonÆt tell anyone about our meeting. If others were to find out, I donÆt know what would happen.ö
ôI wonÆt,ö He said as his eyes started tearing up. ôI love youö
ôI love you too. More than you could imagine.ö She said, as she finally faded away.
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I dunno if you guys saw that coming.
Well, if you read my ideas thread, from way back when, I guess you did.
Any feedback on this would be great.
Edit: Added the remainder of the scene. If you don't want to read the whole thing over again, just start off where he learns he lost his magic.