After what could have been moments or lifetimes I regained some part of the ability to feel. While there was still darkness it was no longer a void. Then suddenly there was a rush of new sensations, there was pressure and strange sounds. The ability to think and reason about my circumstances totally escaped my grasp, to the point that I was not even aware that I lacked those abilities, just that I was not what I once was. As time passed I became more, able to hold more in my my mind, able to acknowledge that I was limited. I slept once again.

Then suddenly an explosion of sensation, pressure, and sounds, more than I had ever encountered! Light burned into my eyes, and in my confusion and surprise a deep breath, feeling the air rush into me. A chocking sensation and I began coughing… or at least I tried, instead a cry erupted from me. "Waaaaaaaaa"

A voice came from around me, my vision to blurry to make out anything but blurry outlines. "It is a boy, Lady Prewitt. Congratulations!" For a moment my mind almost stops, the dream of almost every web-novel reader across the globe has happened to me. I have been reincarnated with my memories intact! So lost in the excitement I missed part of the conversation. Only focusing back after hearing a crack pierce the air. "Take the Pepper Up first my Lady, then take the Blood Replenishment once daily for 3 days." The voice from before said. I try to place words as I begin to try to identify the world I am now in. One of the blurry figures reaches over to me and places me into the arms of another figure, "Here you are my Lady."

"Thank you, Evellin that will be all for now. Your services are much appreciate as always. Will you please allow my husband in?"

"Of course my Lady, pleased to be of service." She said as her figure gives what appears to be a deep bow. She retreats and the woman I assume is my mother holds me close. I strain what little control I have over this new body and try to track her as she moves to let my father in. When she reaches the side of the room she opens a door and a darkly dressed figure enters. "My Lord, you have a healthy Heir." Evellin says with a deep bow. Well controlled excitement colors my father's voice as he says, "Wonderful! And how is my wife?"

"I am fine, my dear. Now can you provide Evellin payment?" My mother interjects.

"Of course, thank you Annt Evellin. Here are 5 galleons and in celebration of the safe delivery of my heir I declare as Lord of the Most Ancient and Noble House of Prewitt that one minor favor is owed."

"Thank you my lord!" Evellin replied with an audible shake in her voice as she bowed low, took the money and left. Her obvious emotion was likely nothing in compare to my own. The number of stories that included that word is only one to my knowledge. The Wizarding World of Harry Potter with its use of Galleons for currency is well known to any fan! While I was silently geeking out my father crossed the room and with a start I felt his touch on my cheek. "Hello Nathaniel Rosen Prewitt, hello … my son." With that my mother shifted me in her grasp and put me to breast to feed, instincts took over and soon awareness fled.

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When I awoke in a small intricately carved crib it took me a long moment to realize where I was, who I was. When the awareness of my situation once again washed over me I could not decide if I should be terrified at the enormity of what has happened or just let the wonder and joy wash over me. Eventually I lost the battle and a mixture of both occurred. Wonder at the fact that I get to experience the Wizarding World once more and this time from a prospective that many fans would literally kill to have. As well as a sinking feeling as I remember all the danger and fear that exists in this world. I have no idea what time I have been born into. Both Voldemort and Grindelwald were times of extreme danger and darkness in the English Wizarding World. Despite my knowledge of how dark this world can get the wonder and joy began welling up.

Magic! What nerd person who uses books, movies, or anime as an escape could possible escape the all consuming joy at the knowledge that they will get the chance to live a life full of magic. Despite the exhaustion that always seems to be at the edge of my newborn body I try to begin sorting through my knowledge of the English Wizarding World.

Using skills of compartmentalization developed during the long hours of working in the hospital I pointedly stepped away from the crippling sadness of having been ripped away from my previous world and home and instead focus on trying to have some productive thoughts even if I can't take useful actions.

I am confident that Prewitt was the maiden name of Molly Weasley and given the fact that they are speaking English and using galleons I feel secure in assuming we are England. I know that in the books there are several "classes" of citizens; Purebloods, Half-bloods, and Muggleborns. Each of these were known by other terms but these were among the most common and widely accepted. Purebloods were known to be the classic old money and had enormous influence over the legislative and judicial system. Half-bloods were your normal middle class citizens, but had some social stigma from the some of the more extreme Purebloods. Finally there were the Muggleborns, bringing new ideas, new culture, and had a large amount of backlash from the Purebloods.

If I was a part of the Prewitt's that puts me among the Purebloods. Even among the Purebloods there are several broad groups. The Light, Grey, and Dark. The fine differences of these groups is not clearly defined in the books but it was broadly defined as those that followed Dumbledore (Light), Dark(those that follow Voldemort or are against muggleborns), or the Grey (those that did not fall into the two prior camps). From what I remember the Prewitt's were not heavily featured in the books except for Molly Weasley. In some fan fictions that I recall she had two older brothers that were part of the Light and were members of the Order of The Phoenix. In almost all the stories I recall there were no other member's of the Prewitt family left. That does add some level of uncertainty of my future…. If I am far enough into the past that the Prewitt's are still going strong then I know very little about the events of the world. If the world is different from the world I read about the I can't trust my knowledge from the books much at all. With that thought the ocean of fear, confusion, and sorrow that were being carefully kept aside threatened to overwhelm my hard earned mental separation. However they held and found myself calming down a little. As that rush of fear and confusion waned I felt the exhaustion that I had been holding off overwhelm me and pulls me deep into the grasp of sleep.