Life is a Game of Chess

There should have been a class for this sort of thing. I mean one minute he was an average (well as average as The-Boy-Who-Lived could ever be anyway) eleven year old waiting for his twelfth birthday to ring in at midnight, and the next he's waking up in Gringotts and being told he's a King...and apparently they don't mean the ruler kind either. Who the hell knew Wizards sometimes presented as what they called Chess Pieces on their birthdays. A Chess Piece is apparently someone who has an 'abnormal' magical core ...just something else about him that wasn't normal. What does his magical core have to do with chess anyway? And now he has this 'abnormal' magical core and apparently he has to find his, get this, Queens (that's right plural!) and his Chess Set (what ever that is)...why could nothing ever be simple, I mean was it too much to ask? Apparently yes yes it was, someday's he hated his life more then others...at least he now didn't have to worry about being short forever anymore...but six feet is...well its a hell of a change that's for darn sure!A different take on A/O/B dynamics with a lot of twists...cause I felt like it. Cannon compliant up until the end of first year/start of second.