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The sky was dark when Harry Potter woke from the long slumber of his transformation even though he did not know this himself he could tell something was different. the ceiling was in high magnification he blinked returning his eyesight back to normal he sat up in his small room in the house called number four privet dr. he was slightly confused there was a smell of magic in the air as well as leftover food he looked around his dark room seeing everything in perfect detail the boy stood up on lean powerful limbs he felt his muscles contract as he shifted on the balls of his feet he heard movement around the other side of the room he crouched upon unknown instinct scenting the air finding the smell of soft molted feathers and owl pellets he stood walking on silent feet over to where his owl used to be where she would hoot softly and she nipped at his hand lovingly he then turned away with misty eyes to the small wardrobe that the Dursleys left in the room because they had nowhere else to put it he opened the doors to see the mirror he had recently deposited there for safe keeping the frame was extremely intricate there were herds of deer around the bottom half the top half had a group of misty people the figures and deer moved around the sections and watched him he had gotten the mirror in the mail earlier in the week he had hid it because the dursleys would have taken it and sold it for all its worth he looked to the glass to see himself staring back at him he gasped seeing the vibrancy of his eyes he had thought he had fallen asleep with his glasses on again but he was wrong he was seeing himself without his glasses he saw the softness of his own skin his lips were light red shaped into a look of awe plastered onto them his nose was slightly upturned he sw his arched eyebrows pulled into a look of absolute surprise he touched his face seeing the rest of his body at the same time the shirt he had worn to sleep was clinging lovingly to his skin the trousers hugging every curve he turned from the mirror not believing his eyes he stepped towards the bed to see a package sitting there there was a tag attached to the string the tag said "For you" this confused him greatly he opened the package slowly he sw a letter inside there was a crest he had never seen before he picked up the letter and set it aside to read later there was a small pouch in the bottom of the box as well as a cloak which was decorated with dark stars darker than the fabric to depict stars there was a silver ring around the hood showing the line of stars the hood was hooked to cover the face slightly but not to be seen he pulled it out and let it flow down to the floor like liquid midnight he laid it onto the bed then opened the pouch and saw nothing but darkness out of curiosity he pressed his eye to the opening then gasped he saw multiple things at once there was an owl a gorgeous black owl with gold ringing its face it looked at him and hooted happily there were also four trunks and a smaller box with intricate drawings on it there was also a staff and a light colored thin leather pack he pulled away from the opening then looking back he pulled his arm up next to his face to put it in the bag he grabbed at the first set of cloths he could see he pulled them out effortlessly then felt the fabric that caresses the skin of his fingers they were extremely soft but as he pulled on them they didn't rip like he thought they would he stood moving to the center of the room and put on the cloths he found out shortly after he put them on that they were travel robes he then sat back on the bed picking up the letter he opened it and skimmed the pages he gasped at the information that he go from the letter he stood putting the letter into the pouch again for further notice he put the pouch around his neck and pulled the cloak over his head he then picked through his trunk pulling out thing that he might need or was of special importance to him the then proceeded to put these things into the pouch he picked up his wand then walked out the door . he crept down the stair with inhuman silence he missed ever creaky step every loose board and swept out the front door into the night he remained unnoticed by the sleeping neighbors as he shifted into the darkness as if it was an old friend leaving the place that was torture to him with the front door wide open leaving the occupants to the chill of the night air .