It was 7:00am in a tall office bulding in Central London owned by multi trillionair Sebasiten Landon. In a corner of the staff common room sat half asleep five year old Aveline Landon with a still sleeping pet on her lap. At first glance, the creature looked like a rabbit or perhaps a cat, unpon taking a second look however, one would notice the long snout and realise that it was quite unlike any creature they had seen before. Luckily for Aveline, everyone who came into the common room was far to busy to spare so much as a glance for her, daughter of their boss though she was, let alone her pet.

The young heiress had been sitting there for one and a half hours already and had long since examined every aspect of the room visible to her whilst she was seated.

This was the third day in a row she had been forced to spend the day at her father's work place, renovations at her home making it unsafe for such a small child and no friends to go and visit. At least she had Poe now.

As if sensing his mistress's thoughts, the niffler shifted in his sleep, nidging his head against her hand.

Smiling sadly, Aveline softly began to recite a well remembered poet by the namesake of her pet:

"From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were - I have not seen
As others saw - I could not bring
My passions from a common spring -
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow - I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone -
And all I lov'd - I lov'd alone -
Then - in my childhood - in the dawn
Of a most stormy life - was drawn
From ev'ry depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still -
From the torrent, or the fountain -
From the red cliff of the mountain -
From the sun that 'round me roll'd
In its autumn tint of gold -
From the lightning in the sky
As it pass'd me flying by -
From the thunder, and the storm -
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view -"

"Wow!" a loud voice gasped as she trailed off. Aveline looked up to see a girl who looked to be about her age holding the hand of a woman who appeared to be her mother.

"That was beautiful" the woman said, crouching down so that she was at eye level with her boss's daughter. "I'm Layla Rivera, your dad's secretary, I noticed you've been sitting here by yourself for the past couple of days so I thought maybe you and Mila here-" she gestured to her daughter who grinned and waved, "could play together"

At the serious look the young girl gave her, a look that had no place on such a young face, Mrs Rivera smiled and pulled a long stick from the inside of her coat, "we're witches" she said softly, "just like you, so you don't need to worry about breaking the Statute of Secrecy"

Aveline thought for a moment longer then looked at the girl before nodding and smiling up at Mrs Rivera, "I'd like that" she said quietly.

"I'll leave you two to it then" Mrs Rivera said, putting her wand away and leaving the room to get back to work leaving the two, suddenly shy children by themselves.

"I'm sorry" Aveline said, breaking the awkward silence, "my name's Aveline and this is Poe, named after Edgar Allen Poe, my favourite poet" she gestured towards the sleeping creature on her lap, "he's sleeping right now or I would get up, do you want to pet him? You can sit next to me"

Mila nodded and climbed up onto the chair beside the smaller girl, "I'm Mila, it's nice to meet to Avie"

"Avie?" 'it's a nickname' Aveline thought to herself, 'I've never had one of them before...'

"I'm sorry, I just-" Mila said, looking horrified that she'd upset her new friend

"No, it's okay" Aveline -Avie- said, smiling broadly up at the taller girl, "I've just never had a nickname before, all the people I know are either grown ups or children of Father's business partners so I never really got along with them"

Mila grinned, "you talk weird"

Avie laughed at that, somehow knowing already that this was not a chance encoutner, that the two of them were destined to meet and become the very best of friends.

A/N: Hey, it's me, again, with a new fic. Even though I have about five already that I should be working one...Blame Gina.

This is set in the 2000's, I'm trying to stick as close to canon as I can manage but Snape's back because Gina and I both love him.

Flames will be used to heat my currently freezing room so please, bring it.

I don't own Harry Potter or any K-Pop idols etcetera etcetera. Or anything by Edgar Allen Poe. The poem Avie recites is called "Alone" and is in fact written by Mr. Poe.

Hope you enjoyed, please review, it would make Gina and my own world's amazing.

Also, this is being posted on asianfanfics[dot]com so if you see it there, that's me, don't panic and all that.

Much love to you all~