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Hi guys this little plot bunny wouldn't stop jumpind around in my head

This was a request from the awesome tetee77515 and I really hope they like it.


Harry sighed as he was locked in his cupboard yet again.

It was his birthday today, he turned 9. This morning, he'd gotten an egg for breakfast since Dudley didn't like the way it was cooked. He couldn't believe the way his day started out! Then he pulled the wrong weed out of Aunt Petunia's garden. After a thorough scolding from her and a harsh beating from his Uncle Vernon, he was thrown in the cupboard under the stairs.

He lay in the semi-darkness and wished that somebody loved him.


At the same time, a little redheaded boy stared sadly at the empty, red park.

Some children had asked him to throw them the ball that had rolled close to him. Hope that they would treat him like a normal person fluttered in his chest. He had picked up the ball and turned to give it to them, but the second that the children saw his face they ran away screaming about a demon. Anger overwhelmed him; they were treating him like a monster again! He reached his hand out, sand flowed out of the gourd on his back and trapped everyone that was running from him. "Sand Coffin!" Blood went everywhere. It seeped across the ground, it fell from the sky like rain, some even managed to land on his face. Nearly two dozen deaths ut they hardly affected him at all. He had seen too much death, had too much blood on his hands for this to phase him. Sometimes, he imagined that he had so much blood on his hands that he had a bloodstained soul.

Gaara glanced at the ball in his hands and wished for the first time in a long time that he had a friend. A friend that wasn't scared of him.


Somebody, somewhere must have pitied the boys.

In the cupboard under the stairs at #4 Private Drive, a golden glow surrounded the sleeping 9 year old. The glow intensified so much that eventually the Dursleys came to investigate the cause of the freakish glow. The glow vanished once they reached the door. When they peeked inside, Harry was gone.


The young raven haired boy reappeared in a bloody park. He was laying on the hot red sand, sound asleep in the nearly deserted park. A redheaded 11 year old leaned over him and the sand around them began to stir


I have major writers block for ANBU Magic at the moment. I'll try to get it up soon, but with scool started again there's going to be a longer wait between updates.

Review please!