Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore was an extraordinary man, who had seen many extraordinary things in his 102 years of life.
He's seen many extraordinary wizards rise and descend from greatness. He's seen extraordinary love triumph and fail. But he would assure you, that the most extraordinary thing he had ever seen was the actions of one girl.
Whistling a stray tune, per usual, Albus walked the streets of London, smiling at every confused muggle staring at his 'atrocious' attire. What he wore on that day consisted of a vibrant green robe, a matching green cap, high heel yellow boots, and his half-moon spectacles. The reason Albus was in London was none other than to 'get some new air' and 'mingle'. He was subconsciously heading towards The Leaky Caldron, a wizard bar that doubled as a connector to Diagon Alley.
Unlike the many muggles, when Albus stepped into the hidden bar he was greeted warmly by every wizard and witch. Albus stayed there until late, when the drunkards stumbled out and chairs were beginning to be stacked. After he finished a tale of a teacup, an ounce of sugar and rat mishap (very peculiar), he bade goodbye to Tom, and head out the door.
The streets were now bare, save for the old wizard walking down them, humming the tune again. A faint cry was heard in the distance, accompanied by footsteps running away.
Albus walked towards the cry, which he had confirmed was an infant. He reached the source and saw a baby wrapped in a green sheet. A piece of parchment was pinned to the sheet. On it, in messy writing, was 'Take this demon or send it back to hell ~The Daline's'. Albus picked up the child, and inspected. Nothing clearly indicated whether it was a demon or not. But he couldn't just leave her out on the streets. That would be inhumane.
With his mind made up, he took the girl home, to raise as his own.
Upon arriving home, a few things were discovered.
One being that Minerva did not enjoy being woken to the sound of a crying infant and certainly did not wish to be startled by Albus bringing home a child.
Another discovery was made. Albus realized why the girl's parents thought she was a demon. Her eyes. Violet, which held a powerful spark behind them.
A name needed to be determined. Aurora, for the light in her eyes, Juliet, for her youthful face, and Daline, her given name.
"A fine choice." Minerva concluded.
"Well, Violet would've been obvious."
Aurora Daline was accepted at Hogwarts with open arms. The only conditions that were required of here were that she stay out of the students' way and slept in her own quarters.
Aurora was a very obedient girl. Never talked out of turn, and stayed hidden. She ate in her quarters and showed up on time and prepared to her lessons with Uncle Albus.
What went unknown by the staff, though, was the fact that little Aurora Daline sneaked up in the rafters to watch and participate in lessons with the Hogwarts students. Peeves the Poltergeist taught her a charm that made a small portion of the ceiling invisible to her only.
Although Aurora was content with her life at Hogwarts she longed for social interaction. Once she was spotted on her way to the lavatory by a fifth year Slytherin (she could tell by his robes). From then on, she became the 'Hogwarts Hobbit'.
"Now listen here", said the Slytherin. He was the center of attention for at least 20 students. "The Hobbit might attack if you get too close. I only got away with my reflexes and cat-like agility. It-" "Where'd you see it again?" "On my way to Astronomy, dinghead. As I was saying. It had beady purple eyes, and knotted hair, black as night. It's skin was pale and dirty."
Her hair only looked black because it hadn't been washed yet. And her eyes weren't beady, they were big. At least that's what Aurora had concluded.
"...so whatever you do.. Don't. Walk. Alone." He then laughed at the looks on there faces.
Other than the fact that the thought of her existence scared some students and mocked by others, Aurora grew up normal.