p style="font-family: null;"Cold… so cold. Little Harry Potter was cold and alone on a doorstep in the winter. He was left there by one Albus Dumbledore in the hope that he would be taken care of by the Dursleys. But, the man had made the foolish mistake of leaving the child there around midnight, without even a Warming Charm. The simple fact of the matter was that it was very cold. But, one thing that this child, named Harry Potter by his loving parents had that other children didn't was magic. Specifically, wild magic that was unleashed by the recent attempt on his life./p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: null;"Harry's desire at the moment was to be warm. Warm with a caring mother. His magic responded. One of the warmest things that it could change him into would be a phoenix. However, the sheer raw magical power required to change this little boy into a phoenix was too much to ask, far to much for the human body, even fully developed, could ever hope to channel. Even magic had its limits. However, changing into a dragon… That was possible, albeit highly implausible./p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: null;"Over the next few months the denizens of Little Whinging noticed a massive decrease in rodent population. This was soon followed by a few missing pets and eventually it lead to an investigation by the police once they started to find said pet's mutilated corpses. However this case was also noted by the magical authorities who worked for the Ministry of Magic by monitoring Muggle cases. They recognized the signs of a young dragon in the area. Approximately one or two years old, judging on the size of its current prey. At this moment it was mainly cats and dogs, however, soon it would require larger prey items. Cows, horses, perhaps the odd human if they stumbled upon the dragon and became a threat to it, instead of doing the smart thing and running away. They would need to act soon./p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: null;"The residents of Privet Drive and the surrounding boroughs that had suffered this recent problem noticed a van driving around their town. They were relieved to see the van sported a logo stating that it was for wild animal control. They were happy to see something being done about the predator that was eating their pets. The mothers in particular were happy their little bundles of joy were going to be safer now. After all, there was not too much of a size difference between a dog and a child./p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: null;"The reality of the situation was that there were several Wizards within the enlarged interior of the van. All with some kind of magical detector attempting to find the young dragon. They were in luck, the sensors started to react when they drove by the forest at the edge of the town known as Little Whinging. This forest was promptly cordoned off by police as 'experts' went in to attempt to subdue this monster. The official report was that nothing was found. The incidents halted and they presumed that whatever had done this had left the town due to the increased activity at night. The experts stated that the area had become an unfavourable hunting ground, so the predator had moved on./p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: null;"The truth was far from the story given to the muggles. A young dragon was found, captured, and extracted. Nobody noticed the missing professionals among the several that left the forest that night apparently scratching their heads. However, the young dragon and his portkey companions travelled to a dragon reserve in Romania. Here they deposited the small and still unidentified dragon species. There was apparently no such breed in existence that matched the baby dragon they found./p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: null;"Here the unusually small dragon was raised by none other than the head dragon keeper. Some say that his limbs were all magical replacements after each one was painfuly removed by dragons. Others say that he particularly enjoys the taste of pumpkin pasties./p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: null;"… All Harry knew was that he was a source of food and he didn't hurt him./p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: null;"Harry's desire at the moment was to be warm. Warm with a caring mother. His magic responded. One of the warmest things that it could change him into would be a phoenix. However, the sheer raw magical power required to change this little boy into a phoenix was too much to ask, far to much for the human body, even fully developed, could ever hope to channel. Even magic had its limits. However, changing into a dragon… That was possible, albeit highly implausible./p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: null;"Over the next few months the denizens of Little Whinging noticed a massive decrease in rodent population. This was soon followed by a few missing pets and eventually it lead to an investigation by the police once they started to find said pet's mutilated corpses. However this case was also noted by the magical authorities who worked for the Ministry of Magic by monitoring Muggle cases. They recognized the signs of a young dragon in the area. Approximately one or two years old, judging on the size of its current prey. At this moment it was mainly cats and dogs, however, soon it would require larger prey items. Cows, horses, perhaps the odd human if they stumbled upon the dragon and became a threat to it, instead of doing the smart thing and running away. They would need to act soon./p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: null;"The residents of Privet Drive and the surrounding boroughs that had suffered this recent problem noticed a van driving around their town. They were relieved to see the van sported a logo stating that it was for wild animal control. They were happy to see something being done about the predator that was eating their pets. The mothers in particular were happy their little bundles of joy were going to be safer now. After all, there was not too much of a size difference between a dog and a child./p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: null;"The reality of the situation was that there were several Wizards within the enlarged interior of the van. All with some kind of magical detector attempting to find the young dragon. They were in luck, the sensors started to react when they drove by the forest at the edge of the town known as Little Whinging. This forest was promptly cordoned off by police as 'experts' went in to attempt to subdue this monster. The official report was that nothing was found. The incidents halted and they presumed that whatever had done this had left the town due to the increased activity at night. The experts stated that the area had become an unfavourable hunting ground, so the predator had moved on./p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: null;"The truth was far from the story given to the muggles. A young dragon was found, captured, and extracted. Nobody noticed the missing professionals among the several that left the forest that night apparently scratching their heads. However, the young dragon and his portkey companions travelled to a dragon reserve in Romania. Here they deposited the small and still unidentified dragon species. There was apparently no such breed in existence that matched the baby dragon they found./p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: null;"Here the unusually small dragon was raised by none other than the head dragon keeper. Some say that his limbs were all magical replacements after each one was painfuly removed by dragons. Others say that he particularly enjoys the taste of pumpkin pasties./p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: null;"… All Harry knew was that he was a source of food and he didn't hurt him./p
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