Harry Potter is JK Rowling's not mine!
PROLOGUE
Harry had just graduated from Hogwarts. Ever true to her word, Professor McGonagall helped Harry become and auror, well he was on his way, at least. Before he started his training, Harry wanted to go on vacation. Without anyone to fuss over him. And that's just what he did.
If the shopkeepers in a neighborhood of Bremen, Germany had looked out of their window on the night of July 31, they would have seen many things. For example: adults scurrying about, children begging their parents for toys, tourists, or even an occasional furry animal. But they would have also noticed a young raven-haired tourist with a lightning scar on his forehead. Little did they know who he was. It was Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived.
Walking down the street on the last night of his vacation, Harry spotted a small kitten. A tiny kitten, really. He stopped and picked it up, then promptly put the kitten inside his coat. It was shivering.
'What should I call you,' Harry thought... and oh! 'No. That won't do. You look like a Kreon. You really do'
"Kreon. How do you like that?" Harry asked the kitten as it purred. "Yes, I think you like that. You will be Kreon from now on." - - -
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