p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"strongTo whom it may concern :: I apologize in advance for, not exactly ruining Harry Potter [as this is ], but for... well... okay I feel like I'm ruining the books. But, hey, this is my fanfiction so I can do what I want [within the guidelines and reason, of course]! Here we go with the I don't own anything good about this story just that [hopefully] ordinary and boring Hayden character. I tried to make her as un-Mary Sue-ish as emI /emcould./strong/p
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p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"For Hayden St. James, living on Danglars Road, the road behind Privet Drive, had always seemed cliche to her. She was the girl next door. Of course Harry Potter was appealing to her, he was the attractive boy who lived! Who didn't fall in love the moment they met him? The first time emshe /emhad met him was before Harry Potter was aware that he was a wizard. It was so hard not to tell him, her parents told her to trust Headmaster Dumbledore and, of course, she did. So she had grown up with the boy and it was exhausting trying to get to him! Every time she tried to just say 'hi' to Harry in primary school Dudley and his gang got in her way and chased after Harry for sport or tried to convince her to hang out with Piers. Yeah right, the kid had the face of a rat! Not to mention he was part of Dudley's gang and held Harry while Dudley attacked him. She swore that she'd pick him first if she was ever chosen as a captain for gym, but she never was considering the fact that she was lousy at that stuff. There was the time she tried to peek over the Dursley's hedge to introduce herself but she just stared from her window, trying to muster up courage until he had finished his work in the Dursley's backyard garden and went inside to do more outrageous things that the Dursley's had asked -or rather told- him to do. And the one day he ended up on the roof of the school kitchens, she was seconds away from approaching him but her backpack was hit by a kickball and all her things fell out, papers flying in a sudden gust of wind. Just her luck, right?/p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"Her parents didn't even like the Dursleys. When Hayden was about two years old, she had stubbornly refused food and naps when one of her favorite toys had been taken away. It only happened once but of course Mrs. Dursley had gotten her hands dirty and treated the news like gossip. Anna St. James immediately regretted saying anything the moment the words left her lips. To the St. James parents, the garden hedges kept Hayden safer from the cruelty of all the neighbors, they were about as Muggle-ish as you could get, and because Hayden's parents were very careful with their only child, almost emover/emprotective. So why did the St. James family live here? Same reason for Mrs. Figg, living around here, to keep Harry Potter safe. Anna and Peter St. James were two of the best aurors the Ministry had out there but this was a mission directly from the Order of the Phoenix. They used to be a part of the crowd but after having Hayden, they had decided to drop out. As much as they wanted to resist, they couldn't endanger their little girl. Things changed when the Potters were attacked. Anna and Lily were pretty close in their last year of school. Lily was Anna's best friend and Anna was only one of the many of Lily's friends. Peter's heart went out to Harry but he still attempted putting his foot down when Dumbledore asked for the St. James' help to protect Harry. As noble as Hayden's father could be, Hayden and Anna were his world and he didn't want that endangered, even if it seemed, You-Know-Who was gone for good. Anna had gently placed her hand on his arm and with one look at his wife he knew that she was right and this was going to happen. So the family picked up and moved to Little Whinging, Surrey. They arrived within a week of Harry's own unexpected arrival./p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"Hayden was nearly eleven when she had gotten her letter; August twenty-sixth was her birthday. Her father had taken her to Diagon Alley on the first of August and Hayden had received all that she had needed and more. The and more was some Drooble's Best Blowing Gum and, for her birthday, a brand new, brown and white northern saw-whet owl. He was the most beautiful creature she'd ever laid eyes on and immediately she knew his name, Charles. Of course she made him go by Charlie, though./p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"All that day under the sunshine that made the crooked cobblestone sidewalk almost glint, she had eagerly searched for her black hair, green eyed classmate but he was nowhere to be found. When her father had asked her about it early on she told him she was just so excited to get her things for Hogwarts, later that night, though, she had admitted that she wanted to talk to Harry now that he had full knowledge of his being a wizard. Her father, however, seemed relieved they hadn't run into him and he explained that the day Harry went out, the very morning before this, Harry didn't even know he was a wizard. Then he said something about it being complicated and not wanting Hayden to be the one to tell Harry about his past. Peter almost knew for a fact that Harry hadn't but was pretty sure that Hagrid would be the one to bring Harry up to speed. Still, he wanted to make sure that Harry knew everything he should before Hayden attempted to talk to Harry about anything. When he got the okay from Dumbledore and told Hayden she could talk to Harry if she found him outside alone again, she eagerly waited for him to come out and water the hedges or pull weeds or emsomething/em. Unfortunately, Harry spent almost all of August inside the Dursley's home./p
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p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"strongLove, Allison/strongstrong :: /strongstrongThere was the introduction, hope I didn't leave anything too important out of the story and I hope it made enough sense for whomever is reading this to understand./strong/p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; text-align: center;"strongEnjoy./strong/p
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p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"For Hayden St. James, living on Danglars Road, the road behind Privet Drive, had always seemed cliche to her. She was the girl next door. Of course Harry Potter was appealing to her, he was the attractive boy who lived! Who didn't fall in love the moment they met him? The first time emshe /emhad met him was before Harry Potter was aware that he was a wizard. It was so hard not to tell him, her parents told her to trust Headmaster Dumbledore and, of course, she did. So she had grown up with the boy and it was exhausting trying to get to him! Every time she tried to just say 'hi' to Harry in primary school Dudley and his gang got in her way and chased after Harry for sport or tried to convince her to hang out with Piers. Yeah right, the kid had the face of a rat! Not to mention he was part of Dudley's gang and held Harry while Dudley attacked him. She swore that she'd pick him first if she was ever chosen as a captain for gym, but she never was considering the fact that she was lousy at that stuff. There was the time she tried to peek over the Dursley's hedge to introduce herself but she just stared from her window, trying to muster up courage until he had finished his work in the Dursley's backyard garden and went inside to do more outrageous things that the Dursley's had asked -or rather told- him to do. And the one day he ended up on the roof of the school kitchens, she was seconds away from approaching him but her backpack was hit by a kickball and all her things fell out, papers flying in a sudden gust of wind. Just her luck, right?/p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"Her parents didn't even like the Dursleys. When Hayden was about two years old, she had stubbornly refused food and naps when one of her favorite toys had been taken away. It only happened once but of course Mrs. Dursley had gotten her hands dirty and treated the news like gossip. Anna St. James immediately regretted saying anything the moment the words left her lips. To the St. James parents, the garden hedges kept Hayden safer from the cruelty of all the neighbors, they were about as Muggle-ish as you could get, and because Hayden's parents were very careful with their only child, almost emover/emprotective. So why did the St. James family live here? Same reason for Mrs. Figg, living around here, to keep Harry Potter safe. Anna and Peter St. James were two of the best aurors the Ministry had out there but this was a mission directly from the Order of the Phoenix. They used to be a part of the crowd but after having Hayden, they had decided to drop out. As much as they wanted to resist, they couldn't endanger their little girl. Things changed when the Potters were attacked. Anna and Lily were pretty close in their last year of school. Lily was Anna's best friend and Anna was only one of the many of Lily's friends. Peter's heart went out to Harry but he still attempted putting his foot down when Dumbledore asked for the St. James' help to protect Harry. As noble as Hayden's father could be, Hayden and Anna were his world and he didn't want that endangered, even if it seemed, You-Know-Who was gone for good. Anna had gently placed her hand on his arm and with one look at his wife he knew that she was right and this was going to happen. So the family picked up and moved to Little Whinging, Surrey. They arrived within a week of Harry's own unexpected arrival./p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"Hayden was nearly eleven when she had gotten her letter; August twenty-sixth was her birthday. Her father had taken her to Diagon Alley on the first of August and Hayden had received all that she had needed and more. The and more was some Drooble's Best Blowing Gum and, for her birthday, a brand new, brown and white northern saw-whet owl. He was the most beautiful creature she'd ever laid eyes on and immediately she knew his name, Charles. Of course she made him go by Charlie, though./p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"All that day under the sunshine that made the crooked cobblestone sidewalk almost glint, she had eagerly searched for her black hair, green eyed classmate but he was nowhere to be found. When her father had asked her about it early on she told him she was just so excited to get her things for Hogwarts, later that night, though, she had admitted that she wanted to talk to Harry now that he had full knowledge of his being a wizard. Her father, however, seemed relieved they hadn't run into him and he explained that the day Harry went out, the very morning before this, Harry didn't even know he was a wizard. Then he said something about it being complicated and not wanting Hayden to be the one to tell Harry about his past. Peter almost knew for a fact that Harry hadn't but was pretty sure that Hagrid would be the one to bring Harry up to speed. Still, he wanted to make sure that Harry knew everything he should before Hayden attempted to talk to Harry about anything. When he got the okay from Dumbledore and told Hayden she could talk to Harry if she found him outside alone again, she eagerly waited for him to come out and water the hedges or pull weeds or emsomething/em. Unfortunately, Harry spent almost all of August inside the Dursley's home./p
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p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"strongLove, Allison/strongstrong :: /strongstrongThere was the introduction, hope I didn't leave anything too important out of the story and I hope it made enough sense for whomever is reading this to understand./strong/p