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Once again summer for Harry potter had been awful. Living with the Dursleys has never been any fun. But now Harry was at the train station, on his way to hogworts and was free. For a while any way. Unfortunately Harry was not aloud to go to the burrow this year. Something like it was too dangerous, so that was annoying. And spending the entire summer with Dudley was just too much to take. And he did have to spend the entire summer with Dudley as the stupid bugger had broken his leg.

But now all that didn't matter because he was going to see his friends. He was currently standing at platform 9 ¾ with Hermione; they were waiting for Ron to come.  

Finally they saw him scuttling up with some difficulty, "what's wrong with you?" Hermione asked once he was in earshot

"I hit my foot of some bloody metal thing"

They boarded the train, and shortly it left the station with everyone waving to their relatives. "So how come you were on you own Ron?" Harry asked

"Everyone in my house has got the flu, cept me. I had it first" explained Ron

"Oh."

The train ride to hogworts was uneventful, Harry was surprised when Draco Malfoy didn't turn up and sneer at them. He usually found them and tried to invoke a reaction.

Getting off the train Harry saw Malfoy, but he was not himself. His head was bowed and didn't seem to hold his arrogance. Something was defiantly wrong, they got in the large carriages that took them up to hogworts castle.

Harry almost laughed when the first years arrived in the great hall, if it hadn't been for the fact he felt so sorry for them.

They were all soaking to the bone and shivering so much they seemed to be moving around the floor. But dumbledore cast a spell so they were all warm and dry again. Harry zoned out while the sorting ceremony went under way, and clapped every time Ron did. Harry was sort of day dreaming (as you do) and suddenly it seemed he was taken over. It was no longer a daydream but a sort of vision. 

His whole world flashed in a burst of white light, he felt as if he'd been pulled into a new world.

He looked at his surroundings, the sun was shinning brightly in the sky not a cloud in sight. The sun's warm rays shone down comfortingly on his skin. He was in a green meadow of long feathery grass. There was a tree, with many low branches perfect for climbing. Behind him he heard children's laughter, he whirled around a saw 6 or 7 children running towards him. There were 4 girls and 3 boys. All wearing summer clothes. Enjoying the feeling of the long grass on their bare legs and the sun on their skin. They didn't seem to see Harry, and it was obvious that they didn't when they ran straight threw him towards the tree. They immediately started climbing it.  The tree didn't even flinch at the weight of seven children on it. Strong roots placed firmly in the ground. Harry sat down and watched the children play. Then something happened, the mood changed. It was no longer the one of children playing but one of pain and suffering. The group had singled the smallest girl out and were picking on her. They all circled her and one other girl hung back looking ashamed. The group chanted at her "what wrong with your eyes Diana?"

"Yeah, why they different colours?"

"My dad said only freaks have eyes like yours."

"Yeah Diana your just a freak."

"Freak!"

"Freak!"

They all joined in shouting freak at the little girl. When the taunting began the girl stood firm but now she was beginning to waver. Harry wanted nothing more than to run over and stop them. But he knew it was point less. Harry torn his eyes away from the scene and found himself looking at the girl who hung back. She was trembling with rage, but her face showed nothing but he could have sworn her eyes were burning with an unmistakable fire. A green flame of hatred. Then one of the boys pushed the small girl and she fell on her back. Then in a flash the green-eyed girl was next to the smaller one, she glared at the others. Who looked at each other and seemed to back off, the mood changed again instead of pain it was now tension, anger and fear. The green eyed girl seemed to glow with an amazing energy; her aura began to show itself. It started flashing, glowing around her. It was a deep purple, all the children gasped. Then a brilliant light engulfed them all, Harry shaded his eyes. And there was the green-eyed girl, she was glowing and giving off an incredible energy. Harry could feel it going right through him; her hair was blowing wildly although there was no wind. And on her back, were black wings. The wings were folded neatly, and were the most beautiful things harry had ever seen. The wings were covered in feathers, not bat wings, as you would expect. You would never believe that these things could suit someone so much. She looked like some kind of an angel, standing there glowing. But who ever saw an angel with black wings?

The other children looked terrified, and so did the little one. Then they all ran away screaming for their mommies. The little one who was still on the floor looked rooted on the spot, she was just staring at our angel. The glowing girl looked down and smiled gently. She offered her hand to the small girl, who stared at it. She then scrambled away as fast as she could. Harry walked closer to the angel, she saw tears well up in those eyes and simply disappear. The purple aura faded and went out and the wind stopped blowing and her hair became normal once more. But her wings did not go back, they stayed as they were. The girl sat on the welcoming branch of the tree, face blank. Eyes simply staring at nothing. Harry knew she was feeling hurt, and was distressed because she wasn't showing it but obviously she was alone. And although she could see him he went and sat next to her on the tree. As he sat down, the girl gasped. And she turned her head and stared at where he was. Wait could she see him? He wasn't sure but inside he was still being told to comfort the child. So he gently wrapped his arm round her, not expecting to feel anything but to find his arm resting on her shoulders. He was even more shocked when the child leaned into the embrace and sighed. To say the least harry was very confused, it didn't seem as if she could see, hear or smell him but she could feel and sense him.

They sat like that for ages, harry pondered what was going on. It grew darker and colder but harry was not cold. The heat the girl emitted was amazing, then she looked up suddenly. Her eyes scanning the top of the meadow, Harry soon saw it. A large group of people, all carrying burning torches and pitchforks. Making one hell of a racket, the angel looked at harry desperately. Apparently she could see him. "Go" she whispered

"No!" harry shouted "I won't leave you!"

"You have to!"

"But I can't,"

"Harry, the only way we'll meet in your time is if you go now!"

"How do you know my name? And what do you mean?"

"That doesn't matter, just GO!"

"Alright but be careful, once I'm gone. Run and get away from here, they will kill you."

"Thank you harry, don't forget me. It's the only way."

Harry felt himself being pulled back to the reality "but wait what your name?"

But she did not answer, for he was already back in Hogworts. Being looked over by a very worried Hermione and Ron. Then he heard a earth shattering scream, and he couldn't hold in a sob.       

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