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1960 - England

Agetha rocked the crying baby in her arms. It was late, but of course babies never truly knew what time it really was. William stood in the door, watching as his son started to calm down. "He has quite the lungs on him, doesn't he."

Agetha gave a warm smile as she laid the boy gently in his crib. "That he does. My precious James."

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A cloaked figure moved silently down the street, a basket in hand. She had started out with two baskets, but one had been delivered already. She moved up the walk and placed the basket down gently. A strand of the cloaked figures forest green hair fell into the basket as she bent over it. Before she could remove her hair a small hand grasped it tight. She gave a sad smile, her garnet eyes meeting cheerful crystal blue ones. The cloaked woman freed her hair from the babe and traced a finger down the girl's cheek. "Be well my Princess." She than rang the doorbell and disappeared in a flash of green.

William opened the door a moment later and looked around. He was about to close the door when a clapping sound drew his attention to the basket. "Agetha?"

Agetha moved past him to peer into the basket and emerged with a tiny bundle wrapped in a blanket. "Oh William, she's beautiful. How could someone just abandon her?"

"I don't know, love." He searched the basket and found a note.

Dear Mr. & Mrs. Potter,

Due to the current situation here, my darling daughter Serenity is not safe. I wish I could say that I could protect her, but I can not. I bid that you raise her as your own and give her the happy life that I can not. She is magically inclined, as I know you both are and as such I feel she would fit right in.

Lady Serenity

Agetha smiled brightly at her husband as he finished reading the letter. "We can't disregard the letter or this precious girl, William."

William gave a small nod as he pulled his wife into the house. "You are too right. It looks very much like James has gotten a baby sister."

As William Potter closed the door behind him, so did four other families. Five families that night acquired a new member of their family, each a girl and each mysteriously appearing in a basket on their front porch.