In a small, quiet house in a small, quiet town, I sat huddled up beneath the stairs. This spot, the cupboard under the staircase, was the 'bedroom' I had been allowed. Sure, I was glad to sleep inside a house and behind a closed door, but would it kill them to let me use the spare bedroom? Oh, excuse me, Dudley's second bedroom. Because that's completely necessary.

But this was my cupboard, after all, so here I stayed whenever I could get the chance. It wasn't too bad, honestly. I was small for an eleven-year-old (well, nearly eleven), which made the cramped space seem a little less tiny.

On this day in late summer, I was enjoying that to its fullest when I suddenly felt something land on my head and proceed to slide down onto the blanket beside me. Blinking in surprise, I picked it up.

A letter?

I stared at the envelope - marked only with my name - for a long moment before I hurriedly tore into the paper. In less than five seconds, the contents were unfolded in my hands. Almost giddy, I read the letter.

To Harry Potter,

My name is Chronos, and starting in about 24 hours, I will be sticking around near you. I figure it's better to give you some warning first.

I won't hurt you, I actually want to protect you. You're going to be important, and as the latest Time Spirit I want to support you and guide you towards a better future. Before I can meet you in person, however, I need to check on your enrollment to a special school.

Please don't be nervous or anything. The school is a place filled with people that will bring you happiness. I guess you could call it a magical place.

I look forward to speaking to you tomorrow!

~Chronos

I raised an eyebrow and read it again. And again. And once more. Then I sighed heavily and contemplated what little information I could get from the letter. Some guy was going to be protecting me? That was strange and unprecedented, but not unwelcome. As for the school, I was curious, and if it was better than my current situation (which wouldn't be difficult) I would go for it.

But… Chronos said I was important. How could a kid like me, who had nothing going for him, possibly be important?

I resigned myself to a fate of waiting to find out later.

Word Count: 409

Thank you to all of those who told me about the coding issue. I thought I had checked already, but it seems not.

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