Privit Drive was empty. It was late. Everyone was asleep in their beds, warm, unaware of the three beings standing on the porch of Number Four, the oldest holding a small bundle.

"This boy will be famous! There won't be a child in our world-not a single guild in Fiore- who doesn't know his name!" A witch wearing a hat and spectacles to accompany her green dress protested, trying to sway the older wizard from leaving the child with the muggles.

"Exactly. He is far better off growing up away from all of that. Until he is ready. And when he is, a member of Fairy Tail Guild will accompany him through the worst." The old wizard set the baby down on the door step.

Behind them, the abnormally large man cleared his throat, biting back a sob. The silver bearded elder turned around.

"There, there, Hagrid. It's not really goodbye, after all." The giant, Hagrid, nodded pitifully. All three looked down at the baby and the silver bearded wizard placed an envelope on the bundle. "Good luck, Harry Potter."

The slumbering baby on the doorstep had a fresh scar on his head, above his right eyebrow. Miles away, in the England branch of Fiore, the magical kingdom-not ruled by the Ministry of Magic- a phoenix landed outside of the Fairy Tail Guildmaster's door, tapping it's beak impatiently on the glass.

The old, tiny man's snoring sputtered as he awakened, rubbing his bleary eyes. He glanced out the window and sniffed, agitated.

"Albus doesn't seem to respect times anymore. The man must know that I would be asleep by now!" The Guildmaster, Makarov Dreyar, opened the window, and the fiery bird dropped the letter on his head on it's way in.

"Oh, thanks Fawkes." Makarov rolled his eyes and yawned as he opened the letter. "Let's see...

My dear friend Dreyar,

I am most pleased to inform you that our mutual threat has been defeated. However, it comes with a terrible cost. Lily and James Potter are dead, their son, Harry now an orphan. It is young Harry who is responsible for the Dark Lord's defeat. I do not believe, however, that Voldemort is truely dead. I believe that Harry only wounded him drained his powers and weakened him. Therefore, I believe it would be wise if, when Harry arrives to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in ten years time, you send one, perhaps two of your younger guild members to protect him. I ask you this my friend, not because you owe me for saving you from that roug troll years ago, but because you and your guild members are simply the only ones I trust with this. Please respond at your earliest convenience.

Albus Dumbledore

Makarov snorted at the troll bit. You need to get rescued one time and suddenly you owe a man a hundred favors. He turned the parchment over, grabbed a quill and wrote back his agreement quickly, sending it with Fawkes.

Ten years later, a now much older, though not much taller, Makarov burst into the Dragneel household without so much as a knock, followed by Hagrid. Two pink headed siblings looked up from the breakfast they'd been eating.

The eleven year old Nina Dragneel reacted before her eighteen year old brother Natsu.

"'Allo, Hagrid!" She jumped up and hugged Hagrid around the waist as much as possible.

"Hello, Nina! I got something for ye!" He pulled out a letter with the Hogwarts seal on the back.

"A job?" Natsu asked, crossing his arms with a grin on his face. "What do you think, kid?" Natsu put his hand atop Nina's head. She shook her head, reading the letter quietly under her breath. Natsu turned his black eyes to Makarov.

"3,000 Jewel for each month you keep Harry Potter alive." Makarov nodded. "That's Fiore currency. You'll get a substantial amount of wizarding currency too."

There was silence as Nina finished reading her acceptance letter into Hogwarts, and then moved on to a letter written to her specifically from Albus Dumbledore, before moving on to her supplies. Then she looked up to realize everyone was staring at her.

"So, Hagrid...Can we go get Harry?" She smiled.

"That's why I'm here. I just brought him from those ruddy Muggles he's been living with. He's right at the Guild. I just thought to come get you on account of you needing the same school supplies.

"Well what are we waiting for? Let's go get him!" Nina ran into the room she shared with Natsu, grabbing her jacket and a ring of keys, with countless silver and 12 gold keys, as well as a deck of cards.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Natsu grabbed the back of her hood, pulling her back to him. Nina giggled and hugged her brother. "Bring Happy, okay?"

"Oh, fine." Nina huffed. "Happy!"

The little blue cat hopped off the table and onto the girl's shoulder.

"Can't believe I just got thrown into babysitting duty."

Nina's expression darkened. She pinched Happy's cheeks and pulled.

"Who you calling baby, Cat?"

"Jeeze, Lucy's dad made her leave and everything but I'm still being treated like this." Happy whined.

Lucy Heartfilia had left the Guild to keep it from being sent into a war that would rival that of Voldemort and the Order of the Phoenix. She had left Nina with the celestial gate keys, and poor Natsu with a hole in his chest.

Hagrid followed Nina back to the Guild. Nina spotted Harry Potter instantly, skipping up to him.

"Hi! You must be Harry! I'm Nina! I have a feeling we'll be good friends this coming year!" She folded her hands behind her back and grinned. Harry appraised the girl in front of him. Her hair was pink, although most would take it to be strawberry blonde. It was styled in a short bob, spiked out wildly.(A/N: Like Alice Cullen's in the movies) Her eyes were black, though they didn't seem at all dull or lifeless like one would expect- in fact they shined and twinkled happily. She was wearing a hooded leather jacket, over a flannel shirt, obviously a mans, but cut so that it revealed half the Fairy Tail Guild brand, the other half hidden by her black ruffle skirt. The look was completed with a pair of worn out knee high converse. He made note to ask her about the keys and cards in her front jacket pockets later.

"Hello." Harry nodded, smiling at her as he met her eyes again. Nina grinned brighter. Hagrid cleared his throat. Nina looked back at him, before grabbing Harry's hand and dragging him to a door next to the bar. "Where are we going?"

"To the Leaky Cauldron, of course!" Nina laughed. She then paused, remembering that he wouldn't know what that is. "That's a bar and Inn in London. A wizards bar and Inn of course. Every Guild in Fiore-that's where we are now- has a portal leading there." She opened the door and walked right through, pulling Harry along.

"Oh..."

"It's a little overwhealming at first. You'll get used to it soon, though, don't worry!"

Hagrid chuckled behind them, carrying Happy in the crook of his elbow. Nina wasn't sure when she'd lost the little cat.

"Ah! Hagrid! The usual, I presume?" The toothless barkeep, Tom, called over. Nina hooked an arm through Harry's, smiling reassuringly.

"No thanks, Tom! I'm here on official Hogwarts business. Just helping young Harry and the little Fairy Tail witch buy their school supplies."

Tom froze.

"Bless my soul...It's Harry Potter and Nina Dragneel!"

Conversation stopped completely. The an old wizard reached forward and shook Harry's hand.

"Welcome back Mr. Potter! Welcome back!"

A witch leaned up and grabbed Nina's.

"Dorris Crawford, Miss. Dragneel. I assure you'll be keeping Mr. Potter safe?" The witch watched Nina nod. "Oh, I can't believe I'm meeting you both at last!"

"Harry P-P-Potter!" A man in a turban stepped up, nervously. "Can't tell you how p-p-pleased I am to meet you! And you as well, Ms. D-Dragneel!"

"Oh, hello, Professor! I didn't see you there!" Hagrid smiled. "Harry, Nina, this is Professor Quirrell! He'll be your Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, at Hogwarts."

"Oh!" Harry held his hand out for the man to shake. Nina tilted her head to the side. "Nice to meet you."

Quirrell gave Harry's hand a scouring look.

"F-F-Fearfully f-facinating subject. N-n-not that you n-need it, E-eh, P-Potter."

'Dear God, I hope I don't have to listen to that all year. Pleas tell me he's just a shy man.' Nina's eyes rolled to the ceiling.

Hagrid cleared his throat.

"Well, must be off now. Lots to buy, and two of everything!"

"Bye!" The kids waved at their teacher. Nina rolled her eyes again once they were out of sight.

"See, Harry! You're famous!" Hagrid led them out back.

"But why? All of those people in there, how is it they know who I am? What did they mean by Nina protecting me?"

"I'm not exactly sure I'm the right person to tell you about the first question, Harry." Hagrid tapped on the brick wall.

"But as for the second, I'm a Fairy Tail Mage. Kinda my job to protect people."

Harry watched in amazement as the brick wall opened and revealed Diagon Alley.

"Welcome, Harry, to Diagon Alley!" Hagrid grinned. "Here's where you get your ink. And over here all your bits and bobs for doing your wizardry."

"But Hagrid!" Harry stopped his amazed gawking to look up at the giant. "How am I to pay for all this? I haven't any money!"

"Well there's your money, Harry!" Hagrid pointed at Gringotts Bank. "Gringotts, the wizarding bank! Ain't no safer place, not one. Except perhaps Hogwarts."