Albus did take the oblivious eleven year old girl away, but he didn't take her to Hogwarts.

September 1 - 9:00 am

Sereia fidgeted with her white dress and stared anxiously to the ground, her trunk was located next to her, and on top of it was the cage that homed her two beloved barn owls Apollo and Artemis.

"Sereia, how many times have I told you that I can't go with you to the Platform" Said wizard sighed, never in his life would he had imagined Albus coming to him asking him for a favor, and yet, he had accepted taking care of this peculiar girl once the question left his brothers mouth.

The only thought he had in his mind was to take this child away from his selfish brother before she suffered the same ending as their late sister, but he never really considered that he would form a bond with this girl. Now after three years of taking care of her and homeschooling her, she calls him uncle.

Sereia lowered her eyes, her expression sad, but she nodded anyways.

"Child, I know you are scared for this will be your first time going away from me, but you have to understand, you need to be around people of your age, and Hogwarts is the most ideal option we have for you" Aberforth caressed her hair affectionately. He knew of her real nature, he was well aware that she was not a wizard child, but instead, a creation of pure magic and energy. In reality, he didn't want Sereia anywhere near Albus, but he was told of her destiny as Potter's companion, so taking her farther away and for such a long time, was not the best idea.

Creatures like her need to be with their destined ones.

So with that said, Sereia kissed her uncles cheek as a farewell, grabbed a hold of her trunk along with the cage of her owls and walked to the fireplace ready to travel via Floo Network.


Sereia walked around the halls of the scarlet train looking for a compartment. She was beyond terrified, her breathing was fast, her eyes changed direction every second as she played absentmindedly with her braided hair. Her trunk was placed away in the train along with the cage, but she had freed her owls before boarding the transport so they could fly during the trip.

The young lady had grown out of her awkward state in the past three years. Her body developed in the areas it was lacking, like her bust and bottom, her light tanned skin was missing glossiness for she had not been in the water since a while ago. Her hair grew to be ticker, and wavier reaching her waist. Her ocean blue eyes glittered with bliss. Sereia was a small girl, her height consisted in 5.3ft, but it is as expected for she was still very young.

Her plump pale lips and straight aristocratic nose along with her almond shaped eyes which were framed by a thick set of eye lashes completed the airy beauty of a magical creature.

Sereia stopped walking when she spotted a lady pushing a trolley full of sweets towards her direction. She immediately bit her lower lip as she eyed longingly at the candy. She pulled out some money and walked up to the cart, and completely forgot about finding a compartment.

Sereia pointed at a chocolate frog, her cheeks red because of how embarrassed she was for not being able to talk, ah, the curse of been a mute. And she had lived in doors for 3 years, so she had lost social practice.

The lady turned to look at her, and was about to say something when the compartment exactly next to where the trolley was, opened revealing two young lads. A tall ginger boy and a dark haired boy with glasses.

Sereia blushed when they both stared at her. She looked shyly at them and suddenly started to feel this strange pull over the boy with the glasses. And in turn, this boy seemed to be staring at her with an intense look.

Of course, the lady of the trolley had to interrupt the moment "Ahjem" Sereia gasped softly when she realized her embarrassing stare, so she just pointed at the chocolate frog once again and handed the money to the lady. Then she went to walk passed the trolley to continue looking for a compartment.

The trolley lady smiled knowingly to herself as she walked away.

"Hey! You! Are you new? What grade are you in?" Sereia stopped and turned to look back only to find the ginger boy looking at her. She nodded slightly and then lifted her hand showing 4 fingers, which meant she was in fourth year, but she wasn't sure they had understood her.

"So you're new? Do you… Do you have any friends yet?" Sereia immediately looked at the dark haired boy when she realized it was him who talked. She shook her head and started fiddling with her fingers.


Harry was literally hypnotized by this girl "Would you… by any chance want to sit with us?" he asked slowly, cautiously, almost as if he were afraid to scare her away, which really didn't look hard to do.

He noticed her eyes glancing around while she paused to think her answer. Then he finally saw her nod.

Harry looked at Ron for a second, and found him blushing. He suddenly felt possessive over the girl.

"Guys? What's taking you so long?" Hermione poked her head out of the compartment and saw her two best friends standing in the hallway along with a girl.

Hermione looked at the girl with an analyzing gaze "You're new right? I haven't seen you in the previous years, and you seem to be near our age"

The girl nodded and started playing with the box of her chocolate frog shyly. "Well, what are you guys waiting? Come on in! No need to be afraid" Hermione directed the last two sentences to the girl and smiled at her warmly.

When they all sat down and closed the door, Ron started talking with Hermione about the Quidditch World Cup, but Harry stayed silent. He was staring at the girl, who was looking back at him through her bangs.

That's when Harry realized that he didn't know her name "I'm Harry, Harry Potter, so… what's your name?"

He curiously looked at her as she took out a simple white wand that looked to be made with a material similar to marble. Then she started writing something on the hair.

'My name is Sereia'

"Sereia…" Harry whispered her name, testing the feeling when he pronounced it. He saw her nod at him with a small smile, he felt his own mouth curving into a bright and bigger version of said smile. "W-What a p-pretty name" He cursed at his stuttering, not wanting to look awkward in front of her.

Hermione had seen their interaction, and decided to interrupt with an important question to Sereia. She didn't want to be rude, but she was naturally curious.

"Why don't you talk?"