Shebajay! I can't believe you are still following me O.O! XD Anyways thanks to those who reviewed the last chapters. There are going to be many things that are different in this fanfic, hopefully you will like it and won't be disappointed anways...ON WITH THE CHAPTER!

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Years seemed to fly by without Harry noticing. His daily life did not change a lot with the exception of needing glasses to see. He didn't like the ones he was given but he didn't protest as he could now see well. Tom started to visit more especially when he was feeling extremely emotional. They would talk for hours on end. Harry began learning about the wizarding world and their culture. He learned the proper way to greet someone and manners most of the purebloods used. Tom made sure he would be prepared. It always saddened Harry when he had to wake up and leave Tom. Every now and then he would space out in order to continue talking with Tom only to be hit by his uncle for not paying attention.

Tom also showed him how to do Wandless magic. Nothing big, mostly moving small objects and a few things here and there. Out of his relatives line of sight of course. He also taught him some things while he was out of the house as it would draw to much attention to him otherwise in the house.

When Harry woke up it was a regular day. The only thing different was his birthday coming up in a little more than a week. He was excited as he was finally turning eleven. Tom promised him his letter would be coming any day now and that all he had to do was be patient. After making breakfast and being yelled at for making the bacon incorrectly Vernon yelled at him to get the mail. Quickly Harry did as he was told. When he picked up the mail he noticed an old letter made of parchment addressed to him it even knew where he slept. 'They know I sleep in the cupboard under the stairs?' Harry thought rather angrily. Pushing it away for the moment he tried to hide the letter to no avail.

A big shadow came over him and grabbed the letter out of his hand. His eyes widen in surprise and a hint of anger. He was watched as his giant cousin wave the letter over his head as he fast walked down the hall and into the living room saying, "Dad! Dad! Harry's got a letter!" Harry followed his brother feeling his anger mount. He entered the room as his whale of an uncle grabbed the letter with a smug look on his face.

"Now who would be writing to..." His smug look melted into a look of shock and worry. He looked up to his horse of a wife who came over and they both look at each other in horror.

Vernon immediately ripped the letter to pieces before tossing it into the fireplace. "Piece of trash," he muttered. 'Hey! That's mine!' Harry wanted to shout. Instead he glared at his uncle furiously. It was no use his uncle just glared back at him. All of a sudden Vernon reared back as if he was hurt. "Ah what the hell did you do you freak?!" he shouted.

"Dear what's wrong?" Petunia inquired immediately by his side. Harry was just as confused. He hadn't done anything to his knowledge. 'I have a good handle on any accidental magic…Then again I haven't been this angry in a long time…'

"That freak did something to me!" Vernon shouted. Standing up he pushed Harry to the ground. Harry had no time to do anything else but curl up as his uncle shouted at him. Dudley laughed at him in the background while Petunia did nothing but watch. It wasn't long before he was left there to nurse his wounds by himself.

He slowly stood up and winced at the pain. He then, as quickly as he could, went back to his cupboard. He couldn't decide rather to be angry at his relatives or at the people who sent the letter, so he settled on both. He looked himself over and frowned. He had a few cuts, but didn't have a way to deal with them. Though that was nothing new, it still bothered him.

It didn't surprise him when he found himself in his mind. Tom was there waiting for him. "Are you alright Harry?" Tom inquired. "I could feel your anger."

His Connection to Tom got a little stronger as the years went by. Now Tom is able to feel Harry emotions when they were strong and according to Tom, it worked the other way as well. When Harry told him about feeling emotions that weren't his.

"Uncle Vernon ripped up my Hogwarts letter!" Harry replied. "Now I'll never be able to go!"

"Shh, don't worry little one," Tom comforted. "I'm sure they will send you another letter. After all not everyone believes in magic. If it gets too far they'll probably even send someone to come help you. I had a professor come and see me after all."

"You did?" Harry asked with wide eyes.

"Yes. Professor Dumbledore, the old goat himself, came and told me about Hogwarts."

"Wow."

"He probably won't be the one to talk with you but I'm sure another one of Hogwarts staff will come instead."

"I hope so, cause at this rate, I am going to be here for the rest of my life as an house elf.." A flash of anger surged through Tom's eyes.

"If they don't we can probably figure things out on how to get you there." Harry nodded his head and sighed.

"Let's just hope I don't have to wait to long." Tom made a motion with his hand a couch appeared. He sat in it and looked up at Harry.

"While you are here want to learn a few more things?" Harry's anger melted away and he sat down next to Tom with excitement in his eyes. A small smile appeared on Tom's lips, though you would have to look really hard to see it and lept into another lesson of the wizarding world.

Just like Tom promised another letter came in the next day but this time Vernon got to it before Harry could. Once again Vernon ripped it apart before his eyes. Each day the letters would come with increased frequency and each time Vernon would rip, tear, and burn them before Harry's eyes. Harry was getting frustrated and could only hold back his anger so much with Tom encouragement. He expected everything to be the same the day before his birthday. Vernon was thinking of having them pack up and leave to get away from the owls flooding their house with letters. A knock on the front door changed everything.

Harry was the one to answer the door and when he did he was shocked. There on the front step was a woman wearing long, navy blue robes. She had her hair pulled away from her face. Harry just stared at her blankly. "May I come in young man?" she inquired. Harry didn't know what to do. He didn't have long to think before Vernon came into the room.

"Who is it?" he called out. Harry looked back at his uncle and shrugged. He assumed she was a teacher at Hogwarts but he wasn't sure. When Vernon saw the woman his face got red. "What are you doing here?"

"I am here with concerns to Mr. Potter. He has not replied to any of the owls we sent him so we found it imperative that we come and retrieve him. My name is Aurora Sinstra. I have come to talk to Harry about his Hogwarts letter."

"He doesn't want to go," Vernon told her.

"I think that it is his choice," Aurora told him. "Now Mr. Potter do you wish to attend Hogwarts?"

Harry pulled out a notebook and wrote down a few questions he wanted answered. What is Hogwarts? What letters are you talking about? Can I really go? Once he was done he passed the note to Aurora who was looking confused.

"Why are you writing down your answers?" she inquired.

"The boy is shy. He doesn't like to speak," Vernon spit out in disgust. Aurora turned and glared at him.

"I see. Anyways as for your questions Hogwarts is a school for gifted students like you. We've been sending letters for the past week waiting for you to respond."

My Uncle has been ripping up the letters. How am I gifted? Harry wrote down in response.

"You didn't tell him?" Aurora said rounding on Vernon. "How could you?! Harry you are a wizard! Just like your parents and your grandparents on your father's side!"

Really? Harry wrote excitedly. He had always wondered about his family. After hearing about the wizarding world he had hoped he wasn't a muggleborn but hearing it confirmed made him happy.

Aurora nodded. "Of course, I wouldn't be here otherwise if it were untrue. With that much wizard blood in you there is no mistake that you would have magical ability. Have you done anything that couldn't be explained?"

Harry lowered his head and did a slight nod eyes flickering to the Dursleys.

The movement didn't go unnoticed and Aurora lifted an eyebrow.

"I see…Well we better get going. There are many supplies we must get. Come on let's go," Aurora said. Harry didn't question her much and followed behind her. She led him to a dark alley that wasn't used much and looked around suspiciously. "Take a deep breath and don't let go of me."

Quickly Harry complied and was glad he did. It felt like he was being sucked through a straw. He hated the entire thing. Harry knew of apparation from Tom. He told him even though it was convenient to use it was a horrible feeling. He told him that he would teach him how to use it once they get all his traces off from both his body and wand once he got one. When they reached their destination though he was amazed. Everything around them was bright and he could practically taste the magic in the air. As much as he hated apparation he couldn't help but agree with him on the use of it.

Where are we? Harry inquired.

"This is Diagonal Alley," Aurora replied. "It is one of the few magical districts in Britain and is where most people go for their magical needs. There are a few other obscure places however this is the main one."

Harry looked around and saw Wizards and Witches of all ages rushing from place to place, other then a few who looked to be window shopping.

"Now then, I think we should get your trunk situated first so you have something to place your purchases when we are all done." Her face brightened a little as if she remembered something. "Oh how could I forget. We need to go to your vault first."

Harry looked at her with a look of confusion on his face. Vault? He wrote. He knew what Gringotts was from Tom, but he had to play ignorant. After all, he isn't supposed to know anything about the wizarding world.

Aurora nods. "Yes your vault in Gringotts. It is a wizard bank run by goblins. Interesting creatures goblins." Harry gave her another confused look. After all he had to make it convincing.

Goblins?

"Yes. They are underappreciated and often revolt. You will learn more about that in your history of magic class. Now let's hurry before it gets even more crowded."

They made their way through the crowd with no problem. No one looked twice at Harry or Aurora as they headed up to the bank. They had to stand in a line like everyone else. Once the goblin shouted "Next!" they came forward. "State your name and business."

"Aurora Sinistra here with Harry Potter to access his vault," Aurora replied. The goblin nodded.

"Do you have his key?" he inquired. The wizards and witches in the bank suddenly became excited and started whispering to one another.

"Did they say Harry Potter?"

"He's here?"

"Can you see him?"

Harry tried his best to ignore the voices but he was uncomfortable as people began to stare at him. Luckily the goblin led them away to an old miners' cart. Once they were inside the cart began to move. It was fast and dizzying as it took sharp twists and turns. Harry wasn't able to get a good look around since everything was moving so fast. Finally they stopped in front of large double doors.

Aurora got out with Harry almost stumbling behind her.

"Key." The goblin said holding out his hand. Aurora gave it to him and he opened the door with a loud click. The doors swung open and they both walked up to it. Harry's eyes widen at the sheer size of the pile of gold in front of him.

"This is your trust fund. You won't be able to get into the Potter vault until you are emancipated." Harry's eyes widen some more. If this is just his trust fond, he can't imagine his family vault. "Your family vault also has other things in it other then gold, but you will have to wait to find out until you are older."

Harry decided right then and there to figure out how to get into his family vault legally. You never know if there is something that might come in handy in there.

Aurora walked in and picked up 3 different color coins. "There are three different coins that we use for currency. The brown ones," She indicated to it, "is called a Knut." She handed it to him to look at it. "The silver one is called a Sickle." She handed that one to him next. "And this gold one is a Galleon." handing the last one to him to examine it. "Twenty-nine Knuts make a Sickle and seventeen sickles make a Galleon. Do you need me to explain again?" Harry looked up to her and shook his head no.

"Good now," She reached into a pocket, pulled a little bag with a drawstring out and handed it to him. "That bag is spelled for anti-theft." She gave him a little push towards him money. "Now grab as much as you think is necessary, but not too much. The bag is also spelled to hold a lot, but you never know what might happen."

Harry nodded and grabbed some of the money.

He was careful to only take what he thought he might need. Despite their being and anti-theft spell he didn't want to chance it especially if the remainder would come with him to the Dursley's. Once he was done they were ushered out and went through another roller coaster ride in the mine cart. Now the trip to Diagon Alley could really begin.

After getting a trunk with anti-theft, compartment expansions and Auto resizing, Aurora shrunk the trunk and handed it to Harry. Harry placed it in a pocket. Harry knew that there are better ones and that there are custom, but decided to wait to get one that is much better when he can come by himself.

"Now that we got your trunk, let's go to Madam Malkin's to get your robes." Harry nodded and they left.

When they got there they encountered a short, smiling woman. "Well good evening Aurora and who might that be?" she asked.

Aurora looked down and noticed that Harry appeared to be hiding behind her. Harry decided that his uncle actually gave him a good idea about being shy. Though he decided to act shy around humans. You never know how they would take that. A lifted eyebrow on Aurora's end.

"It's alright Harry." She gave him a light push so that he was in front of her. "Madam Malkin, Harry. Harry, Madam Malkin." She looks up to said woman. "He is here to get his robes for Hogwarts." She nodded and grabbed her wand. A swish and a couple of measuring tapes appeared and measured him.

While this was happening he looked around and saw other outfits other than robes. 'Looks like I am going to be doing a lot of shopping when I am by myself.' he thought. Another swish and the measuring tapes disappeared.

"Alright, I will have the robes done in a few hours. You still have some shopping to do yes?" Aurora nodded. "Then come back after you are done and they should be done."

After saying their goodbyes Aurora led him to a store that was called Flourish and Blotts. They entered the store and his eyes widen at the sheer amount of books there was. In all shapes and sizes, from leather to silk.

"Well Harry from the looks of it you would like to look around. I need to find a couple of book myself and will be on the second floor. You have your list, correct?" Harry nodded. "Come and find me when you are done, if I don't come to you first." Another nod and the went up a staircase. Harry walked further into the store. He went down an isle skimming the spins of the books. So intranzed of all the books that he almost didn't see the other kid and almost ran into him. The kid looked up from his book.

"Watched where you are going." he said and glared with piercing silver eyes. His platnium blonde hair was styled back. Harry opened his notebook.

Sorry.

An eyebrow lifted.

"I suppose I wasn't looking where I was going either," the blond replied smoothly. Harry thought he kind of reminded him of Tom. Unconsciously he straightened slightly. "I am Draco Malfoy. Who might you be?"

Harry was the simple reply written. Draco stared at him for a minute.

"Harry Potter?" he asked in awe. Harry frowned at him.

Why do people say my name with so much awe? I'm not that important…Harry inquired. He was puzzled by everyone's reaction to him. It was strange and completely different from what he was used to.

"Not that important?" Draco stated shocked. "You took down the Dark Lord when you fifteen months old! Everyone has heard all about you and your deeds."

Dark Lord?

"You really don't know? Where have you been?"

My relatives raised me they are non-magical.

"No wonder you know nothing of this world. Don't worry I can help out with that," Draco said arrogantly. Harry rolled his eyes.

I know plenty, he replied My friend mentioned some of the creatures and culture to me whenever he had a chance to! He even mentioned the houses and Hogwarts to me! Harry then froze. He hadn't meant to write all of that. It went against his persona of knowing nothing of the world. He just hated when people said he was ignorant.

"Really now?" Draco drawled. "Yet he didn't tell you anything political like that? The whole magical community shifted after that."

Well he never talked much about that only answering any questions I had…He caught me doing some accidental magic and explained everything to me then. We don't get to really see each other often, Harry wrote. It was vague enough to show what he knew without telling him about Tom. Harry was a bit selfish but he didn't really want to share how great his friend was.

"Who is your friend? He should have recognized you write away. After all the lightning bolt scar on your forehead is a dead giveaway now that I look at you," Draco replied.

I'm not sure I should tell you just yet. We just met and you said I was famous. For all I know you could tell someone about my friend and try to harm him.

"You know I think you'd fit very well into Slytherin," Draco informed him. "Want to be friends?" Draco put out his hand. After considering it for a moment Harry took his hand and shook it.

Draco soon left and Harry gathered all the necessary books that were on the list, along with a few others that caught his eye that may be helpful. He grabbed a book about creatures, one of each subject of his classes that weren't his class books to get a better idea of things and possibly get ahead.

Aurora came down while he was looking through a book about important discoveries over the years. She glances at the pile next to him.

"I take it you got what you need and more?" She asked. Harry jumps a little surprised by the sudden voice. He closed the book and placed it back onto the shelf while nodding. "Then let's go pay for everything and go get your wand." Harry's eyes brightened up in excitement at the mention of the wand. He lifted his pile of books and noticed that Aurora had a few of her own. They walked up to the counter and placed the book on top of it. After paying for their books Aurora shrunk the bags down and handed Harry the one that had has his books in to place into his pocket while she she did the same with her own. The left the shop and moments later arrived at a store that had a sign naming it Olllivanders. As they walked inside there was a sound of a soft bell announcing their presence. They were greeted by a ton of dust and thing long boxes on the shelves that Harry guessed were wands.

"Ah, Aurora Sinstra. Nice to see you again. Blackthorn, ten and a half inches with Dragon heartstring core, durable. How is it treating you?"

"The same as when I first got it, really dependable. Nice to see you again as well Ollivander." Ollivander turned to Harry.

"And nice to see you in more store at last . Your eyes are as bright as your mothers. Willow, ten and a quarter inches long, really swishy. Very excellent wand for charm work." Though you look striking like your father. Mahogany, eleven inches. Worked best for transfiguration. Now than." He turned towards the shelves. Let's see what wand chooses you." He grabbed a few wands and went over to him. He pulled out and handed it to him, only to grab it out of his hand a second later. He gave him another. "Wave it."

Harry did as he was told and a nearby vase exploded. He was given another that made a chair fly across the store. After a few more wands and exploding objects later, Ollivander went back to the shelves. He paused and Harry saw him say something to himself. He grabbed a box and walked up to him.

He hesitated for a second, but opened the box and handed the wand to him. There was a light gust of wind and the wand tip glowed red and a tiny bird appeared before disappearing.

"Holly, eleven inches with a phoenix feather as it's core, though it's very curious." Harry looked at him confused.

"I remember every wand I have sold Mr. Potter. I sold one that was Yew, thirteen and a half inches. What is curious is that the phoenix that gave it's feather to that one also gather another to the wand that is currently in your hand, making them brothers. The same one that gave you that scar." Harry's eyes widen, putting to and to together. It was the Dark Lord's wand.

Harry noticed Aurora shift uncomfortably, possible putting to and to together as well and stepped forward.

"How much?" she asked.

"Seven Galleons." Harry gave him the money. They bid a farewell and left the shop. After stopping at a few more store to get stuff like quills and parchment, they went back to Madam Malkins to pick up his school robes. She then apparated back to the alley that they used before and escorted him back to the house. They stopped at the doorstep.

"Well then Mr. Potter. I will come back to help you to the train station on September 1st." Harry nodded and she left. Reluctantly he opened the door to his mundane life. As soon as he stepped through the door Vernon was yelling and throwing a fit. Harry wished he could already be at Hogwarts and safe. 'Just a bit more…' Harry thought before he was locked away in his room.

Aura: And we are done, yay!~

Yuki: We are kind of pathetic. It takes us forever to write out chapters. I'm surprised people follow us

Then again at least we eventually get it done'

Aura: I think they got used to it, when it comes to me XD

As it is I need to work on the other ff O.O;;

Oh why can't I get the ambition to! *cries*

Yuki: It's alright

I don't have much ambition to write much usually

I think we motivate each other

Aura: Well depending on the situation that is

I mean that Draco part got us both stumped XD

Yuki: True

Aura: Anyways we are rambling on. I hoped that you liked this chapter. We both thought using Sinstra was a nice change compared to other fics~

Well, mostly Yuki did, but I eventually agreed with her XD

Yuki: Hey I like to be original. Besides we can mold her how we want considering there isn't much on her

Aura: True~ Anyways see ya guys around!~

Yuki: Bye bye~