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Harrison's POV

They were eating dinner early when his mother flooed in. She was wearing her white healer robes.

Harrison greeted happily, "Mom!"

Lily smiled at him her eyes looking them over, "How are my boys today?"

Both Harrison and Alex replied, "Yes, mom!"

Alex had spent most of his time in the quidditch supply store. He was a lot like their father. Both loved to be on the broom. Harrison though preferred to keep his feet on the ground. He always felt at home in the woods around their house.

Still the few times he had been on a broom he could keep up with his brother. He just didnt have the same interest as Alex.

Their father questioned with a small smile, "Lily what are you doing here? I thought you had to work until late this evening."

Mother replied, "We were having a slow afternoon morning so I took an early dinner. Harrison how is shopping going? Are you looking forward to the new school?"

Harrison happily told her about their shopping. He was looking forward to the classes. There had always been apart of him that told him he was different from the others. It was small but growing. He hoped the school would be able to give him some answers.

Maybe he could find out why he was different. Durant was a werewolf and Harrison's sense of smell told him that before the man confirmed it. His senses were heightened not quite to the level of Mooney's but more than even his dad's.

When he finished Alex inquired, "Mom will I be able to go too? I want to go with Harry."

Both of their parents exchanged looks. It was as if a silent message was being passed between them. Did they know something that he and his brother didn't?

His mom answered after a long moment, "Alex honey. You're going to Hogwarts. You will be a big lion just like your dad. Harry is just a little bit different from you that's all."

Alex didnt look convinced but he didnt argue. His brother was the Boy Who Lived that made him special. He had defeated the Dark Lord according to Professor Dumbledore.

There was something about the old man that Harrison didnt trust. His parents said it was normal for him to be wary of the man. That because he would one day grow out of it.

Harrison always had a suspicious feeling in the pit of his stomach when the other was around. So he avoided the old wizard whenever possible. With any luck, he would be at his new school before the man's next visit.

The rest of their dinner passed with relative ease. Mom had to go back to work she would be home after eight as long as there wasnt an emergency. They went back into the alley and back to Olivevander's shop.

The man smiled when they entered and greeted, "Welcome back Mr. Potter. Your wand is ready for you to try out. It is one of the trickiest wands I've ever crafted but worth the trouble. Here you go. Give it a wave lad."

The dark wood handle was held out to him. He took it and immediately he felt a rush of warmth. It went up to his arm and down into the core where it settled.

Harrison gave it a wave and silver sparks shot out. He could feel the magic of his core connecting to the wand.

Olivevander replied with a warm smile, "Perfect. May it serve you well, Mr. Potter."

"Thank you sir!"

A few weeks later Harrison and his family had taken an international portkey to France. His dad had shrunk his trunk and his mom made him lunch. Orion one of their family owls was going with him as a pet. According to his dad he was too young to have a familiar yet. If he took care of Orion his dad promised that next Yule he could get a familiar of his choice. It wasnt often that she had time to cook for them but it always tasted better than the house-elves cooking. Not that he would ever tell them that.

As the stepped out onto the wizarding platform of the train station he was surprised. The train was very plain looking. It was made of a silver-coated metal and stood proudly on the tracks. It held the symbol of Nightingale.

Children from all backgrounds stood on the platform. Only a few had parents with them. Some looked younger than him maybe by two years. While others were as old as 11.

Over in a corner by himself was the rude boy from before. He was entering the back of the train.

His dad said drawing his attention, "Harrison this is it. You are going to this new school. I believe that you have what it takes to succeed. No matter what house you get into we will be proud of you."

With that his dad pulled him into a warm hug. Then he was turned to face his mother.

She began tears in her green eyes, "Do your best. Send an owl every week to let us know how your classes are going."

"Yeah! You have to tell us how cool everything is!" Finished Alex.

His slightly older brother pulled him into a hug before ruffling his hair. It would only be a few months until he would see them again. Yet somehow it felt as if it would be a lifetime. Could things really change that much in a short time? He guessed he would find out soon enough.