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As I am looking out the window, I think back to the day I first met Andrew.

Flashback Five years earlier...

I am looking out of the window at all of the kids playing in the humid sun shining seventy-five degrees weather. I feel bad for them because they think making friends is the only thing they need to worry about.

Ha! That is laughable! I feel a change in the air. I look around and am greeted by a black-haired dark blue almost black-eyed kid that looks a little older than me.

I tilt my head and ask, "What are you doing here?" He seems shocked that I could see him, but it only lasts a couple of seconds. He tilts his head the same way I did. His face went from shock to now curious about something.

He asks after a couple of minutes, "Who are you?" I sigh a little annoyed and respond, "One, I asked first. Two, I can ask the same thing about you.

This is my room and you somehow got in here without using the door or window. So I ask again, who are you?" He seems half curious and now half amused. He laughs and bows while saying, "Andrew Clay Shadow at your service, and I got in your room by using the shadows.

Now can you please answer my question? Who are you and how can you see me?" I narrow my eyes at his vague response and then sigh and answer, "My name is Aideen Estelle Potter and I do not know how I can see you. Can normal people not see you?"

He looks surprised at my name and then shakes his head at my question."No, normal people can not see me. Only certain witches or wizards with a special and rare power can.

You happen to be one of them to have that power." I scrunch my face up in confusion."But I thought magic does not exist.

At least that is what Matron says that when I ask about the strange things that happen when kids try to bully or mess with me.

Did the matron lie to me? I do not like liars. She will have to be punished for that. Nobody lies to me and gets away with it."

He nods t my question and then looks half shocked that I sound like a psychopath and I am only five and a half relieved that I am not a goody goody and let people manipulate and walk all over me.

He says, "I will teach you all about the different kinds of magic. You will learn it all. Even the banned, forgotten, and forbidden ones." I nod my head in understanding.

FLASHBACK OVER...

And he did as he said he would. He taught me all kinds of magic. My favorites were potions and the dark arts. Drew(Andrew) was not surprised when I told him that. I was jolted out of my thoughts when he started to speak.

"Since it is a month before your eleventh birthday, we should go to Gringotts to get an inheritance and blood or magic test done. You might find things out that surprise you or things that will connect the dots on issues you have been the thing to figure out."

I nod my head. Ever since I first met Drew he has been growing with me. Every year he looks older. Now he looks like he is thirteen or fourteen. He is kinds of cute though.

"When I go to Hogwarts, are you going to come with me or stay here at the orphanage?" I ask. Drew thinks for a second then replies, "I will probably go with you to Hogwarts to keep you company."

I smile genuinely. I only do that in private with Drew. He chuckles at my enthusiasm. After talking for another thirty minutes, we finally get up and get ready to go to Gringotts.

It is run by goblins and they have their own language and greetings. The language is called Gobbledygook. Drew already taught me it.

Most magical people do not respect them and give them if at all the bare minimum of respect they deserve.

I put my permanently dyed midnight blue to light blue ombre hair in a half up half down hairstyle. (Pictures of hair and outfit down below)

My outfit is a black and white striped long sleeve, a black skirt, white knee socks, and black ankle boots. Drew was wearing black ripped jeans, a white plain t-shirt, all-black converses, and a leather jacket.

His black hair now looks dark blue. When I found a spell that permanently dyes your hair a certain color and it does not fade like normal hair dye does until you do the spell again to change the color Drew decided to get midnight blue to match his eyes and my hair.

He told me that the spell does not cancel or change it someone tries to cancel it either Finite Incantem. I thought that that was cool and slightly weird that someone would try to cancel a spell because of the person's hair color, but oh well.

We get out of Wool's Orphanage in under ten minutes. We had to make a pit stop. I had to tell the matron, ugh she is so corrupt and disgusting, that I was going out and do not expect me until late or early morning.

I had a feeling that Headmaster Dumbledore messed with my magic and life far Moore than we already found. I only said that I was going because she can not see Drew.

It is a shame. I could scare her by letting him jump out of the shadows at her like he wants to. That would be wasted because alas she can not see him.

We get out of that dreadful place and walk towards the Leaky Cauldron. Drew starts to complain halfway into the walk, but I shit him up with a single look.

Apparently, my death glare can intimidate the bravest of people. At least that is what Drew says, I do not get it but oh well, I take pride in that.

The Leaky Cauldron is a thirty-minute walk from the orphanage. I do not mind though. I like the exercise and the fresh, not polluted air. Drew does not though.

"You know you can apparate there using your shadows right? You do not have to walk there with me." I remind him. He looks appalled at the thought of me being left all alone.

He responds, "You are a young beautiful girl. Many people in this world and town would want to take advantage of that and you.

So I will protect you from them. No matter how long I have to walk." I roll my eyes at his antics. He thinks of me like I am some damsel in distress character that needs saving.

When we actually get to the Leaky Cauldron, we go up to the bartender, Tom. He looks at me but then notices the lightning scar on my wrist when I pushed a few strands of my hair out of my face.

His eyes widened and his mouth dropped wide open. He then suddenly yells, "Are you, Aideen Potter?" I nod my head politely while my face is in a calm and impassive mask.

Everyone stopped what they were doing to stare at us or more specifically me. Everybody broke out in hushed whispers. Tom comes from behind the counter to shake my hand. That prompts everybody else to stand up and do the same.

Even a mysterious Professor Quirrel, who I immediately noticed faked his stutter. I swear I saw a red flash to his eyes. He looked behind me like he expected someone.

When I turned around to look all I saw behind me was Drew. Oh! Maybe he is one of those people who can see him. That would be cool!

*ALL CHAPTERS ARE OVER A THOUSAND WORDS LONG*