Young Aurora was sitting on the orphanage roof, like she always does after a rather harsh punishment. So she had stuck Madam Hennery to her chair with extra strength glue… she was sure the skin would grow back, sooner or later. She didn't have to lock her up in cellar again, not so soon after her last stint in there.

So here she was staring at the stars trying not to cry. She hadn't cried for herself since she was eight. It did no good. No, after the eleventh family sent her back to the orphanage for being abnormal, after she got beat for the first time after the incident, after she realized that no one would protect her from the injustice of the world. No she had to be strong; she couldn't cry and show weakness, if she did others would take advantage of it. That was a lesson she learned the hard way.

So she couldn't cry, she wouldn't! But even as she told herself all this, even as she remembered all the reasons why she shouldn't, the tears still came and Aurora could do nothing to stop it.

She hated this place! She hated it with all her heart and she often daydreamed about watching it burn. But not as much as she dreamed of one of her parents, or both of them, coming and getting her. They would hug her, tell her how much they loved her, how they never wanted to leave her but had no choice. Yes she dreamed of all of this, but it's been ten years, if they hadn't come before, they wouldn't now.

All she had was Madam Hennery and the other children in the orphanage. And they all hated her, said she was an abomination. And while Aurora doubted she was an 'evil abomination from hell' as Madam Hennery often said she had to admit she was very strange. Or rather she made very strange things happen.

Like when she was four, she had made painting of the star Sirius (it was one of her favorites) and one of boy ripped it up, she had been so mad and so sad that she didn't even notice when the boy started to turn green. But she did notice when he started screaming when he noticed it. That was the first time she was sent to the cellar. But that wasn't all, a year later the third family that took her in sent her back in a record twelve hours.

She guessed they didn't want a daughter who thought she could have conversations with their dog.

But it didn't matter to her; she didn't like that family anyways, and their dog didn't either.

When the fifth family took her back, she had been hart broken, she really thought they would keep her, she did after all last a record month at their house. But it wasn't her fault they didn't understand how plants seem to grow around her for no reason, now was it. If they didn't like it then they should have taken better care of their garden.

Yes, strange things happened around her; things that Aurora couldn't explain, and while she fears it at times… there was a part of her that felt... whole when they happened.

Sighing deeply Aurora rubbed her face clean with her hand, she couldn't keep moping, tomorrow was a new day after all, and not just any day but her birth day. Sure her birthdays are never any fun, but turning eleven was a big deal and she couldn't help but feel as if something good was going to happen.

Something very good.

After dragging herself back to her small and cramped bedroom, Aurora fell asleep as soon as her head hit her flat pillow. She didn't notice a strange gray white mist outside her window, or how a pair of blue eyes stared at her as she slept from inside it.

Albus Dumbledore couldn't help but feel nostalgic as he walk towards another orphanage for the second time in his long Hogwarts career.

The first time he had done this he came face to face with a young boy who would one day become the darkest wizard to have been born.

Now he must do it to welcome Aurora Black back into the wizarding world.

And to make sure she wasn't following in her families footsteps. He had been shocked when he saw her name in the list with the other incoming first years. He had thought she had died the same night as the Potters for she had disappeared, and when questioned, Sirius Black would not say anything to make him or anybody else think otherwise.

But here she was, in a Muggle orphanage.

In retrospect, this may have been the best thing for the young Black. To have been raised away from the influence of others who would want to use her for who she was, away from the image of her family from her father side.

How Albus hoped that young Aurora would take after her mother and not her father. He never believed that a child could have malice in their hearts, but Tom Riddle made him rethink many things.

He would not make that mistake again, should this girl show signs of being like her father, he would have to make sure she never step foot inside Hogwarts.

Taking a moment to collect himself Albus knocked on the door and smiled gently when an old stern woman opened the door.

"May I help you sir?" She asked her voice as stern as her face.

"Yes, I am hoping to speak with you about one of your wards." Albus said trying to sound extra cheerful.

"About what?" She snapped.

"About attending my school for gifted children. I'm sorry but I didn't catch your name Madam…" Albus said ignoring the harshness in the woman's voice.

"Hennery. What child would you like to speak to me about, would it be one of my older boys?" Madam Hennery asked her voice calming at the thought of one of the children leaving for good.

"No, a girl, she would be eleven years old today and her first name is Aurora." Madam Hennery stared hard at the Albus, but he wasn't affected, he did work with Minerva after all.

"You," Madam Hennery cleared her throat hardly daring to believe, "you want to take her away."

Albus felt his smile fall a little; he didn't like the tone in the woman's voice. Was this child really so horrid? "If she is accepted to my school then yes I will."

"Come in, come in. You shouldn't stand out there." Madam Hennery said smiling largely and invitingly, Albus stepped in to well-kept but homely house.

"Thank you, Madam."

"Yes, yes of course. Now come in to my study and we can talk about that little fre… um darling for as long as you want." She said with forceful cheerfulness practically pushing Albus into her study. After offering him a drink (which he refused) she sat down with an excited look on her face. "Well, what would you like to know about little Aurora?"

Albus paused for just a moment before asking his first question, "How did she come to be here?"

"Oh well that is quite the mystery Sir, see she was found on our doorstep one morning around ten years ago, but she was wrapped in the most beautiful deep purple baby blanket, I remember thinking 'why would her parents leave her when they could obviously afford to keep her'. We at first thought they would come back for her but after a few months with no one claiming her we were forced to declare her abandoned." Madam Hennery said her voice losing some of her excitement as she thought back to that night.

"Was there a note?" Albus asked wondering if Sirius left any clue as to why he left Aurora to Muggles, the very people he hated.

"No nothing, we only know her name because it was stitched into the blanket in black silk." She answered.

"Very well, what can you tell me about the girl?" Albus asked a question he knew would do him no good, the Madam was to bias in her wanting to get rid of the girl, if he wanted an honest opinion on the girl he would have to talk to her first hand.

"Oh she is very intelligent, hardly ever gets into trouble, and she is so kind always so sweet to everybody. You will absolutely love having her in your school." Madam Hennery said with a very noticeable grimace.

"I'm sure I will… do you think I could meet her now?" Albus said standing up.

"Of course you can, she is up in her room… I hope." She said smiling hurriedly walking ahead of Albus. Albus couldn't help but chuckle at the last comment, it seemed like Aurora was like her father in the way of making those in authority insane. Walking through a narrow hallway Madam Hennery led him to a door at the very end of the hall. Pausing only for a moment she knocked on the door until a muffuled voice sounded letting them know to enter.

Albus stepped through the door and took one glance at the girl laying on the bed with a book in her hands, one look and every thought flew out of his head.

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