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In a nice and peaceful town of Little Whinging, Surrey, there lived a young girl, who loved her father very much as he was the only parent, she had. Her mother having abandoned her, when she was just a few months old. Her father and her moved into the modest house last spring. Now it was October, Halloween to be precise. The one night of the year, when the young girl felt very powerful. Unbeknownst to her, The little girl's mother was actually Hecate, the Goddess of Magic, witchcraft, the night, moon, ghosts and necromancy. With that being said, the girl sat on the window sill of her second floor room. She happened to look across the street at 4 Privet Drive, where her neighbors the Dursleys lived.
The girl watched as two figures appeared as if by magic. She watched as they conversed with each other and next thing she knew they were leaving a tiny bundle at the doorstep. "Odd." she muttered as she felt that her life was tied to this strange events. She shrugged and turned from the window. She crawled back into bed and snuggled in her blankets.
Little did, she know that the tiny bundle and her were grow to be best friends, despite their age difference.
-a few years later.-
Harry Potter was known as the freak of the neighborhood, he was hunted by his cousin Dudley, and his Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon hated him. But one girl was special to him, she stood up against Dudley, even punched the big tub of lard in the face once. Aurora Hunter, she was two years older then him. But she was protective of Harry.
Aurora sighed as she was going to have to leave soon for a special camp for people like her. She was outside, skipping rope as she waited for the right moment that Harry would be kicked out of the house for whatever reason.
No sooner then the thought cross her mind, Harry Potter ran out of the house. She carefully put away her skipping rope and waited. Harry ran across the street to the safe haven that was the Hunter residence.
"Hello Harry." Aurora greets as she held her arms open for the six year old boy.
The boy in question embraced his friend. He knew he would be safe, accepted and dare he dream it even loved while with Aurora.
After a few minutes, Harry let go. He smiled up at the eight year old girl.
"Want to take a walk with me?" Aurora questions, she had to break the news either way.
The two went and walked to the park, Aurora plopped down on the grass.
Harry noticed something was wrong. "What's wrong?"
"I have to go away for awhile." Aurora answers. "My dad's sending me to some specialized camp that deals with my disabilities."
Harry felt tears in his eyes. Aurora gathered the boy to her and hugged him.