AN: Hello to all you wonderful people! Yes, cliche there, don't mind it. At the time of writing this Author's Note it is Hell Week for Drama. For those who do not know what Hell Week entails….. It's basically the week before the show while everyone is working their asses off to make sure the entire thing goes off without a hitch. Only for us it's multiplied since the show is also happening this week! Yay for torture! So I introduce you to this chapter and hope it'll be uploaded soonish (even I don't know when I'll get his stuff done)

Miles watched as students were sorted into the houses they'd be in for the next seven years.

He smiled at Daphne, who blushed for some reason he didn't know. Aurawing just scoffed silently at this, having forgotten that Miles was eleven and clueless.

McGonagall called out, "Greengrass, Daphne!" causing the Guardian in training's companion to walk towards the stool.

The sorting hat was set on her head - a hat was used to sort? Miles was still a bit confused on that and questioned it, even after hearing the hat's song - and the wait began. A few seconds passed before the piece of old fabric cried out "RAVENCLAW!"

The sorting continued for a bit before the Professor stumbled on a name.

"Po-mhm! Dragonheart, Miles!"

Whispering started but died down as Miles walked to the stool, curious on why McGonagall stumbled over her words.

As he sat down, the hat was placed on his head, covering his eyes.

'Well, aren't you a unique one?' came a familiar, yet unfamiliar voice.

'Excuse me?' came the confused reply

'Two souls and two minds, one dragon, one human, yet focused on a common goal? That is unique Mr. Dragonheart.'

'If you want to remain a hat and not a pile of ash then you will not mention this to ANYONE.' Ah, there was the deep rumble that was Aurawing.

'Worry not, I wouldn't betray the Dragon Touched, especially during his sorting. Either way you seem to be perfect for Ravenclaw, Slytherin, or Gryffindor with the way you question things, but you are a bit hot-headed at times Aurawing. Miles is the same but not as hot-headed.' the hat mused, ignoring Aurawing's growling which was really starting to tick Miles off.

'Well, I suppose it better be-' "GRYFFINDOR!"

Miles took off the hat and jogged to the Gryffindor table, missing the hat's last comment before it sorted another student.

'May I just be the first to welcome you back, Harry Potter.'

Miles was honestly enjoying himself for the first time in a long while.

Aurawing was calm, he was full of good food, there were good people around him. Hermione wasn't showing off her enormous well of knowledge.

All was well.

At least until he looked the greasy man in the back in the eyes.

Then everything went to Hell.

As soon as he looked into those black eyes Aurawing was violent, attacking something that had entered, ripping what appeared to be a probe to shreds.

The greasy man closed his eyes in pain, somehow schooling his expressing from one of complete agony to just minor discomfort as his attack failed.

After that Miles and Aurawing were on edge around him.

Daphne was honestly surprised on where she was sorted.

She was sure that she would be in Slytherin from something that had been in her family's line for years, but no, she was in Ravenclaw.

And she was loving it.

Books on the walls of the entirety of the Ravenclaw common room for her perusal, after people were done with them of course but she could still read to her heart's content.

Then an odd book caught her eye, forgotten and unused for centuries it seemed.

As Daphne pulled it out, she never noticed the blue glow that disappeared as she opened it, beginning to read about the Aura Guardians.

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The Guardian slowly opened his eyes to look around his four poster bed, annoyed by the snoring to his left that came from Ronald Weasley.

Neville was also snoring but it wasn't that bad he thought.

Getting up, Miles prepared for the first day of classes, wondering on transfiguration and debating on how students were expected to navigate a castle without a map for the first time.

He shrugged and decided it was good use to practice an ability he was trying to learn that involved flooding his eyes with Aura.

Closing his eyes he began channel his excess Soul Energy into them, before reeling back in shock as the world lit up in blue, outlining the entirety of the castle and its grounds that he could suddenly see. Somehow being able to view everything in the castle at once, he missed the other person with two souls in the ancient structure as he toned it down, keeping it only to at least the Gryffindor common room in distance as he opened his eyes, not noticing the blue glow they held, even as he still saw the Aura of the area around him.

Heading to the Great Hall, he idly wondered what was for breakfast.

Daphne stretched as she woke up, quickly getting changed and ready for her day as her mind raced from what she learned from the book.

Aura Guardians were ancient warriors that protected the Realm from absolute evil. Stuff like Voldemort.

The only reason why there had been Dark Lords in the past few centuries was because the Guardians had disappeared or died off.

And based on what she read on identifying factors Daphne believed that Miles was at the very least a Guardian in training.

When Guardians first began to learn they became more logical and a bit more mature. Even withdrawn to protect their abilities from being discovered near the end of the Guardians' existence.

Those traits matched Miles's perfectly.

She vowed to never reveal it unless he revealed it himself as she walked to the Great Hall, an illusion flickering slightly to reveal the tip of a snake tail before it shored itself back up behind her.

As the two met up in the entrance hall, they walked into the Great Hall before separating to their tables reluctantly, to the amusement of the staff who had noticed how close those two were already. Some of them started to make bets as Albus Dumbledore's eyes twinkled, happy that Miles had found some measure of happiness after his escape.

As the schedules were passed out, Miles was pleased to note he had Charms with the Ravenclaws as well as History of Magic. Potions with the Slytherins would be… Interesting as well as Herbology with the Hufflepuffs. Defense Against the Dark Arts would be a fully mixed class so as Miles finished breakfast and got up to go to Transfiguration with the Slytherins he gave Daphne a thumbs up.

She tentatively returned it with much blushing as he walked out, activating what he now called Aura Vision to get to the classroom on time.

AN: So after at least a month of just an Author's Note sitting at the top of the page I decided to just write this, hope it turned out alright and let me know what you think of my plot twist! R&R!