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In the smallest bedroom of number four Privet Drive a beautiful young girl with long shining obsidian black hair was resting her small form on a twin size bed. The room was small and housed only the most necessities; a small desk placed strategically to capture light from the small window with an old chair accompaniment, a small wardrobe faced the desk form the opposite wall, a twin size bed that is currently being occupy by a young girl and finally a small night stand that held a digital clock.
The early morning light from the rising September sun flares soft rays through the clean glass of the small window. It shined upon the small figure of a girl that was softly breathing in rhythmic pattern, an indication to her slumber rest. The sun rays amplified the natural shine on her thick mane of black hair. The warm light illuminated her heart shaped face. The small girl's strawberry red, cupid lips moved just before she took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled. The spheres of her eyes moved from behind close lips before she slowly unfold them as she took a few more deep breaths. Beautiful emerald shade eyes sparkled in the morning light. She slowly brink away the sleepy glaze from her eyes and let out a cute yawn. Her small hand reflexively maneuvered itself over her parted lips before both of her arms reached up and her body was stretched in a catlike manner.
She rested her body on the mattress once more before she lazily peeked side way without moving her head. The clock indicated that it was 6:30. She closed her eyes once more. A deep extra breath and a lazy exhale later she slowly lift her body up into a sitting position. Her thick mass of hair fell elegantly around her. The oversized cashmere shirt slide scandalously over her small shoulder. She lazily glanced down at the tactile movement and gave a small shrug. Her head turned toward the glassed window and she silently watched the rising sun. Her pretty face gave nothing away. A glint of golden chain on her collar glittered in an ephemeral moment before it disappear once more, no evident left behind to indicate that it was their at all.
The moment was over and so is the image of the young girl. In her place was a young boy. A male version of the young girl before him. He has unruly black hair that is short. Their is a slightly wavy texture to it. The shining obsidian had lost some of it quality. His face was more masculine but not by much. The shape of his eyes are still the same as her young girl, exotic almond shaped. Emerald eyes had not change, still staring at the rising sun with indifferent. Dark eyebrows were bolder in shape furrowed ever so slightly as the beautiful green eyes shaded with sadness behind half closed lids as the piano digits hand grabbed hold and slide down dark strains of short hair. The same hand was voluntarily collapsed under the influence of gravity and landed unconsciously on the boy's side.
There was a few tab on the window glass. The boy looked up to see a beautiful snow feathered owl hovering outside his window. A small smile graced his lips and he elegantly made his way toward the window. He swiftly open the confined glass and let her in. The owl affectionately nibble his ear and purred on the back of her throat. The affectionate gesture cause a soft chuckle from the boy.
"Good morning Hedwig, did you have a productive hunt?"
"Hoot, hoot"
"That's good, are you ready for today journey?"
"Hoot"
"Can't wait to get out of here either, huh?"
"Hoot hoot hoot hoot"
"I know, but you can't choose your family. Its a good thing we can choose our friend"
"Hoot Hoot"
"Not really? What do you mean? Of course we can choose our friend"
"Hoot hoot hoot"
"Manipulation and conditioning? You know, for a bird you are very paranoid"
"Hoot" Hedwig angrily butt head her human. The boy smartly capture the angry bird into a gentle restraining hug while profusely apologize.
"I'm sorry Hedwig. Stop! I never said that there was anything wrong with paranoia"
Hedwig stopped in her struggle. She cued apologetically. Elegant fingers patted her soft feathers in silent.
"You should not be so quick to judge Hedwig. You should know by now that I have a unique way of implication"
Hedwig purred. The young boy walked to his bed and set the owl down on his headboard. He gave Hedwig a pad and a soft caress on the bird's head that was accompanied by a soft smile before he made way toward his wardrobe. He quickly picked out an outfit and exit the room after he opened the door. Hedwig watched in silent before she quickly decided that she will get a quick rest after her human left her line of sight. She purred softly and closed her eyes.
Harry's journey toward the train station was gloomy. The entire time he could not get the stoic expression of his relative out of his head. He felt numb. His body unmoving as he sat in the cab. He looked like a hauntingly beautiful doll to the taxi driver as the man glanced at his customer form the rear-view mirror. At the destination, Harry quickly paid for the man's service and make his way toward platform 9 and 10. Ticket held in hand he glanced up at the signs and then quickly focused on the brick column. His eyes narrowed as he magically scan the column. His feet moved under him and he confidently walk through the barrier. He shiver slightly at the tingling sensation as the magic caressed his form.
"Wow" Harry eyes widen in a pleasant surprise. The scarlet painted classic train before him was a sight to behold, especially because Harry happened to appreciate classic beauties.
"It is a beauty, isn't it? Ticket?" The unknown ticket man spoken in amusement. Harry gave the man a glance before he gingerly handed over his ticket. A small slip of paper was handed back to him. He took the offered paper and made his way toward the train after a small nod of thanks and goodbye. The man gazed on in silent confusion at the lack of luggage but quickly shrugged and continue on with his duties.
Harry watched behind skillfully veiled curious expression at the many familial departures. He watched in envy and sadness. His heartache in wants. His hands fist in great tension as he fought to keep himself from a primal reaction. He forcefully pulled his gaze away and made quick steps into the train. The trip to finding an empty compartment was uneventful. Harry easily weaved his way through the thong of people. His will to remind unnoticed kept his journey uninterrupted.
'Maybe I should have kept Hedwig with me instead of sending her off ahead'
Sometime later when the train begin its journey a knock interrupted Harry's silent compartment. The door was promptly open to reveal a red headed boy. His expression uncertain and awkward.
"Do you mind? Everywhere else is full"
Harry gazed on with searching eyes before he nodded. The boy swiftly entered. He sited across Harry and wiggled in nervousness. Harry paid him no mind and gazed out the moving scenery. After a few uncomfortable moment the silent was broken.
"So um, I'm Ron Weasley. Who might you be?"
Harry lazily glanced from the corner of his eyes before he decided to end the red head misery. He slowly turned to face him before he gave a soft reply.
"I am known as Harry Potter, pleasure to make acquaintance Ron Weasley."
Ron bloomed in a flabbergast expression and his eyes glanced up to stare at Harry's forehead which caused said boy eyes to narrow.
"Are you really?" His eyes not once left it focus. Harry gave a tentatively small nod.
"Do you? Do you have..." His forefinger pointed to Harry's fringes covered forehead. A flash of anger glinted from his eyes, Harry begun to breathe a reply.
"You..."
He was interrupted by the impromptu opening of his compartment door. The trolley lady face cheerfully inquired if they would like something. Ron abashedly decline with an excused of prepacked lunch by his mother with a sour face. Harry eyed the treats and promptly stood up and made his way to examine the displayed products. He asked a few question and quickly select his choices. A quick glance at his compartment mate, he asked for the boy preference and discretely bought those as well. A few more words with the trolley lady before he closed the compartment door. He made his way toward the dishearten looking Ron and deposit half the treat on the boy's lap. The boy looked up in surprise and was about to response but was beaten to it.
"A meal is better when eaten with company. I'm sure you can help me identify what it is I'm about to eat, right?"
A wide, face breaking smile spread across Ron's face before he enthusiastically dig in to the offered treats, calling out the names for each treats and told his personal experiences with them. Harry mainly tuned him out and filtered the useful information away.
"Chocolate frog?"
"Be careful with those, tricky little bugger"
Harry gave Ron an almost bemuse look before he gingerly open the package. A dark brown blur jumped out of the opening and landed vertical up on the window glass or would have landed if not for Harry's quick reflex. His hand shoot out and caught the charmed chocolate into the palm of his hand. He was unable to suppress a grimace at the moving chocolate in his hand. The clashed in temperature caused the chocolate to begin to melt.
"Nice catch, mate!"
Harry gave him a side-way glance then looked back to his now open palm at the chocolate.
"Hey, you want Scabbers to lick that off?"
Harry discretely observe the rat with narrowed eyes before he gave Ron a quite answer.
"I do not like rodents"
His clean hand reached into his light jacket and pulled out a handkerchief. He slowly maneuvered the small cloth in motion to wipe away the chocolate liquid. A quick glance at Ron, to see that the boy was busying himself away with stuffing his mouth with food, Harry magically expelled the smug away. He put away the clean handkerchief and once again picked up the Chocolate frog package at the glimmering something that was still within the box. Long fingers elegantly remove the object, which turned out to be a card of pentagon shaped, and brought it before his eyes. A three dimensional picture of an old man with long beard, pointy hat and a blue robe with stars motives and a smart pair of glasses. The image blacken within moments and left nothing behind.
"That's Dumbledore, I 'ave 'bout six of 'im"
"The image is gone"
"Well, you can't expect him to stay around all day do you?"
Harry mentally discredit his knowledge of the non-magical whole. Outwardly, he gave Ron only a quick look before he turned away in disgust at the boy lack of table manners and read the information on the back of the card.
'So this is that man out to ruin my life. Your downfall begin now, Dumbledore.'
A dark look crossed Harry's face before quickly cleared away. He looked up as Ron started another topic. He was about to begin an attempt to turn his rat yellow when their focus was interrupted by a girl with bushy hair.
"Have either of you see a toad? A kid named Neville lost one. Oh, are you to do magic? Lets see it"
Ron gave her an imperious look before he did as asked. His attempt was abysmal. It did not work. The girl semi-chastised him before telling both boys to change and swiftly left the compartment but not without pointed out the dirt on Ron's nose.
"Can you believe her?..."
Harry quickly tuned the red head out. Ron left soon after that to get his uniform and Harry swiftly close and locked the door behind him. A few minutes later Ron returned to find Harry changed and lazily gaze out the window. He followed suit and change his clothing, not noticing the slight pink tone on Harry's cheeks and harden eyes that was looking the other side from the red head only to abruptly close upon sighting the reflection.
"Are you quite done?"
Harry voiced after a long period of rustling fabric. Ron looked up in surprise and jumped in fright at the sudden disturbance to the previous silent.
"You're still here?"
Harry gave an unseen glare, still not facing the red head.
"Of course I'm still here. The train have not stop and you are in my compartment."
A confuse expression on his face, Ron close the final button and focus his gaze on the Harry. He walked up to the window and looked out.
"What are you looking at?" Ron asked as he tried unsuccessfully to see whatever that had caught his new friend interest. His head turned in seeking motions. Harry peaked from his previously closed lids at the boy next to him. He almost laugh at the birdlike gestures.
"Many things are interesting, Ron. Don't you see the stars? I'd read somewhere that if you find eleven brightest stars in the heaven then quickly connect them into a dandelion within eleven seconds then you will get one wish granted."
"Really?"
"I don't know. I've never tried"
"Why not?"
"I want to be sure that I really want something that I cannot get with my own efforts first. Saving it for a rainy day, you know."
"Oh, so if it works. You'll tell me right?"
"We'll see"
Ron was about to say something but wa interrupted by the announcement of their arrival in Hogsmeade station.
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