11 Year old

4 Year Time Skip

Wool's Orphanage, London

A four-year-old boy sat under the shade of a huge tree, deep in thought. He had a serious expression on his face, but his chubby cheeks and blue emerald eyes made him look more cute than serious.

'Four years have passed since I was reincarnated in this world, and to my dismay, the old man sent me to the same orphanage as Voldemort. I'm sure Dumbledore would have a heart attack if he ever saw me.

My power of destruction (POD) awakened when I turned two years old. Since then, I have been practicing to master it. POD is similar to Grindelwald's fiendfyre, except that it's red in color. I can decide what to destroy and what to spare with it. It also protects me from any harm instinctively, and I can make it invisible with my perfect control.

Life at the orphanage has been decent, except for the noisy kids. My cute appearance has helped me get along with them. After all, who can resist a sweet child?'

The boy felt a sudden hug from behind by an older woman who looked to be in her mid-fifties. The woman said, "Agustus, why are you sitting here alone? Don't you want to play with your friends?"

'I knew Grandma was coming. I had learned to use my POD to sense targets up to 20 feet away from me,' the boy thought.

The woman was the caretaker of the orphanage. The boy turned to Miss Cole and hugged her back with a sweet smile. He said, "I'm sleepy, Grandma. I had too much of the apple pie today. It was really delicious."

Miss Cole laughed at the boy's cuteness and stroked his hair. "Then go to your bed and rest, okay, dear?"

The boy nodded and got up from the ground. He brushed off his clothes and ran towards the orphanage building.

Miss Cole smiled, watching the boy go.

Seven years later (Wool's Orphanage, London)

Year - 1989

A handsome boy, who was five feet and three inches tall, with an aristocratic face and blue emerald eyes, played with some kids who looked about five years old.

"Big brother Agustus, are you going to leave the orphanage and go to Eton College?" a girl asked. Tears shimmered in the corners of her eyes as she gazed at her big brother.

Augustus patted the little girl's head.

"No, Emily, I'm not going to Eton College."

His answer made all the kids cheer and celebrate. They resumed their games with joy.

'Because I'll be going to Hogwarts,' he thought, but didn't say it out loud.

The orphanage kids had grown fond of Agustus, ever since he took care of them when Grandma fell ill two years ago.

Miss Cole, the caretaker, was diagnosed with stage three liver cancer, but she miraculously recovered. Agustus had used his POD to destroy the cancer cells in her body.

Since then, even the kids his age called him big brother, as he was the tallest one in the orphanage.

'My magic has grown again. It has been increasing rapidly since I turned 11,' Augustus thought.

He had discovered his magic on his fifth birthday. Since then, he had practiced it by levitating heavy things, conjuring fire and water out of thin air, and channeling magic through his body to control it better.

Today, he was expecting a letter to arrive, and he didn't have to wait long. He saw a white owl drop a letter in front of him.

He stroked the owl and picked up the letter. The owl settled on his shoulder.

He examined the letter. It had the legendary H symbol. He suppressed his excitement and opened the letter.

HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY

Headmaster: ALBUS DUMBLEDORE (Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Mr. Agustus Peverell,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry…

Peverell?

The old man had played a good trick on him.

So he was the heir of the Most Noble and Ancient House of Peverell.

He handed his response, which he had already written, to the owl who was snoozing on his shoulder. He watched as the owl snatched the letter angrily, annoyed by the interruption of its nap, and flew away.

'I have to explain to Grandma about this letter,' Augustus thought, as he entered the orphanage building.

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Mc would be in His 3rd year when canon starts.