Harry Potter and the Elemental
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On in July 1980 another was born, this one had no parents who have thrice defied him nor born as the seventh month dies, or have the Dark Lord mark him as his equal, or would either have to die at the others hand, but, he had the power to vanquish the Dark Lord. And this is his story... The Harry Potter or fantastic beasts and where to find them series Events in anyway I want to find me but J. K. Rowling and neither is the cover.
July the first 1980
A scream of a newborn rang in the air. The scream pierced the ears of those are it, shattering the window of the building. Then a hand cover the mouth the newborn, looked of it and said with a smile on her face "oh my wonderful baby boy, I'm so sorry for having to leave you". As the tears start to swell up the woman is overcome by her emotions and says to the now standing beings around her and manger to say "I apologise for his outburst... it seems he already has a already taken a liken to Space I suppose, which is horrible for ones such as yourselves."
"My lady while we elves have better hearing then humans we cannot hear a higher frequency than humans." The woman smiled at the elf and remarked "oh, how pleasant, I was wondering how you were still alive but nevertheless we must continue before it is to late." A dryad then said "Of course lady, we have arranged for a orphanage, money and a school like you asked but… uh, well…". "You haven't told us his name yet my lady" a noble elf man said due to his companion not being able to speak. "Of course, silly me". The woman scolded herself, then once again replied "his name will be Gwydion, which means god of magic."
Those surrounding her all shocked at what she had said. "But my lady that name is practically announcing what your child is, to place such a burden on someone, your blood no less is extreme, is it not?" The dryad was practically yelling by the end of her question. "Yes it is. But, the last time someone had even came close to the potential of of my son was Merlin himself, a demigod and undoubtedly, one, if not the strongest wizard and he had only a fraction of potential compared to this baby." Looking at her child which now slept it hit her. Whispering the child she says "you my child are the boy who shouldn't have been…. and I'm so sorry that this is the first and last time we will ever meet". Handing over the sleeping baby to the elf with tears in her saying one word "Go". Then laying down ready for her eternal sleep.
