Invisible String

2.

Shaking her head and sighing in disappointment at the way Harry was being treated, she placed a light kiss on the scars. The same affect took place as last time, and any evidence of it being there at all, had disappeared.

"How? How do you do it?" asked Harry.

"You're welcome," Aurora laughed, still holding his hand. "I mean, as I said last time. Love is stronger than you know."

"But- okay wait," Harry pulled his hand back, slightly irritated. "Last time you- you looked at my scar after saying that. What do you know about it? Did you mean anything by it?"

Aurora nodded her head towards the wall against which they had fallen asleep weeks ago, indicating to take a seat there. He followed her, as they sat closely together.

"When you grow up having to raise yourself, and I'm sure you know all about it, you tend to mature and grow up faster than all those around you. It's even more when you grow up as a wizard or witch. You teach yourself," She looked at Harry. "Or land yourself in situations where you're forced to learn things that a normal wizard would be learning in several years' time."

She continued. "When I first arrived at this school, Dumbledore was honestly shocked. Not only was I far, far above my grade level in terms of my powers and abilities, he knew that with the proper guidance, I could best him."

Harry blinked several times in shock. "Best... Dumbledore?"

Aurora chuckled. "I know about the protection your mother left on you because once I found out who you were, I had already studied old magic. It didn't take a lot of thinking to realise that was the case."

"Now. I've spoken far too much about myself," Aurora turned to Harry, and they were now facing each other. "Tell me about you."

Harry frowned. "I feel like there's not a whole lot that people don't know about me. Everything gets published and spreads like wildfire."

"Harry, what is published is only your face value. I know you're more than what the stupid Daily Prophet writes about you. What they write is only what they believe would attract attention or is gossip-worthy. Tell me about you."

He sighed, and then looked down.

"Well, erm, I was around a year old when my parents were murdered so that's when I was dropped off to the Dursley's, which are my Aunt Petunia and my Uncle Vernon and my cousin Dudley. He's awful, they all are really. They were awful to me and used to starve me sometimes or keep me locked up in the cupboard under the stairs and it was an absolute nightmare. They didn't even tell me how my parents really died, and I didn't even know Hogwarts or magic was a thing until Hagrid broke down my door on my 11th birthday,"

"And then in my first year the whole Philosopher's Stone thing happened, and that was the first time I came face-to-face with Voldemort. Then every single year I managed to face some close to death situation. And every summer I had to go back to that stupid house where they never treated me any better," Harry frowned, coming to a realisation.

"Why did I have to go back to the Dursley's? Why did you get to stay here?"

Aurora knew the answer to this. But how would she tell him? This was no time, and she was certainly not the person.

"Dumbledore has his reasons, I guess. I mean hey, at least your aunt and uncle didn't threaten to kill you if you dared step in their house again..." Aurora smiled with no emotion.

Harry placed his hand on top of hers, and then continued.

"I met Ron and Hermione on my first day at Hogwarts, on the train ride here. Ron's family pretty much took me in as their own and I am thankful for them. I learned to look at my friends as my family, and then third year came around. I found out that Sirius existed, that Lupin existed and that the Marauders were a thing. These people were so close to my parents that they were basically family," Harry smiled, his thoughts trailing off to the conversation he had with Sirius about moving in with him.

"After all this is over, I'm going to move in with Sirius."

Aurora could not have smiled harder when Harry said this. She knew Remus and Sirius' relationship. She knew their plans.

"You know how all of them were Animagus? My dad was a stag. And- and my Patronus is also a stag! I always thought that was amazing. It feels like such a cool connection with my dad," Harry explained to Aurora with glee.

"I wish I got to meet them though. From what Sirius and Lupin have told me..." Harry trailed off, the smile slowly leaving his face.

"Here, lay down." Aurora said, leaning against the wall and patting her lap. Harry put his head in her lap and laid down.

Aurora ran her hands through his hair slowly, as he faced to his side, looking at the sky.

"Hey, are you free tomorrow night?" Harry asked, still staring at the sky.

"Yes, why?"

"Well, Ron, Hermione, and I are starting this group. So, you know how Umbridge isn't teaching us anything valuable in DADA? Hermione thought that I'd be a better teacher than her, so it's basically going to me teaching everyone what I know. I think it would be nice to have you there. You can meet my friends too!"

Aurora thought to herself and realised it wouldn't hurt to be there. "Where is it happening? Didn't you see the notice that Umbridge posted the other day? You'll all get into deep shit if you get caught."

"Room of Requirement. We'll be fine."

Aurora smirked. "Smart boy. Yeah, fuck it, I'll be there."