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On number 4 Privet Drive, in the cupboard under the stairs, the young 6 year-old Harry Potter was having a strange dream.
In his dream was a girl the same age as him with chocolate brown hair and dark green eyes., picking weeds and dealing with a garden filled with vegetables. She was picking weeds when Harry spoke up, "Hello? Who are you?" He asked, the girl didn't respond. Still plucking weeds out and putting it in a basket.
Then Harry could hear a faint hissing noise emit from the ground near the girl. She turned her head towards the hissing and smiled, "Hi there, mister snake!" she said and bent down to pet the garden snake on it's nose.
The rest of the dream was a haze of hissing and giggling of the small girl.
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Young Diana Fox woke up with the bright sunlight glaring through her window and onto her face. She slowly woke up and flew the sheets off of her. She put on her daily clothes, put on the slippers beside her and entered the houses hallway.
Her father and mother, Francesca and Peter Fox worked as farmers and partial breeders for animals. When Diana got to the stairs she could smell a Dutch Baby getting taken out of the oven. She dashed down the stairs that led to the kitchen.
Her father was indeed making a Dutch baby, he took out the delicious food and placed it down on a board next to him. "Morning, Diana" he told her once he put it down and turned to her.
"Morning papa, morning mama" she said once she sat down on one of the chairs by the table. Peter sat the food down in the middle of the table in which Diana caught the biggest piece. Putting in on her plate she reached for the powdered sugar nearby, putting it lightly on the Dutch breakfast.
The sound of a knock ringed in the house, "Ah, must be the post" Peter said, got up and opened the door. He opened the door only to reveal that it was not the post, but a rather slim man with dark hair and was dressed in all black. He had a rather enlarged nose, he looked like he would rather be anywhere else.
"Who are you?" Asked Peter, the man looked at him for a moment and simply asked. "if I may enter the house...I may explain" he said. He walked into the home, he took out what looked like a black stick. He mumbled words that Diana couldn't understand and out of the wand formed a wooden chair and sat down on it quickly, "My name is professor Snape, I am the potions master at Hogwarts" he explained to Diana quickly, she caught every word.
"Hogwarts?" Diana asked Snape who nodded. "Yes, you see young Fox, you are a witch" he told her. "I'm a what?" "She's a what?!" both Diana and her parents exclaimed. Snape sighed, "Have you ever done something that cannot be explained by logic? When your emotions are at a high?" Snape asked.
Diana hesitantly nodded and recalled the times that this had happened. Once when one of her favorite animals died and a mere moment later it transformed itself into a mere form baby of itself.
"That is a form of incontrollable witchcraft, these happen to many young Wizards and Witches." He explained. "Luckily for you, there is a place for all of you to go." The potions master explained. "It is called Hogwarts, it is where you will be taught about all forms of magic." He explained.
Peter walked up to his wife and held her hand lovingly. "That is why I have been sent to this house, to take you to Diagon Alley." Snape said. Diana and her parents tensed up, "Diagon Alley is a place where Witches and Wizards get supplies for all things. It is also known as a place where you shall get your supplies for Hogwarts." He finished, Diana nodded lightly at his explanation.
The husband and wife looked at each other with large happiness in their eyes. "Very well, Snape, you had better take good care of her" Francesca told the man.
