Away With The Wind

4) Visions

T.W. Blood, Implied Abuse
If you are not comfortable with these topics this is not a major chapter meaning it is skippable.
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Harry Jameson Potter was five years old when he had a vision. His first of many visions of the future.

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A blonde boy around his age stood by a stream. Washing what appeared to be wounds covered in deep red blood.

Harry never have had a vision walked to the boy and stroked his surprisingly soft blond hair.

The boy looked up with tears in his blue-gray eyes. Seeing that it was not his parents he relaxed. Harry sat down beside the blonde as he summoned a healing potion he had made earlier. Gently opening the boys mouth he poured the potion into his mouth. The boy swollowed and his wounds began mending themselves back into pale smooth skin with no scars.

Harry sat back against the blonde and put his head on his shoulder while hugging him.

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Draco Lucius Malfoy age five was washing his wounds from his 'punishment' in a stream nearby his, no a house where he resided. He was washing a deep gash on his forearm when he felt something no someone stroking his hair. He stiffened and looked up with tears in his eyes. He did not see his parents- no gaurdians, but a boy his age with fluffy midnight hair a slight tan and two eyes. Which were only describable as encapturing like he could look into them forever and they would never get boring.

He relaxed slightly as the boy sat down next to him and a purple potion bottle appeared into his hand. The boy gently opened Draco's mouth still stroking his hair and poured the potion into his mouth. He swollowed and looked at the boy who now had his head on his shoulder. Before long the boy fell asleep and Draco leaned back against a tree nearby and put the boy's head on his chest, and ran his fingers through his black hair.

Draco Malfoy did not know it, but the boy currently laying against him would have a very big impact on his life and in all the best ways.

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Olivia Minirva Potter was five when she had her first vision unlike her brother however she was unable to interact with the past.

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A boy in a navy blue cloak stood panting in an alley way. He held his breath as he heard the heavy footsteps of the enemy wizards. Looking around himself he spotted a hole about as deep as a small baby pool. Running over to it he layed down and again held his breath.

"Where are you Clawson~" a man in a purple cloak called out, coming around the corner. He was looking for his weapon. For this boy was no ordinary boy..this boy could see. No not like vision of the present. But he could see into the future. They were mere glimses but they were so far correct in all aspects. From the location to facial details of the people in the vision. The purple cloaked man walked over to the hole knowing full well the boy was there.

Leo Clawson had one last vision before he was murdered. It depicted two boys and a girl standing in a graveyard. There was a small gravestone with dimonds embedded in it. The gravestone read...-

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Olivia woke up with a headache. She never got to see what the stone read, but she fell feaverish for the rest of the day.
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