Unforeseeable

Chapter 4 + A/N (excuses bc life)

A/N: Sorry for the radio silence on my part, but I was in no condition to make any updates. It's been a while, I don't quite remember where exactly I wanted this story to go, and I'm quite influenced by NBC's Hannibal right now. I've re-read this story and I think I have wrote Harry a lot alike Hannibal, so I have something to go on with now and the main story part will still be the same, so. ;) Harry won't be exactly like Hannibal (less, MUCH less human meat as food involved), so don't worry if you aren't familiar with this character or don't like him. 

And now, to the actual chapter! (I'm so sorry)

Time flew by and a few years later, no one remembered Aurora anymore. Harry's only friend stayed away even from Harry's own memory. So that meant, that Harry was left alone in his classes with people 4 years older than him. And he continued to skip classes, to move up years if the curriculum didn't fit his developing. 

That ended, when he, by age of 10, officially graduated High School, already did this college diploma by internet courses and had made himself an steady income by writing articles in medical magazines. 

And still, one thing Aurora told him couldn't leave his mind, in all these years and even with little to no memory to her actual character, Harry remembered one evening with her. 

Aurora was sitting by the lake, just a few blocks away from the orphanage. She kicked stones into the water, watched them sinking deeper until she barely could devide between the dark tones of the stone and the darkness seeping deep down in the lake. The matron sent Harry to retrieve her, as it will soon be dark despite the summer time. 

By the time Harry arrived to the lake, kicking stones into the water seemed boring so she tried to watch the fish and make waves with her hands, disturbing the inhabitating animals. 

Harry didn't understand her. Well, on a simplier base he did. He could understand und symphazise with her enough to anticipate any further moves this girl could make, he understood why she did things like that, but he didn't understand. 

And he understood her even less when she pulled one fish out of the water. Without touching it or anything aroung it. The fish was floating in a neat water bubble just a few inches above the water surface. 

Upon hearing his light foot steps, she turned around and looked him right in his eyes, deeper than anyone ever dared before. 

"I can also do weird things, just like you do!" she exclaimed, rather excited than freightened. "You are wizard, Harry, just like I am a witch! I have to show you the alley, like they showed me weeks before!"

This was four years ago. Four years ago, a letter arrived by owl for Aurora and she was intrudiced to the wizarding world and by extension, so was Harry. 

Two days later they were in church, and the priest asked the matron to let him speak with Aurora just for a few minutes. 

She didn't returned to the orphanage that day, or the day after that one. 

However, Harry kept visiting the alley. And out of curiosity, he walked into Gringotts. Thats how in the long run, the downfall of wizarding powerhouses started to sprout faster than the Fates intended to.