Chapter 2

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The Next day wasn't all that eventful, other then potions which went as well as you'd expect with Snape running it. Harry also had History, but that was taught by a ghost who only seemed to talk about the goblin wars and rebellions, which got old really, really quick.

He overheard about this criminal called Sirius Black and how he escaped this prison of some sorts but to be honest he could care less about that stuff, he was more interested for it to hit nightfall so he can explore again, well that was, until a bit of a situation happened.

He was walking alone in the halls and he could hear the faint sound of someone crying. 

'Where's that crying coming from?' Harry though as he looked around. He was led by the noise of sadness to and empty classroom with a 1st year Hufflepuff crying. She was about 6 inches taller than him with pale sking and long blonde hair that looked to be quite bushy. Not missing out on an opportunity, Harry decided to act.

'Maybe I could use one of the creatures to cheer her up.' Harry thought as he looked towards the invisible watch. He looked around and after confirming no-one was coming he de-glamoured the watch and popped up the face-plate and switched to a shilouette that looked like a small child with three fins on it's head, one on top and two at the side.

He pressed down the face-plate and watched ass he transformed into the new creature.

It had completely green circular eyes, 3 white fins on it's head and had the size of a small child. It head the hourglass symbol on it's forehead and had four whiskers. Most of it's body was black and on it's arms were two cylindrical things that were green at the top were on it as well as three more on it's stomach.

 Most of it's body was black and on it's arms were two cylindrical things that were green at the top were on it as well as three more on it's stomach

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"Hmm, I think I'll call this one Ditto." Harry said. His voice was higher in pitch, akin to that of a small child. "Well, let's get to work."

He walked in and strolled up to the crying girl without her noticing and tapped her shoulder with one of his oversized fingers. The girl turned around and had a shocked look on her face, but couldn't seem to act on it as her emotional state was too fractured....for now anyway if Harry had anything to say about it.

"Hey there, what's up?" He asked, looking up to the girl.

"A-a-all th-the p-people,*sob* k-keep s-saying I-I'm n-not g-g-good enough." The girl stuttered as tears dripped from her eyes.

'Ahh, a Neville scenario.' Harry thought. He came up with it because Neville was going through the exact same thing.

"Well, why do they say that?" Harry, or Ditto asked curiously.

"T-they keep saying I-I'm n-nothing more t-than a sq-squib." The girl stuttered in response.

'Definitely a Neville scenario.' Harry thought.

"Hmm, what's your name?" Harry asked.

"A-April P-Pyre."

"Well April, it's nice to meet you. I'm Ditto." Harry said to her.

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