mysteriousmissy26
Rose Ella Potter disappeared one terrible night.
She will never be found.
Because Rose Potter no longer exists.
When Vernon Dursley goes too far, accidental magic transforms a frightened child into something else entirely.
Not protection. Not healing.
Change.
Human flesh becomes golden fur. Magic becomes psychic energy. DNA is rewritten into an Abra.
The transformation is absolute.
Even the fragment of Voldemort's soul inside her cannot survive it.
Rose Potter is gone.
In her place is a small, injured Pokémon whose only instinct is:
Teleport.
She vanishes from Privet Drive-
and reappears at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
No one knows what she is.
Not Dumbledore. Not McGonagall. Not Hagrid. Not Madam Pomfrey.
But the frightened creature knows exactly who she wants.
Severus Snape.
For reasons no one understands, the Abra chooses him as her safe place. She sleeps in his rooms, hides in his robes, and teleports onto his shoulder when scared.
Madam Pomfrey eventually calls in help.
Professor Samuel Oak.
Oak recognizes her immediately: a young, injured female Abra.
He provides care instructions, a Poké Ball, and registration paperwork.
Only one thing is missing.
A name.
Severus gives her one.
Aster Snape.
And so begins the strangest bond Hogwarts has ever seen.
A tiny Abra who sleeps most of the day.
A sarcastic Potions professor who insists he is not spoiling her.
A castle unprepared for a teleporting Pokémon.
And an old Professor who warns Severus she will not stay small forever.
Abra. Kadabra. Alakazam.
And perhaps one day...
Mega Alakazam.
The wizarding world may search for Rose Potter.
Voldemort may wonder about his missing Horcrux.
Prophecies may fail.
But none of it matters to Aster.
She isn't the Girl-Who-Lived.
She isn't a Potter.
She isn't human.
She is Aster.
A female Abra.
Severus Snape's registered Pokémon.
And, despite his denial...
Hogwarts' most spoiled little creature.