Surprise, Surprise

"Damn it all. Never again am I going to use Raging Judgment, its going to be Judgment Fury, or just plain old Judgment if I can manage to cast the damn spell." Aurian's voice, and from under his bed. Harry turned and looked under said bed, and found himself looking at a pair of faintly glowing silver eyes, with pale black slivers of pupils. "And I'm blind too, oh joy, will the wonders never cease." Her hand moved foreword, and reached him. "And I suppose that this is Harry that I've found. Hello Harry." She muttered, and proceeded to inch herself out from under his bed, bringing dust with her. Aurian sat up, and leaned back against his bed.
"You're blind?" Harry asked. Aurian still had her wings, there seemed smaller than before, and that was when he realized why. They were folding, and soon she only had a small diamond shaped arm-like thing, and then that disappeared with a small cloud of gold sparkles. Aurian turned to face him, pinpointing his location by sound, and possibly something else as well, her ears shifting to become long, and pointed.
"Yep. I should be able to see again in a little while. We are in your room?" she asked.
"Yah. Do you get blind often?" Harry asked.
"Ummm... Usually when I over extend my self. Like jumping worlds and times like I just did, then I need to rest for a while, like one day. It takes more recovering for more people to transport. My 'blind spells' are completely random, most of the time." Aurian's pupils slowly grew rounder, so that she no longer had grey slivers, but more like grey ovals. "Ah.. I can see colors now. Always an improvement."


I'm bored. So I won't be telling you how we connect from this point in time to the next. This part just doesn't interest me enough for me to write it. There will be more, and I will go into greater detail for the more. But this little part doesn’t scream for me to write it. So you get to sit, and imagine. Actually, all I shall say is that Harry some how manages to convince his uncle that Aurian is a friend he met a long time ago in 'real' school, and needs a place to stay for the night before she leaves the country. Some how, Aurian manages to keep from murdering them all. 
-- Frozen


Aurian walked out of the Dursley home grumbling to herself in multiple languages. She really wanted to slam the door, but as the hour was early, around four am, she didn't want to wake the lot up, and bring further problems on Harry's head. So she pulled the black trench coat tighter around herself, and stomped off, growling even more angrily, to the forest she had directed Ed to land in. As soon as she stepped into the magically hidden clearing, owls bombarded her. All five of them held scrolls, or letters from Hogwarts, in two of the bird's cases. Aurian leaned on her ship, accepting a letter from owl. This heavier one was a letter saying that she was accepted into Hogwarts, school of witchcraft and wizardry. One of the corners of Aurian's mouth turned up, ever so slightly. The other was offering a job as the 'Foriegn Culture' Professor at the same magical school. Now Aurian was smiling, and it was not a regular 'happy' smile, more like a predatory one what showed fangs. She pulled off her left glove, and stared at the hand. It glowed, then looked like something pale and nearly invisible on it shattered, and the silvery 'skin' of her fake limb showed in the pale light of the new morning. Opening the tip of the first finger, revealing a small point like a pen, she wrote two words in a strange blocky yet flowing silver script 'Why not?' on the back of the letter. This she tied to the owl's leg, who glanced at her and to the air. The other three were from a 'Ministry of Magic'. The first was a warning about 'underage magic'. Aurian was smiling even more now, as her 'shields' were obviously working, she was at least 5021, but that was just the last time she had been keeping track, so she was much, much, much  older. So she snorted, and turned this one over as well, with writing in a ancient rune style that she was sure was not taught, or at least not taught the last time she had been on this particular Earth, that read 'Check your math. You missed several zero's.' another read that she was to stay clear from a 'Mr. Potter'. Her reply to that was 'I know not of what you speak. Mr. Potter is the name of the father of my friend Harry, and the father is dead.' These owls fled as well, leaving a rather uncomfortable looking large one. This one's message was about her being an 'unidentified, magical, flying object' and warnings about retaliation if she was to try to abduct anyone, destroy cities, or attempt to destroy earth. Aurian smile broadened, and her canine teeth grew slightly, in both length and sharpness. Aurian beckoned for the owl to sit on her shoulder as she entered her ship and the owl did so. Aurian waved Ed silent s she went for some kind of recording device that wasn't magical, nor was to difficult to operate. She set it up so that it was facing her.
"Well, 'Ministry of Magic.' Her I am, your alien. Unfortunately for me, or possibly for you, I am not capable of destroying any planet larger than the size of your moon that does not already have large amount of explosives on it. Unless I destroy myself in the process. And I'm not that suicidal. Anymore." She said, in English. With a small motion of her hand, the devise went off, and put it in the letter, and gave it back to the owl. It left with Ed, as Aurian sat in a chair, and put her feet up on an edge that wasn't there before hand.
"I suppose I should head for that 'Gringots' place, and the Leaky Cauldron." Aurian sighed as Ed came back in the Ship. "And that’s in London. A long walk."
"You could take a 'cycle." Ed pointed out, but Aurian just shook her head.
"I think I'll try this Knight bus." Aurian said. She replaced the tip of her finger and replaces left glove. "I wonder if my auto-mail counts as a wand. Or if the bus needs any maintenance."
i feel evil. dont ask why. ... hehehehe
--Frozen