This particular AURRY fanfic is an AU, where Harry is cancer free... _Hero-Hydrangea_ 

Ah, a chance to live without the fears of that rogue cell called cancer. And who wouldn't take that offer? Not AURRY. This alternate universe never gave Harry cancer, he never became an epileptic, never had to deal with surgeries or chemotherapy.
This is a chance to live happily ever after.

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Not long ago, the rain has started to pour down in Ninjago. But rain doesn't stop a ninja, nor her enemies. The yellow ninja was fighting bravely in a side alley of Ninjago City.
But she was all alone in her fight, the team has not come to her rescue. The brute of a fighter she was opposing wasn't bigger, but was certainly crazier. Some called her Ultra Violet, for who knows why.
The fight was brave, and both were tiring. This was now a game of who would break first, who would drop their weapon last.
Vines and daggers were everywhere, who could tell that this was once an alley anyway? It was now a jungle. The courageous ninja managed to get one hit on her opponent, one on the leg, nearly crippling her.
But Ultra Violet was fast. The ninja didn't see it coming. The blade was sharp and jagged. To soon the blood was shed equally. To soon did the ninja fall. To soon did the villainess get away. To soon the world begun to fade to black.
To soon did the ninja fall.

The rain showed her no mercy, pounding on her light head, and jabbing little whispers of disgrace. 'the ninja had lost. She was alone. No one to save you, little ninja. " said the thunder. The ground beneath her mocked her wound, with blood starting to pool on its weary face. The Sun did not shine for her that day.

Or did it?

As the pain of her flesh having been ripped open grew, so did her weariness. Sleep was enticing, it held all the comfort she saw; a deadly facade. Slowly, she pulled off her hood, revealing a bruised and tired face. Sweet, but fierce. Her hand slid down her side to the hole she felt in her body. So much blood there was.

Just as all hope seemed lost to the gray skies, a handsome young man appeared in front of her. In his nimble hands were a gun and med kit, a sight of relief for the ninja. He spoke gently, with a kind but firm voice. The words slipped through her mind as easy as water through a strainer, but not before collecting his name: Harry.

Yes, I just did that.