PLAY WITH FIRE
CHAPTER ZERO
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🔥❄🌬🍃| 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞
'I've always liked to play with fire'

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Iris Falcone and Eudoria Blanche were flying beside Hagrid on his flying motorcycle with an infant Harry Potter wrapped in a blanket and being hung by a sling around the half giants neck. The two witches in the form of a flaming Phoenix and a snowy owl flapped their wings behind Hagrid while keeping a lookout for anyone, Deatheaters in particular.

The front wheel of the motorcycle gently touched the ground of the road of Privet Drive. The motorcycle road a little further before making a stop infront of number 4 where they found Albus Dumbledore and Minerva Mcgonagall standing infront of the house.

As Hagrid climbed off of his motorcycle, Iris and Eudoria transformed back into their human forms. Iris took deep breaths as she smoothed down her robes and felt another tear role down her face.

It had only been mere moments since she had found her hest friends dead bodies in their home in Godric's Hollow.

Eudoria pulled her friend into a side hug as they made their way to the other witch and wizards. Dumbledore took the baby boy from Hagrids arms.

"Albus, do you really think it's safe? Leaving him with these people?" Mcgonagall asked the man as the two other witches scurried behind them. "I've watched them all day they are the worst sort of Muggles imaginable. They really are."

"The only family he has." Dumbledore interrupted.

"This boy will be famous. There won't be a child in our world that won't know his name." Eudoria stated.

"Exactly, he's far better off growing up away from all that." Dumbledore started.

"Until he's ready?" Iris asked as she looked at the older wizard who nodded his head at her.

Dumbledore placed the baby on the ground infront of the door earning a sniff from Hagrid.

"There...there Hagrid. After all, this isn't really good bye." Dumbledore assured to him as Eudoria patted his back.

The three professors and auror turned back to the baby boy as Dumbledore placed a and written letter on the blanket he was wrapped in.

"Good luck, Harry Potter." Eudoria told the boy before her and Iris turned back into one of their 3 magical creature forms, flaming Phoenix and Snowy Owl and took off to the sky.

Heres the prologue and I'm excited to show you the rest :)