Harry Potter

Ever since you were just twelve and your sister was one year old, your mother left through passing away and it left you with the responsibility of taking care of your sister and yourself as well. you clean the houses of your neighbors for living, you scrub walls and floors for the gallons that will help you and your sister survive a day. you did it repeatedly until now you are nineteen. you didn't go to school because of poverty but you have a knowledge, it's because you read books of your bosses, the ones they throw out when they don't need it already. meanwhile, Harry potter is everything but a status of poverty. he's one of a rich man he is but still works because he has nothing to do. he's in his late twenties and still single, believing that women only wants to be with him because of his wealth and status. he's the head of the Auror and right now, they're on the mission to keep everyone inside their house before curfew for their own safety. one late afternoon, you are talking to your boss when you heard your sister's cry so you apologize as you run out to see what happened. two Aurors are there, one was holding your sister, and one is crouching in front of her. you approach them as yon explain why she's outside and it's because of your boss. the aurors apologize and my heart ache for my sister when they told me that they thought she is a homeless kid. probably because of her lanky form and raggy clothes. I thanked them as they let her go, I was about to yo back inside when another Aurora went out of the alley, probably just done checking something, the person revealed itself as Harry potter in his crisp Aurora robe and who's presence demands attention.

Auror Harry