Ladies and Gentlemen the story I have now is again a Girl Harry Story, I personally love this kind and so I write them. I do not own Harry Potter, I do not make any profit of this and who ever think that I do well good luck. This will only be on the first chapter so deal.

Onto the story!!!!

Chapter 1

The night sky was dark as a little girl of five years old made herself as small as possible in her small cupboard of a room. Her long black hair fell past her shoulders in soft waives and her bright emerald green eyes were clouded with tears. This little girl was known as Rowena Potter. She was petit for her age but very beautiful. The people of Privet Drive did not understand why the Dusley's said she was a horrible child sense she was so nice to everybody. Everybody in the area noticed how she dressed and so donated clothe to her, wish the Dusley's could not refuse or give away. When ever the Dusley's would go away they would have plenty of offers to baby sit Rowena and always took advantage. Rowena didn't mind since she found it better to stay with somebody who was nice tot her then go with the Dusley's. With a last sniff Rowena closed her eyes and fell asleep.

"Open your eyes little angels, it's time to see who you three really are." whispered a soft voice that made her open her eyes. What she saw made her gasp she was in her cupboard and certainly wasn't at Privet Drive.

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The night sky was dark as a little girl of five years old lay in her bed in her room. This little girl had long dark coffee brown hair that was in soft ringlets and dark matching brown eyes. She was known as Hermione Granger. She was intelligent and mostly kept to herself. Yet this little girl knew something that nobody but her family knew. One night she herd her parents talking about her. Her mother wanted to tell her something important and she soon found out what it was. She had been adopted, she wasn't truly a Granger. Of course she kept this to herself known the two people she once called mom and dad would deny the truth. She just wished she would find who she really was one day.

Turning her face to look out the window she finally closed her eyes and fell asleep.

"Open your eyes little angels, it's time to see who you three really are." whispered a soft voice making her open her eyes. What she saw was not what she expected. Not only was she not in her bedroom but there were three people with her. Two her age and one clearly older then her.

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The night sky was dark as a little boy of five years old lay in his bed curled into a little ball. This little boy had dark red hair and brightly blue eyes and his name was Ronald Weasley. He preferred to be called Ron and everybody did actually call him that. He was the youngest of six brothers and second youngest of seven children. Yet he was the most different of the entire family even more different then people believed for you see the Weasley family was a family of wizards. He knew that he had to be different as to get attention from his parents yet it never seemed to work but he never stopped. He had a secret love of books that he didn't want anybody to know. He had bored books from his brother's trunks and read them. He really loved the Arithmancy books they helped him a lot with his Chest playing.

Looking outside he blinked then sighed if his mother check and found him awake she would have a fit. Closing his eyes he fell asleep.

"Open your eyes little angels, it's time to see who you three really are." whispered a soft voice making him open his eyes. What he saw was shocking to say the list, he wasn't at the burrow and he certainly never met the people around him.

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"Hello young one and welcome to the realm of light." said the woman who stood in front of them. The woman looked to be very young and had long beautiful lilac hair. Her eyes were silver and her skin was creamy white. She wore an off the shoulder gown that fitted her upper body but flared out at the hips. There was only one word to describe the beautiful woman was Angel.

"Are you an angel?" whispered Hermione.

"In a way I am little ones but my name is Anastasia and I am the lady of the realm of light." she answered bending down so that the three five years could see her better.

"Now why don't you three introduce yourselves to each other." She said with a smile.

All three looked at each other and seemed to get very shy all of a sudden then Rowena spoke up breaking the silence.

"My name Rowena it's nice to meet you all." she whispered looking up at them from behind her long black eyelashes.

"I'm Ron." whispered Ron shuffling innocently.

"It's nice to meet the both of you, my names Hermione." whispered Hermione hands clasped in front of her and a blush on her chicks.

"Ah children, such innocents I have forgotten." Said Anastasia with a smile. "Now that you all know each other I have something to tell you." she continued. "You three must be wondering why I brought you all here well it is simple, you three have the purist hearts I have ever seen and it is very good that you all are the same age. Sadly this must be placed onto your shoulders at the age of five or it will never truly develop." She began. "One of you knows the powers of Magic and yes magic exists, it is not known in the worlds you, Hermione, and you, Rowena live in. You will of course be introduced to the world of magic at age eleven." She continued. "This titles I am to bestow onto you are not to be told to anybody unless you have been given permission is that understood?" she asked them.

"Yes." They all answered together and very seriously making the woman smile.

"You three will be three of the most powerful guardians on earth. The Guardian of Souls, the Guardian of the Door of Death, and finally the Guardian of Dreams, these three titles are very strong and will be recognized around the world if used in secret identities. They also hold a lot of influences in the world of Magic for these three Guardians are extremely powerful. I want you three to be careful so that the power does not go to your heads as it has done too many people, but I have faith in you three." She said with a smile. "Now I bestow onto you the marks of your guardian, birthmarks. A butterfly for the Guardian of souls, am hourglass for a the Guardian of the door of Death and a fairy for the Guardian of Dreams." She said raising her hand as a staff appeared. Suddenly the three children glowed each a different color, Hermione glowed purple, Ron glowed silver and Rowena glowed cerulean blue. "When you arrive back into the real world you will se that things will have changed for the three of you. New powers will show and it is up to you to control them. A book will also appear in your rooms invisible to all but you and the people you chose to allow passage. This books will explain your powers to you in detail and help you control them it will also for the both of you let you learn more about the wizarding world." she said a smile on her lips. "You will see children that one day what other people think is not what is important but what you think is. Do not lose faith in who you are and do not lose sight of your dreams and wishes. Hope for a day you can be true to yourselves and always remember that you are who you are." whispered Anastasia as the three children disappeared. "Good luck little one's the world is a hard place but together you can do anything you want."

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Waking up, Hermione thought that her dream had just been that, a dream a fantasy, something that couldn't possibly have happened. But then she sat up and looked down to see a book on her bed. The book was thick and very beautiful. The cover was white and gold and had a fairy on top of it. Rubbing her eyes she placed her hand to the cover and gasped as it glowed softly. Her eyes filled with happiness but before she could start reading her book her mother knocked at the door.

"Wake up Hermione its morning and so not the time to be in bed." said the woman from the other side of the door.

"I'm up mother." She answered.

Smiling brightly Hermione looked out the window thinking about the other two guardians, one day she would be who she dreamed to be and she would finally, maybe have friends of her own like her big sister did.

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Ron Weasley woke up in the morning but didn't want to open his eyes. He wished that last night hadn't just been a dream a fantasy and that it really did happen. But as he opened his eyes he sat up only to fell something beside him. Looking he gasped as he saw a book laying there innocently. The book was thick and had a white and gold cover with a gold hourglass. Hand shaking he touched it and gasped again as a glow surrounded it. Soon a grin formed on his face, last night hadn't been a dream and somewhere out there in the world he had two people that could possibly one day be his friends.

"Breakfast!" came the screaming voice of his mother making him wince and cover his ears but still the smile didn't leave his lips.

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Rowena was woken up to pounding on her door yet she didn't want to open her eyes. Last night she had the most amassing dream and wished it would have come true. A world of Magic seemed too beautiful in her eyes. Finally she opened her eyes only to blink in shock as she saw a book beside her. The book was thick and had a white and gold cover with a gold butterfly on it that was encased in a gold crystal like case. Touching the book gently she gasped as a glow surrounded it. A smile soon appeared on her face and she sat up.

Some were out there in the world she would perhaps have two friends, her first two friends hopefully. Maybe from now on her life would get a little bit better.

"Up Girl!" screamed her aunt, making her cover her sensitive ears, yet her smile remained.

"Coming aunt Petunia!" she said softly making the banging stop. Gently she dressed in a light yellow sun dress that had white sun flowers on it and then put a pair of white flats on. She brushed her hair then left the cupboard closing the door she went into the kitchen to start her new day.

Meanwhile in the Wizarding world several things were happening. In the Ministry of Magic's Department of Mysteries three knew bottles appeared. (Imagine the Anima bottles just resembling there new birthmarks.) Under each bottle was scribed the names of the three newest guardians. Guardian of Souls RP. Guardian of the Door of Death RW. Guardian of Dreams HG/AC.

In Gringotts the Head Goblin jumped as three keys appeared on his desk. The keys of the Guardians made of crystal and yellow gold, designed to fit the crest of each guardian. Gently he gathered them in his hands eyes as big as saucers. Three new guardians were chosen and the guardian vaults were re-open wish hadn't happened in over a two thousand years.

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