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Welcome to the start of the journey! The first chapter to this story will be posted the 26th, so stay tuned! But in the meantime, here's some backround information that you probably need to understand the story!
-Harry is finally eighteen years old, and is back at Hogwarts to repeat the last year of schooling. Most students are able to be classified by their fifth year, but due to the extremely stressful situation Harry was under, he hasn’t presented until now. Most of the world is made up of alpha, beta, omega, caregiver and little. Most alphas are also caregivers by default. Littles are extremely rare, and represent a pure and young soul, which is why Harry is completely confused when he gets classified. He was Harry Potter, why was he shoved into this sudden one percent of the population?
-Caregivers have extremely painful instincts and will be in distress if they are unable to care for a little in distress.
-Unlike omegas who can often repress heats and scents by the use of suppressors, this is an extremely difficult task for littles. Impossible really. They can’t really mask their scent unless they are wearing an item of a caregiver. Their body starts to kick in and display more childlike traits when the person believes they are in a safe place and not in imminent danger.
-Littles get extremely distressed when not properly cared for. They get sick and weak, and their eyes flash purple when they are near the end of their sanity. Everyday tasks become harder, and it would be as if a new weight was being added to their shoulders everyday.
-While the other classifications are but mere chance, becoming little have to do with childhood, and how one grew up. If they weren’t able to get the proper love and care growing up, it determines their classification. Unless the person is able to get help from a friend or peer, they will most likely end up as a little.
-Harry spent his entire life going through pain and stressful encounters, and just shrugs it off, mind immediately jumping to block it off. But now that the danger is over, and there's no villain to fight, he’s left with nothing but his thoughts. He becomes a danger to himself, ridiculing himself for having such stupid needs and wants, and trying to push off these bad memories once more, but nothing seems to be working.
As a child, Harry was starved and neglected, never able to have a childhood for himself as he constantly sacrificed himself for the good of the people. Sure, he’s always wondered what it was like to be loved, but he wasn’t expecting it to happen so soon.