September 1st had arrived, Harry already had his shrunken trunk inside his jeans pocket as he lagged behind his parents and the 'almighty, all powerful Boy-Who-Lived' at King's Cross station. As usual his parents had barely even registered the fact that Harry and Rosy existed, which Harry couldn't care less about now.
"Rosy quit pulling my hair, it freakin hurts." Harry cringed as his little sister giggled while yanking on his long messy black locks.
"Go horsey!" Little Rosy chirped in her child-like voice, causing Harry to groan. Harry deliberately slowed down as he watched his parents and his bitch of a brother walk through the barrier. Pulling on his hood of his black hoodie, much to Little Rosy's disappointment, Harry ran into the wall between Platform's 9 and 10. He smiled when he saw the reds and blacks of the Hogwarts Express, but his attention was soon diverted when he heard flashes of cameras and scribbling of quick quills.
Harry sneered at his brother, who was giving pompous poses and blowing kisses at the cameras, he was about to walk off when a certain annoying blonde reporter grabbed his hand wrist and said in a sickly sweet voice, "Harry Potter, Rita Skeeter, how does it feel that your brother, the-boy-who-lived is now finally going to Hogwarts, happy, proud?"
Harry simply stared menacingly at the reporter and said harshly, "No comment, now get your filthy hands off me." With that he shrugged off the reporter's hand walked off to where the Malfoys were standing.
"Lord Malfoy, Lady Malfoy." Harry greeted politely and shook hands with Lucius Malfoy then brushed his lips against Narcissa Malfoy's knuckles when she held it in front of him.
"Harry dear, it is wonderful to see you again. How was your summer." Narcissa said with a film star smile.
"It was enjoyable." Harry responded and flinched when Little Rosy decided to cover his eyes and said in her little girl voice, "Guess who".
When Harry just gently pulled her hands off, Rosy blushed when she saw Narcissa Malfoy smiling at her and hid behind her brother's neck.
"Hello Rosaline." Narcissa said, "Has Harry been good to you?"
Little Rosy giggled and chirped happily, "Yeah!"
"Umm…so where is Elan and Draco?" Harry asked.
"Finally, Potter, I thought you had forgotten about us." A haughty voice said jokingly behind him.
"Elan!" Lucius barked. "Oh right father, Uncle Sev mode activate." Elan smirked while twirling strands of blonde hair.
Lucius just sighed and Narcissa had a small smile on her face, Draco just grinned widely.
"Alright, boys, onboard now." Lucius barked after looking at his pocket watch. Narcissa gave all three of them a big hug, while Lucius shivered at the sentimentality.
"Elan, Harry, please do keep Draco out of trouble, his self control is almost non-existent." Lucius drawled while smirking at his youngest son.
"FATHER!" Draco cried. "Will do, boss." Elan gave a salute, and grabbed the back of Draco's shirt and carried him off.
"Take care, Harry." Narcissa said after giving him one last hug. Harry nodded after shaking hands goodbye with Lucius, sprinted near to where his parents were who were busy with Eric.
"Harry, why were you conversing with the Malfoys?" Lily asked, she felt extremely jealous when she saw Narcissa hugging her baby.
"Who I choose to talk to is none of your business." Harry snapped.
"Don't talk to your mother like that." James said, frowning.
"Mother? Funny, this woman cannot be my mother because it would seem that she doesn't even remember when my birthday is." Harry sneered and turned his attention to his little sister who had watched the heated exchange with wide, innocent green eyes.
"Be a good girl Rosy. And I'll get you more crystallized pineapples." Harry said warmly to the little redhead who looked like she was going to burst out in tears very soon. The Little girl wrapped her small arms around his legs tightly, after a few seconds Little Rosy unclenched her grasp and smiled tearfully when her eldest brother placed several kisses on her cheeks.
"See ya real soon Rosy." Harry shouted back and waved as he sprinted onboard the Hogwart's Express. Lily Potter felt her heart tear when Harry snapped at her, his eyes had nothing but hatred when they met hers, unlike when she saw him talking to Narcissa and Lucius Malfoy; everything had gone so wrong, how she yearned that she could take back all the neglect Harry suffered from her and James' hand. She was so deep in her thoughts that she barely took notice as Eric Potter boarded the train.
Harry calmly strode past the train corridor before he found Elan, Roger and Cedric in the compartment they first met in. "Took you long enough." Elan said from his chess game with Cedric, who just gave a smile of greeting.
Roger was already asleep, listening to his Walkman. "Sorry, family issues were longer than I expected." Harry said as he took a seat next to Roger.
"Didn't you say your brother's starting first year this year? Where is he?" Cedric asked.
"Told him to buzz off. Twerp needs to start learning to start changing his own diapers." Elan snorted.
Cedric, who was taking a drink of pumpkin juice choked and laughed uncontrollably. Suddenly their compartment door opened, revealing a chubby boy with glasses,"Harry do you have any more money?" Eric Potter asked, his eyes filled with greed.
Harry's lips curled into a sneer, "I'm not your personal bank, go bugger someone else." Eric was about to retort when the door slammed shut in front of his face and a loud locking noise ensured. Inside the compartment, Harry merely fished out his Advanced Transfiguration from his book bag and begin reading, Elan looked at Cedric and nodded, when Harry was pissed off, avoid eye contact at all costs.
"So, how's things going with Chang, Ceddy?" Elan said with a mischievous look in his eyes.
Cedric blushed and growled, "Never you mind, how's you and Zabini doing?"
"Nothing much, hung out together in the summer and had some fun time…nothing serious" Elan said, shrugging.
Harry rolled his eyes at their antics when gulped when he felt Elan's piercing stare on his face, "Listen Ceddy, we need to get Potter a girlfriend, he's reading a freaking book on freaking transfiguration on a train to Hogwarts." Elan said and feeling bold added, "You know, Anna actually thought he was gay…" He didn't get to finish that sentence when he ran out of the compartment frantically after nearly getting hit by Harry's cutting curse.
"What's goin on?" Roger yawned, he saw a ripped seat in front of him, Cedric laughing hysterically on the floor and Harry looking murderous. Night had arrived when the train pulled onto Hogsmeade station. After Harry had cooled down, the four teenagers got changed into their school robes and filed out of the train.
"See ya guys later." Cedric said as he made his way to Cho Chang who waved at Harry and Roger, both could only wave back weakly.
"First years over there. See you at the sorting. If you're not in Slytherin or Ravenclaw" Elan raised a fist between Draco's eyes, who swallowed loudly.
Then he placed his arms around Harry and Roger's shoulder and steered them over to a carriage, making kissing motions to every witch he locked eye contact with. "My God…" Harry shook his head as they entered the carriage. Elan just grinned widely as the carriage began its journey towards the castle.
Many students were whispering as the three boys made their way into the Great Hall, all the whispering had something to do about The Boy Who Lived, Harry just sneered as he waved Elan goodbye as he made his way to the Ravenclaw table with Roger in tow.
Harry remained quiet amidst all the whispering. Finally the doors to the Great Hall opened and the first years were being led by the Transfiguration Professor and Head of Gryffindor, Minerva McGonagall. Unrolling a scroll the Scottish descent professor began reading the names, Harry zoned out until he saw Draco walking confidently up to the old moldy hat, instantly images of his sorting three years ago came back to him.
An eleven year old Harry Potter gulped as his name was called out, there were many whispering and murmuring,
"The Boy Who Lived has an older brother?"
"How come I've never heard of him?"
"You think I can ask him to get an autograph from his brother?"
Harry felt raw anger burning as whisperings continued, his knuckles were clenched so tightly that it was turning snow white. Clearing his emotions, Harry swept himself confidently and gracefully to the stool and sat down. He felt the Sorting Hat fall on top of his head, and suddenly, he heard a voice. "Ooooh, Such a young natural Occlumens, too bad it won't work against me, lets see, lets see, what have we here? A precog and flame manipulator. Aaah, and what? The real Boy Who Lived…"
Harry immediately sneered back, "So what? Gonna report me to Dumbies now? You worthless excuse of a hat. You breathe one word to anyone, you won't live long enough for another sorting."
"Calm down, young one…why should I destroy my one source of entertainment? Now I have something to look forward to. Now lets see your qualities, not reckless, very bright, very powerful, calculating are you? Oooooh, what's this? You believe knowledge is power….Well you made it abundantly clear, young Potter, there's only one place you're going….RAVENCLAW!" All the Ravenclaws burst into great applause but Harry only sent them a sneer as he settled in on a table near the entrance of the Great Hall.
"SLYTHERIN!" Harry was snapped out of his memories as he applauded and gave Elan an air high five. Draco made his way to the Slytherin and sat next to his elder brother who locked an arm around his head and mercilessly gave him a knuckle sandwich, messing up Draco's carefully done gelled hair.
"Potter, Eric." McGonagall called out, instantly, loud murmurings and whisperings filled the Great Hall, all the girls wanted to barf or looked disgusted when a chubby boy with glasses swaggered up to the sorting.
"Merlin, that whale is your brother Harry?" Elena Turpin, a tall slender girl with long brown hair and dark chocolate brown eyes asked,
"Unfortunately Elena, yes." Harry said to his fellow fourth year, and smirked when her sister, Lisa Turpin blushed when meeting his gaze from the sorting line. Harry then smiled his Quidditch superstar smile at her and all the girls nearby sighed in admiration.
"Potter, quit smiling so lecherously at my sister." Elena snapped.
Harry simply responded by flashing her the same smile and grinned when she melted and blushed beet red. Who could blame her, Harry unlike most Potter males, had perfect vision and in addition was very good looking, tall, muscular, with tanned skin, a hard six pack and glowing green eyes that simply could leer into one's soul.
"Wow Harry, what's with the sudden change, what happened to the old cold hearted bastard?" Roger said with newfound awe and respect in his best friend.
"Since a certain Zabini questioned my preferences in sexes." Harry said, staring at Anna Zabini at the Slytherin table who was staring back at him with curious violet eyes, twirled her shoulder blonde hair and was smirking at him.
Harry saw her whisper something in Elan's ear and Elan immediately gave Harry two thumbs up and a silent wolf howl. Harry turned back to the sorting and was surprised when the hat placed him into Gryffindor, "House of the Brave, HAH! Pathetic idiot still wets himself whenever someone mentions Lord Snakeface" Harry thought and nudged Roger and both sniggered at Cedric, who breathed in relief that Eric Potter wasn't in Hufflepuff.
The sorting ended with Blaise Zabini who got sorted into Slytherin, she looked like a miniature version of Anna and Harry was shocked when Blaise gave him a shy smile before taking an empty seat next to her elder sister. "Looks like someone has an admirer." Elena teased but froze when Harry cupped her chin, tilted his head and stared deep into her brown eyes, "Really?"With that he released his hold and smiled when Elena blushed profusely and looked down to the floor.
"Alright, everyone please dig in, Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!" Dumbledore said.
"Hmmph, still the same senile old manipulative bastard I see." Harry sneered as he turned his attention to his plate, his face soon turned into one of disgust as he saw Eric Potter shoving food into his mouth with his bare hands.
"Uugh…I think I just lost my appetite" Cho Chang said.
"If you think its bad already, you don't want to come over to my house for dinner." Harry said, a cold shiver chilling his spine as he delicately used his knife to cut his steak.
Soon, the desserts appeared and disappeared, once again. "Now we've been fed and watered. It is time for a good night's rest. Your respective heads will hand you your schedule tomorrow morning before breakfast. A word of caution, the third floor and Forbidden Forest are restricted areas. Goodnight." Dumbledore said warmly.
People were still whispering about Eric Potter as they left the great hall, the Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs, as usual, rushed to see who could leave the hall first in an ungraceful manner which the Ravenclaws and Slytherins found amusing. Then the Ravenclaws filed out, with many witches giggling at Harry, who just walked faster with Roger lagging behind him.
As they reached Ravenclaw Tower, the portrait asked, "What is broken every time it's spoken?"
Harry tilted his head and answered, "Silence"
The portrait instantly swung open, revealing a common room decorated with bronze and blue. "As you can see, Ravenclaw Tower has no solid password, to get in, we need to answer a riddle. You won't get in if you can't answer it, it's the only way to learn." Harry explained to the younger students who nodded furiously.
Then he left them with the prefects and stretched as he disappeared into the boy's dormitory. Taking out his trunk, Harry flicked his arm and enlarged it back to its original size. Quickly changing into his nightclothes, Harry fell unconscious in his bed.
The next few weeks were amusing, Harry had heard from McGonagall that his dim-witted brother was unable to transfigure a matchstick into a needle after four days of attempting it. His head of house, Filius Flitwick had told him that Eric Potter was incapable of performing a levitating charm, which caused Roger who was sitting next to Harry to fall out of his chair and started to laugh hysterically. And potions, well, lets just put it mildly that Professor Snape was less than impressed by Eric Potter's boil cure potion and his arrogance which was identical to James Potter. Harry had a tough time not smiling like Christmas had arrived when he heard from the first years that Snape had insulted and completely humiliated his brother.
Quidditch Try-outs have also been eventful, Harry as usual, defended his reputation of being the best chaser in Hogwarts by scoring 210 points on his own. He smirked when he saw Oliver Wood and Marcus Flint both scribbling down rapid notes on their parchments, no doubt ways to stop Ravenclaw from winning the Cup for a fourth consecutive year. Both had flames in their eyes as Harry locked eye contact with them.
Landing suavely on his Nimbus 2000, which he had bought with his own money from brewing potions with Professor Snape, Harry was immediately swarmed by rabid fan girls who were carrying all sorts of things for him to sign, parchment, photographs, even brassieres and panties. The whole Ravenclaw team and Cedric fell down with laughter when they saw Harry sprinting away with a swarm of fan girls behind him, shouting cries of help.
Nobody saw Eric Potter glaring with rage and jealousy as he thought, "I should be the one with fan girls chasing me, I'm the Boy Who Lived." Since his first day at Hogwarts, the only friend he had was one Ronald Weasley who was basically his lap dog. Whenever he tried talking to girls, they either barfed or just screamed and ran away. And also, his Quidditch Abilities sucked, he was afraid of heights. What made it worst was that his housemates slowly acted less warm towards him, Eric didn't understand but of course, his overinflated head prevented him to notice that everyone was repulsed by his arrogance as well as his appearance.
He had lost more than 80 points in the first week alone for back talking and insulting Snape, which was a death wish to anyone who had one ounce of brain. "Lets go get some lunch. More food if we arrive early." Ron Weasley said.
Months went by fairly quickly, Ravenclaw had beaten Hufflepuff in a thrilling 590-410 margin, it was the highest scoring game of Quidditch in Hogwart's history, even with Cho Chang losing the duel of catching the snitch to her boyfriend, Harry and Roger made it up with their chaser abilities. A
ll the witches on the stands where squealing Harry and Roger's names much to most wizard's frustration who were grumbling with jealousy directed at the two chasers.
"We might get to play for England real soon with this form." Roger cheered as the team danced into the locker rooms. Harry just smiled at the thought as he changed out of his Quidditch gear. Another thing had happened that intrigued Harry, on Halloween, a troll was let into Hogwarts and a student was almost killed, Ganger or was it Granger.
Harry was eating a slice of lemon pie when suddenly the doors of the Great Hall burst opened, revealing Quirrell who looked like he had soiled himself as he ran panicky screaming "TROLL! TROLL IN THE DUNGEON!" then promptly fainted.
"Fascinating, don't people usually faint falling backwards?" Elan said to Harry, who just chuckled, whilst the who Great Hall erupted in chaos.
"SILENCE!" Dumbledore bellowed and everyone immediately shut up.
"Prefects, please lead your fellow housemates back to your common rooms." Dumbledore hadn't finished his sentence when Elan shouted with sarcasm, "Our common room IS in the dungeons."
The Slytherins all looked livid at the Headmaster's lack of care for their house. "Right, then please remain in the Great Hall." Dumbledore stammered. Students began filling out of the Great Hall, Harry and Roger both gave nods to Elan and Anna and went out the classroom.
As Harry walked passed the first year Gryffindors, he heard someone say, "Where is Granger?" and his anger rose when he saw his fat arse brother and a red headed ogre looking guiltily.
"Harry, where you going, tower is this way." Roger called out when Harry began to run off.
"I'll meet you later, tell the others I'll be right back." Harry shouted back amidst all the students. Harry was soon in a deserted corridor when he saw an ugly twelve feet mountain troll lumbering slowly into the girl's bathroom. From what he heard from Katie Bell before the feast about how Granger entered the bathroom after some quarrel with some unnamed students and guessing from her absence from the feast meant that she was still crying her eyes out.
Harry immediately ran towards the bathroom and saw a small busy haired girl, frozen with fear with the troll in front of her with its club swung over its head. "Yo dunderhead." That got the troll's attention as it swung its disgusting head at Harry, who pulled out his wand, and after giving a quick bow shouted, "Sectumsempra!"
The troll howled in pain as it was slashed by an invisible sword, blood was now dripping to the floor.
"Confringo!" a horrifying snap could be heard as the troll's knees shattered.
"Now, Reducto!" He smirked as the his blasting curse blew the troll's head clean off and smiled with satisfaction as he tucked his deathstick back into its holster on his hip. The dead troll fell to the ground with an earth shaking thump.
Harry then tread closely to the now sobbing Hermione Granger and without a warning, she launched herself onto him, securing her arms around his waist. To say Harry was shocked would be an understatement, no body save Little Rosy had hugged him.
Slowly he hugged the tear faced first year. Then footsteps could be heard and Harry turned around and saw the white chalk faces of his professors.
"Harry, why were you not in Ravenclaw tower?" Flitwick squeaked with worry at his favorite pupil.
"Sorry Professor Flitwick, I was on my way when I heard a first year said that Granger had not appeared at the feast and thus might not have been given a warning." Harry replied silkily and pulled a still crying Hermione to face the professors.
"Is this true, Miss Granger?" McGonagall asked. Hermione nodded.
"May I be so bold to add that I heard that Miss Granger was poorly treated today. I heard from Katie that she was mocked simply because she wanted to help others." Harry said, his anger was clear.
McGonagall's face turned into one of cold rage as she asked quietly, "Is Mr. Potter correct?"
Hermione nodded and said quietly, "Eric Potter and Ron Weasley said I was just a bossy know it all who had no friends."
McGonagall looked as if she were was very close to erupting. "I see Miss Granger, they will be punished accordingly…Potter, I see that it was you who incapacitated the beast?"
Harry nodded and McGonagall gave him a smile, "A hundred points to Ravenclaw, perhaps?" Flitwick was instantly bouncing up and down with happiness, Snape looked at Harry in what seems to be newfound respect.
"You know, Granger…if you want to talk about academics, Ravenclaw is always an option." Harry said with his charming smile that caused the first year to blush bright red and looked down immediately. Laughing loudly, Harry gave Flitwick and Snape and respectful nod before bolting away.
Harry smiled when he saw the intelligent Gryffindor in a conversation with Padma Patil. It was always good to be have friends that know the real you, not the illusion that surrounds you. Hermione saw Harry looking at her and blushing madly, gave a shy wave, which Harry returned before seeing Roger coming out all changed.
After a quick dinner, Harry returned to Ravenclaw tower but that was when he heard voices from Flitwick's quarters, after casting a disillusionment charm on himself he pressed himself near the door.
"Filius, Quirrell is getting more suspicious. I have a hunch that he let the troll in which nearly killed Granger." Snape said in a low voice. "Hmm…very clever diversion, if it weren't for Mr. Potter. The Philosopher Stone would be gone by now." Flitwick squeaked.
"I do not understand the headmaster, Eric Potter's magical potential is high as a normal squib at the most, it is unlikely that he is the one." Snape mused.
"I agree Severus. Whereas Harry is a prodigy, young Eric is the exact opposite."
Harry breathed heavily as he plopped on his bed,"Philosopher's Stone, created by Nicholas Flamel, the renowned alchemist….ensured eternal life and riches. Who needed to have eternal life?" The answer hit him immediately, Snape mentioned Quirrell being suspicious, meaning that he was most likely in league with the Dark Lord and Dumbledore was doing nothing, which could only mean one thing, he wanted to test Eric Potter.
"He will be mighty disappointed." Harry thought as he closed his eyes.
Christmas had arrived, Hogwarts was covered with a blanket of snow as the students returned home on the Hogwart's Express. Harry spent most of it with the Malfoys as well as Roger and Cedric who came to hang out in Malfoy Manor. Harry, Cedric and Roger all chipped in getting Elan a new Nimbus 2000 and Draco a deluminator.
Harry received dragon hide boots from Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy, and a lot of Zonko's joke products from Elan and Draco as well as new Quidditch gear from Roger and goggles from Cedric. What surprised him the most was that Hermione Granger had sent him a book on Famous English Quidditch players.
Apart from the Malfoys, Harry also spent much time with his little sister, once he returned from Malfoy manor, little Rosy had insisted on him reading bedtime stories and tucking her in bed. They were simply inseparable; Harry surprised her by taking her to the zoo which turned out to be one of his happiest memories in his life, to him, his little sister giggling was the most beautiful music he could ever hear.
It was also the sole thing he missed when it was time for second semester, as always, Little Rosy sobbed and whined when Harry said goodbye to her and had to be pulled away by Narcissa who patted the little girl's head affectionately.
He didn't see his mother looking sadly towards him as he walked confidently on board the train, Lily Potter was nothing but a wreck now, she rarely smiled these days. She had wanted to talk to Harry since he came back home but he rarely ever came out of his room and never responded the few times they were in the same room together.
February was an interesting month, it started with a long waited Quidditch match with Ravenclaw vs. Slytherin, Elan gave Harry and Roger a thumbs up before the match which they returned. The match ended up extremely close 520-400, Ravenclaw easing pass Slytherin just barely. Harry and Roger again teamed up and scored a stunning 370 points between them. Cho Chang had also won the duel of the seekers against Terrence Higgs when she snatched the snitch right under his nose.
All the girls screamed in ecstasy when Harry made one lap around the pitch and flashed the smile that could melt any girl on the spot immediately. The screaming continued even after Harry had disappeared into the tunnel, which led to the changing rooms.
Even though Slytherin lost, it didn't dampen Elan's mood as he congratulated his two close friends as they went into the Kitchens along with Cedric, who was the one who told them about tickling the pear in the portrait to gain access. "Great game, I heard from father that there was a scout out in the field today. ENGLAND NATIONAL TEAM BABY!" Elan shouted in an un-Malfoyish manner, scaring the other three boys and most of the house elves.
"With the three of us, no offence Ced, but you're a seeker." Cedric rolled his eyes, "ENGLAND'S GONNA WIN THE WORLD CUP AGAIN AFTER FORTY FOUR FREAKING YEARS!" Elan shouted excitedly. Harry and Roger shared smirks and the four teens clinked their butterbeers in celebration.
Harry was on his way back to Ravenclaw Tower when he saw a frantic Hermione running towards him and screaming, "Mr. Potter sir!"
"Hello Ms. Granger, please, call me Harry. I am not old enough to be called Mr. Potter." Harry said kindly. "Mr….Harry, I overheard your brother and Weasley talking about helping Hagrid with snuggling a dragon out of the castle. They're going in the Astronomy Tower right now."
Harry's smile vanished as he quickly said, "Return to your dormitory, I'll handle it." Hermione nodded and ran towards Gryffindor Tower. "What the hell are you up to now?" He wondered as he sprinted in the directions of the Astronomy Tower.