I'll start today and see if I can't finish because I'll be busy tomorrow.
Enjoy and commentNat pov.
I'm sitting in the hospital wing of Hogwarts waiting for Mr. Potter to wake up. Nobody wants to tell me what happened but from what I gathered, Proffeseur Quirrel, the guy who said there was a troll in the dungon with the turban around his head and fell unconcious and who acts like a scarred guy but I don't buy his vampire shit, was killed in the process. He tried to steal something that Harry protected for barely a minute and was gonna give it to Voldemorde. Did I mentioned that Harry became a seeker and I almost killed him for standing on his broom during a game? Now I did. Anyway, he's surrounded by lots of treats. Albus comes in the door and doesn't notice me.
"Good evening, Mr. Headmaster." I greet him once his hand grabbed a candy. He looks up surprised.
"Should have known you'd be here." I smile at him.
"I see killing takes a tool on our little scared faced boy." I point at Harry.
"Do I want to know how you know that?"
"You officialy confirmed it. It was unofficaly confirmed by the lack of prescence of the Proffeseur and you filling out some papers." He nods and looks at Harry.
"Do you know what happened?"
"Well, I know Hazza killed Quirrel by trying to protect something he barely was in posetion of for 2 minutes. Quirrel was gonna give it to Voldemorde. The thing was being guarded by a 3 headed dog, a troll that was led out by Quirrel, a killing plant and some keys, am I correct?"
"No, you missed one obstical."
"Hazza! Finaly you woke up. You were supposed to be here for at least a day more." I rufle his hair. He smiles at me and sits up. I hand him his glasses.
"Now, what obstical did I miss?"
"There was a giant chess set."
"Minnie's idea I suppose?" I look at Dumbledore who nods.
"Who's Minnie?"
"My mother. Adoptive mother." I hand him a glass a water. Albus and Hazza talk and I put a few small braids in Hazza's hair. Difficult task but I manage.
"You 2 might want to get dressed for the annoucement of the Housecup winner."
"We always wear our uniform, Albus. You'r the one that wears different robes." I leave the 2 and head to common room where Daphne and the boys are waiting for me. We leave together to go to the Graet Hall.
"Slytherin!" I cheer when we get announced winners. But soon I see something change in Albus' eyes.
"Yes well done, Slytherin. But I have some late house points to give to..." and so Albus gives Gryffindor 10 points more than us when they were not even second in the first place. Gryffindor cheers.
"Oh no, we can't have that." I say and grab my wand. All eyes from the Slytherin table turn to me. Daphne grabs my arm to get my attention.
"Don't do anything stupid." She warns me. I put my wand on my throat and cast a spell.
"That is not fair play towards the otherhouses, Headmaster." My voice is heard in the entire room. All eyes are on me and I have my arms crossed, my wand in my hands, looking straight in the eye of our Headmaster.
"30 points for Slytherin for making such an advanced spell. Slytherin wins!" All the flags turn green. We all cheer again. From the corner of my eye I can see our Head grinning at Minnie who has a scowl on her face.
"That was the most stupid thing I have ever heard from you." Daphne shakes her head with a smile on her face. Then the food is put infront of us. If every year will be like this, I can't wait to come back.
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Another Potter ( x Draco Malfoy probably)
FantasyNatalie Roman aka Natasha Lucius Potter, who's considered dead, is still among the living. Kidnapped at a young age by a secret organisation, she's later on raised by Severus and Minerva. But of course, nobody knows of her true heritage.