A Rose Among Thorns

Chapter One: Proloug.

Hadrian James Blackrose Potter had been a lonely child in his early years. He was seldom aloud to talk to other children, mainly due to his relatives : Vernon, Petunia and Dudley. The only one in which he had some respect for was his aunt as she used the resources around her, Namely Hadrian's looks.

At the age of Ten, to be Eleven the next day, Hadrian could be described as a jewel among stones. At the height 4'5 he was a bit smaller than the average child, His silky strand of Obsidian hair, billowing down to his hips, that slowly swayed to a non-existent breeze. His face Heart shaped, a button nose that scrunched slightly when in thought, Cupid's bow lips and elfin like ears. However, the thing that entranced people the most about the boy, was his large emerald eyes that had a ring of ruby around the pupil, not noticeable enough on first glance, yet always there and always looming.

Moreover, his Aunt used his striking looks to her own advantage, as making him 'crossdress', as so may people put it, made home look even cuter to everyone. This had started when at the age of five someone had asked why her niece was wearing such baggy clothes (Dudley's hand me downs). This had caused her to buy him many girl's clothes so that she could up her reputation in her social group.

This, however did not deter him from learning as much as possible. He had so far learnt how to Draw, Paint, Sing, Dance, Play music, Child & Animal care and do gymnastics to a phenomenal level. This endeared him even more to the neighbourhood and made his family pleased, and they had been getting nicer other the years.

Yet, recently his Aunt and Uncle had been getting rather twitchy leading up to his birthday.

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Hadrian ( I'll call him Harry from now on*) woke up to the sound of 'If you can't hang' by Sleeping with sirens blaring from his phone. This was his alarm telling him to get off his lazy ass and get in the shower.

After getting out the shower Harry proceeded to dry his hair with his hairdryer , he had to with how long it was. After this he proceeded to comb the knots out while also straightening it, giving him a cute fringe that accented his face.

He then moved on to his wardrobe were he picked out his clothes for the day, A black pleated skirt, a black tube top, a bright green sweater that fell off one shoulder, some cat tights and designer vans. He then moved on to put in his emerald earrings, the one thing that his aunt Petunia gave to him that was his mums, She said it made his eyes glow. He also grabbed some band merch, mainly from BVB,SWS,ATL,PTV,MCR Paramore, Hollywood undead and Arctic monkeys.

He walked downstairs his aunt shouting at him to get the mail. He did so. Shit, shit, shit, shit and more shi- actually this one was for him. He walking in to the living room/ Kitchens and put the rest of the mail on the table. He than looked at his Aunt, "Aunt Petunia" he began in his soft musical voice, "what's Hogwarts and why are they sending me letters?". This caused her to drop her knife in shock, the clattering sound echoing in the silence.

She rested her palm upon her forehead and muttered " I knew it would happen eventually..."as she turned to him "Hogwarts... is the school you mother went to... the school you will go to..." she informed him as he gazed upon her in a mixture of shock and confusion. "And Harry?"

"Yes Aunt Petunia?"

"Your a wizard Harry"

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So yeah, first fanfic here, not sure where it's going really haha, any suggestions, comment them.

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