➪FELIX FELICIS ➳ ᴴᵃʳʳʸ ᴾᵒᵗᵗᵉʳ ˣ ᴿᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ ⁻ ⁽ᶜʰᵃʳᵃᶜᵗᵉʳˢ ᴵᵐᵃᵍⁱⁿᵉˢ⁾

❥ A Thief With Two Hearts (ʜ.ᴘ)

Summary: Harry is a clueless and a cute little bean that doesn't understand why your presence makes his stomach feel warm... No matter the hate, he gets help from your little friend.

A/n: James and Lily are alive, Voldemort is deferred, Peter sacrificed himself for his friends, you are a Slytherin (a good one) and Sirius Black's daughter. Plus the Marauders began to like Snape.

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Harry knew he saw him. Looking from his plate he saw his big black eyes staring at him. He was staring at him on and on. Who would knew that Harry Potter could lose his nerves over an ordinary Niffler? Yes, a Niffler.

Don't get him wrong he loved every single magical animal and all, but at the moment when Hagrid got his best friend a Niffler, he knew that wouldn't go so well.

Before Hagrid got if for your 15th birthday you and Harry were inseparable. You two did anything together. From skipping classes (which you usually didn't like to go, so you made Harry stay), studying, playing Quidditch (you are a seeker and usually on practice, Harry was the one who lost the game) to actually doing together every single thing. Harry loved this kind of moments and sometimes he couldn't help feeling his stomach turning warm. And yet he didn't know what that was.

But now everything changed. Getting a Niffler was one of your favourite gift. You could help, but felt a connection when you met him in your fourth year, making Hagrid getting him for your 15th birthday.

Your dad, Sirius would sometimes wiggle his nose of missing silver spoons or forks, but eventually, he would secretly pet him and cuddle with him, making (M/n) slightly jealous.

You named him Newt, by the author of the Fantastic Beast and Where to Find Them which you were fangirl every time you read it. You and Hermione would constantly hang in the library looking for books on how to raise Newt and that made Harry once again felt like the third wheel.

You two still hang out, but not as much as before. Every time he got to your house the one thing you would do (which wasn't your fault) was chasing the Niffler with Hermione up and down your house to try to catch him. And when you had time for him and only him, the Niffler would sit in your lap and Harry needed to swear that he could saw him planing on what kind of prank he would create on him.

Right now it was two days to your birthday (16th August, I really don't know) and everybody was settled at the table in 12 Grimmauld Place. Everybody was invited; The Weasleys, The Grangers, The Lupins and of course The Potters.

Sirius stood up his grey eyes looking around the table a glass of blood red wine in his glassy diamond glass.

"Thank you all for coming here. I really appreciate that. My baby girl is turning sixteen and I still can remember the time I first held her in my arm. It was like that it happened yesterday." Harry looked opposite of him his best friend's face in her hands, her head lying on her mother's shoulder.

"Daddy, stop... That's embarrassing..." Harry gave out a small chuckle, getting a warning yet a smiling smile from his mother.

Looking back in front of him he saw he got the attention of his best friends (E/c) eyes and her reddish face that was already in competition with the Weasleys hair colour.

The two friends catch each other's eyes and the next thing that happened was a hand full of quiet but embarrassing and eye-catching giggles. Lily and James looked at each other. Lily's eyes were full of surprise and James's was grinning ear to ear like he was always waiting for this specific moment.

Lupin facepalmed as he remembered the time he had at Hogwarts and hopping Harry won't be as James.

Fred and George were grinding already planning their new prank.