Slytherin Harriet Potter

Chapter 1

Disclaimer: All characters belong to J.K. Rowling

Harri pov:

Harriet Pearl Potter sighed as she went through the old boxes in the Dursley's attic. She had just finished making dinner and now Uncle Vernon had sent her to go clean the attic.

She looked up to see and old, cracked mirror showing her reflection; long, wavy pitch black hair, pale skin, high cheekbones, pink lips, long, black eyelashes, huge bright green eyes, and an ugly, lightning bolt scar on her forehead, half hidden by her hair 

Now you are probably wondering, why was a 6-year-old making dinner and cleaning out an attic. Well, the simple answer was the Harry was an orphan and now she was living with her only family left, the Dursleys; Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia and her cousin, Dudley. Her parents had been sad drunks who had died in a car crash, leaving her alone to live with her abusive Aunt and Uncle.

She lived in a closet, was starved and beaten and was forced to do all the chores in the household.

She stood up and a flash of pain from her most recent beating had her stumbling into a pile of boxes. As soon as she touched one of the boxes, a letter with her name on it just appeared. Just like Magic.

Harri soundlessly reached over to the letter and opened it, it said:

My dearest Harri,

If you are reading this, it means that you are living with the Dursleys and your father and I are dead. You were never supposed to go live with them, but I wrote this letter just in case. My darling daughter, you are a witch. Magic is real and hidden all around you. You must go to Gringotts, the wizarding bank. To get there you must take the knight bus to a place called the leaky cauldron. To call the knight bus you just need to focus on your magical aura and extend it. The bus will come, and you will ask to go to the leaky cauldron. Once there, ask the barkeeper to take you to Diagon Alley and then go to Gringotts. Tell the goblins your name and ask for a blood and heritage test.

From your loving mother Lily

Harri stood shocked. She was a witch and magic really was real. "Freak get down here now, you need to wash up", shouted Uncle Vernon. She quickly ran downstairs, clutching the letter to her heart. She hid the letter in her cupboard under the stairs and walked to the kitchen to begin washing up.

The next morning Harri was woken up to Aunt Petunia banging on the door of her cupboard. "Wake up freak, it's Saturday morning and breakfast is not going to make itself.

Harri slowly pulled herself of the pile of Dudley's old clothes she called a bed, raked her fingers through her pitch black, wavy hair and opened the door to start making breakfast. After making breakfast and washing up she was allowed to eat a bruised apple. She was set a list of chores without being beaten up and told to start on the garden, a good start to a good day.

She got the prized letter from her mother and started weeding the garden. Uncle Vernon passed on his way to work, once Aunt Petunia and Dudley left to go to the mall, she would finally leave number 4 private drive for good.

At around nine her Aunt and Dudley left, and she was ready to go. She picked up her letter and walked to the street. Now it was time for the hard bit. How was she supposed to extend her magical aura?

Harri sat down on the pavement and concentrated on her magic. Once she found it, she tried to open it up, so that now other people could access it.

BAM!

Harri jumped back in shock.

A large, purple bus was right in front of her. A young man jumped out and offered her his hand. Harri warily took it.

"What's a lit'le lass like you doing out here all alone?" The man asked as he took her onto the bus. Harri was at a loss, what was she supposed to say now ... then she remembered the letter.

"Um ... I ... ur ... could you please take me to the leaky cauldron and um ... how much I need to pay ... because I have no money?"

The man chuckled and said, "children under eight are free and we will be at the leaky cauldron in a minute tops."

"Thank you," Harri said.

Then there was another loud bang and they were no longer at private drive.

"There you go, the leaky cauldron." Harri exited the bus and stopped a moment until she took a deep breath and walked inside the door. She walked over to the counter, stood on her tippy toes and peeked over the counter.

"Um ... excuse me ... but could you please show me where Diagon Alley is?"

"Sure thing little lady, just follow me," the old hunch back man said to her. He led her to the back of the inn and tapped one of the bricks with a stick, a wand, Harri realized. The wall disappeared and Harri was standing in front of and entire mini city. She was in complete awe.

The man was leaving, so she spoke up, "thank you, and could you point to me where Gringotts is please?" The man wordlessly pointed to the big, white building at the end of the alley. Harri made her way over to the building and two goblins where standing to the sides of the doors. Goblins!

Harri smiled at them and thanked them when they bowed her in. The goblins stared at each other in shock, a magical had just smiled at them and thanked them!

Authors note: This is my first story, so sorry for bad spelling or grammar, I will try and add a new chapter every Sunday.