When Petunia Dursley opened the door, she never expected a small basket containing a small, adorable baby with hazel eyes and a tuft of bright red hair, barely hiding a shrap, lightning bolt scar. She knew those eyes... she's seen them once, but she couldn't connect where.

"Who is it darling?" her husband, Vernon Dursely, called.

"It's a... it's a baby," she replied, picking up the basket, and a note fell out. She handed the basket to her husband, picked up the note, and ripped open the envelope. She paled at the sight.

"Ver-Vernon! It's the freaks'!" she choked. He immeadately dropped the basket, and the baby gave a loud cry.

"Why isn't it with its freak of parents?" he demanded, attempting to talk over the baby.

Instead of answering, she just handed him the note. Unlike his wife, he turned a pruney purple and gave a strangled shout. "Fine... shove it in that cupboard."

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Ten years later...

Harriet Lily Potter was hiding behind the trashcans at school. She often found herself in these situtations... But when you have a bully for a cousin, she knew it was justified in her own crazy way, even if she did cheat a bit.

"HARRIET!" a loud, male, and furious voice boomed across the school field.

"Shoot," she mumbled, peeking her head out from behind the bins. Her pig-like cousin, Dudley, was marching across the field with his two goons, Piers and... oh gosh, Harriet couldn't remember for the her life... was it Fatty, Chubster? After pasting GOON across his forehead, she'd forgotten his name and instead called him Dudley's Goon #2.

She looked around for an escape route of some sort, but her hiding place was in a corner, and there was no way of getting out without being seen... Looks like she had to go big and hope luck would be on her side like always. "Looking for me, Dudley?" she jumped out, and his pig face schrunched up as if he swallowed a sour candy.

"Ther she is, little Miss Freak!" he spat. "You better apologize for putting dye pack in all of our lunches or else!"

"Aw, our little Duddy kins can't think of a punishment?" Harriet mocked, putting her hand on her hips and sticking out her tongue.

"Shut up! I told you not to call me that!" Dudley turned a light shade of pink. "You're going to get it this time, whether you're a girl or not!"

"Like that ever stopped you," Harriet rolled her eyes, and Dudley began to strut over. "Well, I better run." She turned and ran for the nearest door, and the moment she entered it there was a bright flash, and she found herself on the roof. Harriet ran her hand through her bright red hair, mumbling, "Well, I'm screwed."

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Harriet once again was sitting in front of the Headmistress' office for the hundredth time. She's not too worried about her Headmistress though; she was a relatively lazy and well-mannered woman. Harriet knew that she never really did more than a detention unless she tried to destory the entire school. Well, intentionally.

It was her aunt she was worried about.

Mrs. Dursely hated Harriet with a deep passion of her soul. If it was just the dye-pack incident, maybe it wouldn't have been so bad, but the school roof? Harriet was 100% positive that she would be locked in the cupboard for at least two days. Actually, no, Dudley's birthday was coming up. She would be sent to Mrs. Figg's the world's most boring woman, who made her stare at old pictures of old, lazy, fat cats while inhaling the stink of rotten cabbage for hours on end. Harriet would rather be stuck in the tiny cupboard full of spiders and heaven-knows-what, but with her trouble making personality and odd events around Harriet, Mrs. Dursely would be sure to tie her hands together and then tie Harriet to a tree on the other end of the world than leave her home alone.

The Headmistress'door slammed open, with a sour-faced Mrs. Dursely. Harriet cowered under her glare, and Mrs. Dursely arm snapped out and grabbed her ear.

"Ow! Ow! OW!" Harriet whimpered.

"You're in big trouble, no, you're in huge trouble! Are you TRYING to ruin my Duddy's birthday!?" She hissed.

"Well..."

"The answer better be no or esle you're in the cupboard for a week. Not only do you have me called in from work-"

"-you mean watching TV and making more dishes for me to wash-"

"-but this is the second you've been caught on the top of the roof! You know you're not supposed to climb buildings!"

"But I didn't-"

"I wouldn't have half a mind if I didn't punish you properly!" she pinched Harriet's ear harder.

"Ow! No, seriously, I'm pretty sure I can hear my ear throbbing!"

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So, what do you think? It may be a femHarry, but I've been looking around online, and it's boring if 'Harriet' is just like Harry. It's quite boring.

Instead, I make her completely different!

Again, what do you think?