Disclaimer- I do not own Harry Potter I only own this plot and my character Honey Riddle.

A/N- This is taking place in Prisoner of Azkaban, Harry's third year, starting with the boggart class but I'm probably going to focus more on the characters and my own story than what's canon. I'm currently in the process of revamping the whole story chapter by chapter, enjoy!

'Thoughts' $Parselmouth$ "Speach"

chapter 1- So mote it be


Harry sprinted from the DADA classroom right in the middle of class. 'That can't have just happened!' Harry thought, already panicking, but it had and the whole class had seen the Slytherins had seen, the one thing he didn't want anyone to know and now they all did.

*flashback*

Harry wasn't nervous about what his boggart would be 'Lord Voldemort or maybe a Dementor' he thought, but when he finally got to the front of the line, what stepped out of the cupboard was so much worse than he ever thought.

The huge form of Vernon Dursley stepped out of the wardrobe, purple-faced, steam practically coming out of his ears and immediately began yelling "You freak! How could anyone ever love you, worthless freak, I should have drowned you the moment you showed up on our doorstep, you deserved every beating, every whip of my belt and every starvation you ever got!"

Once Vernon had finally stopped hollering the whole class stood stunned not knowing what to say. Harry took this as his chance are sprinted out of the classroom, not noticing the chocolate haired, aqua-eyed, Hufflepuff girl watching him run.

*end flashback*

Honey Riddle watched as Harry Potter rushed out of the class, furious at Dumbledork. She had always known that Harry's life was less than perfect when he went home for summers, but she could never do anything about it, she couldn't do anything by herself and she refused to go to any of the staff members here, they'd be useless.

Honey had, however, been looking out for Harry since his first year, he didn't know it, of course, she hid her help well, but that's what big sisters do. The truth had been hidden from Harry his whole life but not anymore, after seeing his boggart and hearing what it had said, she couldn't allow this to continue any longer, she was going to tell him.

When Harry finally stopped running he realised with a start that he was in the dungeons, despite what he told people he always felt calmer down here, it was cool and quiet and for Harry and Honey alike, a good place to think. After taking a few minutes to get his breath back he slowly walked into an unused room and sat down.

Honey followed Harry down into the dungeons 'makes sense' she thought, 'I guess we both feel at home down here.' Having lost track of Harry, she listened for a few seconds until she heard a small noise from one of the classrooms walking over to it she quietly knocked, waiting in anticipation, for some sort of response.

Harry looked up, thinking he heard a soft knocking but shaking his head, decided he was most likely mistaken. Harry had taken to avoiding Ron and Hermione as much as he could after he heard them mocking him behind his back.

Even though he thought he was delusional just in case he quietly called out, "Hello?" the second he spoke, the door swung open, a black and yellow blur charged at him and he was pulled into a tight hug. After he realised what was happening he awkwardly said, "um, hi. So, uh, who are you, and no offence why are you hugging me?"

He didn't know why but the girl made him feel weirdly comfortable like he knew her from somewhere but just couldn't place it. The girl looked up at him and smiled sadly "Hi Harry, I'm Honey...Honey Riddle." Harry jumped backwards and backed into a wall at the confession, his stomach dropping as he exclaimed, "Riddle! As in Tom Riddle, as in Voldemort!"

Honey stared at him, eyes full of sadness and looking defeated, she had expected this reaction, but it still hurt. So when she took out her wand he also reacted badly to that and pulled out his own, ready for a fight.

Honey sighed before raising her 13" Chestnut wood, Phoenix feather core, wand and quietly stated, "I, Honey Alexa Riddle, do promise that what I am about to tell you, Harry James Potter, is the truth, so it is said, so mote it be." The tip of her wand glowed, signifying that the vow was in effect.


A/N- Hey everyone, so that's my first chapter up. This is my very first fic so please be kind. Constructive criticism is welcome and I will try to take it into account for future chapters. Please review. Thank you :) Ps- I just came back and have updated some spelling and punctuation errors so it should be a bit cleaner now. :)

-MercuryStars