Harry Potter and the Slytherin adjustments

Summary: Harry Potter was only 8, when one small comment changed his life forever.

Author: AllyFelton

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Authors Note: This is a random plotline that occurred to me last night, and I want to see where I can go with it :)

Warning: Contains a Punk!Harry and Slytherin!Harry


Prologue

Harry sighed deeply to himself. He trudged out of his year 4 classroom, only to be called back in by the teacher. His oversized trousers caught under his shoe causing harry to stumble slightly, but he righted himself and marched in facing the floor. His teacher , Miss Hopkins, was perched on the edge of her desk and staring straight at him. Harry took a moment to gaze over at the bright posters that decorated the walls, before turning and asking with a slight lisp;

"Yes, Miss Hopkins?"

Tossing her plain brown hair over her shoulder, she straightened up and smoothed out the wrinkles on her shirt. With a slight hand gesture, she motioned for him to sit opposite her and then she started to talk.

"Harry. You are so bright and yet you don't seem to want to apply yourself to the work. Why is that?Why do you willingly and I'll bet knowingly bring your levels down? "

Harry paused for a moment before answering with a slight smile,

"If I do badly, then Dudley doesn't look bad, and if Dudley doesn't look bad then I don't get punished!"

Miss Hopkins' usually calm face slipped into a shocked expression. She shook her head and asked, with a slight shake to her voice as if fearful of the answer

"What sort of punishments do they give you Harry?"

"Nothing too bad," Came the cheerful reply "Uncle Vernon always says that there are people out there who get worse punishments. Anyway I deserve it because I'm a freak."

His tiny face fell as he said that last word, and Miss Hopkins couldn't help placing a hand on his shoulder and attempting to comfort the young child.

"Sweetie you are not a freak!" She proclaimed to his joy "And you never answered my question. How do they punish you?"

"Sometimes uncle Vernon hits me, and sometimes they lock me in my cupboard, but never for longer than a week" Harry added hastily "Not unless I use the m word."

Aghast by this exclamation, Miss Hopkins tried to compose herself before asking her final questions.

"Harry, would you be willing to tell some friends of mine what you told me?" When Harry nodded his consent, she asked her last question. "Harry what is the m word?"

He looked around fearfully before whispering

"Magic"


HI this is Ally, Please tell me what you think and whether i should continue this story or not :)