Harry Potter and the four Badgers. Year 1
The First chapter is done from Susan and Amelia's world.
Okay, so this is the first of seven stories. It is Hufflepuff Harry, and his friends are Sheryl Winston (OC), Susan Bones and Justin Finch-Finchley. Daphne Greengrass, Lily Moon, Cedric Diggory, Theodore Knott, Tracy Davis, their other Dormmates and sometimes Draco Malfoy are also friends. They will be friendly with Ginny Weasley and Luna Lovegood, too. However, I have a poll for what house they should be in on my profile. What you say will depend on how much they do with them.
At the current state, I have finished writing the first year. When I have posted it all, I will start the second year. I will also close the poll then.
Updates will be erratic! No nagging, please.
Words; 2594 (not including A/N!)
Chapter 1: Meeting Henry Potter
Susan Bones and her aunt, Amelia Bones; were making their way through Diagon Alley. They were shopping for Susan's school supplies, as they had just got her letter for Hogwarts and today seemed like a good time to go. Little did they know, shopping on this day would change the courses of their lives, forever.
Very soon, Susan would be heading off to Hogwarts where she hoped to get into Hufflepuff House, because the Bones are related to Helga Hufflepuff. Like everyone before her; Susan wanted to continue the all-Hufflepuff line. Susan thought it would be a synch, and Amelia thought Susan was well suited for the house; too. Though, she did think Susan would be suited for Slytherin, too.
As they entered the Bookshop, Susan and her aunt separated to look around. It would be quicker to find the books that way, and there were a lot of people about in the store; so, this would be easier and quicker.
When Susan was looking in the History section, she saw a boy with messy black hair, broken glasses and green eyes; was also there. She could not help but notice that he looked very small for his maturity, and he had lots of bumps and scratches on his skin. One of those things by itself Susan wouldn't have noticed, but all of it made her notice him and the bad state he was in.
Susan went up to the boy and said kindly as he was looking a little lost, "Do you need any help?"
"Err, no! I'm right," said the boy quickly. He was giving her nervous glances
Susan offered, being polite, "I am Heiress Susan Bones."
"Harry Potter. But according to Hagrid, I was Christened Henry Potter and I'm an Heir," said Harry. He was finding it all confusing! And what was he the Heir to, anyway?
Susan asked gasping, "The Henry Potter? The boy who lived?"
"That's what Hagrid told me I was," said Harry, who was a little nervous.
Susan asked giving him another look over, "What happened to you? You look like you have been beaten up! Didn't your family get you patched up?"
"No, they don't like me very much," Harry said, as remark more than anything else.
Susan said, grabbing Harry's hand, "That is not acceptable, you are coming to see my aunt!" Then she started dragging Harry off.
"No! It's fine! I'm fine!" protested Harry, who was starting to panic as Susan dragged him to her aunt.
Amelia saw Susan dragging a black-haired boy, who looked like he was protesting about being dragged. Amelia shook her head: what was she doing?! She had told Susan millions of times not to drag people around.
Amelia asked her niece sternly, "What is the meaning of this, Susan?"
"Aunty, this is Heir Henry 'Harry' Potter. Harry, this is my aunt, Lady Amelia Bones. Aunty, his family didn't patch him up when he got injured; and well… look!" Susan said, almost throwing Harry at Amelia. She was very upset about it all.
Amelia was a gasped at how badly Harry Potter was injured: if nothing else, his aunt and uncle -or whatever they were, - could be charged with child neglect.
Amelia said softly, "Hello, Heir Potter, I am Lady Amelia Bones; and I am a magical police officer. Do you mind if I call you Harry? You may call me Amelia."
"Be my guest: and sure," Harry said shrugging. He found it odd someone asking permission to call him something simple like Harry.
"Thanks. Why haven't your guardians taken you to the hospital? Those Injures could get infected, then you could get Tetanus or septicemia and die," Amelia asked sounding serious.
"I'm not worth the money to pay the bills, and they'd probably like that," said Harry quietly; then he looked horrified about what he had said.
Amelia said to Susan quickly, "You to continue shopping, I have to see to this." Amelia was trying to stay calm, but Susan could see she was about ready to hex someone. Probably Harry's relatives.
"No! please," started Harry, trying to stop Amelia; but she had already left before he could say any more.
Susan said, threatening to drag Harry along again, "Let's get our books."
Harry nodded solemnly, then they went to gather their remaining books. When they had gotten all their books and paid for them; Susan asked, "What do you still have to get?"
"A pet and wand," responded Harry softly.
Susan said smiling, "Same as me. Let's go to the pet shop, then!"
"Why did you start off with speaking to me very formally?" Harry asked Susan.
"Calling one by their title without permission to use their first name is the traditional side of things," was all Susan said as they made their way to the next stop.
On the way into the Menagerie, they were walking along calmly and chatting merrily, until; Harry ran straight into someone! When Susan saw who it was, she said making sure, "Heiress Sheryl Winston?"
Sheryl apologised to Harry, "I'm so sorry! I wasn't watching where I was going! Oh, hi, Heiress Susan Bones!"
Sheryl had sandy blonde hair, and lavender eyes and she was looking very embarrassed at the moment. But Harry was thinking that you would be very rude not to be. She was carrying a bag of cat food.
Susan said charmingly, "Harry, this is Heiress Sheryl Winston: my cousin. Sheryl, this is Heir Henry Potter."
"The Heir Henry Potter? Oh, it's so great to meet you!" said Sheryl bowing.
Harry said shyly, -almost fearful, - "It's nice to meet you."
Susan asked, wondering as Sheryl had a pet, "What did you get, Sheryl?"
"Cat food," Sheryl said, gently waving the bag of it. Then she continued, "My kneazle eats like there is no tomorrow. Then again, she's still a baby. Anyway, I better rush: I am already five minutes late for meeting my mother at the bookshop! Bye, Susan: nice meeting you, Henry! See you on the train!" Then she ran off.
Susan said shaking her head, "Sheryl is nearly always late: that's just her. Come on."
They entered the shop and split up. Ten minutes after entering the shop, Susan heard Harry talking to the Snakes! That really surprised Susan. He was making conversation with a yellow and white snake.
Susan asked, not seeing why he wouldn't, "Are you going to get a snake?"
"I can't: it's not on the list," said Harry sadly, brandishing his school supply list.
Susan said after thinking for a while, "There is an old rule that Godric Gryffindor created which can get around that: if you can speak to, or have an infinity to an animal; you may bring one into the school. I will show you that rule later if you like."
Harry said smiling shyly, "That would be nice."
Susan frowned slightly: she found some of the ways Harry talked very odd. She decided she would talk to her aunt about it later. Susan waved at the shopkeeper, and he came over.
Susan said taking charge, "My friend here, want's a snake."
"Okay. What snake do you want, Mr?" asked the Shop Keeper raising an eyebrow.
Harry said quietly, "I want Allegro: that white and yellow snake."
"They make very loyal friends. In Arabia, they are used for guarding jewel rooms. It's called the long-fanged Sand Devil. Even a scratch from its fang can send you to the land of clouds. Of course, they had to have their venom watered down before being allowed in the country; so, don't worry too much about being scratched," said the Shopkeeper, as he slipped on very, very thick gloves and got the snake out. Susan quickly ran off to get the animal she wanted so they could pay and leave.
Harry and the Shopkeeper made their way to the front desk and Susan met them there. Susan had chosen a black cat with red eyes that creeped Harry out. It made Harry shiver, so he hoped he wouldn't have to look at them too much.
When they walked out of the shop, they had lots of food for their new companions and a cage for them! As a result, Harry and Susan were both sporting big smiles. Susan said pointing down the street, "It's time to get our wands."
"Why did we save that for last?" Harry asked curiously, as they made their way towards a shop called Ollivanders.
Susan answered simply, "Wands can take a while."
When they arrived outside, they looked up, read the sign saying 'Ollivander's Wand shop,' and went in. The first thing the two children noticed upon entering the shop was how dusty it was. It was ridiculous! Surely the owner could dust or get a housekeeper?!
Harry whispered as they looked around, "I would not have been popular if I let my Aunt's house look like this."
"Likes things being clean then? I have to say I am not a fan of dust," Susan said, gently running her finger along a bench, then looking at her finger to see it coated in a layer of dust.
Then an old man appeared before them. He said nodding, "I have been expecting you; Heir Potter, Heiress Bones. First wands?"
"Yes, Lord Ollivander; And we're in a hurry," said Susan, knowing that Ollivander can ramble a bit. Then she said, "Harry, this is Lord Ollivander; one of the best Wandmakers around."
"Nice to meet you," said Harry offering a smile. Then he wondered what the thing of first greetings was and then referring to someone by their last name and title when they didn't know them well? It was all too confusing for Harry's little brain.
Ollivander said ghostly, "Same, Heir Potter. I am sorry that I sold the wand that gave you that scar." He looked at exactly where Harry's scar was before continuing, "Fine wand that one, a fine one indeed: he could have been great: but alas, he threw it all away. He did great things, but they were bad; which just shows what he could have done. Now, lady's first. Left or right hand, Heiress Bones?"
"Left," responded Susan.
Ollivander said raising an eyebrow, "Don't get many of those." A certain look of excitement filled his eyes.
Then he disappeared into the wand collection; to get wands, or that's what Harry thought, at least. After all, there were probably the wands behind the counter and they were here for wands. It made sense: if someone wanted to nick one, behind the counter would be the best spot.
Harry said while they waited for the Wandmaster to return, "Interesting person."
"I think that would be an understatement," said Susan laughing.
When Ollivander came back, he was carrying quite a few long, skinny boxes. He said, pulling a wand out, and handing it to Susan, "Try this one: oak, with the core of a unicorn's mane and it's 14 inches. One of the longest I've ever made. I think the longest was 15 and a half inches: sold that to an African lad over six foot in height. He might still be at Hogwarts: I think it was only three years ago."
"Interesting," Harry said, humouring Ollivander.
Susan took the wand and gave the wand a flick, but Ollivander quickly took it back and gave her another one.
Five wands later, he said, "Try this one: 12 inches, olive, with the core of a Phoenix who was very brave and lived in the deep African Jungle."
Susan took it, and she immediately felt the feeling her Aunty had told her she would feel when she got her wand. Ollivander said, "That's the one. You're an interesting person Heiress Bones, this wand shows that. Now, Heir Potter: which hand?"
"Right: I am more common," said Harry. And right-handed people were more common, after all.
Ollivander went to get more wands. When he came back, he said, "Try this: beach, Dragon Heartstring and 11 inches. Quite a stubborn wand."
Harry took, it but then Ollivander took it back almost immediately. Ollivander said, "No, no! Not that one!"
A short while later, Harry was getting very bored. He and Susan had been here for an hour! Ollivander muttered as he brought another box out, "I wonder. Try this: 11 and a half inches, Holly, with the Core of a Phoenix's feather. Nice and simple."
Harry went to take it, but as soon as he touched it; it zapped him! "Ouch!" he cried, letting go of the wand and jumping back!
"What happened?" asked Susan, surprised.
Ollivander answered, "This wand does not like Heir Potter one bit: maybe it's because of his scar and the connection the wand has with it. This wand and the wand who gave him the scar are brother wands. A very rare happening, indeed."
"Does that mean you know who You-Know-Who really is?" asked Harry, curious.
Ollivander nodded and he said, "He was a half-blood: Consort of Slytherin house Tom Riddle. He fancies himself as Lord Slytherin. He's not though: I know the true Lord, but I won't say until the time's right." He eyes were fixed on Harry for a moment. "Now, Heir Potter, try this one: 11 inches, Hawthorn with the hair of a very peaceful, and kind unicorn. Try it."
Harry took it, and it felt like reuniting with an old friend. Ollivander said, "That is your wand, Heir Potter. Now, each of those is nine galleons; please."
"Can we have a wand holster each? I will pay for yours, Harry," said Susan quickly.
Harry said trying to stop her, "No, Susan! I have more than enough money! I don't need others paying for me."
"Nonsense! It's fine. Anyway, that's what friends are for," said Susan, waving it off. Harry could only thank Susan out of fear of being given a lecture for questioning her decisions. They paid for the wand holsters and wands then left the shop.
Harry asked, "Where are you meeting your aunt, Susan?"
"Leaky Cauldron, probably. Come on," said Susan, heading up the street.
When they got there, Amelia was just leaving to come and find them. She said to Susan, "Your back late: I was expecting you to be waiting."
"The wands took a while," said Susan dryly.
Amelia asked Harry, spying Allegro, "Is that a snake?"
"Yes, this is Allegro," said Harry showing her.
Amelia nodded then said, "Come on, let's head back."
"I better go. See you!" said Harry getting ready to leave.
Amelia said "No Harry, we arrested your relatives: Lord Dumbledore saw them to the Muggle prison himself! I have never seen him so furious."
"What! Why?" asked a shocked Harry.
Amelia answered, "We wanted to check your home lifestyle, which was fine: but, your uncle attacked one of my Aurors at the door; then your aunt freely admitted to abusing you. We called Lord Dumbledore as he wanted you to be there, and he had no idea of the treatment they treated you with. He will be facing a fine for not checking on you, but that's nothing compared to what your relatives will face."
"But, where do I go now?" stammered Harry. It was all overwhelming, including the business with Lord Dumbledore. He hoped someone would clearly explain it later when he had gotten used to it all.
Amelia said as she had volunteered, "For now you can stay with us. We have plenty of room since it's Bones Manor and only Susan and I live there. Apart from my sister's family, we're the only ones left."
"Can I stay with you permanently?" asked Harry hopefully.
"Well; it will be permanent unless you want to change it," answered Amelia, non-emotionally. Her speaking like that confused Susan and Harry, and creeped them out a bit.
Susan then said, marching off, "Let's go home!"
End chapter.
Now, I gave Harry a different wand because he will be different to cannon, so it there for follows his wand will be different. The wand kind of represents the owner's personality and ideals. And putting Harry in a different house would change both of those, which iswhy. And it is plausible because of the connection the Holly wand might not like Harry.