'Ello

summary- I've been debating on this fic for a long time...i was curious about what happened in harry's childhood school years, up until the summer when he got accepted to hogwarts. I pictured him befriending someone...and unknowingly she's a witch too, but she moves away and goes to Beauxbatons academy instead. Oh course harry or her doesn't know about each other...until later Mia discovers that he is a famous wizard...and they meet again later on...at the triwizard tournament...and because of certain events she moves back to London and transfers to Hogwarts. Adventures ensue and love blossoms soo hope you like the story ...

This chappy is the prologue includes everything that happened up until they get their letters...

The italics is usually thoughts or letters, or things the ppl are reading...


"Mummy, No don't make me go, please I'll be good!" 4 year old Mia Rivers cried clutching at her mothers skirt gray skirt. She was terrified she didn't want to go to pre-school. She didn't like having to dress up in a frilly white sundress and wear pinchy black dress shoes.

"Honey, darling stop it you're making a scene." Elizabeth Rivers bent down hugging her small daughter tightly. "It won't be so bad, you'll see."

"Promise?" Mia sniffed.

"I promise." her mother ruffled her hair lovingly. "Now go on dear, I'll be back to get you before you know it."

She nudged her to go through the opened door, where the preschool teacher was waiting smiling warmly, for the last of this year's batch.

Mia stepped timidly into the room; looking back she chirped a goodbye to her mother.

"This way." The smiling teacher said, dragging her along to where the rest of the class was sitting on the carpet.

"Find a seat." The teacher spoke kindly.

Mia nodded looking around at the other kids; she spotted a friendly looking boy with black hair and bright green eyes, sitting in the back, he was wearing a shirt and worn jeans. The shirt looked like it was a few sizes to big.

She walked over and sat down beside him.

"Hi." She murmured silently.

The boy seemed shocked that she had talked to him.

After another moments pause, he smiled and said hello back.

Some of Mia's fear went away, kids were friendly, well this one was.

"Now class, your attention please." Mia had to turn away from the boy to listen to her teacher. "My name is Mrs. Mosher; I'll be your teacher this year. Now let's sit in a circle and we'll go around and introduce ourselves.

Immediately the gaggle of pre-scholars rose and tried to organize themselves into a circle.

Mia quickly sat down at the first spot she could find.

"Ummm, Can I sit beside you?" Mia looked up to see the same black haired boy from before.

She nodded, smiling brightly and scooted over to give him some more room.

After the class had finally settled into a nice roundish figure which was the best they could manage, with a little help from their teacher, then Mrs. Mosher began speaking again.

"No, when we go around the circle, please tell us your name and something about you. Now let's start with..." Mrs. Mosher looked around at the kids would should she pick, finally she spotted the little girl from before. "You." She pointed to Mia.

Mia tensed; she didn't know what to say.

"Go on, tell us your name, don't be shy." Mrs. Mosher encouraged.

"M-mia Ri-rivers." She managed to stutter.

"Good, now something about you." Mrs. Mosher continued.

"Umm, I have brown eyes."

"Obviously." scoffed a pudgy boy across the circle from her.

Mia looked downwards embarrassed by her answer.

"Don't be rude, or I'll give you a time out Dudley." She scolded the boy, seeing him stiffened at the promise of punishment; she turned back to Mia satisfied.

"Good job, and yes dear you have lovely brown eyes." She winked, causing Mia to smile, her embarrassment forgotten.

"Next, we'll have you."

Mia watched the teacher point to the boy beside her. She perked up interested to hear something about him.

"My name is Harry Potter, and I like to play tag." He stated.

The teacher smiled before moving on to another child.

Mia didn't really pay attention, to the rest. Her thoughts were preoccupied with Harry Potter. Who knows maybe they could become friends.

Next, the teacher gave them a tour of the classroom. The classroom was separated into different areas, and each day they'd get assigned a different station. There was arts and crafts, computers, dress up corner and even a puppet show. On Tuesdays they had gym, and on Thursdays they got to go to the school library.

Mia liked the sound of preschool, it sounded fun.

"Now, I'll split you up into groups, and send you off to a station."

Mia got sent to the arts and crafts section, along with Harry and some other kids.

Mia sat down in the small plastic chair, and looked down at all the bright crayons, and paper in front of her, wondering what to draw.

"Hi, Mia." It was Harry.

"Hey, umm what's that on your head?" Mia asked curiously, catching a glimpse of a small scar on his forehead.

"This..."Harry's small hand touched his scar that was partially hidden by his wild mop-like hair."I don't know Aunt Petunia never told me. I've had it since I could remember."

"Oh, what about your mum did you ask her?"

Mia watched as Harry brooded for an answer

"I live with my aunt and uncle, my parents are dead." He stated sadly.

"Oh, I'm sorry. What your favorite animal?" Mia asked picking up a crayon.

"A dragon." he said slightly puzzled.

"Oh, mines a unicorn my mommy bought me a book about one." She said, beginning to draw.

"What are you drawing?" Harry asked.

"A dragon, for you."

Harry grinned.

"Okay and I'll draw you a unicorn."

Both of the two children were hard at work concentrating fervently on their task.

"Done!" They both called in unison, causing them to burst into giggles.

They exchanged drawings. Both looked suspiciously a lot like blobs of color but the youngsters were convinced that it was not so and that the blobs were in fact a dragon and a unicorn.

Over the next few days, Harry and Mia became good friends and were inseperable, neither had found other friends. So in a few months, when Mia's birthday rolled by she invited Harry over to her house for a small party, her mom was throwing her.

"I'll ask! I hope I can go." Harry spoke excitedly, gripping the invitation Mia had given him in his hands.

"Me too."

"Hey, cousin what's that?" Dudley asked approaching Harry and Mia.

"It's an invitation to my birthday party." Mia spoke; she and Dudley were not on good terms.

"How come Harry's invited? What about me where's my invitation?" He asked jealously.

"You're not my friend, so you're not invited!" Mia huffed. "Now go away."

Dudley suddenly burst into tears.

" Dudley stop." Harry urged his cousin, he noticed Mrs. Mosher walking over towards them. 'Oh no' he thought.' they were sure to get in trouble now'

" Dudley, why are you crying?" Mrs. Mosher asked, trying to calm the child down.

Dudley sniffed and pouted red-eyed, tears streaming down his chubby cheeks.

"She said that that I was fat, and she didn't want me to play with them." He sobbed.

Mrs. Mosher turned angrily to Mia.

"Is this true?"

"NO! I didn't he's lying." Mia accused angrily.

This caused Dudley to cry harder.

"Mia..." Mrs. Mosher stern glare was fixed on her.

"It's true Mrs. Mosher. She didn't say anything like that!" Harry rose to her defense.

Mrs. Mosher looked from Dudley to Harry, to Dudley and Mia.

"Now, Harry then could you tell me why Dudley is crying so hard? Obviously something happened. Its not nice to call others names and to lie to a teacher. Both of you will go on time out."

Mia stared wide-eyed. This was not fair!

As both she and Harry were led away to stand on time out, she noticed Dudley's smirk. He had been pretending this whole time! He was so mean.

After ten minutes in time-out the two were reunited once again.

They spent the rest of time talking about the party and avoiding Dudley.

Suddenly the school bell rung.

"Oh no, its time to go home, Harry will you remember to ask your aunt about the party?" Mia asked making her way back to the classroom to get her backpack.

"I will! This is the first party I've ever been invited too." Harry spoke happily, following his friend.

-Later-

"Aunt Petunia, can I please go to my friend's birthday party?" Harry asked hopefully, handing her the invitation.

Aunt Petunia pursed her lips, as if contemplating the answer.

"MUM! Don't LET HIM GO!! I wasn't invited, its not fair!" Dudley interrupted throwing a fit.

"Oh Dudley don't cry, I'll call this Childs mother and we'll see if she can invite you. Okay?" Petunia promised him.

Dudley nodded but he was still angry, so he pushed his skinny cousin down to the floor.

"Take that!" He yelled as Harry landed with an Oomph on the floor.

Harry glared at his cousin but knew better than to try and push him back. He followed Petunia to the kitchen where she was making a phone call.

-Mia's house-

"My daughter only invited Harry, apparently Dudley isn't her friend."

"No, I didn't mean that your son is…" Mia watched as her mother paused yet again to hear the shrill shrieks coming from Harry's aunt.

"Please, just let him come." After that comment more arguing ensued. Mia looked sadly at her mummy; it looked like Harry wasn't allowed to come. Aunt Petunia was such a MEANY!

Elizabeth shut the phone, taking a deep breath to calm herself before turning to her daughter.

"I'm sorry she said that he couldn't go."

Mia looked down sadly trying to hold the tears back.

"It's okay sweetie, I'll give you a special snack to share with Harry at school. How does that sound?" Elizabeth tired to compromise.

Mia nodded. "Thanks mommy."

-B-day-

"Harry, look what my mom made for us." She beamed proudly as she showed him the two cupcakes.

"Wow, that looks good." Harry stared at the two cupcakes, practically drooling.

"Here, you go." She handed Harry the cupcake with the blue icing, before biting into her own.

Harry studied the cupcake intently, trying to commit it to memory.

He smiled happily as he ate it. The cupcake was the best thing he had ever tasted.

"Happy Birthday Mia!" Harry said licking the icing off of his lips.

Mia wiped the cupcake crumbles from her lips.

"Thanks Harry. I just wished that you could have come over for my party."

Harry nodded in agreement.

"Oh here I forgot something." Harry reached down into his lunch bag, and pulled out a picture, he handed it to Mia. "I made you it." He explained blushing.

"Wow, Harry its beautiful!" Mia exclaimed, as she looked at the picture.

"It's us riding a dragon and unicorn."

"Cool, thanks again Harry this is the best birthday gift I ever got!" Mia pulled Harry into a friendly hug.

"Oh, it's nothing really." Harry said bashfully.

"Harry you're my best friend!"

"Your mine too."

"We'll be best friends forever right?" Mia asked.

"Of course!"

-Grade one-

"Harry!" Mia waved as she spotted her friend amongst the crowd of first graders.

"Hey Mia, how was your summer?" Harry asked making his way over to her. He hadn't seen her since the last day of kindergarten, even though she lived only a couple houses away from him.

"It was okay, we visited lots of museums and went swimming but I missed you. How was yours?"

"It was normal. I turned 6." He stated proudly.

"Wow! I don't turn six until…" Mia paused silently trying to recall when her birthday was. "Oh yeah, the 26th of September."

"Nice."

"Harry."

"Yes/"

"I'm scared; I heard that grade one is really REALLY HARD. What if I fail?"

"You won't, it can't be that bad. I think it'll be fun. As long as Dudley doesn't eat your homework."

This earned Harry a giggle from Mia, in kindergarten Dudley had taken to eat everything he could get his hands on, from sand to glue. The teacher had to keep a constant eye on him.

B-riing Br-ring B-ring

Mia sighed; time to go in and so side by side the pair bravely stepped into the school and made their way to their grade one class.

-Grade two-

"Ahhh, Harry the Dragon's behind you! Run!" Mia faked a look of terror as she pointed behind Harry.

"Its okay, I will vanquish the evil dragon with my trusty sword." Harry stated courageously, with that he turned around and pointed his sword,( which was really a small twig) where the dragon was supposed to be.

"Take that and that!" he said furiously, as he thrashed and poked at the air in front of him, pretending to fight a terrifying creature.

"I'll save you, Princess Mia!" he cried.

Mia giggled.

"What? Why are you laughing?" Harry asked stopping his thrashing for a few seconds. "I'm trying to save you."

Mia giggled. "You looked awfully silly, especially with that twig."

"I do not!"

Mia mimicked Harry's previous movement thrashing at the air.

Harry looked aghast.

"Was that what it looked like?" He asked.

Mia nodded and giggled. This time Harry joined in as well.

"Hey, you two up there are you still playing make-believe?" A sniping voice called.

Harry looked down from the jungle gym to see his cousin with his two other partners in crime.

"So what if we are?" He called down angrily.

"Well, I think that's silly. Only little kids play make-believe but I guess you and your little girlfriend are still just dumb little kids!" Dudley said.

"Oh you! Why do you always have to spoil the fun?!?!" Mia yelled she grabbed the twig that now lay discarded on the floor and flung it at Dudley. It hit him fully on his big fat head.

"Oww, you'll pay for that! We're coming to get you!" Dudley cried furiously. Mia just sticked out her tongue at him, unfazed by his threats.

As he made his way up the jungle gym stairs rather slowly, both Harry and Mia hoped down the slide and made their escape, running across the playground, before Dudley had even noticed.

-Grade three-

"Wasn't that the best story you've ever heard?" Mia asked Harry at recess, as they sat down in the grass, it was their favorite spot. Their class had just finished reading King Arthur and the Round Table.

Harry nodded in agreement.

"Who was your favorite character?" She asked.

"King Arthur, but I felt bad for him I mean he never knew his parents, and so many other bad things happened but he was a king and did so many good things."

I liked Guinevere and Lancelot. Although I don't understand why they betrayed Arthur like that it was mean. Weren't they supposed to be best friends?"

Harry nodded equally as puzzled.

"Mia, do you think everyone is something special?" Harry tugged at his hand-me down shirt that was too big for him.

Mia looked over at him and realized that he was talking about himself. He was an orphan and the family that cared for him wasn't really kind to him just like Arthur.

"Of course, who knows maybe your secretly a prince sent away to be hidden away from enemies."

She poked Harry, trying to get him to cheer up.

Harry looked up and poked her back.

"Hey!" she shrieked undignified, rubbing the spot that he had poked.

"That hurt." She pouted.

"Sorry." Harry offered her an apology.

Mia smirked and pushed him down, before rushing to her feet and began running.

"Catch me if you can!" She yelled back at him.

Harry pounced on his feet and followed after her.

-Summer Vacation…Harry's b-day-

Mia woke up quickly bursting out of bed, and checked her calendar. Yes, today was the 31st! Mia ducked her head under her bed and grabbed the small package wrapped up in shiny wrapping paper.

It was her gift to Harry.

She skipped down the stairs where her mother was waiting with breakfast on the table.

"Mum I'm going out!" She called to her excitedly.

Just before she could hop out the door her mother stopped her.

"Where do you think you going? You're still in your pajamas, your hairs a mess and you haven't eaten food."

Mia, sighed. "I guess I can get ready first."

"Good girl!" Her mom patted her on her head.

"Mum, I'm not a dog." She complained swiping at her mother's hand.

"I know dear. Now go get dressed before breakfast gets cold."

Mia hopped up the winding stair case to her room.

Pictures of mystical creatures, knights and all sorts of creatures littered her pale lavender walls and toys were thrown about the room. Mia went over to her dresser picking a random outfit, she got dressed and brushed her hair trying to get it untangled was a long process and it didn't help that she had curly hair.

Rushing down stairs, she stuffed her mouth with her breakfast and pecked her mum goodbye on the cheek.

"Don't stay out too late." Her mother called after her.

Mia, ran excitedly towards Harry's house, and rang the door bell.

Mia paced back and forth in front of the door, impatient to see Harry.

"Yes?" Aunt Petunia questioned Mia as she opened the door.

"Umm, I've come to see Harry. Can I speak to him…please?" Mia said sweetly remembering her manners.

Petunia glared at her.

"Why?"

"I've come to wish him a happy birthday." Mia explained.

Petunia hesitated, but nodded a yes.

"I'll get him but be quick about it." She warned.

Harry soon appeared at the door, dressed in his usual baggy and worn clothing. His green eyes sparkled happily as he saw Mia.

"What are you doing here?" He asked still stunned that she had come.

"Well it's your birthday isn't it? I've come to wish you a happy birthday and to give you this." She whispered the last part. Mia handed Harry the carefully wrapped present.

Harry's eyes widened as he saw the present. He had never received such a nice gift except for the occasional clothes he received from his Aunt and Uncle.

"Thank you." He whispered, tucking the present under his shirt as he heard his aunt approaching.

"I'll see you later then." Mia winked and ran back to her house excited to see what Harry would say about the gift.

(back at Dursley's house)

"Did she leave?" Aunt Petunia questioned.

Harry nodded and closed the door.

Walking over to his "room" he shut the door behind him and began opening the gift slowly.

He gasped as he saw two miniature knights riding on horses. One had a crown on his head.

Harry noticed a small note in the packaging. He opened the crumbled piece of paper and read the scraggly writing.

Its King Arthur and Lancelot.

Enjoy

Your bestest friend,

Mia.

p.s HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

Harry was ecstatic this was the best birthday present he had ever gotten. He would have to remember to thank Mia later. They had devised a plan to see each other, in the afternoons Harry had to water the garden and Mia would sneak over and they would talk silently.

-Grade Four-

"Oh, Harry its terrible! I'm moving. I don't want to leave but my mum says we have to!" Mia cried on Harry's shoulder.

"You can't be serious!" he spoke sadly. If Mia moved he would have no other friends and be at the mercy of his cousin Dudley.

Mia nodded; tears began streaming down her face.

"We're leaving next week."

"We have to write to each other or call or something. Maybe you can visit!" Mia said thinking of ways they could see each other.

"Yeah, maybe where are you moving?"

Mia played with her skirt nervously before answering.

"We're moving to France."

"Wow, but that's far I don't think Aunt Petunia would let me." Harry said sadly.

The rest of the day they spent their time devising plans to see each other but nothing seemed to work.

A week flew by quickly and Mia moved away. It was tragic, in France Mia stayed silent the whole year almost, thus at school she had made no friends not that she cared she wanted to see Harry again.

Harry also had a horrible year. His cousin picked on him relentlessly, and he didn't even get any consolation from anyone else. Well he didn't blame them really; anyone who got close to Harry was soon to become his cousin's next victim.

-Grade Five-

(a/n: everything spoken is in french...but obviously from my lack of knowledge for the language...i can't and i won't use babblefish or something to translate...sry for any confusion)

Mia stared at the bullies that were surrounding her.

"Give us your lunch money!" The leader demanded.

"I don't have any. Leave me alone!" Mia cried

"Why, you lying little greedy monster!" The leader of the troop yelled. He raised his hand as if to strike her.

Mia cringed and closed her eyes, frightened she pictured something big and hairy stopping the bully as she awaited the hit.

The slap never came, only a scream.

Mia opened her eyes and stared agape at what she saw.

There was a big tarantula crawling on the bullies head. How did it get there she wondered?

The bully was hopping around screaming his beady little head off.

"GET IT OFF, GET IT OFF!" He screamed in terror.

Mia smirked and walked away from the screaming bullies. That was the last time she was ever messed with, but no one wanted to talk to her anymore. They thought she was a freak. So her thoughts constantly turned to Harry. France was great and there were lots of beautiful places to visit, but it still wasn't home to her.

-Summer Vacation-

Harry was having similar problems. Still alone and constantly bullied, he couldn't help but thinking of Mia and the previous years when they had been playing together. Harry had received lots of letters from her, but aunt Petunia refused to let him read them or respond.

Harry looked glumly at the two knights from Mia that he kept in the small cupboard he called home.

He had been locked up for a week inside, after the day at the zoo with the vanishing glass and the snake talking to him Uncle Vernon locked him up.

Harry was jolted out of his thoughts as Aunt Petunia banged on his cupboard door.

"Wake up and get the mail." She yelled at him.

"Yes, Aunt Petunia." He murmured.

He made his way to the mail. He looked through it; maybe another letter from Mia had come. Instead he glanced at a letter, addressed to him from an unknown source. He was confused, how did they know.

Mr. H. Potter

The Little Cupboard Under The Stairs….

-Meanwhile-

"Mia, would you please get the mail, I'm preoccupied with the eggs."

Mia, sighed placing her book down, she walked over to mailbox and took out all the letters.

She looked through them hoping for a letter from Harry.

Instead she found a letter addressed to her in bright silver.

Ms. M. Rivers……….

She quickly opened the letter curious to see who it was from.

Mia began reading her honey colored eyes, widened as she read

"Ms. Mia Rivers, we would like to inform you that you have been accepted at Beauxbatons Academy for witchcraft and wizardry….."

Mia dropped the letter in shock this could not be right.

She ran into the kitchen.

"Mum, look what I got." She showed the letter to her mother.

Her mother instantly paled.

"This can't be happening…" She whispered.

"What is it mother? Tell me."

"Darling why don't you sit down." Her mother urged her.

Mia did as she was asked and listened to her mother's story.

"I met your father five years ago at a pub. Well we started dating and fell in love. Anyways we got married, and then I found out what he was. He was a wizard. I was so shocked and overwhelmed that I left. Unknowingly I was pregnant with you; I had hoped that you wouldn't be...that you wouldn't have magic."

"And you never told me something so important!" Mia accused her mother.

"I wanted you to have a normal life, it doesn't matter anyways. You won't be going!"

"What why not? I want to!"

"I said no!" Her mother said firmly.

" You can't stop me." Mia pouted childishly.

"I want you to live a normal life!"

"But I'm not normal. No one will talk to me because of what I did to that bully, last year and what if it happens again. I have to get trained don't I? What if I hurt someone?" Mia argued.

Her mother sighed. Thinking it over. It was true, what Mia had said, but she didn't want her daughter to leave her…..

Finally she nodded, defeated.

Mia smiled brightly and hugged her mother tightly.

"I love you!" she squeaked.


There you go YAY!!! chapter one is done...please review...i would appreciate at least 5 reviews before i post the next chapter at least...i'm sorry if that seems rude of me to say...but well i want to know if people like my story before actually spending more time on it...


Chapter two Summary- Its year four and the triwizard tournament is fast approaching. Mia, gets accepted to go along with a few other choosen beauxbaxton girls, as a specator. Of course she discovers/knows that Harry Potter, was in fact a famous wizard. Now is her chance to get reunited with him..will he remember his old school friend or had he forgotten all about her? And what about the tournament. What will happen?