Title: Slytherins we will be.
Author: Rayne-N-Blood
Rating: T (to be safe)
Pairing: none
Era: Harry's First Year
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Summary: My take on if the trio had a more Slytherin side. I am not sure if I will cover all seven years. I may use lines directly from the book. No plagiarism intended.
Thanks to: My loyal readers and those who reviewed.
In my story, I will have Harry, Ron and Hermione receiving their letters earlier than in canon. Also I am changing the birthdays of Hermione and Ron. Hermione's new birthday is July 15 and Ron's new birthday is July 23. This change is something important to the story later on.
Chapter 1: King's Cross Station
Harry's last month with the Dursleys wasn't what he would call enjoyable but there were a few bright points. Dudley was now so scared of Harry he wouldn't stay in the same room, while Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon didn't shut Harry in his cupboard, force him to do anything, or shout at him- in fact, they didn't speak to him at all. Half terrified, half furious, they acted as though any chair with Harry in it were empty. Although this was a vast improvement in many ways, it did become a bit depressing after a while.
Harry kept to his room, with his new owl for company. He had decided to call her Hedwig, a name he had came across in A History of Magic. He found his school books were very interesting and spent the month reading through them. By the time September 1 came around, Harry had read through all his books absorbing all the knowledge he could. His old teachers would be surprised by Harry's work ethic. Harry knew they didn't expect much since Harry never put in his best effort. He did enough to pass but not to well as to get noticed. It wouldn't bode well for Harry to show his aunt and uncle how dumb their son really was compared to Harry. Even if he purposely didn't do his best, Harry was always learning as much as possible. The library became Harry's best friend. It was filled with many books that help him deal with his on fair life. Books was something he understood, something that would never betray him, something that would soothe his lonely heart and give him something to focus on. In books he could be in another place were life wasn't as cruel.
On the last day of August he thought he'd better speak to his aunt and uncle about getting to King's Cross station the next day, so he went down to the living room where they were watching a quiz show on the telly. He cleared his throat to let them know he was there, and Dudley screamed and ran from the room.
"Er- Uncle Vernon?"
Uncle Vernon grunted to show he was listening.
"Er- I need to be at King's Cross tomorrow to - to go to Hogwarts."
Uncle Vernon grunted again.
"Would it be alright if you gave me a lift?"
Grunt. Harry supposed that meant yes.
"Thank you."
He was about to go back upstairs when Uncle Vernon actually spoke.
"Funny way to get to a wizards' school. The train. Magic carpets all got punctures, have they?"
Harry didn't say anything.
"Where is this school, anyway?"
"I don't know," lied Harry not feeling right about revealing his school's location to his magic hating relatives. "I just take the train from platform nine and three-quarters at eleven o'clock."
His aunt and uncle stared.
"Platform what?"
Nine and three-quarters." Harry knew that they were thinking this all a joke because their was no Platform Nine and Three-quarters at the King's Cross station well not one that muggles would notice.
"Don't take rubbish," said Uncle Vernon. "There is no platform nine and three-quarters."
"It's on my ticket."
"Barking," said Uncle Vernon, "howling mad, the lot of them. You'll see. You just wait. Alright, we'll take you to King's Cross. We're going up to London tomorrow anyway, or I wouldn't even bother."
"Why are you going to London?" asked Harry trying to be polite.
"Taking Dudley to the hospital," growled Vernon. "Got to get that ruddy tail removed before he goes to Smeltings."
The morning Harry was up at five, he was too excited and nervous to sleep any longer. After getting dressed in a tee-shirt and jeans-deciding it best to change into his robes on the train- he checked to make sure all his stuff was packed inside his trunk, that Hedwig was safety inside her cage and paced around his room for the next two hours when he heard the Dursleys getting up. When they made it to the station, Uncle Vernon had kindly placed Harry's trunk and Hedwig on a trolley, then he wheeled into the station.
"Well, there you are, boy. Platform nine - platform ten. Your platform should be somewhere in the middle, but they don't seem to have built it yet, do they?"
He was quite right, of course. There was a big plastic number nine over one platform and a big plastic number ten over the one next to it, and in the middle, nothing at all.
"Have a good term," said Uncle Vernon with a nasty smile. He left without another word. Harry turned and saw the Dursleys drive away. All three of them were laughing. Harry smirked and headed further into the station.
Harry was glad that he had bought Hogwarts: A History. It was full of many neat facts pertaining to Hogwarts. It told him the location and how to get through the barrier. Harry couldn't believe that Hagrid had forgotten but it was a bit understandable. Making his way through the barrier, Harry was stop by someone calling him.
"Excuse me but are you a Hogwarts student as well" asked a bushy haired girl.
"Yes" said Harry noticing that she had a trunk similar to his but with a cat instead of an owl.
She instantly smiled at his response. "My name is Hermione and I am new to this whole wizarding world and I was needed help getting to the Hogwarts Express"
"My name is Harry and I am also new to the wizarding world but from what I read in Hogwarts: A History is that all you have to do is run into the barrier dividing Platforms 9 and 10" stated Harry.
"I know that also from reading Hogwarts: A History. It is just I am a bit curious" stated Hermione.
"How about I go first and you follow through" stated Harry. Hermione nodded in agreement. The were about there when a group of red-heads passed them.
What appeared to be there mother was speaking a bit loud. "- packed with Muggles, of course -"
Harry and Hermione didn't know much about the magical world but they knew that speaking of them like that loud enough for muggles to hear wasn't something to be done. With the way they dressed, the two eleven year olds could concluded that they were all wizards/witches and should know better than that. It was just suspicious. Their suspicion was doubled when the lady asked the for the platform number. Seeing as the children with her appeared old enough to have attended the school for a few years so she should know the platform number by now.
Thinking it was best to distance themselves away from the red-haired family, Harry and Hermione moved away and waited for them to go through the barrier. After the three boys walked through, they noticed the mother and daughter seem to be waiting for someone. When it seem that whomever, they were looking for wasn't coming they walked through the barrier to join the other three.
"That was weird. Who do you think they were waiting on" said Hermione.
"I feel like they were looking for me" said Harry.
"Why would they be looking for you? Sorry but I thought you were a muggle-raised just like me" said Hermione looked confused at him.
"I am but both of my parents are wizards and I happen to be Harry Potter" cringed Harry. He just hoped Hermione didn't react like the people he encountered at the Leaky Cauldron. Harry noticed that Hermione's eyes widen for about a second before she collected herself.
"You don't look anything like the pictures they have of you." stated Hermione. Harry laughed at that statement. It seemed that Hermione wasn't going to turn into a crazed fan.
Smiling, "Those pictures were very exaggerated and made me look like some kind of Hercules type hero."
"You do got a point and some of the stories they were very fictitious. One of the stories had you flying out of the sky and saving 20 people from a raging fire" laughed Hermione.
"That is quite impossible seeing as I just found out about magic a month ago. Let hurry because I don't want to miss the train and probably those red-heads had cleared out by now" stated Harry.
The duo quickly made there way through the barrier praying they didn't run into that family. After going through the barrier, a boy came out of the shadows. He had been watching Potter and noticed his hesitance to speak with the family. Smirking a bit, the boy came out of the shadows and headed toward the barrier.