Author's Note: I Always think back to the early 9os Books such as Fear Street Series with Fondness. I Thought it would be cool to use different Harry Potter Characters in many Fear Street situations.
I'm trying to have a load of these Featuring A great number of First, Second, and Third string Book Characters as Teens In An Au Non Magic World. Each Story will be around 20 Chapters. Yes I am looking for a Beta. The layout may be looking a little rough at first but I will try to make it legible.
Don't Go into the Riddle House
Harry Potter sighed as He observed His Uncle struggle to unload the Car in the driveway from His new Attic window. Recently, He, his Aunt, Uncle, and Cousin moved from Little Whinging to Little Hangleton, because Uncle Vernon received a Promotion. Not a big one, He literally was paid Two Pounds more, but with the way the Dursleys carried on in front of their old Neighbors You would have thought he'd been made Prime Minister.
The Dursleys. Harry had lived with them ever since his Parents died in a Car crash when he was one. It wasn't that the Dursleys mistreated him, exactly. They just always had a sour Persona and looked like they were forced into something horrible whenever they had to do more than the bare minimum for him. His Aunt Petunia was his Mother's Sister, not that she wanted reminding. Lily Potter Nee Evans had wanted more to life than living comfortably while sneering down at others from a well manicured house. Lily had done Missionary work, and on one such outing had run into Harry's Father, James Potter. James had come from a Wealthy family, but had an array of friends from different backgrounds. Many were not as wealthy as him, Such as an ill boy named Remus Lupin, whose Parents spent what they had paying for Hospital Treatments that never worked. Remus ended up dying and James spent his time trying his best to help Disadvantaged people as memory to Lupin.
But Harry wouldn't know all this. Petunia always thought Lily was wasting her time helping people and not living Off of James money. They had had a huge argument before Lily and James were killed in Honduras. They were trying to flee a madman upset at their work when they rolled off of a Hill. Petunia was forced to take in Harry, and the rest Was History as they say. From Harry's window he could see a great part of this new town. They had moved to A slightly well off Neighborhood. This town had many sections like this divided by income. There was a more well off part of Town, an extremely Rich one, a good bit of Average ones, and about three poorer parts. None of those places were the slums but he could practically hear his Aunt Petunia carrying on to her Son , Dudley, to stay away from such "Riff Raff". No one cared if Harry were to talk to such. No one cared much for Harry at all.
He was a loner. Not by choice, but that was the way things had worked out. Dudley had always befriended mean, tough looking boys and usually ignored Harry, which was fine by him. He was studious in a way that drove off other kids at an age when other teens wanted to drink and party. Harry wanted to build things instead. He had several little model kits containing such things as cars in his old room. So Harry spent his time building and dreaming of when the time came for him to inherit what his Parent's left him and leave the Dursleys behind. "Harry Potter!" Harry winced as he heard his Aunt screech from downstairs. Thank Goodness that the largeness of this house meant that Petunia's voice was slightly muffled. With a sigh Harry bounded down the stairs, where his Aunt waited with a pinched expression. "Just what do you think You're doing you lazy boy?" Quite honestly Harry wasn't sure what he wanted to answer her with. Did daydreaming actually qualify as lazy? Knowing his Relatives stance on imagination, yes it did. His Aunt rolled her eyes. "While You have your head in the clouds your Uncle and Cousin have been slaving away out there. Unpacking and such while you lay around!" Harry stifled a groan. "What was that boy!" With a sigh he answered "Nothing Aunt Petunia". Petunia continued to glare at him. "I've something for You to make some use of yourself"
With that she reached behind her and pulled something out. Harry's mouth fell open. It was the newest mobile phone out there. Seeing glee on her Nephew's face, Petunia pulled the phone back from his outstretched hands. "This is purely a work phone you see. I want you to go around this town and take pictures of Gardens. I absolutely must have the best one out here and I need to see my competition." Harry stared at her in awe. This was the top of the line Phone and she wanted him to use it to spy on their Neighbors? How very Petunia like. She sniffed, as if reading his thoughts. "It's not like You would need this for anything else, you haven't any friends to call". Dudley had came in with the end of this speech and snorted with glee at his Cousin's dressing down. Harry ignored his Whale of a cousin. "Out You go!" And with this Harry was almost literally kicked out of the house. He felt his fist clench at the sound of Dudley's chortling. He hoped a spaceship landed on this place while he was out.
Kicking A pebble, Harry clenched the phone while staring at the screen. For work reasons or not this was the most expensive thing that his relatives had ever given him, except for that time where they begrudgingly got him glasses because of the school nurse's interference. Looking around, Harry could see that this Neighborhood did not have too many gardens, so he decided to try out another one. Perhaps the richer sections would have expensive lawn work and such. Harry opened his GPS and typed in the address. Looking up, he peered at the street sign and snorted. He now lived on Gryffindor rd. The wealthiest section in this Town was something called Slytherin Lane. Who named these places? He thought with disgust. Harry noticed that the GPS app was in need of an update. He ignored this and programed in the directions. With that he was off.
Shivering slightly, he wished that he had bought some kind of Sweater with him. It had been gloomy and cool all day. It was October after all. With a slight shudder that had nothing to do with the cold, Harry remembered that it would be the 15th anniversary of his Parent's deaths at the end of the month. Mood dampened even more by his brooding, he barely registered the GPS and let his feet lead him wherever. This went on for about 30 minutes until the smooth gravel turned into a reddish dust to an off road. Harry looked up and wrinkled his nose. This couldn't be Slytherin Lane. Nothing about this place screamed pretentious wealth, though it did seem rather cosy. Harry's thoughts were interrupted as a big black mass knocked him over.
Barely registering a cry of "Down Snuffles!" from somewhere that seemed far away, Harry's assailant continued to slobber over his face and twist on Harry's struggling body in excitement. The big Dog known as Snuffles was reigned in by a pretty girl with a flushed face. Harry couldn't stop the grin that came to his face. The girl had a petite shape with long Red hair that fanned around her like flames. "Snuffles?" he said in amusement. The girl let out a nervous grin. "He looks like a Snuffles, don't you think?" She laughed. "More Like a Slobbers." Snuffles barked excitedly in response, jumping up and down in a way only Dogs can do while Harry and the girl laughed. "I'm Ginny Weasley." He blushed "Harry Potter." he stuck out his Hand and they shook. Looking behind Ginny, he saw what looked like a small picturesque forest. Ginny followed his eyes. "My home is about 15 minutes behind there, a shortcut you see. Just walking Snuffles here." Harry nodded. "And Home wouldn't be anywhere near Slytherin Lane would it?" He questioned. Ginny made a face before her face settled into a cool expression. "What business do you have there?" Harry was a bit startled at this change in attitude but answered.
"New in town, my Aunt wants me to take Garden pictures, thought I'd start there". Ginny's face warmed some. "My mum has a lovely Garden, you can take a few there if you'd like since you're close. Slytherin Lane is way in the other direction."
Harry grumbled. "Looks like I'll need to Update this Gps after all." he said, waving around the new Phone , which thankfully wasn't ruined in the skirmish with Snuffles. Ginny's eyes followed the Phone. "Didn't that just come out last week?" Harry nodded absently. "My Aunt just bought it for me." Ginny bit her bottom lip and nodded. Harry brightened. "This is my first Phone, maybe we can exchange numbers?" He said hopefully. His face fell as Ginny squirmed uncomfortably. He hoped he hadn't been to forward. "I don't have a Cell Phone, parents can't afford it." Harry noticed that she seemed embarrassed. He didn't think that there was anything wrong with not being able to afford a Phone. "This was the first expensive thing I've had besides my glasses, my relatives don't like spending money on me, you see." Ginny frowned. "My Mum spoils us, I thought all Mums do." Harry looked down. My parents died when I was One, I live with my Aunt, Uncle, and Cousin."
Ginny gasped and pulled Harry into an impulsive hug. He was pleased to notice that she smelled like Flowers. " I don't really like people to pity me for something like that." Ginny stepped back, red faced. Harry went on quickly " I mean I'm thankful for the comfort, I just don't like people treating me a certain way because of something that I had no control over". Ginny nodded. She almost looked relieved. "I know what that's like. People look down on us because we're poor. It can only be helped so much. I have six brothers and Dad works A lot. His Department doesn't pay much, but he loves it." Harry nodded as they moved through the forest. "I'd love to have had some siblings." Ginny eyed him incredulously. He laughed" Maybe not six but it can get lonely."
Snuffles barked and ran ahead of them, chasing a Gopher or two up to where Ginny's home resided. It was a small but cozy place, not designed to well, but had a decent sized farmhouse near the back. "It's not much, but it's home." Ginny Said, looking a bit pink eared. "It's lovely." Harry replied, staring at Ginny. "Control this Damn Dog Ginny!" A rough voice sounded from behind them. Both Harry and Ginny whirled around to see A tall, lanky red headed boy kicking dirt in the direction of Snuffles, who growled teasingly at him. "That's just my Brother Ron." Ginny said, noticing Harry's stare.
Brother Ron seemed to have noticed Harry and shot him a menacing look. Maneuvering smoothly in between Harry and Ginny, he tried to stare the shorter and Raven haired boy down. "Who's this then?" Ginny rolled her eyes. "This is Harry." She said, moving around her brother to stand next to Harry. "Harry who?" He continued, undeterred from his intogerration with clenched teeth. Harry looked back firmly. "Just Harry." he replied smoothly. Taller or not he wasn't going to let anyone talk down to him, a trait he had picked up from both parents. Ron looked put out. "Well where'd ya come from JUST Harry?" he continued mockingly. Ginny sighed. "I just moved to Gryffindor rd." Ron's mouth dropped open while Ginny turned pale. Harry was put out by this response. "Do you know it?" But Ron was laughing now while Ginny glared at him. " He Doesn't know?" he cried through hiccups. Harry clenched his teeth. "I told you I just moved there or were you too thick to get that?" Ginny smirked while Ron's laugh abruptly stopped. "Oy! Who're you calling thick?" They both took steps toward each other. "Enough!" Ginny bellowed. Both boys stepped back. For a small girl Ginny could have a strong disposition. Turning a mean eye to Ron, she suddenly seemed to shrink as if exhausted.
Ron looked concerned "Are you alright Ginny?"
He shot Harry a look, as if blaming him for this change. "There's this House on your street" Ginny began so softly that Harry had to lean forward to hear her. It's up on a Hill, kind of a way from the other houses. People say it's haunted." She shivered. Looking Harry in the eye she continued. "It's called the Riddle House and it's haunted. " Three people were murdered there." With that the rain that was threatening all day began to fall and Harry's adventure began. He had no way of knowing that just by moving he had opened the door unknowingly to something sinister.