Hari was outside weeding aunt Petunia's garden. She was hot, dirty, and most of all thirsty, but she was not allowed to have anything to drink until she had finished weeding the garden. Aunt Petunia always claimed that she had the most beautiful garden in their entire community, but in truth it was all Hari's hard work that made it possible. The stupid horse of an aunt never so much as touched the yard in years since it was Hari's job to do as such. All her aunt ever did was watch her like a hawk whenever she was outside to make sure she did not do anything freakish.
Hari had always hated her 'family' but never could do anything about the way they treated her. Her uncle loved insulting her, and 'disciplining' her whenever she did anything that was abnormal, or against the rules. She remembered on time when she was in class and her teacher kept yelling at her for not turning in her homework, even though she told her that Dudley her cousin had destroyed it on purpose, but no she did not care about that and continued yelling at her until she just snapped, and he hair turned rainbow. She remembered the lashings she got from her uncle for that little move, but Hari did not care for she knew why her uncle hated her so. It was because she could use some sort of supernatural power, and if the Dursley's hated one thing it was things that were abnormal.
So far Hari could Channel her energy to help heal the wounds of the punishments that her uncle would give her. She learned to be able to change her hair color as well as learning that her magic automatically puts on a glamor for the scaring and wounds she wanted to hide. She learned to be able to "see" in her right eye due to her uncle punishing her which caused her to lose sight in the eye but Hari was able to see still and even more advanced than others when the eye was not covered. Hari's eyes were two different colors while her left side was the same blazing emerald green as her mothers, her right eye was Hazel but the green showed more than the brown but it created a blaze effect inside the eye. She had a scar that went from the top right side of her forehead where the hair receded and all the way down to her neck. she continued to learn, master, and perfect these abilities until she was 8 years and a few months old when something very interesting happened to her while working in the gardens one day.
"God, why do I have to weed the old prunes garden in the middle of the freaking day" asked Hari, as she continued to pull weeds. That was when she heard a strange voices coming from behind her. When Hari looked back she saw a foot long garden snake with golden eyes that had a look that Hari could have sworn looked like curiosity.
"Ok now I know I am going crazy. I must be having a heat stroke from all of this sun" spoke Hari, as she looked back at the garden. That's when that voice spoke again.
"Sssso, an sssspeaker" spoke the snake with what Hari could only assume was amazement.
Hari looked at the snake for about five minutes before she was able to snap out of her stupor and ask probably the most obvious question anyone could ask in that situation. "Did you just ssspeak?"
"Of course I did. Do you ssssee anyone elsssse out of here"asked the snake. It was looking at her with a calculating look, and Hari did not know why she was not bothered by a snake talking to her, or eyeing her.
"Oh, sssorry I'm just not use to sssnakesss talking to me. Are you ssssome kind of ssspecial sssnake or am I just having a heat ssstroke" asked Hari, she was not entirely sure if she was just hallucinating or she had somehow developed a new power that let him talk to reptiles or maybe it was just snakes.
"I am just a regular garden sssnake, but my cousin is a half breed. He is half viper, half magical sssnake and believe me he just loves to rub it in" spoke the snake, with a bit of annoyance in his voice, although Hari was trying to figure out how it was possible to decipher something like that from a snake.
"How can I understand you if you are just a regular snake, and what do you mean magical"asked Hari. 'Maybe the things that I do are magic, but if that is the case then why have I never been told that I have magic? I have no doubt it has something to do with my walrus of an uncle, and my hoarse of an aunt' thought Hari bitterly.
"You are a Parselmouth. A Parselmouth is a witch or wizard that can ssspeak to sssnakes. It is exceptionally rare for a person to have this gift. The last person who wielded it became very powerful, and equally feared. You are very lucky to have been born with this power, and you could become even luckier if you can find yourself a powerful ssssnake familiar" spoke the snake, as it eyed a small mouse not too far away.
Hari saw that, so she raised her index finger, pointed it at the mouse, and shot a thin bolt of electricity at the rat. Hari saw that she hit it, and was pleased with herself. She walked over to the paralyzed mouse and picked it up. When she returned to the garden snake, she dropped the mouse in front of it. The snake seemed pleased, and quickly devoured the rat whole.
"Now that I have your full attention, could you explain this familiar businessss to me" spoke Hari, as she was getting real excited learning all of these new things.
"A familiar is basically a wizard's non-human partner that they have bonded with. Once bonded I hear that the wizard and familiar gain ssssome kind of mental link although my cousin never explained it to me on what level the link is. He also told me that the wizard becomes sssstronger after gaining a familiar and that the familiar itself gains power(s) from being bonded"spoke the snake as it coiled up, and relaxed as it digested its free meal.
"Would you like to be my familiar"asked Hari. She wanted to get stronger faster, and this familiar business sounded like the way to go. Being able to speak to snakes sounded like a rare ability, so having a snake familiar only sounded natural to her.
"No. As much as I would like to be your familiar, as I could be, I must decline. You are a wizard, a wizard that can sssspeak to ssssnakes to boot, Sssso you need a powerful familiar that you will benefit the most from" spoke the snake as it looked around to make sure there were no potential predators in the area. "I do however know a few, but I do not think I could stand hearing their bragging plus they are not that ssstrong ssso you will not benefit much from them" spoke the snake. If the speaker asked him he would instantly agree to be her familiar, but he knew that a speaker should have only the best possible familiar, and he was most defiantly not going to give that honor over to his unworthy half breed of a cousin.
"Then what ssshould I do? You sssay you are not fit to be my familiar, and you do not know of any who could fill that role, ssso basically I am ssstuck until I can find a ssstrong magical sssnake and convince it to bond with me" spoke Hari in an increasingly annoyed voice. She wanted power, and she was not easily deterred from perusing it when he wanted something.
"I am ssssorry ssspeaker that I am not much help"said the serpent like it was truly sorry.
"It is fine my dear garden sssnake. Please tell me more of the Wizarding world." said Hari.
For the next several hours Hari and the snake talked about everything that came to mind. Hari learned a few things about magic, a place called Diagon Alley, how to make a basilisk, and a few other minor things. At the time Hari was only 8 years old and made friends with a snake. Through the years harry continued to serve her relatives, getting beat for something simple but she also practiced her magic in silence.
By the age of 10 Hari learned that she could conjure up crystal balls that if you look inside could give you your dreams. When Hari was outside and alone hidden she was able to disappear and reappear in a vast amount of glitter, fire, or shadows depending on her mood. Hari was 5'4, underweight, and always wore glamour to hide the truth. Her hair was to her shoulder blades and was layers in places while some stuck out in different directions; the dark almost black hair gained a blood red and blonde highlight to it. She wore her cousin's old clothing that was too large on her small frame. After talking to the snake and learning as much as possible Hari was able to write to the goblins and explained her predicament and when they should hopefully be seeing her soon rather than later.
At Age 11 she was accepted into Hogwarts for Witchcraft and Wizardry. All the letters she got were over running the house and causing her uncle to insane. They kept moving and soon were "cornered" because a man by the name of Hagrid came and gave Hari her letter. After the small discussion with her "loving" relatives she agreed to it.