Slytherin Harry Potter: The Philosopher's Stone - Book 1

A/N: This fanfiction is based on a book written by J.K Rowling called "Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone". I have always loved the books and I thought I would write a fanfiction about him becoming a Slytherin and possibly even more! This book starts by repeating 'Chapter Five: Diagon Alley' in Madam Malkin's Shop. I hope you have a great time reading it and hopefully this will encourage more of the genre. I am not sure where to place this in accordance to the books as he is a Slytherin. It will be hard to develop him within the story line. Who knows? It might work out better than I can hope!

This is my first book guys. This is intended for those you have already read the Harry Potter series. If you haven't I definitely encourage for you to do so, JK Rowling is a brilliant author and proud creator of the Harry Potter Universe. Although this first chapter doesn't contain a lot of detail of my own i.e Looks of people, it will in the future due to the fact that these are all very well-known characters.

Please leave some feedback because I will continue this book, hopefully it leads Harry into some dark paths (who knows). Sorry for the exasperated introduction, without further lingering…

Chapter 1 – New Beginnings

"Might as well get yer uniform," said Hagrid, nodding toward Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasion. "Listen, Harry, would yeh mind if I slipped off fer a pick-me-up in the Leeky Cauldron? I hate them Gringotts carts." He did still look a bit sick, so Harry entered Madam Malkin's shop alone, feeling serious.

"See you in an hour, right here" replied Harry waving.

Madam Malkin was a squat, smiling witch dressed all in mauve.

"Hogwarts, dear?" she said, when Harry started to speak. "Got the lot here – another young man being fitted up just now, in fact."

In the back of the shop, a boy with a pale pointed face was standing on a footstool while a second witch pinned up his long black robes. Madam Malkin stood Harry on a stool next to him slipped a long robe over his head, and began to pin it to the right length.

"Hello," said the boy "Hogwarts, too?"

"Yes," said Harry.

"My father's next door buying my books and mother's up the street looking at wands," said the boy. He had a bored, drawling voice "Then I'm going to drag them off to look at racing brooms. I don't see why first years can't have their own. I think I'll bully father into getting me one and I'll smuggle it in somehow.

Harry was fascinated by the boy, racing brooms! Something he couldn't have ever dreamed of or mentioned in the Dursley's. He'd be locked in his room for the rest of the Holidays with no food if he mentioned anything magical. The Dursley's hated magic.

They talked for a while all about magic and brooms and racing. Harry had grown quite found of the boy he met in the shop and so did the boy. The boy was fascinated about how he didn't know anything about magic and found out he was living with muggles after his parents had died.

"Who are you by the way?" the boy questioned impatiently "I'm Malfoy, Draco Malfoy"

"Harry, Harry Potter" he stammered.

Draco couldn't believe his eyes, stunned by the boy in-front of him, smiling. Draco proffered his hands saying "Are you really?"

Harry blushed not knowing how the boy knew him "Yes. How do you know me?"

Draco was so excited that when he was finished he rushed out of the door. Harry had just finished up, paid for his robes and saw Draco again with his father.

"Look father look! It's Harry Potter!" He pointed.

Mr Malfoy was a tall man with very pale blonde hair. He smiled down at Harry as he couldn't believe his eyes. "Rude to point Draco. I have an idea" he said "How about we help show you around the place dear boy-"

"-I was being showed around by a man named Hagrid… Quite tall?" Harry replied as Lucius grabbed him and began walking with him to look at the brooms.

"I won't take a no for an answer" He smiled "That man couldn't tell the difference between a boy and a goat Potter I wouldn't be mixing with those sorts of people"

Harry didn't want to argue, he really wanted to see brooms and know more about the Malfoy's however he did feel a bit bad leaving Hagrid behind.

"How about I go grab you another pile of books and you boys can look at the brooms and maybe even buy some potion equipment" Mr Malfoy said.

The two boys nodded "meet you two at the broom shop back here in no less than twenty minutes!"

He enjoyed chatting with Malfoy, his first ever friend. After buying some recommended potion ingredients and the cauldron, the two boys made a dash to look at the racing brooms. A group of young children, not much younger than Harry, were staring hands pressed against the glass to the shop staring at broom

"-Wow" He overheard "The new nimbus two thousand. The fastest broom in the whole of London-"

"-No!" another boy said "The fastest broom in the entire world!"

When they entered the shop they looked around at comets and Malfoy looked proud and pointed to one of them "I have a Comet Two Sixty!"

It felt like such a sort time that they were looking at the brooms until Lucius Malfoy walked back in and he was accompanied by another woman. She stretched out her hand and said "Narcissa Malfoy. Most pleased to meet your acquaintance." She looked rather attractive. She had pale blonde hair, just like Lucius

Harry accepted the hand shake and smiled "Pleased to meet you also Mrs Malfoy".

They asked all sorts of questions to Harry. He talked about how he was tormented and beaten as a child by Muggles. Mr Malfoy could only agree, muggles were terrible in his eyes and he was going to make sure that Harry believed it also. He sounded very arrogant and without pity. He hated them and he wasn't going to hide it. Lucius dropped the books into Harry's cauldron. When he reached for his pocket however he was stopped by Lucius' hand.

"-You cannot return there Harry," said Lucius "I won't allow it. They treat you like a mudblood!" Before he could even ask what it was "Wizards born from muggles" he frowned "You are worth a lot more than that dear boy please you could stay-"

Before Lucius could invite him over he was cut short by Hagrid "Harry!" he shouted "What are you doing out all by yourself" He didn't even notice the Malfoy's.

"Hagrid don't worry, this is my new friend… Draco Malfoy and his parents," Hagrid couldn't believe what was before his eyes.

"No! I won't have you mixing with these people"

"Who are you to decide who he talks to Hagrid?" Slithered Lucius "Are you the boy's guardian?"

"I... errmm…"

"I thought not, you left the boy all on his own. I shall take it from here"

"But… Dumbledore sent me tur look after Harry, I would never let anyone hurt him"

"-It's ok Lucius… I-"Interrupted Harry seeing Hagrid cry.

"Now, now boy, just because a dog is crying doesn't mean you should through him a bone". Lucius said "Hagrid here isn't even allowed to use magic are you? Would you care to explain why?"

Hagrid stood silent

"Thought not... I shall accompany the boy, I am sure Dumbledore won't mind. I am part of the board of governors that run the school!"

With that they left to get everything else on their list.

The last shop was narrow and shabby. Peeling gold letters over the door read Ollivanders: Makers of Fine Wands since 382 B.C. A single wand lay on a faded purple cushion in the dusty window.

A tinkling bell rang somewhere in the depths of the shop as they stepped inside. It was a tiny place and was empty apart from a spindly chair where the Malfoys went to. Draco had already received his wand.

"Good afternoon," said a soft voice. Harry jumped. An old man standing before them, his wide, pale eyes shining like moons through the gloom of the shop.

"Hello," said Harry awkwardly.

"Ah yes," said the man. He looked at the Malfoys with confusion but carried on "Yes, yes. I thought I'd be seeing you soon. Harry Potter." He moved closer to Harry "It was only yesterday that your mother was buying her first wand, and you father. Ten and a quarter inches long, swishy made of willow."

He went to see what wand might suit Harry when suddenly one dropped out at the back. He picked it up, about to put it in back when he noticed what it was. "Hmmm… I wonder". He took the box with him and gave it to Harry "Well, go on then! Give it a whirl!"

Harry took the wand, He felt a sudden warmth in his fingers. He raised the wand above his head, brought it wishing down through the dusty air and a stream of green and silver sparks shot from the end like a firework, reminded Harry of what Draco said about Slytherin, the same colours as that house. "Oh, bravo! Yes, indeed, oh, very good. Well, well, well… how curious… how very curious"

Harry was puzzled.

"Sorry," said Harry, "but what's curious?"

"I remember every wand I've ever sold, Mr. Potter. Every single wand. It so happens that the phoenix whose tail feather is in your wand, gave another feather – just one other. It is very curious indeed that you should be destined for this wand when its brother gave you that scar!"

"Thirteen-and-a-half inches. Yew… we must expect great things from you, Mr Potter… After all, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named did great things – terrible, yes, but great. The wand chooses the wizard Harry, never forget that."

Harry shivered. Lucius smiled when Harry wasn't looking. What a good idea he had in mind. Best friend with Harry Potter his son would be and he was proud of himself.

As they left Lucius grabbed Harry by the shoulders and smiled "I have an idea Mr. Potter. You can stay with us for the month rather than live with those… Muggles" He sneered near the end "Where do you live at Harry?"

"4 Privet Drive, Surrey" He replied "Why do you want to know?"

"Brace yourself. You might throw up the first time… "

Before Harry could question Lucius had grabbed the rest of his family and had appeared outside Harry Potters home.

A/N I hope you enjoyed this one. I for one had a great time writing it. Tell me what you think by leaving me a review and you will definitely see more of me very soon! It may seem a lot like the book now but as soon as they get onto the train it will all be different. Leave any suggestions and sorry if I insulted Hagrid, it's just the way Lucius acts… I tried to depict him as best as I could.

I do plan to do this for many more books all of which will be considerably lengthy. Sorry if this Chapter is a little bit on the short side. Please Review!