Title: Slytherin's Golden Girl

Author: Tiger Eyes

Summary: Harry is a girl, and She is in Slytherin. What will Hogwarts do if its Golden Girl makes friends with a known Death Eaters kid? Read and find out.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the HP characters and I do not use them for profit.

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I can still remember the first time I laid eyes on her. Her wild black hair and bright emerald green eyes. 'Perfect.' I thought. Who is she you ask? She is Hannah Potter, the Girl-Who-Lived, the only one to ever survive the Killing Curse, who banished Voldemort. She was placed in Slytherin, my house. I don't know who was more surprised me or are Head of House Severus Snape. Who would have thought that Potter would be a Slytherin, it didn't seem to surprise her, now that I think about it. I wonder why. . .

I look up when I heard the portrait that leads into our common room, opens up. In comes Potter, her cheeks were slightly pink from being outside, a book was held in one hand. She looked around the room and spotted me sitting next to the fire, my journal resting on my lap. She walked over to me and sat down.

"Potter."

"Why is it, that all Slytherin's use my last name?" She asked annoyance tingeing her words, "I have a name use it, before I hex you so hard that your father feels it." That surprised me, no one ever threatens anyone in my family, it was unheard of. I calmly said, even though I didn't feel calm.

"Hannah." She had started reaching for her wand, I remembered what she had said to Weasley right before Potions. I swear that she has a whip for a tongue, "What do you want?" I asked with my usual attitude. But really I was curiously. Why would she want to talk to me.

"Wha. ." She said obviously she wasn't paying attention.

"What do you want?" I repeated.

"Nothing." She said simply and opened up her book. I looked at the title and asked.

"What's that? I don't remember that being on the list."

"It wasn't, I like potions, so when my guardian and I went to get my school things I got this." She said before going back to reading.

'No wonder she knew the answers to those questions that Professor Snape asked during class.' When the Grandfathers Clock chimed 11, I realized just how late it was, Potter, I think realized the same. She got up, closing the book in the process, nodding at me and left the room, heading towards the first years dorm. I head for my own dorm room. Thinking about the puzzle that was Hannah Potter.

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TBC. . .

Hope you like. Review, tell me if I should continue. If I do continue, you'll get more back round info on who her guardians are, and who's POV this one was in. Unless you guessed it already. LOL!