Wrong BWL Challenge:
Basic idea: Harry's parents survived that night in Godric's Hollow and Harry's twin brother was declared the boy-who-lived: Going to make Harry 2 years older, sorry!
1. Slytherin Harry: Accepted
2. Harry must be grey (uses light and dark magic but is not completely one or the other): Accepted
3. Harry must have three familiars: 1 light (a bird), 1 dark (a snake), and 1 grey (you must either create a new species or modify an existing one [whether it is a real one or one J.K. Rowling created I don't care]): Accepted
4. Harry must have a custom wand: Accepted
5. Must be ignored and/or belittled at minimum by his parents and brother: Accepted
6. He will have no other siblings: Denied
7. Must do his shopping in either Knockturn Alley or a new "grey" alley of your own design: Maybe
8. He must be a goblin friend: Accepted
9. He must be part of a new trio (either two guys or one guy and one girl companion) if it is a female in the group she must be paired with Harry: Maybe
10. Must be either a Daphne Greengrass, Padma Patil, Susan Bones, or OFC pairing for Harry: Accepted
11. Harry must be an ice elemental: Maybe
12. Harry must be the real BWL: Accepted
13. Harry's status as the BWL must be revealed during the Tri-Wizard tournament in which he must be entered: Accepted with a twist ;)
14. Potter, Weasley and Dumbledore bashing: Accepted somewhat
15. Harry must be a registered (where is up to you) ice dragon animagus: Accepted with a twist ;)
CHAPTER 1
A/N: This story is influenced a lot by, what in my opinion is one of the top 3 fanfics on this sight, Harry Potter, Rise From Dust. It is absolutely amazing and you'll notice a few similarities in the beginning but the story is most DEFINITELY different. I recommend reading the above story as it is spectacular and I am incredibly sad that the author abandoned his work.
Also the Marauders school years happened 5 years earlier than cannon so when Harry is born Lily is 23 and when Andrew is born Lily is 25.
And I'm sorry this didn't come out on the 20th but it was supposed to say 22nd, that's what I get for using numpad and not regular numbers I suppose :/.
Harry Potter stood over his brother, trembling in fear as the tall, pale man flicked his wand carelessly at Dorea Potter. The black haired woman flew across the room as the light left her grey eyes. The man turned onto the brothers, his ruby eyes glinting with malice. Two words, were all that had to be said, "Avada Kedavra!" The rest, as they say, was history.
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Harry Potter was most certainly not abused, oh no, the Potters were too light to abuse him. But he most certainly was not loved, well almost not loved. He was adored by his younger sister Rose, who was 6 years younger than him. His younger brother Andrew, however, seemed to forget he even existed, as did his parents. No Harry Potter was most certainly not abused, but he was most definitely neglected. At age 5 he cooked his own meals. At age six he stopped getting presents. At age seven he stopped getting noticed. At age eight he was in Diagon Alley daily, doing random jobs for the shopkeepers, trying to save up money for Hogwarts. At age nine Harry Potter was given a deal he just could not refuse.
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Perenelle Flamel was wandering down Diagon Alley, internally chuckling at the fact that no one recognized her. No, she and her husband had not been photographed or painted in over 300 years, and everyone seemed to assume they would look something like Albus too many middle names Dumbledore. But no, rather they looked to be in their late 30s, early 40s, but alas that is not important to our story so let us return.
Perenelle Flamel was wandering down Diagon Alley, internally chuckling at the fact that no one recognized her when she came upon the most peculiar sight. A raven haired boy, no older than nine was being given sickles by Madam Malkins. Now this would not be a peculiar sight if Perenelle did not know for certain that Madam Malkins had no children. No, the seamstress was planning on passing the store off to her niece when she died. So why on earth was she giving that little boy money?
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Harry Potter had just received his six sickles for delivering robes to Ollivanders and Flourish and Blotts when a lady, who looked to be in her 30s walked in. She had chestnut eyes and the same colored hair, which she wore in a long plait. She headed straight to him. "What's your name little one?"
"Harry Potter, what's yours?" The emerald eyed nine year old responded cautiously. The adults of the alley may treat him kindly, but not all adults did. His parents were a perfect example of this.
"Perenelle Flamel." The woman replied with a warm smile.
