Full Summery: eight years ago Petunia Dursley gave birth to a young girl. Her pretty face and blond hair made her different then the others and made the normal loving Dursley hate her from the start. Harry has raised her since birth and dubbed her Alyssa Potter. After his fourth year Harry arrived at the Dursley household only to see Alyssa's back bathed in bruises from Vernon after an accidental bout of magic. Now Harry is determined to take his daughter to Hogwarts with him. No matter what.

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"Harry papa, wake up papa" an adolescent voice called to Harry Potter arousing him from his sleep.

Wiping the sleep from his eyes, Harry looked up from his space on the small twin bed that was placed in his room. Blinking, Harry's eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness of the early morning to see a small girl her emerald eyes, not unlike his own wide and filled with tears threatening to fall down her baby face.

Quickly Harry sat up grabbing the small girl and wrapping her fragile body into his arms placing her delicately onto his lap, cooing as he rocked the eight year old form.

"What's wrong little Alyssa?" he whispered as she snuggled into his protective grasp.

Alyssa's shoulders tensed, "Dad and Mum were talking about me again. About how I look too much likes you and how if I don't look like them then they have no reason to keep me. Are they right?" she asked her voice shaking "can they get rid of me now? Just because of that yucky drink that made me all yours?"

Harry automatically began to stroke the young girls blond, red tinted, hair in comfort. It was true, originally Alyssa Potter nee Dursley had belonged to his horse and whale of a family but, sense the day she was born she never fit in, and since that day it had been Harry who cared for her like a farther.

FLASHBACK

"Stupid brat!" Harry heard his uncle shout as he stormed into the house. "Making us spend my hard earned money just so she could be born."

Harry looked up from his work in the back garden to see Vernon Dursley walking into the yard, a pink bundle in his arms that continued to cry.

"BOY!" Vernon yelled bringing the bundle halfway across the yard, "This is your responsibility. I don't care what you do with it, keep it, kill it, use it as a plaything when you're older" Vernon smirked at that, just keep it out of my way."

Harry rushed to his feet to catch the bundle Vernon had tossed carelessly in his direction. Looking inside he saw a small pale face surrounded by light blond hair and blue eyes. As soon as the day old babe gazed at Harry and instantly stopped crying.

"What's her name?" He shouted before Vernon could close the door.

"Didn't name the thing." He grumbled "not my job"

Harry looked once more at the infant unable to take his eyes away from her face and knew right then that though he was merely a child himself at seven, he wouldn't leave this poor girl nameless or unloved.

"Alyssa," he mumbled to himself, "Alyssa Lilly Potter"

The baby smiled at him in a childlike manner.

END FLASHBACK

Harry was now fifteen and at the end of the school year had snuck into diagon alley in order to purchase a blood adoption potion without being questioned. He hesitated about informing Alyssa of it but, after seeing the way she looked after his school year, couldn't let her be apart of the Dursleys any longer.

FLASHBACK

Harry quickly made his way towards Number Four Private Dr after making stops at both Gringotts and a questionable store where he purchased a Blood Adoption Potion, his blood already added. The stop at Gringotts insured his ability to adopt Alyssa when he returned. If she wanted him to, that is. Harry was slightly troubled by the thought of his little girl not wanting him to care for her any longer. Arriving at the house he spent his summers in Harry realized his worries were for nothing. There, on the porch stoop sat his petite charge bouncing as she saw the night bus near.

"Samuel!" Alyssa shouted remembering not to use his real name when the bus came.

Harry hopped of the bus with his trunk and waited for it to turn and vanish before grasping his girl in his arms hugging her tight.

"You were late Harry," Alyssa mumbled into his shirt grasping him tighter.

"Sorry little one," Harry apologized pulling back to look in her eyes, "it won't happen again"

Harry grasped her again only to pull back when she gasped in pain.

"What's wrong?" Harry demanded as he pulled completely back.

When he received no answer he pulled her oversized shirt to her ribs and spun her around to look at her back. He couldn't hold back his growl when he saw her back covered in bruises and welts made obviously from a cane.

END FLASHBACK

After questioning Alyssa about the bruises he found the Vernon had placed them on her back after turning Aunt Marge's dog bright pink in anger. Harry had made his decision immediately and had Alyssa sign her name on the adoption papers before pricking her finger for a drop of blood. The potion hadn't changed much about Alyssa; she still had blond hair it was just slightly red but, her eyes changed colors instantly taking on the color of Harry's moms and his own.

Harry knew that this year he would not leave Private drive without Alyssa; that somehow he would bring her with him to Sirius and then to Hogwarts even if she was two years to young. Her sleeping, tearstained face only further cemented that plan.

No, harry thought to him, she will be safe and she will be loved, and she will be at Hogwarts, no matter what he had to do.

Alyssa snuggled deeper into Harry's arms.

Yes. He would keep her safe.

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