Chapter-1
The day was hot, the ground warm and the air stank entirely too much of Muggles to bear.
The snake shifted lazily on the tree branch. His tongue slithered out, tasting the surroundings, taking care to hide in the leaves and continued to watch.
A black haired, bespectacled boy was being harassed by his cousin and a group of his cronies.
Nothing new there.
For a week, the snake had watched the boy being punched, abused and throttled by his cousin and so called aunt and uncle.
Freak! Freakishness! Nobody wants you.!
The snake tilted his head and considered the boy.
Harry Potter.
For all the gigantic legends surrounding that name, the seven years old Boy-who-lived was kind of ah tiny.
The boy was a wisp of a thing, small and nervous. His posture was awkward and strained, his attention never able to stay on the chores he was assigned to do. The boy spoke in a stutter too, terrified of his guardians and forever being bullied by his cousin.
What a scandal.
The only saving grace was that the sheer magical essence surrounding the boy was so strong the snake could practically taste it.
And the magic was mixed with something else too… deliciously sinister to ignore.
The snake glided forwards and into the alley for a better look at the now unconscious bleeding boy, left alone by himself at last.
The boy was too still.
He's not breathing?
The snake thought in some alarm and dashed to examine the body.
Suddenly, green eyes blinked as the boy looked up at the tree, straight at the snake and smiled.
"Come." The boy hissed, quick and sly; tiny green eyes twinkled at the snake for a split second before the disappearing without a sound.
Understanding it all clearly, the snake blinked in shock and, thus distracted, bumped disgracefully into the lamppost.
Harry is Harry ;)