Disclaimer: Everything belongs to JKR.

This story is AU. Harry was raised by the black sister and isn't a Gryffindor. Of course that changes a lot. However, I wanted this to be a fifth year story. Therefore, in this chapter there are a lot of "flashes" of the first four years, showing the most important differences. But of course it doesn't show everything that was different. So, I hope this doesn't offend you all too much. I'm summarizing the important changes at the end of the chapter. Another thing, I'm still mainly writing on my other story, so I don't know how often I'll be able to update, especially because I'll be very buys in the next weeks. Now, read, enjoy and please review!!

"Dodge, Draco"- "Yes, that's it, Potter! Now Attack."

Narcissa opened the door to see her son and Harry duelling. She bit her lip when she saw it, wondering if they did the right thing. Was it necessary to prepare six-year-olds for war? On the other side, she'd learned to duel at the same age- that was the way it was in the old pureblood families.

And Bellatrix was certainly a good teacher. She was harsh, but never mean. Besides, she was the third best dueller Narcissa had ever seen, after Albus Dumbeldore and the Dark Lord.

"Andy says to tell you that dinner's almost ready." Narcissa said.

"Okay, stop it boys. Both of you did well today. Potter, you're quick, but you need to work on shields. You won't always be able to dodge. Draco, you did well too, but improve your aim. We'll practice that tomorrow. Now, off with you." She smiled and left the room, Draco behind her.

Harry stayed behind and turned to Narcissa, looking shy. Sometimes she forgot he was only six, when the boys fought like that. But it needed to be- and she'd never found a pair of duellers like them.

They'd duelled against Bellatrix together once and while they hadn't managed to win, they worked together perfectly. They were like brothers and she was glad about it. She loved Harry like her own son.

She smiled down at him. "Is there something I can do for you, Harry?"

"WhydoesBellaalwayscallmePotterduringtrainingandDracoDraco?"

Narcissa bit her lip. How could she explain that? She was close to Harry, se really loved him like her own, but there was a bond between Bella and Harry that they'd never have. Narcissa was part-Veela through her mother, but her sisters weren't. Narcissa saw bonds, at least partly, and Bella had accepted Harry as her own son the day she returned with him from Privet Drive.

It was an old magical contract, not legal anymore, and neither Bella nor Harry knew of it, but Narcissa was sure she had to answer the question. Silently, she cursed the fact that Bella insisted on calling Harry Potter and Nymphadora Tonks during training. She didn't do it otherwise

She bent down to the boy and hugged him reassuringly. "Look here, Harry. Bella doesn't love you any less than Draco. But she doesn't want to call him Malfoy because of something that happened many years ago, which hurt her very much.

"What happened?"

The name Malfoy reminds her of that." I'm not going to tell you that for a long time, Harry, because that is Bella's story. Don't ask me about that- or her. It's not time for you to know yet. Now, come on, we want to get some of Andy's food- and I think a letter from Dora arrived."

Harry smiled, leaving the duelling room happily. "Dora wrote? I want to know what it's like in Hogwarts."

Narcissa stayed back, looking out of the window for a moment. The boys were always happy when Dora wrote. She was like an older sister to them, besides, they wanted to hear all about Hogwarts. She wished Harry hadn't asked about Bella. It brought old memories back that hurt her almost as much as her sister.

She tried to be positive. Without the Dark Lord's betrayal of Bella, his most trusted servant, they would probably not have agreed to Lily's suggestion. She left the duelling room, making her way to the kitchen. She smiled when she saw them. Andy was carrying the food to the table, the boys were setting the table and Bella and Ted were arguing for the Daily Prophet. A stroke of love for them shot through her, for her family.

Bella looked around the living room. "Harry, Draco, Dora. We have to discuss something with you."

They looked at her curiously as she continued. "Harry, Draco, you're old enough now." They were just eight, but this was war. And she believed that they needed to prepare themselves. "Seven years ago, the three of us, Andy, Cissy and me, met your mother, Harry. She told us about two prophecies." She took a deep breath. ""The first one says that Harry is the only person who has a chance of killing the Dark Lord."

"But Harry already did that!" Draco said.

His mother shook her head, sadly. "He isn't dead. He's weak, but not dead."

Draco and Tonks jumped up and hugged Harry. "We'll help you brother. We'll be right beside you." The next minutes were emotional and Narcissa nearly started to cry. She saw the bonds changing, a strong protectiveness affecting them. She'd expected her son and her nice to act like this, but still, all the emotions in the room affected her strongly.

When the room had calmed down again, Harry asked: "Is that why you've been teaching me?"

"Yes. We wanted you to be prepared as well as possible."

"But why have you been teaching Draco and Tonks, too."

Narcissa bit her lip. "There is another prophecy. Now remember, before we tell you this, Harry. We don't just love you because of this prophecy. All of us love you very much, also without the prophecy." She pulled out a piece of paper and started to read:

"The Chosen will appear

The One who can defend the Dark Lord

But he mustn't stand alone

Seven by his side

Shape shifter, Dragon boy,

Together they shall be raised

Siblings in all but blood

Warrior, flower, Perseus's princess

Mothers in all but blood."

The children looked at her confused. Narcissa smiled. "Let me explain it. The Chosen One is Harry; it says so in the other prophecy. The shape shifter is Nymphadora, she's a metamorphagus, and Dragon boy is Draco because of his name. Warrior, that's Bellatrix, her name mans warrior in English. Flower is me, I'm named for a flower, and Perseus's princess is Andromeda. There is an old legend about and Andromeda and a Perseus."

Nypmhadora looked up. "But the two of us, Draco and me, and the three of you aren't seven."

"Yes, there are two more lines to the prophecy, but they will reveal themselves in time. We don't know them either."

"Well, all of us will stand by your side Harry." Draco said. "With or without prophecy."

Narcissa looked at him, with an appreciative smile. "That's right Harry. Never forget, we love you and we'll fight with you, even if there wouldn't be a prophecy."

She noticed he looked reassured. It still wouldn't be easy to get used to the fact that he had to kill Voldermort, but she was sure it was right to tell him now.

Albus Dumbeldore watched the first years entering the Great hall, led by Minerva. He usually observed them all, but today he held his eyes open for two of them. He hadn't been sure if they would come. The Magical Quill selecting Hogwarts students had offered no address for them. But while Minerva had been telling him that, an eagle had swept into the office and taken both letters away.

Draco Malfoy, well he and Narcissa had disappeared directly after Voldermort's fall. But Harry was supposed to be with the Dursleys in Surrey. He'd gone to Privet Drive to discover that the impossible had happened: Petunia Dursley had left her sister's child on the street. He'd been shocked to discover this, but at least they knew Harry was still alive.

He cursed himself for not setting up something safer for the boy. He might have been taken in by Dark wizards, influenced against the light. And the boy-who-lived had to be a fighter for the light. Otherwise everything they fought for would have been lost.

Albus Dumbeldore watched two boys enter, chatting with a bushy-haired girl he didn't recognise. One of the boys was blond, pale, with grey eyes. There was no doubt in the headmaster's mind that Draco Malfoy had indeed returned after not being seen for eleven years.

A moment later he looked at the boy next to Draco. Messy black hair, green eyes, this boy had to be Lily's and James's son. He looked good, Albus noticed. Happy, smiling, well-fed- so probably he hadn't grown up on the streets.

He was interrupted from his thoughts when The Sorting began. Abbot, yes of course she'd be a Hufflepuff, they'd been there for generation, Bones as well, Amelia would be pleased, she'd been a Hufflepuff as well, Crabbe and Goyle in Slytherin, he wondered when their cunningness would show, Granger now, she was the girl he'd watched talking with Harry and Draco earlier. She was a Muggle-born, with dentists as parents, but he didn't know much else about her.

It seemed to take long for the hat to decide where to put the girl. Finally, the hat called out: "Slytherin." Dumbeldore's jaw dropped. Muggle-Borns didn't go to Slytherin. In over a thousand years, Salazar's house hadn't accepted them. The brunette got of the chair, making her way to Slytherin table.

There was applause. After all, no one new she wasn't a pure- or half-blood yet. Minutes later, the Minerva called out "Draco Malfoy". There was a short moment of quietness before the general murmur started again. "Wasn't he supposed to have disappeared?" The hat decided on Slytherin to no one's surprise and Dumbeldore watched Malfoy move over and sit down- next to Hermione Granger? The headmaster was in shock. This couldn't be happening.

Then, Harry Potter was called. There were whispers in the hall, and they increased when the hat called out: "Slytherin." There was utter silence in the Great Hall. Dumbeldore nearly dropped his goblet. His worst suspicions were coming true.

He watched Harry during the whole meal. He sat next to Miss Granger and Mr Malfoy and the three of them were chatting happily.

"A mudblood in Slytherin- I wonder how long she'll stay. What do you think, McNair, should we make her day a bit more pleasant?"

They shoot two curses at her, only to find themselves lying on the floor a moment later. In front of the "mudblood" Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter had pulled up shields. The Common Room started at them. The two boys had defended a "mudblood", but shields weren't supposed to be taught until fifth year. And these shields didn't look like the normal shields. They were of a strong, silver, colour, looking like they could block almost everything.

"Leave her alone" Harry growled.

Draco knew that the others were against them. His mother had warned him that something like this might happen. He pulled out a dagger, letting his shield fall. "Keep your shield up, brother."

Then, he looked into the room. "Why do you think less of Muggle-Borns?"

There were numerous answers. "There blood is dirty. They're stupid. They're magic is weaker."

"That wrong. Most Muggle-Borns are clever and magical ability has nothing to do with ancestors. Harry's mother for instance was had Muggle parents and was one of the cleverest witches. And for the blood, let's see." He pulled out a dagger and turned to Hermione. "Sorry about this", he said quietly. "But it'll make your life a lot easier." He cut her arm, blood flowing out. Pansy Parkinson fainted. Ten he did the same to himself. He held their arms next to each other. There is no difference. Sanate." Both wounds disappeared.

Harry looked at him. "Did you have to do that?"

"Yes."

Draco Malfoy was a Black and a Malfoy, and Harry was also from a very old wizard family. In Slytherin, your family name counted high and there was no one higher in hierarchy than them. Hermione wasn't attacked again. Especially, after Draco and Malfoy mentioned, on coincidence, that they lived together with Bellatrix Black, once Lestrange.

It would have meant nothing in Gryffindor, Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw, for them Bellatrix Lestrange was an unimportant woman who probably had never done anything and only joined because her husband forced her. If they knew her at all, that was.

But those who'd once been Death Eaters told their children the story of the Regina Negra. She was the Dark Lord's right and left hand. She could duel like no other, she was loyal and they said she was of old family. She always wore a black mask; no Death Eater knew her true identity. But, of course, there were guesses and many believed that Lady Black was the Regina. She'd said under Veritaserum she wasn't during her trial, but that didn't end the suspicions.

So, being the nephew of Lady Black, the title she wore as the highest lady of the family and the son of Lady Malfoy, or being raised by them, soon gave Harry and Draco a controlling position in Slytherin.

And Hermione was under their protection. They became friends after she'd gone to the girl's bathroom on Halloween eve, because Ronald Weasley had insulted her. Harry and Draco rescued her, stunning the troll. When Dumbeldore saw that, he nearly fainted. Trolls were supposed to be nearly impossible to stun. He could do it of course, but these were first years.

Several months later, Harry, Draco and Hermione rescued the Philosopher's Stone from Quirrel. After Harry nearly died in there, Albus Dumbeldore met Bellatrix Black and her sisters for the first time.

They stormed into the Hospital Wing shortly after Harry had woken up. Dumbeldore was still there with him. The three women hugged the boy, and then Bellatrix started speaking. "I'm proud of you, Harry. You fought well. But you put your life on stake unnecessarily. There are teachers at this school, remember that. You could have turned to Severus for help."

"We thought he was the one who wanted the stone."

"That is nothing you ever need to worry about, Harry. Severus will always fight for the light. Now, sleep well, but next time, think before you act. You are a Slytherin." Dumbeldore was surprised at the mixture of worry, support and harshness. Why didn't she just say he shouldn't do it again? She didn't know about the prophecy after all? And why did she trust Severus? He did too, but that was something else.

She turned to him. "Headmaster. We need to talk, but here isn't the place. I think we should go to your office."

"I'll stay with him." Mrs Tonks said. "The two of you go."

They made their way upstairs. Dumbeldore was slightly annoyed that they bossed him around in his school. When they'd reached his office, both women sat down.

"Mrs Lestrange, Mrs Malfoy, May I ask why you are the caretakers of Harry Potter?"

"First of all, it's Black. Call me Lestrange again and I'll hex you into next week. You should keep up with the news; headmaster, Rodolphus and I were divorced almost twelve years ago. And Harry is in our care because we are his legal guardians."

"The Dursleys were named his guardians."

"Headmaster, you should really work on your news network. You sent a letter to the Ministry, informing them that Petunia Dursley was to be named guardian. They wrote back that they were working on it. You received no further letters. However, Mrs Dursley left Harry at a subway station where I found him. We took him under our care, since Lily Potter had named us guardians. The Ministry accepted that."

"Lily Potter named you guardians?"

"Yes, she did."

"Why would she do something like that?"

"Why would that be your business? Go to the Ministry, all documents are there. Now, to important matters- would you like to explain to me why you left the thing the Dark Lord wants most in a school full of children?"

"It was the safest place."

"Yes. Three school children saved your stone."

Dumbeldore didn't say anything, so Narcissa spoke. "Let's make this clear headmaster. If you endanger our children again, the consequences won't be nice."

Harry, Draco and Ginny hurried after the phoenix along towards McGonogall's office. Harry opened the door, revealing Mr and Mrs Weasley, Bella, Cissy and Andy, Dumbeldore, Professor McGonogall and Professor Snape. When they entered, Mrs Weasley jumped up to hug Harry: "You saved her!"

Bellatrix looked angry at the boys. "Didn't I say that you were supposed to inform teacher?"

"But Ginevra might have died." Draco protested.

She also hugged them both, though unlike Mrs Weasley she didn't seem to feel the need to cut of the air. After everyone had settled down again, Dumbeldore asked. "What happened?"

Harry started explaining. "Well, we found out where the Chamber might be, I opened it and we went down. Oh, by the way: Lockhart is lying in the Myrtle's bathroom. We stunned him after he tried to oblivate us. Anyway, we went down, I went into the Chamber. Only one person could enter, I didn't mange to open the door for Draco.

I found Ginny, she was unconscious. Tom appeared out of the diary and called the basilisk. I fought with the basilisk and killed it, but it bit me. Then the phoenix came and started crying and healed me. I stuck a basilisk tooth in the diary and Tom disappeared."

"How did you kill the basilisk?" Bellatrix asked.

"I fired Sectumsempras at it."

Snape grinned and Bellatrix gave a small chuckle. "Looks like I'll be buying someone a lot of potions stuff."

"What do you mean?" Draco asked curiously.

"Severus taught me that spell. Now, headmaster this isn't your phoenix, right."

"No, Fawkes is out tonight, but this Phoenix seems to have chosen Harry as its new master."

Mrs and Mrs Weasley gasped, Bellatrix groaned. "A phoenix, Harry? Couldn't you choose a snake or something? Now, who opened the Chamber?"

"The diary possessed Ginny." After Mrs Weasley had calmed down, Bellatrix held her hand out. Harry handed her the diary. She looked at it and gasped, giving a short scream. "It has a name here. Tom Riddle. Oh Salazar! That's why. Merlin save us!"

She handed the diary to Dumbeldore. "I presume you recognise this, headmaster." He didn't look too shocked. "I suspected this. It is my believe he made five others. Where did you get this, Ginevra?"

The young girl looked afraid. "It was with my books."

Bellatrix nodded. "An excellent hiding place. It would make sure the book returned to school. But someone put it there, and it wasn't Tom. Someone is on the lose."

"But this isn't a problem we can solve tonight. I'll take Ginevra to the hospital wing; you can explain what happened to the others."

Bellatrix got up. "Come along, Ginevra." The girl went after her, looking scared of the older woman. Mrs Weasley made to follow, but Narcissa held her back. "Let them go. Bella understand Ginevra better than all other now.

Ginny followed Ms Black up the stairs. When they reached the hospital wing, she opened the doors. "Madame Pomfrey."

The nurse came over. "We need some dreamless sleep potion, please and maybe a cup of tea." After Madame Pomfrey had brought the required, Bellatrix sat down next to the bed. She reached into her cloak, pulling out a bottle of firewhiskey and putting a bit into the tea. "Don't tell your mother or my sister."

"I won't. Who is Tom? Everyone was so shocked."

"Tom Marvolo Riddle is Lord Voldermort."

Ginny started crying. Bellatrix put a hand on the other's shoulder soothingly. "You loved him, didn't you?" Ginny nodded.

"You didn't. He made you believe it."

"How would you know? I'm sorry I didn't mean…"

"Believe me, I know better than anyone else. He did the same thing to me. But one day, Ginevra, you'll meet the man you truly love and then you'll see the difference. For now, remember that it isn't your fault. Now trink your tea and the potion. I'll stay with you till your parents come."

She watched the girl sleep; silently cursing Riddle for everything he'd done to a child. She looked up when the Weasleys entered. "What are you planning for the summer?"

"We wanted to go to Egypt. Maybe it will do her good, too. A change of climate, a chance to forget." Mr Weasley said.

"I want to make you an offer. Leave her with us. She needs space, and someone who understand her. And she can train with Harry, Draco and Miss Granger, whom I plan to invite as well. You don't need to answer me now, but please think about it. And ask your daughter if she wants to come. Goodbye. May Merlin be with you and your house." The Weasleys looked after her as she swept out. In the old days, this greeting showed respect and trust between pureblood families. It hadn't been used for centuries, but it still had a lot of meaning.

"Sirius escaped." Bella said, looking at the paper. "And I still can't believe he really gave the address to Voldermort. He loved James like a brother."

"He must have done it." Narcissa had tears in her eyes, Harry noted. He was standing in the doorway to the kitchen where Bella and Cissy were talking. They hadn't noticed him.

"Yes, but still- well, let's say if he stood in the doorway, I would think twice about killing him. I have the feeling there's more to this."

"Well, it's unlikely he'll stand in the doorway anytime soon. This house is protected by Fidelius, you know."

"Yes. Look, there is an article about the Weasleys's here. Ginevra's father won some money."

"Oh. While we're at it- why did you invite her? Not that I protest, she's a charming girl, and very clever."

"First reason: she's a strong witch and a Slytherin. Second, I wish there had been someone to understand me then. You all tried, but it isn't the same. And last, have you looked at the prophecy lately?"

Red Snake and snake's victim,

more than a sister.

Do you think it's her?"

"Yes. The line appeared on the first of September last year, when they first met."

"What do you think it means- more than a sister? A love interest?"

Harry nearly gasped. He was fairly angry, too. They were discussing his life here. "No." Bella said. Harry breathed a sigh of relive. He liked Ginny, but not that way. "I think the love interest is for the last line. It would only make sense that way."

Narcissa bit her lip. "I feel bad about this. I wish we could tell Harry. It's not right to talk about his life." Harry completely agreed with her.

"I know. But remember what Lily said. If he knows too much, it will influence his actions. And do you want him to live his life even more like a prophecy demands. He already does that enough."

"Yes. We have to tell him about Sirius though. It's only fair if he knows the whole story."

Maybe it was good that Harry had been listening that day. When he, Draco, Ginny and Hermione met Sirius in the Shrieking Shack at the end of the year, Harry let him live to tell his story. He and Remus convinced Harry, and together they captured Peter Pettigrew. The Dementors tried to attack, but Harry's Patronus kept them away.

In his trial, Sirius was declared innocent and Peter convicted to Azkaban. However, he escaped shortly after reaching the Ministry from where he should have been brought to the island. He moved in with them then. It was a wonderful summer. Ginny, with whom they were good friends by now, and Hermione were both there too, and they all had a fun time.

The doors of the Great hall were blasted open. Those close by ducked under the pieces of wood. Three women stepped out. Bellatrix was in the lead, closely followed by Narcissa and Andromeda. Students shifted away as they strode towards the teacher's table. All of them seemed to be very, very angry. Harry and Draco pulled up shields around themselves and Hermione, who looked at them irritated. "What are you two doing?"

"Self-preservation", Harry whispered back. "Bella looks like she going to kill someone today- and I rather it be Dumbeldore than us."

Albus Dumbeldore had seen a lot in his life, but he had to admit that the three women storming towards him looked scary. SLAP. More than scary.

There were a number of gasps. Bellatrix Black, once Lestrange, who just might be the Regina negra, had just hit Albus Dumbeldore, to most students of Hogwarts the greatest wizard alive. "What the bloody hell do you think you are doing? Your stupid tournament is risking lives, my son's life. Now, do you have any explanation how he could enter without submitting his name?"

Only Hermione noticed the small smile on Harry's face. She had a feeling it had something to do with the son-part.

"'ow do you know 'e didn't submit his name?" Madame Maxime asked.

Bellatrix turned his gaze on her, making the other woman flinch slightly. "He's not stupid. Harry did you submit your name?"

Harry gave a cheerful smile, seemingly unaffected by her bad mood. "Nope."

"There you have it. Why would he do that?"

"Money, fame, glory. He wants to prove himself."

"He's richer than you can ever imagine. And yes, of course he needs the fame. Defying Voldermort twice obviously wasn't enough. My son will not compete."

"This is a magical binding contract, Lestrange", Moody snarled.

"Mad-Eye. Pleasure to see you again."

"Don't worry, I'll get you Bel." Mad-Eye looked shocked, like he'd said something not meant to say. Bellatrix raised her hand. "Stupefy." Behind her, Narcissa and Andromeda pulled out their wands. Harry and Draco jumped up, followed by Hermione. They knew that Bellatrix Black didn't stun people for fun. She would have petrified him, silenced, tortured or jinxed him.

Bellatrix turned to the headmaster. Her eyes were blazing with anger and magic was practically rolling of her as spoke. Her tone was quiet, but more dangerous than before. "So, headmaster, would you like to explain to me why my son is in this tournament against his will and why you have a Death Eater in your school. And then tell me why I shouldn't kill you. And don't you dare take out your wand."

Draco, Harry, Hermione and Ginny rushed forwards, pulling their wands out, while Dumbeldore looked at Bellatrix. "What do you mean, a Death Eater?"

"Only one man ever called me Bel." She waved her wan over Moody, watching as he started transforming. "Barty Crouch Junior." The older Crouch gasped, before Narcissa cast a stunner on him as well.

Andromeda turned around. Prefects, lead the students back to their houses. Heads of Houses will accompany them and after that return immediately. Professor Vector, you will escort Durmstrang to their boat, Hagrid, please bring Beauxbatons students to their carriage. Anyone leaving their Common Rooms, ship or carriage will be treated as a criminal." She turned to the teacher's table. "What are you waiting for?" McGonogall was the first to stand up, followed by Snape and Hagrid.

As students filed out of the Great Hall, Bella revived Crouch junior, only to disarm him a moment later. "Accio Veritaserum." She said. A small flask flew into her hand a moment later. She smiled. "Trust Severus to keep his stocks in good order. Now", she turned to Fudge who must others had forgotten already. "Be a good minister and grant me a permission to use this on Crouch."

Fudge nodded mutely. "So gracious of you, thanks. Now Crouch, be a good boy and swallow." She jumped on the table, knocking a couple of goblets to the floor before jumping down onto the floor and forcing the Death Eater's mouth open.

"Your name?"

"Bartimius Crouch Junior."

"Are you a Death Eater?"

"Yes. And not a traitor like you are, Bel."

"Why are you here?"

"My master ordered it. He says he'll reveal his plans in due time."

The inquisition continued on for some time, but Crouch knew little about any plan. He had put Harry's name in the goblet, but he didn't know more, only that Pettigrew was with the Dark Lord and that would he receive further instructions later. Bellatrix stayed calm throughout the entire process.

Then, she stunned Crouch again and turned to Fudge. "You can leave now. Portus. Elusiono." Two aurors appeared next to Fudge. "Here is your portkey. Go back to the Ministry, take junior and senior with you and treat them both as criminals until you find out how Crouch escaped." Fudge looked as if he wanted to say something, but the glare she threw him was more than clear.

"Now, Dumbeldore, I want my son taken out of this tournament, now we revealed that it was a dark plot."

"That's not possible. He's entered a magical binding contract with the goblet."

"Destroy the goblet, then."

"Impossible. The founders of all three schools crafted it themselves. No one alive has there power."

"Very well, but if anything happens to Harry, I won't be pleased. Believe me." She turned around. "Come along."

The others followed her. In the hallway she turned to them. "Harry, I want you to be very careful. Take good care. Keep your friends close. We'll be there for the first task." She hugged him, tears in her eyes. For once she let a small part of emotions show. "Good luck, my son."

AN: Okay, I really hoped you liked it. Please review!!!!

From now on it'll just be the story, which will start at the end of fourth year, after then third task. Now, click the little blue button and tell me what you thought please!!!

Here are the main changes to canon summarized:

There were two prophecies. Harry found out about them when he was six. He was raised by the Black sisters and Ted Tonks, together with Draco and Tonks. They trained him to fight, since he would have to defeat Voldermort. Harry, Hermione and Ginny are all in Slytherin. Harry killed the basilisk with "Sectumsempra". It wasn't Fawkes that came into the Chamber, but another phoenix which chose Harry as his "owner". Ginny got over her crush before the Chamber. Pettigrew escaped after a trial and Sirius was declared innocent. Bellatrix discovered that Mad-Eyes was a fraud at the beginning of the story. That's it basically!