I do not own Harry Potter. He and other characters belong to the queen J.K. Rowling. Also the basic storyline is completely hers. I just made female Harry and changed a few things. Otherwise like it says it all belongs J.K. Rowling

Summary: Female Harry. Elena Lily Potter the girl who lived. She lives with her her horrid relatives while learning that she is a witch. Unfortunately for her being the girl who lived comes with a dangerous price. Dealing with that problem she learns about love and friendship. Fred and Elena fall in love instantly it just starts up slowly. This is her first year at Hogwarts. Like that couple that has been dating since diapers thing. It's not going to be rushed or forced. Paring: RonxHermione, RemusxTonks when they come in later.

Chapter 2

After Hagrid knocked the door opened revealing a stern looking woman. Definitely not one to cross.

"I'll take it from here Hagrid," stated the stern woman.

She looked at us students, "I am Professor McGonagall. Please follow me."

She led us into a hall in front of two more large doors.

She turns to face us, "In a bit you will be sorted into one of four houses. Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Gryffindor, or Slytherin. The house you are sorted in becomes your family. At the end of year a house will win the house championship. By who has the most points. While triumphs will gain you points, trouble will you points."

"Please wait patiently here while I go check on the rest of the students," Professor McGonagall said while walking through the doors.

Once she was gone, everyone started to make themselves more presentable. Ron still had dirt on his nose, from what Elena could tell Hermione was reciting different spells, while others were preening. Elena started to ran her fingers through her long hair trying to get it somewhat decent without putting it up.

Elena then heard gasps behind her and turned around. What she saw made her gasp to. There were ghost and they seemed to be arguing over something, actually they were arguing over someone named Peeves.

After having a talk with the ghosts, Professor McGonagall was back.

"We are ready for you now. Please get in a line," she ordered and led them into the doors.

Elena saw that it was a large hall with four long tables with the older students. She saw that the teachers sat at the head table by the looks of it.

What really stood out was the ceiling. It looked like the night sky. It was beautiful.

"It's charmed to be like the sky according to Hogwarts, A History," commented Hermione.

Professor McGonagall led them to the front where she had them stop. She then brought out a stool and placed an old hat that Aunt Petunia would never want in her house. The hat started to sing and finished.

Professor McGonagall turn to them with a scroll in her hand, "When your name is called you will sit on the stool and the hat will place you in your house."

Elena let out a breath of relief even Ron calmed down.

"Fred said, 'I would have to wrestle a troll'," muttered Ron. Elena smiled at the mention of Fred.

McGonagall opened the scroll, "Hannah Abbott."

A shy girl walked up there and sat down. The hat was placed on her head, after a moment it yelled, "Hufflepuff."

"Susan Bones," another small girl timidly walked up there. The hat yelled, "Hufflepuff."

"Lavender Brown," a brunette girl walked up, "Gryffindor."

The third table erupted in applause and Elena saw the twins doing catcalls.

"Hermione Granger," Hermione ran up to the stool and eagerly pulled the hat on. After a few minutes, "Gryffindor."

After a while they reached Neville who was placed in Gryffindor. He had to run back because he left with the hat on.

"Draco Malfoy," he strode up to the stool. Before the hat could touch his head it yelled, "Slytherin."

He was smirking and strode off to the unpleasant looking table. Elena noticed that earlier.

"Elena Potter," she heard. She slowly walked up to the stool. Before the ha was placed she noticed everyone was staring and whispering. That's when she saw Fred smiling to her. That was the last thing she saw before the hat covered her eyes.

"Well, well, well Elena Potter. I was wondering when I would sort you. You have plenty of courage, loyalty beyond reasons, a nice mind for knowledge, and what's this a thirst to prove yourself. Where should I place you," Elena heard the hat say to her."

"Not Slytherin. Not Slytherin," she kept thinking.

"Not Slytherin eh? You could be great. It will help you go far. You sure then it be Gryffindor!"

Elena was excited and took the hat off. She walked to the Gryffindor table, She heard the twins yell, "We got Potter! We got Potter!"

Fred mad a spot for her she noticed, She sat next to him and watched the rest of the sorting.

It was finally Ron's turn and she could tell he was nervous. She saw the relief when the hat yelled, "Gryffindor."

Ron came to sit next to her. His older brother Percy, the prefect, congratulated him and introduced himself to Elena.

"Welcome to a new year here at Hogwarts," she saw Dumbledore standing at the head of the teacher's table, "I would like to say a few things before we eat. Nitwit! Oddment! Blubber! Thank you!"

"Is he mad," Elena asked Percy.

"Mad? He's brilliant but can be a bit mad," explained Percy.

Elena then nodded and turned her head to see the plates full of food. She has never seen this much food nor was she allowed to eat as much as she wanted. The Dursleys never really starved her but she got the smallest portion.

She started to get to know her classmates and met the house ghost Sir Nicholas also know as Nearly Headless Nick.

She decided to take a glance at the head table. She saw Professor Quirrel, who she met at Diagon Alley. He was talking to the professor next to him.

The professor had sallow skin, black greasy hair, and a hooked nose. The turn to her for a minute and that's when Elena felt it.

"Ouch," Elena started to rub her scar.

"Are you okay," she heard both Fred and Percy.

"Yea but can you tell me who that is talking to Professor Quirrel," she asked.

Percy answered, "Oh that's Professor Snape. He teaches Potions but everyone knows he wants the Defense Against the Dark Arts position. He's also the head of Slytherin house."

Elena turned back to Snape to see he was still talking to Professor Quirrel.

"He's also known as the dungeon bat," a voice behind her said. It made her jump. She turned around to face.

"Sorry to make you jump. Professor Snape favors his snakes. He can turn nasty so be careful," offered Fred.

"Thanks," Elena said.

~Snape's POV~

Another year of teaching dunderheads. That's what today was, the first feast of the year. The sorting was taking place tonight.

Once again he was denied the Defense Against the Dark Arts post. Dumbledore gave it to Quirrel. Every year he gives that job to somebody else.

He was good at Potions but not many students have shown much skill in Potions. It was wasteful.

"Has it really been ten years Minerva," asked the small charms Professor Filius Flitwick.

"Yes it has," responded the Transfiguration professor. Pomona Sprout professor of Herbology was also there.

All four of them were head of a house. Sprout was Hufflepuff, Flitwick was Ravenclaw, McGonagall was Gryffindor, and Snape, himself, was Slytherin.

"What are you going at Filius," asked Snape.

"Miss Potter will be joining Hogwarts this year Severus," he replied.

Pomona then asked, "Is it true Albus had to send Hagrid to see her since there was problem with her receiving her letter."

McGonagall sighed, "Yes and as much as I trust Hagrid. I didn't think he was the best choice."

Severus rolled his eyes at this, "Well it seems she's already becoming troublesome. Just like her father."

"Now Severus that is rude. Aren't you curious as to what house she would be in," asked Filius.

Severus bit back the insult and said, "Well Miss Potter will be in Gryffindor like her parents."

"From what Hagrid said she looks like James a little more but has Lily's eyes. I wonder if she is going to be good in transfiguration or charms," stated Minerva.

"Well from what I heard from the past she's a female James Potter in the looks department. Wonder who's brain she got," commented Pomona.

"This year is going to be interesting with Miss Potter coming and Albus moving the stone here at Hogwarts," stated Filius.

"Yea and lucky it was taken out of the vault before it can be stolen," Filius exclaimed.

"When did Hagrid retrieve the stone Minerva," asked Snape.

"He retrieved it on the thirty-first of July," answered McGonagall.

"What day did he see Miss Potter," continued Snape.

"On the very same day I believe. He said she didn't really ask about it. She was amazed by her first trip to Diagon Alley," replied McGonagall.

"Well I should go and finish my last tasks before the feast," Flitwick said while getting up.

Pomona got up as well, "I need to check on some plants in the greenhouses."

Minerva waited until the two were gone before she turned to Snape, "Severus you going to be okay with Miss Potter?"

Severus rolled his eyes, "She's just like every other student. Why would I have a problem?"

"Well considering she's the daughter of your high school rival and former best friend. I hope you can overlook that and treat her fairly," explained the cat animagus.

Snape sighed, "Of course."

Minerva looked at him, got up, and left.

'So the Potter spawn is coming. Most likely spoiled rotten and has a big head like her father. Great I actually have to keep my eye on her. I promised to Dumbledore I would protect her. Now the time has come to do it.'

~Feast~

Snape was sitting at the head table waiting for Minerva to bring in the first years.

He saw her come through the door leading the nervous first years. He watched the sorting and recognize some names like Bones, and Longbottom.

He looked up when Draco Malfoy comes up. He knew he would be in Slytherin since all Malfoys were.

Then he heard it, "Elena Potter."

He saw a very small girl with long black hair. Her hair was her father's . He didn't have a good look at her face.

He noticed the hat took a while with Miss Potter. He wasn't surprised to hear, "Gryffindor!"

He watch her run to the lion's table and take a seat next to one of the Weasley twins.

The rest of the sorting went smooth and another Weasley joined Gryffindor. Dumbledore shared his words of madness. He then ate.

After a while he started talking to Quirrel when he turned his head. He knew those eyes that were staring at him. There were Lily's not doubt about it. He noticed Miss Potter's hand went to her forehead and turned away.

He was going to be haunted by those eyes even more now.

~Fred's POV~

Fred along with his twin George and friend Lee Jordan got on one of the carriages.

"I wonder what house Elena Potter will be in," wondered out loud Lee.

"Hopefully she's in Gryffindor," commented George.

"What about you Fred? What do you reckon?"

"I'm hoping Gryffindor but who knows she could be in any house," shared Fred.

"Well I doubt Slytherin since she did defeat You Know Who," exclaimed lee.

They made it into the castle and sat down at the Gryffindor table. While they waited for the sorting to begin Fred started to think.

'Why can't I get her out of my head? She's so cute and beautiful. She's only eleven for pete's sake. I hope she's in Gryffindor it will make getting to know her. I wouldn't care even if she's in Slytherin.'

While Fred was with his thoughts, his twin was watching him. He knew, he saw on the station how Fred acted. He even noticed Elena reacted also.

Finally McGonagall led them out and Fred spotted her. He smiled at how nervous she looked. He wanted to hug her and tell her she will be fine.

The hat sang its song and the sorting began.

George and him catcalled the first Gryffindor Lavender Brown. Fred wasn't fully paying attention to the sorting until Elena's name was called.

Fred watched her slowly walk up to the stool. He saw her scan the students and when her eyes landed on him, he smiled. The hat covered her eyes when it was placed on her.

The hat took a while but it finally yelled, "Gryffindor!"

Fred and George both yelled, "We got Potter! We got Potter!"

Fred saw her walking towards the table and made an open spot next to him for her. She came and sat down next to him.

~Elena's POV~

The food cleared after dessert. She loved the treacle tart. It was definitely her favorite from now on.

Dumbledore was standing again, "I have a few announcements to make. Firstly no magic is allowed in the corridors, also that the Forbidden Forest is off limits to all students." He seemed to be looking at the Weasley twins.

"Lastly the third floor corridor is also off limits. To go there would result in a tragic painful death."

Percy looked up, "That's new. Hopefully he will tell us Prefects why."

"Now lets indulge in the school song. Pick a tune," Dumbledore raised his wand and a golden ribbon with words appeared.

Elena noticed some teachers didn't look thrill about it but still took part of it.

When most was done the twins were last doing it to the funeral march.

After that the older students left while the first years had to follow the prefects. Percy led them to a portrait of a pink fat lady.

The portrait lady spoke, "Password."

"Caput Draconis," answered Percy. She then swung open. Percy lead the first years through the portrait opening. Neville needed help but he made it.

They walked into a common room colored in reds and golds. There were chairs, sofas, tables, and armchairs. Of course the portraits moved. Elena noticed it on her way here.

"The dormitories are up the stairs girls on the right and boys on the left," told Percy.

Elena noticed it was a spiral staircase and realized they were in one of the towers. She entered her dorm to see four beds.

She was sharing it with Lavender Brown, Hermione Granger, and Paravati Patil.

They noticed there trunks were there and the beds were poster beds with deep red curtains.

The girls got their pajamas out, Elena took her glasses off and they all got in bed after they changed.

Elena had a strange dream. She was told she was a Slytherin and Malfoy was there laughing at her who then turned to Snape. The laugh then turn high and cold followed by a bright green light. It caused Elena to wake up, sweating and shaking.

She settled down and fell asleep dreaming of a certain redhead. When she woke up the next morning she didn't remember the first dream at all.