Chapter Three: Hogwarts and Daily Life

Five years had passed by while Blair Marvolo Riddle grew up as an imposter member of a normally cheerful household. Everyone had told him he was lying when he said he wasn't Harry. Nobody believed him. They all assumed that it was post traumatic stress from being left at an orphanage at an early age. Lily always felt extremely guilty about it. She showered him with attention and gifts as James did so for Ben. She always would take him to her favorite places or try to involve him in activities. Her supposed son couldn't really give a damn about being noticed. All he wanted was his real mum and dad back. They had told him that they would be back for him when he was older. He only prayed that it wasn't a dream and that they would come soon. He missed them a lot.

"Harry! There you are! Have you been hiding up in your room again?"

"Yeah."

"How about we go to Diagon Alley today? We can get some treats and do some 'mother-son bonding'".

"Don't we do that everyday?" Lily shrugged.

"Can't have too much love. Oh, come on! It'll be fun!" She even did a puppy dog face. Honestly. Isn't she supposed to be the parent? Blair gave in.

"All right, mum. I'll go."

They went to Flourish and Botts for a bit of light reading. Lily was glad her son had inherited her love of reading. She thought she'd go bonkers if she was left with two crazed quidditch fans. While there, three noticible platinum blondes came in. The elder sneered at Lily.

"Good day, Mudblood. I see you have brought your disgrace of a son to an honorable shop."

"Oh, put a pipe in it, loser. Let's go pay and leave, Harry." Quickly, Harry had spelled his Dark Arts books to look like a Charms book. Lily paid for the books and left with Harry. She hated dealing with the Malfoys. To her, they were a snobish, nasty bunch who believed firmly in pureblood rule.

Lucius Malfoy was secretly very nervous when around Lily Potter. He feared that she may discover his family's secret and take their Paris away from them. From the moment Narcissa and Lucius had seen the boy, they loved Paris as if he were their own. The Malfoys had even altered their sons' earliest memories to include each other so that neither of them could unknowingly slip their secret to anyone.

Draco was very close to Paris. Neither were ever seen without the other for very made sure that his was always taken care of and accounted for, whereas Paris always covered up for Draco and was the brains behind their shenanigans. For the most part, Paris had a pretty pleasant life. He was great at quidditch, was smart, and was well liked by any person he encountered.

September 1st, 1992

The Potters couldn't figure out why Harry had gotten his letter later than his peers. Harry had always been small for his age, but he was part of a twin. Ben had gone the year he was supposed to. Maybe it was a sign that Harry shouldn't be overshadowed by his brother. Nonetheless, Lily welcomed an extra year with her favorite child. Blair prayed to Merlin that the same thing wouldn't happen twice. There was only so much he could take of Lily, whom he considered to be his stepmother. They were even more confused when Harry's letter came on October 3rd, 1991.

This year would be Harry's first year at Hogwarts. He was already twelve. Blair was relatively excited. Any way to escape "bonding trips" was all right with him. It finally took James to tear her away from him on Platform 9 3/4s. Once they reached the castle, Blair had made friends with the Malfoy twins. It wasn't a surprise when he was put into Slytherin. Lily and James had said that they didn't mind which house he would be in, although James seemed a bit disappointed when he didn't get into Gryffindor in his letter. Already, Blair was contemplating the many ways to avoid his fellow peers. A redhead, named Ginny Weasley, kept on staring on him strangely and following him around. He could only hope that he didn't have many classes with her and was grateful she was in Gryffindor. Ginny creeped him out.

Dear Mum,

This weird girl named Ginny Weasley keeps looking at me. I think she's stalking me too! Help!

Love,

Harry.

James practically cracked up on the floor when he read it. His son was already a heartbreaker!

Dear Harry,

She probably has a crush on you. You don't have to like her if you don't want to. Just speak clearly and seriously when breaking it to her. She might think otherwise and not leave you alone. Your father was the same way.

Love with all my heart,

Mum

It took the threat of Professor Snape giving her detention for her to stop. Even after that, she still stared at him.