AN: This is another trial-work, like my one and only 'Twilight' fanfic, but it will most likely become permanent. This time, with added Kisuke! And still no other romantic relationships, other than my main throuple.
The bolded parts are dirrectly from the book.
Petunia Dursley prided herself for being a normal woman. Her husband worked a normal, nine-to-five job, her son was growing like the healthy little man he was, and she was a simple housewife who did her job with a smile on her face. But now, staring at the woman with ethereal purple eyes and the man who looked a few shades livelier than a ghost, a part of her wanted to keep her niece, who belonged to the world that took her sister and her husband.
She absent-mindedly patted her sons head when he came up to her, a flower from her garden clutched in his tiny hands. He looked so much like Vernon, it made her heartache. Vernon, who was so set in his ways, that even the knowledge that magic existed couldn't force him to change his beliefs. It only got pushed to the side, like something not worth pursuing. Or flaunting.
A tiny figure appears in the doorway, red hair so dark, it's almost black and brilliant green eyes that stare at her from her memories, and her breath hitches. She wasn't there for her sister when she should have been, and now she needed to protect Lily's daughter, a task harder with her husband's views added to the matter.
"Do you promise to take care of her?" Her brother-in-law's cousin smiles at her, and Petunia forgets, for a moment, that the other woman is a witch asking for custody of a relative, and not a friend over to chat over a cup of tea.
"We'll do everything in our power to protect Hazel. She'll become a successful woman under our care. I promise on my magic."
The ink was barely dry the moment the door shut behind them, Hazel safely in Lilly's arms, all of her worldly possessions and the adoption papers in Kisuke's hold. Just shy of her second birthday, Hazel Aurora Potter re-enters the Wizarding World, changing her fate forever.
They share a glance when they reach the driveway, and Kisuke taps his cane against the concrete. Even if Petunia Dursley's fears were based around her niece's magic, there was a chance her son would show signs of magic.
"Fred! It came! I have a letter from Hogwarts!" Ellie barrelled through the doors of their sitting room, nearly knocking their butler over in her haste. She could hear her parents laugh behind them, along with Fred, who sat her down onto the sofa next to him.
"Can we read the letter together, Miss Ellie?"
"Absolutely!" She beamed up at her pseudo-grandpa, who opened the envelope with great fanfare, making her giggle.
"Ellie wanted this to be a family affair." Her dad told the butler, pulling her Oyaji into his lap.
"It's a shame your aunts couldn't make it." Her mother added, snuggling up to her fathers. Ellie nodded, pouting a little when she was not included in the cuddle-pile.
"May I?"
"Yes!" She beamed up at Fred, scooting closer so she could also read the letter.
"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore (Order of Merlin, first-class, Grand Sorcerer, Chief Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confederation of Wizards – My, that's a lot of titles – Dear Mrs Potter, We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July. Yours sincerely, Minerva McGonagall, Deputy Headmistress."
"But isn't my name Potter-Blackmoor now?" Ellie asked, eyes wide, accepting another piece of parchment from Fred.
"Apparently, it's only in the Muggle World." Her mum answered, her dads nodding along. "What's on the other parchment?"
"It's a list! Of things, I'll need."
"Well, read it." Her dad prompted, and Ellie nodded, opening it.
"It says I'll need a set of plain black work robes, a pointed black hat, a winter cloak and a pair of protective gloves. There's a list of books we'll need and other stuff, like a cauldron, a set of glass phials, a telescope and a set of brass scales. We can also take a cat, an owl or a toad with us to school."
"No mention of a wand?"
"I didn't mention it. I already have one, after all." She shrugged, folding the list up and giving it to her mum for safekeeping.
"Good girl. What do you say to a birthday shopping-trip?"
"We could visit Diagon Alley."
"Good idea, sirs. It'll give us enough time to finish the dinner-preparations."
"So, Oyaji will go after my Potions things, you'll go after the books and dad the rest?"
"Yep. You have the duty of finding the clothes mentioned on the list, then meet us at Fortescue's Parlour, where we'll have a pit-stop before raiding Karafan's Knickknacks. Good enough?"
"Yes!" Ellie agreed, rearing to head to Malkin's, but her Oyaji stopped her before she could skip off.
"Do you have your wand?"
"Of course I have it. I'm not stupid." She told him, pouting when he ruffled her hair, messing up her pony-tail.
"You have an hour. Take care of yourself and buy everything you need and a few things you want." Her dad gave her a pouch, smiling when she saluted him and finally bounded off, excited to do some big-girl shopping.
There was another kid in the shop, a blond boy with a pointed face. The tape was already zooming around him, measuring him under the too-large robe he was wearing.
"Hello," said the boy, "Hogwarts, too?"
Ellie hopped onto another stool, thanking the assistant who handed her a robe.
"Yep. We just split the shopping with my parents."
"We did that too. My father's next door buying my books and mother's up the street looking at wands," he said, mouth still open to continue on.
"But I thought the wand chooses its wielder. Won't that mess up your casting?"
"Uhhh," he mumbled, the winds taken from his sails, "I don't think so. Besides, my dad wasn't worried about it."
"Suit yourself." She shrugged, hanging her position slightly when the tape nudged her.
"Do you play Quidditch?"
"Nope. I'm not much for flying, honestly. And I don't see the point of the game. You?"
"I do...Father says it's a crime if I'm not picked to play for my house, and I must say, I agree. Know what house you'll be in yet?"
"No idea. I have no preference either."
"Well, no one really knows until they get there, do they, but I know I'll be in Slytherin, all our family have been - imagine being in Hufflepuff, I think I'd leave. Or even if I got into Gryffindor."
"Sure," she said, wishing he'd shut up or change the topic.
"I say, look at that man!" said the boy suddenly, nodding toward the front window. Her mother was there, chatting with Hagrid, the gamekeeper of Hogwarts. Lilly smiled at something the half-giant said, nodding and pointing down a street. Hagrid looked excited, turning towards Ellie and waving at her. She waved back, watching as he left in the direction her mother had pointed too.
"He's a family friend," she turned towards the boy, who was scowling at her, "my dad is interested in magical creatures and an uncle recommended contacting Hagrid. We've been friends since."
"But isn't he some sort of servant?"
"Nope. He gets paid and can leave any time he wishes too. Besides, it's a hard job. A school full of idiot kids and a place called 'Forbidden Forest'? It just asks for trouble."
"I…"
"We're finished with you, dear." Ellie jumped down from the stool, thanking the assistant.
"I'll see you at Hogwarts, Slytherin," she told the boy, diving into the racks to see if anything else was worth buying.
"Found everything?" Her Oyaji handed her an ice cream cone, which she eyed warily. "I haven't tampered with it, promise."
"You sure, Oyaji?" She squinted up at him from under her bangs. He snapped open his fan, hiding his smirk, and took her bags, shrinking and pocketing them.
"You started without us?" Her parents broke away from the crowd, smiling at them.
"You were too slow Ichigo-kun, and we might have starved to death by the time you would've arrived here."
"And then the birthday cake would have been all ours." Her mother added, waving at someone who turned out to be Hagrid, a cage in his hands.
"'Ello there. No time to chat, I jus wanted to give Ellie her birthday present." He handed her the cage, a beautiful snowy owl peering at her from behind the bars. "'ere yeh go. Dis beauty has bint there for a long time. I thought she matched yer personality perfectly."
"Thank you so much, Hagrid!" She passed the cage to her dad, hugging the half-giant with all her might. "I love her!"
"Dun mention it, Ellie."