A/N: Ok this is what you al might be thinking… "Jamie why do you keep calling her Harry?" This is my answer. "Because the wizarding world all think she's male. And because Dumbledore doesn't say different they will call her Harry. Her family calls her Harry because they are mean. Come on guys." Ok now that, that's off my chest I'll go on. Harriet meets Draco this chapter. He changes her world.

Chapter 4.

I'm a what?

It was raining now. Harriet couldn't see a foot in front of the car. She was sure that her Uncle couldn't see too much more. 'Great He's going to kill us.' Her mind moaned. They hit a bump and Dudley woke up, before he was entirely awake he said something about having to go to the bathroom. 'I'm pretty sure he did.' over three hours ago he had tried to use her as a pillow. She had moved so far away from him there was no way he could touch her. He had decided to use his door, which was now glistening with drool.

"Stay here all of you." Uncle Vernon had said before going out into the storm. While the door was open Harriet could smell salt water. The door closed and the smell was cut off. Harriet was thinking of al the possibilities.

Then one stuck in her head. 'The dock. They must be at the dock. That could be more that a good explanation. So now where do we go? Uncle Vernon wouldn't be about to kill us is he?' Harriet's thoughts were going frantic when Dudley spoke.

"Dads gone nutters hasn't he?" Aunt Petunia didn't say anything. So Dudley went on. "I wanted to see a movie tonight. It's a special Monday movie." If today was Monday then tomorrow would have to be…Tuesday. (A/N sorry to interrupt the story but I could see Harriet going 1+1=2. Ok go on now.) Which meant that tomorrow would be her eleventh birthday. It didn't matter any way. No body cared after all.

Her Uncle came back and smiled. The smile was cold and menacing. "Everybody out! I've found the perfect place!" They all climbed out into the small storm. They looked out onto the sea and there was a small island, and up on top was a little cabin. There was definitely no TV. "The storms only going to get worse. There will be no way they can get the letters through all this." Harriet agreed but didn't feel happy one bit.

"This man here was nice enough to lend us his boat." The little man smiled as he helped Harriet down into the little rowboat. He smiled and she saw that he was toothless as well as scary looking. "Thank you sir." Uncle Vernon said as he started to paddle off. It seemed like hours, but they finally made it to the rock. "All ashore."

The climbed up the steep hill Uncle Vernon in the front. Harriet was close behind him. Dudley and Aunt Petunia were watching their steps more carefully then Harriet. But Dudley slipped more often. The small shack has two levels. The upstairs had a bed that Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia would sleep in. Dudley was made a bed on the couch and Harriet given a tattered blanket. There were so many holes that it looked like Swiss cheese.

Harriet couldn't sleep. The floor was hard, and cold. They had no firewood to burn or anything for that matter. A few hours of turning Harriet looked at Dudley's watch, which was hanging over the side of the couch. In ten minutes she would be eleven. Was that a tree falling over? Seven minutes… was that the water lapping on the rocks? Three minutes to go. What was that thunder? One minute to go, was that a crunch of a boot, or the rock falling into the sea? Harriet hoped that the roof wouldn't cave in. Maybe then she could get warm. Thirty seconds… maybe she would wake Dudley to piss him off. Ten seconds.. seven.. three, two, one. BOOM! Harriet jumped. 'What was that?' Boom! There it was again, as if someone was knocking. 'Should I answer it?' Harriet thought. Again there was another boom. This one woke Dudley up. It also brought Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia down with a shotgun. "Where did you get that?"

They ignored her, which was normal. "Dudley come stand by us." He didn't. "Harry get behind the fire place." Some reason she did. She really didn't want to see what was causing that noise. "I warn you I'm armed." There was a sudden Crash as the door fell from its hinges. Uncle Vernon looked surprised at what he saw. In the doorway there was a huge man. Harriet saw all this by the crack between the fireplace and the wall. He stooped to get through the doorframe. Uncle Vernon made a small sound. Dudley was now wishing he had moved when Uncle Vernon had ordered him to.

"Sorry about that." He mumbled as he put the door back into place. "Ya wouldn't mind brewin' a pot of tea would ya. It hasn't been an easy journey. I wouldn't mind somethin' stronger if ya got it."

"Leave, you are breaking and entering." Uncle Vernon said once he got his voice back. It wasn't for long as the huge man grabbed his gun and twisted it into a knot. Then a sound escaped Uncle Vernon, which sounded like a mouse being stepped on.

"Quiet ya old prune. Now… you wouldn't be Harry would ya?" However he was talking to Dudley. "Last time I've seen ya, ya was only a baby. Ya grew a lot, specially round the middle." Dudley ran off behind hie parents while Harry stepped out.

"I'm Harry. That's my cousin Dudley." She felt angry who could confuse her with her cousin?

"Of course. How could I get that wrong. Ya look just like yar dad, but ya have yar mum's eyes." The man smiled. "Oh yeah. That reminds me. I have somethin fer ya. I mighta sat on in, but I'd wager it'll taste all right. Happy Birth day." Out of his coat he pulled out a squished box and handed it to her.

Inside was a sticky chocolate cake, with Happy Birthday Harry in green icing. The man smiled at her, she really wanted to say thank you but her words caught. What she did say was "Who are you?"

His smile grew. "Yar right I forgot to introduce myself. I'd be Keeper of keys at Hogwarts. Ya'll know all about Hogwarts." He was speaking gibberish to Harriet.

"No I don't know what your talking about. Hogwarts? What's that?" Harriet softly asked.

"What? Oh Harry when I found out that ya haven't been getting' ya letters I had no idea of how much ya didn't know." He wrung his hand through his hair that looked like a giant bristle brush. Harriet did like the way he was acting. "Don't ya know anythin', about Anythin'?"

"Well I know Maths and Science and English." Harriet put in. Who was this man?

"No not all that rubbish. Didn't ya ever wonder where yar parents learned it al?" He asked almost pleading.

"What all?" Now this man was just getting confusing to her. What did he want from her?

"What? DURSLEY?" He roared. Uncle Vernon drew back. "What do you mean by this? Why doesn't she know about herself? Her parents for bloody sakes?" He was getting tall just because he was mad.

"When we took her in we decided to put a stop to all that nonsense. And I forbid you to tell her." He said rather bravely. Harriet wouldn't have said anything in his place.

"Nonsense? It aint nonsense." He turned back to Harriet looking calmer. "Here Harry. I think it's time ya get yar letter." He held it out to her but before she could take it Uncle Vernon yelled at them.

"I forbid you to tell her. She is going to St. Joan's school for young ladies and she'll thank me for it." Uncle Vernon yelled. The huge man stormed over to him and shook his head. "Oh."

"Open it Harry." She was more than happy to comply. The yellow parchment was heavy and on the front was what she thought she'd see.

H. Potter.

The hut

Rock on the sea

Floor

England

In side there was a strange seal. On the seal had four animals around an H. The animals looked to be a Loin, a Snake, a Badger, and a Raven. She took out the letter in shacking hands. The letter was written in the same green writing. Silently she looked at her Uncle to see if he'd take it again. He wasn't moving at all. Slowly she unfolded the parchment. She felt nervous.

HOGWARTS SCHOOL

of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

Head master: Albus Dumbledore

(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,

Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards.)

Dear Mr. 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 September 1st. We await your owl by no later then July 31st.

Yours Sincerely

Minerva McGonagall

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress

"I'm sorry but you have the wrong person. This says Mr. Potter; I'm Ms. Potter. Sorry for putting you through all that just to deliver this letter to me." She sighed.

The strange man looked shocked. "Yar parents are Lilly and James Potter right?" She nodded. "Then yar the right one. I new ya looked like them. Just a misspelling. I'll inform the Headmaster about this."

"But this is a School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Does it really exist?" She looked at him as if her knew everything.

"Of course. That's where ya parents learned it all." He smiled.

"My parents were witches and wizards?" Harriet gasped.

"Some of the bests, I'd say. I think ya'll be pretty good, once trained up a bit." He smiled a lot, Harriet noted.

"She's not going." Uncle Vernon seemed to have gotten his voice back again. He crept closer. "We promised to stamp it out of her."

"Wait you knew?" Harriet screamed. "You knew I was a witch and never told me?"

"Of course we knew." Aunt Petunia said. "With parents like yours how could you not be. With your mother the way she was. It was always Lilly this and Lilly that. Every Holiday she would come home with frogsspawn in her pockets. Mother and Father were so proud to have a Witch in the family. I was the only one to see her for what she was. A freak." She didn't really notice that with each word she hurt Harriet, making her very angry.

"Then she meet that Potter and got pregnant with you and I knew you'd be just as abnormal. Then she had to go and get blown up landing us with you." She went on.

"Blown up? You said they died in a car crash." Harriet yelled.

"A car crash kill Lilly and James Potter? Never. They were to good at what they did." The man defended them. Maybe he was a friend of theirs.

"She's not going." Uncle Vernon said on last time. "She's going to St. Joan's. That's finale."

"I'd like to see a great muggle like ya try to stop her. She'll go ta Hogwarts and be under the watch of our greatest Headmaster of all time." He drew himself up a bit more. "Albus Dumbledore."

"I will not pay to have some crack pot teach her magic tricks!" This was to far.

"Never insult Albus Dumbledore in front of me!" He warned. He pointed a pink umbrella at them and then at Dudley. There was a flash of light and then Dudley was screaming, and clutching his fat bottom. It seemed to be that he had a pigtail growing from his bottom. Dudley looked at the angry man and completely wet his pants. (That's twice now. Draco's Girl I hope this makes up for tardiness.)

The Dursleys ran from the room leaving Harriet to fend for herself. The giant of a man smiled down at her. "Um.. I appreciate if ya didn't mention that at Hogwarts" Harriet agreed to keep it quiet. After the man made a fire and started cooking some sausages he spoke again. "Do you go by Harry or Harriet?"

"Both. Harriet sound so formal, so normally I go by Harry. I don't know why, but I always acted like a tomboy. So what do you go by? I still have no idea who you are." She looked up at him, hoping not to make him angry. "Or what you do. Would you mind explaining some major questions?"

The man smiled. "Course I wouldn't mind. However I don't know all of what ya want to know. So if I don't answer, don't be angry at me."

"Or of course not. How could I? You're my first true friend." Harriet knew then that if this man hurt her, then she would always say he was her first friend. It seemed a catch 22 to her.

"Well my name is Rubis Hagrid. Most people call me Hagrid. So I guess that's what ya can call me. As I said, I am Keeper of keys at Hogwarts. I take care of the grounds there." After talking most of the night away Hagrid dropped his coat on her and told her to sleep. "Don't worry if it wiggles a little, there might still be some mice in there."

The next morning Harriet woke to hear her aunt outside the cupboard door. "Yes I am up." What a wonderful dream to have shattered. But when her eyes opened there she was under Hagrid's large coat. An owl was tapping at the window. "Oh hello there." She opened the window and it flew in. It dropped the newspaper looking object on Hagrid's head. After doing that it began to attack his coat. "No stop."

"The owl wants paying. Go in a pocket and give him five little bronze coins. They are called Knuts." She did as told and the owl flew off. "I wouldn't mind some of yar birthday cake if ya wouldn't mind." After a breakfast of cake they took off, with her letter.

They went to London and went through a small pub called the leaky cauldron. Everyone was surprised to see her. Many people shook her hands and patted her on the back. "Are you really Harry Potter?" She had nodded. "But you're a girl." She nodded again trying to understand why they though otherwise.

After getting money at Gringgots, and buying a lot of things need for her new school year, Hagrid told her he needed a drink. So she went into the robe shop alone. There was a nice, plump woman smiling at her. "Hogwarts dear?"

"Yes that's right." Harriet had to smile. The woman seemed so nice.

"There is another student back there. Go on, I'll get you a robe." She walked over to the side of the store as Harriet went to the back.

There she saw a sight that seemed wrong. Somehow and angle was trapped on earth. His bright blond hair reflected the lights; his cool gray eyes seemed to stare off in space while still holding the air of importance about him. He turned to look at her, and she could feel herself blushing. He said something and it brought her out of her state of awe. "Sorry can you repeat that?"

He chuckled. "You answered my question already. I asked if there was something interesting about me. I guess there is to keep someone as lovely as you occupied." Harriet blushed more. "Are you going to Hogwarts too?"

"Yes. I am. Are you a first year?" He nodded as she stepped um on a small plat form. "Well I guess we'll be in the same class." She smiled. Then realized how stupid she sounded. "Sorry it's been a long week."

"Please don't apologize. I can listen to you speak nonsense forever." Was he teasing her? Harriet hoped not, he was really a hot guy. "So where are you parents? My mother is getting me my books, while father looks at wands. I'll see if I can bully him into buying me a broom."

"First years aren't allowed brooms. It said so in the letter." Harriet said. This boy may have been a hottie, but he reminded her of Dudley. That was a big turn off. "I think it's a protection thing."

"It's because no first year are allowed to play quidditch. My father says that if I'm not picked to play for my house then it's a shame. Follow quidditch do you?"

"No." She said softly. He nodded.

"So I guess you don't play either. It may be to rough for girls anyway." He smiled. "However when I get on the team, I wouldn't mind hearing you voice cheering me from the sidelines." He looked at her.

"Oh sorry I'm not your type. I'm not inflatable." She said coldly. He stared at her as the plump woman threw a robe over Harriets head. "I wont say I'm sorry."

"You're the first girl to insult me… Your worth the frustration. Wait till we get to Hogwarts. You'll see how great I'll be. Then you'll want to cheer for me." He replied.

Harriet looked him up and down. Smiling she turned to face the mirrior. "I doubt that." She was enjoying this. 'So he likes girls with spunk huh? Well I have plenty of it.' She laughed at the look he was giving her. 'Is he flirting with me or am I crazy?'

"Say look at that man. How pathetic." Harry turned to look out the window and there was Hagrid holding two ice cream cones.

"His name is Hagrid. He's a nice guy. He's been taking me around the entire day."

"Why aren't you parents doing that?" He said in a snobby manor.

"Because they are dead." She said as cold as she could. He stopped and looked at her. His gaze was full of pity and she would not except that.

"Sorry. I didn't know." He said. After about three minutes he spoke again. "They were like us right?"

"My mother was a witch and my father was a wizard if that's what you mean. Any other question to bring up, that might shatter my life?" She shoot out. She was close to tears and he saw it. He changed the subject.

"Do you know what house your going to be in?" She shook her head. "I guess nobody does till they get there."

"All done dear." The plump woman said. Harriet was walking out when she heard the pale boy call out to her.

"See you at Hogwarts."

Not knowing why she turned to face him. She smiled and winked. "Yeah see you at Hogwarts."