DISCLAIMER
This story is a fan-fiction based on Harry Potter written by J. K. Rowling.
I do not own Harry Potter Universe or gain any profit from this story.
Every true character belongs to the original writer and any OC belongs to me.
This story is a pure work of imagination and not written to hurt anyone's feelings.
SUMMARY
They will only tell you stories where girls are sweet, kind and reject all sin.
They won't tell you fairy tales of how girls can be dangerous and still win.
I guess to them it is terrifying thought,
A red riding hood who knew exactly what she was doing when she invited the wild in.
Nikita Gill
Henrietta Potter, the-girl-who-lived is left at the door steps of the Dursleys. Abused and neglected Etta finds a journal left by her mother and knows about the Wizarding world. She confronts her aunt before her eleventh birthday and visits Diagon alley. An intelligent and cautious Potter is not what wizarding world is not expected.
Will Dumbledore's plan for the greater good prevails?
Manipulative dark Dumbledore! Slight Weasley and Granger Bashing!
Alternate Universe! Female Harry Potter!
CHAPTER I
The whole Wizarding world was in chaos a powerful dark lord was launching attacks left and right. Though these attacks were not precise and planned, they were lot more destructive. Many believed this is the end of the most powerful magical Britain. Many fled their soil in fear of their lives. While those who stayed and opposed were slayed mercilessly. Many Ancient families became extinct and muggleborns were tortured to death. This hopeless situation of Magical Britain led to strengthening of security of rest of the magical world. A prophesy was made that made a sudden twist of events. A hope! An end to the atrocity of the DARK LORD VOLDEMORT! The first half of prophesy was overheard and relied to the dark lord by a faithful servant. The insane dark lord drowned in madness began searching for the said child. If only he had waited for the complete prophesy …..
October 31 1981
The dry leaves crunched and darkness filled the air at the night of Halloween, when the dark lord walked to the Potter's hideout under fidileus in Godric's Hollow. His spy, Peter ratted out the secret to him. He picked up his pace to meet the said child. He stopped at the front door only to blast it open. Then the chaos began. Inside the Potter Cottage, James Potter startled by the explosion of the door picked up his wand and ran to meet the threat head on.
"Lily! It's him. Take Etta and get out of here. Lily", warned his wife.
"Pity Potter. The rat ratted you out. The world will hear how their only hope died by my hands", laughed the dark lord.
"You will not touch my daughter", yelled James and transfigured nearby objects.
"Let's see. Shall we?" taunted the dark lord.
James Potter was no mediocre wizard. He levitated objects and transfigured into sharp knives and sent it flying towards the other wizard. The dark lord raised a metallic shield to defend. Taking this as an opportunity James conjured a couple of bears and sent them to attack him. Bears scratched the dark lord drawing some blood. A taunting laugh from the dark lord while he slashed his wand to destroy those bears sent chills to James.
"Pity. You chose the wrong side. You would have done well with us", said the dark lord and disarmed James.
He expected the light wizard to give up. The unexpected attack by a stag sent the dark lord crashing through the glass door. Then the stag's antlers dug into the dark lord's stomach. Angered and raged dark lord forced the animangus to human.
"Crucio", yelled the dark lord with all anger.
"Avada kedavra", finished the dark lord and he inhaled deeply.
Though the late Potter is his enemy, the dark lord could not deny his impeccable skills with wand and his sheer determination to protect his family. He healed himself and climbed the stairs to the nursery. He blasted the door open and cautiously stepped inside. He heard the tales of fierce powerful duo who duelled with his three inner circle members and sent them with their tails tucked between their legs. He never expected Lily potter to beg for her child's life. He tempted to kill her for forgetting that she is a witch but he gave his word to Severus.
"Step aside silly girl", said the dark lord.
"No! Please! Not my child. Not Etta! Please show mercy", begged a mother who just lost her husband.
"Move", tried the dark lord again.
"Please", begged the witch.
"MOVE", tried the dark lord for one last time.
"PLEASE", begged Lily.
"Avada kedavra", the dark lord killed the begging mother and turned towards the baby. His supposed DOOM.
There in her crib sat the last Potter of Potter. Her wild black hair, pale skin and her green eyes reminded the dark lord of the fallen angel. But, he is not here to admire his enemy. The child sat calmly and observed him. The look in her face twisted something inside him. He shook himself out and shot a killing curse towards her.
The curse rebounded and he lost his body. The enraged soul piece of the dark lord fled leaving a small piece near the eyes of the child.
Sirius Black, the god father of the child sensed something wrong and arrived there only to find that his friends were dead and his god daughter was missing. The frightened and worried guardian went to the ministry to file formal complaint and search for god daughter. But the minute he set his foot inside the ministry, he was captured by aurors and thrown into Azkaban without trial. Later he learnt that his supposed headmaster Dumbledore sentenced him life sentence in Azkaban for betraying the Potters. The same night he lost his family and betrayed by the man he looked up to.
Peter Pettigrew, the real secret keeper of the heard that the dark lord vanished along with the elder Potters and the enraged death eaters are out for his blood. He faked an attack at his house and set it on fire. He then sent the dark mark right above his burnt house. The eerie green of the sickly skull and snake reflected the madness in his eyes when he cut off his finger and transformed into rat. The animangus left to find a wizarding family to stay updated.
Albus Dumbledore, the esteemed headmaster of the Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry sat in his office while the Potter child slept soundly in the school infirmary. He was the recipient of the prophesy that led to the fall of the dark lord Voldemort. He decided to take control of the child's life and raise the child as a malleable weapon. He want everything about the child under his control. He used his power as chief warlock to seal the will of the late Potters and throw the child's godfather into Azkaban without a trial. He then sent a missive to the death eaters about the location of Longbottoms. He claimed himself as the guardian of the child on the eyes and files of ministry. But when he in his arrogance tried to do that with goblins, he was kicked out. With that as his warning he decided to limit the child's contact with goblins. Everything about the child was under his control. He then decided to cast illegal blood wards and other blocks to the child connecting with the blood her maternal magic hating aunt Petunia. He from McGonagall knew that how Petunia tortured her sister and forced her to cut all her ties at non magical world. She was the right person to raise the child. With her the child will be abused emotionally and when the time comes the child will see the magical world as her only escape and him as her god. She will be weak, meek and malleable weapon of light. If she survives then she will be married off to a light pureblood where he will be able to manipulate and control her further.
1 November 1981
On the cold night of November, Dumbledore with his plans set he got ready to drop the wizarding world's saviour the-girl-who-lived at the front steps of her Aunt. He casted the final wards and apparated to Number four, Privet Drive. He was surprised to find his apprentice and transfiguration professor Minerva McGonagall there.
"Albus, are you certain about this? They are the worst non magical people and you know what happened to Lily", questioned Minerva.
"I am certain there is no other best place for the child. With the death eaters around the blood of her mother provides the necessary protection. This is small sacrifice for the greater good", answered Albus.
With that answer Albus Dumbledore sealed the fate of a one and half year old child and condemned her to hell.
May 1989
Dursleys of Number four, Privet Drive were proud for being normal. Vernon Dursley worked at the Grunnings while Petunia prided herself for being a perfect house wife who supported her husband and her son Dudley with anything they do. But their normality is affected by the very presence of Henrietta Lilith Potter, the spawn of her devil sister. A freak who excelled in studies. The day when the freak's teacher called her and praised the freak she told Vernon. Her husband decided that due to her freakish nature she was able to do better than his son. He then tried to beat that freakishness out of her but Petunia came up with a wonderful idea of piling her niece with a list of chores so that she could not study or do her work. So that's what happened freak was ordered to do a long list of chores and her food was reduced. They decided to abuse her verbally and encouraged their son to isolate and bully her at school. But the result was the same. Even though the freak did her chores, went to school and continued her chores till night, still remained at the top.
Henrietta Lilith Potter was known as shy, hardworking and intelligent little girl in the school. But her life at Number four, Privet Drive remained hell. She know that she was different from her relatives and they hated her for it. The verbal abuse and the neglect sometimes made her think of her worth. The endless chores made her unable to finish her school work. But Henrietta Lilith Potter was ambitious who saw the only way to get out of the hell hole was to be in top and get various scholarships and finish her studies at a best institution. Then settle her life with a high earning job. She was told that her parents were drunken fools who died in a car crash which she survived with a single scar. She searched about the said accident in the newspaper archive in library only to find none. She got more questions but not a single answer.
One fine afternoon when Vernon and Dudley went out, she was ordered to clean the attic. While cleaning she found a very old and odd wooden chest. She was thrilled to find the photos of her mother as a little girl. She then dug further and skimmed her certificates of her in primary school and an odd letter tucked inside a journal. The odd letter was addressed to Lily Evans, her mother from Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry. She thought that it was some prank letter and opened the journal.
Property of Lily Evans
Etta was glad to learn more about her mother. She quickly inspected the journal only to find more blank pages thn the written pages. Shaking her mind out of disappointment, she settled to read the journal.
Dear diary,
Today is the last day of my primary school. I finished my exams last week and results were out today. You know what I scored well in all of my exams and secured rank one in my year. I was smiling wide when I showed my card to my parents and they were proud of me. We planned a trip to amusement park.
Got to go!
Bye!
Dear diary,
Today a no-nonsense women, Minerva McGonagall dressed in vintage cloth came to our home. She offered me a letter from Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry and explained me that I am a witch. I have to thank Severus who told me prior else I would have asked my future professor about her sanity. My father would have called police and they will definitely take her to asylum. My family was proud to learn that here is a witch in the house but Petunia was not. She never spoke to me from then. Tomorrow we are going to visit Diagon alley with professor McGonagall.
Looking forward to it!
Bye!
Dear diary,
Today we visited Diagon alley, the wizarding market where I can find my school supplies and learn more about the magical world.
We went to a gross looking pub, Leaky Cauldron near Kings Cross, London. Barman Tom led us to back and tapped bricks in a pattern with a wand and the alley came into view.
Wow …would be an understatement to what I saw.
Magic is awesome.
Witches and wizards dressed in old vintage dress and had pointed hats were buzzing around in alley. Magic in the air is ambient and comfortable.
Gringotts run by goblins is the only magical bank in Britain. We exchanged pounds for galleons, sickles and knuts. Galleons are god bars, sickles are silver coins and knuts are bronze coins.
We went to Madam Malkins' for school robes. Then to Flourish and Blotts is a book store and I go some more books to understand more about wizarding world since I am a muggle-born, a magical one born to non-magical parents. Since I have no desire to look after a magical pet I never visited Eeylops Owl Emporium or Magical then stopped at Ollivanders for my wand. According to him a wand chooses the wizard or witch in my case.
Books are waiting!
Bye!
Dear Diary,
Hogwarts is wonderful from what I read in Hogwarts: A History. The school is an ancient castle in Scotland. Four houses for four founders. Griffindors for Brave hearted ones, Ravenclaw for intelligent ones, Hufflepuff for kind hearted hard workers and Slytherin for cunning ones.
I do't know how they choose our houses but personally I hope to be in Ravenclaw or Griffindors.
Bye!
Dear Diary,
Today is September 1st. I am going to Hogwarts and I can't write more since I am leaving you here. To board the Hogwarts' express I should find Platform 9 ¾ which between platform 9 and 10. Apparently these wizards care about keeping magical world hidden from Non magical one. So my family can't come there. I read the books and learned the basic theory. I hope that's enough for few weeks. Severus insisted on those.
Bye!
With hope,
Lily Evans.
Henrietta turned the pages further only to find blank papers. Her mother was a witch and studied in a magical school. Petunia was not and jealous of my mother's ability that explains the abusive nature of her since I remind her more of my mother's traits. If my mother studied in school full of witches and wizards she must have friends right? Why did they left me with my aunt without any contact and knowledge about the magical world? If I need answers, I should question aunt Petunia and visit this alley in London. With this thought she finished cleaning attic and went down.
"Aunt Petunia. I cleaned the attic", reported Etta.
"Take two piece of toast and a glass of water for dinner and get out of my sight", replied her Aunt. No thank you. No praises for her that's what her life. She was reminded every time that she was a forced on them.
"Aunt Petunia there may be a way to get out your sight permanently if I get to visit this alley on the back of Leaky Cauldron in London. May be I could find my mother's friends there and one of them could take me with them after all my mother was a witch and went to a school full of them. May be then you could spend your life normally without neighbours knowing that I am a ….witch", Etta dropped the bomb.
The speed Petunia turned would have broken her neck and her face paled. Etta could see the fear danced in her eyes and the anger replaced those.
"How? But how? Freak where did you learn about those? Did one of those visited you?" she yelled.
"No. I found that I am a witch and can do magic from my mother's journal in the attic. What happened to her aunt?" asked Etta.
"Everyone in my family was happy about her being a witch. But I saw her for what she really is. A freak. Just like you. Seven years after attending that freaks' school she married your father. Then she had you. After your birth, she went into hiding for what so ever reason then she got blown up. Murdered ", said her furious aunt.
"You were left at our door step on a cold November night with a letter stating that your parents are dead and we should look after you. Yes, we were ordered to look after you. We hate you because of what you could do. It runs in your blood. You may be a top student in your school but remember that you are a freak. A good for nothing worthless freak. Once you turned eleven those freaky buddies of your mother will turn up and you will go to that school and get blown up like your dead mother" continued Petunia.
"Who left me here Aunt Petunia? Who signed the letter?" asked Etta.
"Dumbledore", sneered Petunia.
"May I visit the alley Aunt? Think like this aunt Petunia, just one visit may be, may be then I could be out of your hair forever. May be you could move out after that and live normally without any fear of magical people visiting you", offered Etta.
"You may. Don't expect any help from me", bit out Petunia.