Ten Years Later
"Hawwy! Wake now." The fourteen-year-old Harry Potter was woken up by a giggling small, red haired girl, who was jumping up and down on his stomach.
"Rosie, please let me sleep some more." Harry grumbled drowsily and pulled his sheets tighter to him, after looking at his alarm clock which read eight a.m.
"Please Hawwy, purty please?" Rose pouted, her bottom lip quivering.
'Damn those puppy eyes and that pout.' Harry thought as he sleepily sat up on his bed.
"Yay!" She exclaimed.
Harry muttered under his breath about spoiled little girls while he slid on his slippers, he went into the bathroom to brush his teeth and when he came back, Rosie was bouncing up and down on his bed, he gave her an amused look and beckoned for her to follow him.
"Piggyback yeah!" The little girl shouted while jumping on her eldest brother's unsuspecting back.
"Ooof." Harry gasped, and growled as he ran out of his room with his little sister screaming on his back.
Harry settled Rosie in her chair before starting the stove and began making breakfast for the two of them, not many people save Rosie and his friends knew that he loathed his parents. Ever since he woke up after being hit point blank by a killing curse by the most powerful dark wizard since Morgana, he saw his parents doting on his little brother and casting him aside as if he were worthless. They were never there for him, not on his birthdays, not when he had his first bout of accidental magic, not the day he got his Hogwarts letter, not when he went to Diagon Alley for the first time in his life, not when he left for the Hogwarts Express. What had once been a cheerful and optimistic boy was gone, leaving only a cold and heartless soul to the ones that didn't know him.
The only thing that kept him from walking off from his home was little Rosie, his adorable little sister clung on to him like glue since the first time he held her.
"Yum." Little Rosie chirped happily as she ate her pancakes in an unlady like way.
Harry smiled, as he dug into the pancakes on his own plate. As the two finished, Harry, with a flick of his hand, casted a cleaning charm, leaving the once dirty dishes gleaming clean. Rosie applauded during the entire process and giggled as Harry stacked the dishes back into their drawers. Harry's eyes narrowed as he saw his mother walking in.
"Good morning, Rosie, Harry." Lily Potter said. Her smile vanished when all she got from her eldest son was a grunt and a cold stare.
"So, do you need company for getting your books Harry?" Lily asked, hoping to establish a conversation.
Harry, his face, one of utmost contempt and disgust narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "No"
Then without another word, he kissed his little sister on the cheek, causing her to giggle loudly, Harry smiled and walked off to the fireplace where he grabbed a handful of floo powder and enunciated in a clear voice, "Diagon Alley!" A green flame engulfed him, and he was gone. Harry found himself in the busy streets of Diagon Alley. He first went into the Owl Emporium to get some snacks for his familiar Bronte, a rare Thunderbird that was completely black except for its head, which was dark grey.
"HARRY!" Harry smiled as he saw his three best friends running quickly towards him.
"Right on time Potter." Fred and George Weasley said grinning like loonies.
"Forget them, so how was your summer?" Roger Davies asked, rolling his eyes at the twins' antics.
"It was okay I guess, except my bitchy asshole of a brother's going to be at Hogwarts this year. I'm so sick of my house, Eric Potter is going to Hogwarts, I'm so proud, blah blah blah. All that bullshit." Harry said with a sneer. Fred laughed while George and Roger clapped his back, "C'mon mate, don't go raging over that bitch, it's not worth losing your brain cells." Harry smiled back, and the four teens walked into Flourish and Blott's.
"I hope this year's Defense teacher will be more competent than the last three we had." Roger said as the group made their way towards the apothecary.
"I heard from father that it's going to be taught by a man called Quirrell." George said with a frown on his face.
"Quirrell? Sounds like a dunderhead to me." Harry said.
As they opened the door of the apothecary, Roger muttered, "Speaking of dunderheads."
The four fourth years saw the Head of Slytherin, Professor Severus S. Snape and Elan Malfoy at the counter. Roger, being the closest, walked up confidently and said in a polite tone, "Good morning, Professor Snape." Snape turned on to his four-star students and drawled, "Getting potions ingredients? Mr. Weasley, Mr. Weasley, Mr. Davies, Mr. Potter." His cold, unfriendly black eyes boring at his four-star pupils.
"Yes sir, Professor Snape sir." The four voices chorused.
"Very well." Snape said before the apothecary owner came back from the back room who said breathlessly "As promised, Boomslang Skin from East Africa. Top quality" 0Snape's black eyes locked contact with the storeowner's, after two minutes he nodded and drew a sack of gold and exchanged it for the large jar of snake skin.
"Potter, what does Boomslang skin and Knotgrass make when combined?" Snape suddenly barked.
"Polyjuice Potion, Professor Snape, sir!" Harry said respectfully.
Snape looked displease that the son of his arch-nemesis had not been caught off guard, but Harry wasn't in Ravenclaw without reason.
"I see that you have been keeping up with your studies over the summer Potter, satisfactory effort" Snape droned. Believe it, a "satisfactory effort" from Snape was the highest praise a person could get. With that greasy haired potion's master bade the boys farewell and exited the apothecary.
"Did you see Snape's face?" Roger said while chuckling, "It looked like he swallowed skele-grow."
"Hah, might I remind you that you nearly wet your pants when Snape gave you his death glare when you misread the instructions for the Calming Draught last year." Elan said, laughing. Roger instantly closed his mouth and his face turned a light pink. "That was not cool Elan. I really thought he was going to off me."
Harry just waved at his four friends, "Enough, let's get this over with." With that he handed his list of potion ingredients and held out several galleons for them. Minutes later the group went to Florean Fortescue's Ice cream store, where they saw another familiar face waving at them.
"Hey Cedric." Harry said,
"How's our favorite Puff doing?" Elan joked,
"Good to see you again Ceddie. Ignore the blonde fool" Roger nodded which made Elan throw a glare at him.
"Hey guys, finished your shopping list for this year?" Cedric asked while flashing his usual charming yet somewhat weird smile.
The five nodded as they sat down around the table. "My parents said the boy who lived is coming to Hogwarts this year." Cedric said coolly, turning to Harry. Harry smacked his palm to his head and said, "You got that right Ceddie, it's a headache at home already now there's no more peace and quiet in the castle too." Elan just patted him on the back.
"Oh, speaking of which." Roger said, nodding to where a great crowd was sextet saw a short, chubby boy with glasses and black hair waving and posing to the crowd. All six boys had disgusted faces at the scene.
Harry then looked at his watch and said hurriedly, "Sorry guys, I gotta get going, I promised Rosie that I'll get her some Crystallized Pineapples."
Elan, Cedric, Roger, Fred and George chuckled and nodded their farewell. Pulling his hood over his head, Harry got the pineapples, left the candy store and it was dark when he flooed back home from the Leaky Cauldron.
"Hawwy!" Rosie squealed as she launched herself into Harry's arms.
"How's my favorite girl?" Harry replied and handed her a box of crystallized pineapples.
Rosie squealed in delight and ran off with the box to read her picture books after leaving several sloppy kisses on her brother's face. Harry smirked but it was quickly replaced with an angry sneer as he scanned the headlines of the afternoon edition of The Daily Prophet.
The-Boy-Who-Lived visits Diagon Alley
Rita Skeeter
This afternoon, this reporter has had the marvelous opportunity to see the vanquisher of You-Know-Who come to Diagon Alley to buy his materials for his first year of Hogwarts. The day has finally come for our young hero to start his magical education,
"We are so very proud of him." Auror Captain James Potter said, "Words cannot describe how proud we are that Hogwarts has accepted him" His wife, Lily Potter added.
Harry could no longer read on, he felt disgusted as he tossed the newspaper in the fireplace and opening his palm, fired a massive white ball of fire that turned it into dust.
As he went to sleep, his piercing emerald green eyes turned a shade of cold jade as he watched it burn, from that moment, a seed of darkness was planted in his heart, he would show them, he would show them all, just who the most powerful wizard in history was.