Harley Potter and The Sorcerers Stone

A Harry Potter Story

The Girl Who Lived

Chapter Three

Author Note/Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter universe. The only thing I own is some of the storyline. I also own any original characters that you may see. Everything else is owned by famous people that actually have money. Pairings will not occur until third year, though second year will have boys flirting with Harley and what not, but nothing will happen.

Parsletongue - ~Hiss~

Thoughts - 'Thoughts'

Speaking - "Speak"

Updated 11/10/12 - I've decided to go through my Harley Potter stories once again and edit some of them. It's been awhile since I've actually written anything for this story series, and so I need to re-read some of it and change some things. I'll be doing that for this story, going through each chapter and editing it so it sounds better than it did before, and also so I can get more ideas for this series. But I will restart writing for it again. I had many ideas for this story before I stopped writing it for awhile, now I need to figure out why I had these ideas and work on it.

Summary: This is a new year for Harley Potter. Another adventure is in the rise. What will happen? What new and interesting mysterious will arise, and what old ones will be solved? Is Harley ready to handle these new truths or will it be too much for her to handle?

Pairings: Harley P./?

Setting(s): AU. This story takes place in the Harry Potter books.

Rating: NC-17 or M at times

Warnings (Including but not limited to): Violence, Strong Language, Adult Situations, Graphic Sex (Maybe), Fighting, Terrorism, Slash (Male/Male & Female/Female), Threesome/Foursome Couplings, Religious Themes, Religious Talk, Disbelief In Religions, Torture, ect.

Songs: None

July 27th 1991

London, England

The Zoo

Harley and the other orphans from Buckingham Boarding House walked amongst the many other visiting tourists and residents of London. Many of the Orphan's talked excitedly between each other as they stared at the cages that kept the animals locked inside. They oohed and awed at the animals with wide eyes filled with wonder and curiosity.

Harley only felt disgust and sadness for the poor animals locked inside. She knew what it felt like to be locked away while others were able to do as they pleased. The way she was treated at the Orphanage was a clear sign. While the other Orphan's were able to play freely outside, she was stuck inside, having to help clean, cook and take care of whatever needed to be done.

Harley had never really been able to do anything at the Orphanage, beside eat, clean, shower and sleep and sometimes, enjoy the outdoors if she sneaked out. With a despondent sigh Harley followed the other children towards the cafeteria area and was given food that was off a dollar menu, but it still tasted good all the same. After finishing their lunches the staff bought them all ice cream. While everyone else got a decently expensive one, Harley was only allowed to have a cheap cherry Popsicle, not that she minded. The ice cream was quite good and she was content with getting the cheapest things.

As Harley continued to eat her ice cream slowly, savoring the flavor of it, she followed everyone inside the zoos reptile area, filled with many snakes, lizards and other interesting reptiles. She tossed the Popsicle stick into the trashcan and walked deeper into the cool room. Brilliant green eyes looked with indifference at lizards before moving across the room and over to the snakes. Snakes have always fascinated Harley Potter. Ever since she was old enough to speak and understand words she had become enraptured with snakes. They had been her only true friends.

~Stupid humans...can't you seeing I'm trying to sleep?~ A snake hissed in what could have been aggravation.

~If this barrier wasn't blocking me I'd bite your face!~ Another snake hissed in anger.

~Fleshlings...they all smell disgusting.~

~I wish for these stupid mortals to leave me be!~ A snake moved back and forth in the cage, as if it was pacing. If a snake could pace, that is.

~I'd like to see how they'd feel locked in this barrier.~

~The humans are very ugly. Pressing their faces against the barrier.~

Harley felt some amusement and pity for the snakes locked in the cages. Only to be stared and gawked at day in and day out. She's felt much like these snakes have, aggravated, angry and suffocated being in a cage all the time. With an expressionless face Harley walked further in, towards the much larger snakes. Through out her walk she could hear the hissing of the snakes, all of them feeling the same being locked in a cage. Many of their comments were amusing and insulting, making Harley feel satisfaction knowing the other human's didn't know they were being insulted.

Harley felt the sudden angry urge to cause severe pain to the familiar whining voices of Dudley and Delora Dursley whom were standing with their father near the largest snake in the place, the boa constrictor, as they appeared in her line of sight. "Make it move." Dudley Dursley demanded from his father. Vernon Dursley looked to his son and daughter before tapping on the glass harder.

"Move." Vernon ordered loudly as he continued to tap the glass.

"He's sleeping." Harley stated dryly as the three morons continued to persistently bother the reptile. Dudley and Delora Dursley looked to Harley and sneered at her with disgust, though the fear in their eyes was perceptible. It made her smirk. They have been one of the many unwilling recipients to Harley's anger, which led to them getting a dose of the strange,terrifying (as most thought of it), wonderful and amazing (as Harley thought of it) things she could do.

"Ugh...it's the Potter freak." Delora's nasally voice stated. Vernon Dursley, who hadn't been paying much attention, snapped his head towards the children at the word 'Potter' and looked to the raven haired, green eyed girl. His eyes widened as he recognized her instantly.

"How do you know this girl Delora...Dudley?" Vernon demanded from his children.

"She goes to our school father. She's horrible and a freak." Dudley stated, looking at Harley with the fear remaining clearly seen in his eyes.

Harley glared darkly at Dudley, a promise of retribution flickered briefly in her eyes at him using the word freak, making Dudley shutter and step back. "Like I care what you think Dudders." She sneered. "Pathetic you are." Harley continued.

"I want you to stay away from this girl, you understand?" Vernon Dursley said firmly while looking between his son and daughter. The man, who looked like a rather large whale, acted like Harley wasn't even around. One of the many things Harley disliked was being ignored and spoken about as if she wasn't around.

"Of course father, we never go around rubbish like Orphan Potter." Delora declared with a sickening sweet smile to her father. Without even saying another word to Harley, the family of three turned on their heels and walked across the room, away from Harley. Sighing to herself the girl looked back to the cage with a frown. She looked at the snake and began to speak to it, as she leaned against the metal bars.

~I don't know how you deal with it, getting stared at every day.~ She stated, hissing at the snake in a language she knew well. ~Do you...do you ever speak to other people?~ She questioned watching as the snake shook its head. It would have been fascinating if there was others that could speak to snakes as well. To discover everything they knew, the possibilities were endless. ~You're from Burma, aren't you? Was it nice there? Do you miss your family?~ Harley asked. She quickly nodded in understanding as the snake looked at the sign across from it. Showing that it had been raised in captivity. ~I see. That's me as well. I never knew my parents either.~ The snake looked her with a curious tilt of it's head.

~Do you know how to release me?~ The boa constrictor hissed out at the girl. There was something different about her. He could smell it in her scent. It was a smell he had scented before.

~Perhaps,~ She stated as she tilted her head to the side. ~If I was to release you, what will you do? What would I get in return?~ She watched as the boa rose higher and looked her in the eyes, as if judging her worth. Something seemed to settle over the boa as it gave a nod of its head. For a snake, it was one of the more intelligent breeds of snakes she has ever had the privilege to speak with.

~I shall stay with you and protect you, become your companion.~ The boa hissed. ~You shall also do the same for me. You shall be my Mistress. You will care for me and protect me and I will protect and help you whenever you ever need it.~ The boa decided. A smile of pure pleasure crossed Harley's face at the boa's decision. She could definitely use this to her advantage.

~What shall I call you then?~ Harley asked.

~Whatever you wish.~

Harley contemplated to herself what she should call her new friend. As she thought over different names she has come across in books she has read, she finally decided on the perfect one. ~Nathair, I'm going to call you Nathair for now on.~

~Very well, Nathair I shall be called, Mistress.~ The newly dubbed Nathair stated with a nod of his head.

~When I release you I want you to head outside and hide for me at the nearest placed with trees and grass, a park. I'll find you.~ Harley reassured Nathair. As she finished speaking she was suddenly pushed out of the way by one mini whale and a mini horse. Dudley and Delora Dursley, both leaned against the glass, their ugly features scrunched up in a rather unpleasant manner. Harley fell to the ground with a thud and glared at the obnoxious twin bullies. The furious rage that she was so use to began to bubble in her veins as she glared heatedly at the Dursley duo. She hated being treated with such disrespect and bullied, well, she use to hate being bullied. It wasn't until the other children realized that her retaliation was not worth causing her only a few minutes of bullying, as Harley always made sure her revenge lasted longer.

"Mummy, Daddy, come here you won't believe what this snake is doing!" Dudley exclaimed, continuing to push his ugly pig face and hands against the glass. Delora had pushed herself up against the cage as well, staring at the snake with wide eyes. The Dursley children's knees where placed atop of the bar as they looked on at the snake in wonder.

Harley glared at the glass, willing it to disappear, to allow Nathair release. It was just a bonus that the Dursley twin's were about to get a taste of what it felt like to be locked in a cage and stared at like some experiment. A smirk of contentment graced her features as the glass disappeared with a blink of an eye. Now she just needed to give Nathair a few minutes to slip out before letting the glass reappear. Harley felt proud of herself that her control was getting better.

"Woah! Woah! Ah!" Dudley and Delora Dursley yelled in fright as they fell into the large glass case, making a large splash as the ponds water overflowed from the sudden weight. Nathair came sliding out of the cage and paused beside Harley for a few seconds.

~I shall see you soon, Mistress.~ Nathair stated as he slithered off, snapping at the mundane heels for amusement. A small smile graced her lips at Nathair's ways of gaining amusement. She had a very good feeling about her new-found companion. They were going to be companion's for a long time to come, she just new it. Her attention turned away from Nathair and the screams he was causing and turned her attention towards the Dursley Terrors, as they are known to be called in school. She stood up from the concrete floor and stepped away from the chaos, leaning against the wall on the other side of the room, and watched with bemusement as the scene unfolded before her. She certainly enjoyed watching the chaos, the drama, unfold before her.

"Mummy. Mum! Help me!" Dudley and Delora cried out in unison, banging on the glass. Petunia Dursley, who looked similar to her daughter, screamed at the sight of her children locked in the glass cage and ran to the glass, putting her hands on it.

"My darling babies! How did you get in there! Who did this? How did you get in there? Is there a snake?" She screamed with panic in her voice. Harley chuckled and watched as Vernon Dursley appeared. He turned an ugly reddish purple color as he scanned the area, searching for a zoo worker. His eyes landed upon Harley and he glared at her with distrust and anger.

Harley's face had become an expressionless mask as Mr. Dursley turned his beady eyes upon her. She had long since learned to control her emotions with a finesse that very few adults could copy. "You...you girl. What did you do?" Vernon demanded as he stepped closer to Harley.

Harley raised an eyebrow as she pushed herself away from the wall. "Why, I did nothing sir." She replied with an innocent and charming expression that worked on nearly everyone, be it adult, teenager or child. "I was just people watching when Dudley and Delora fell into the cage after that glass disappeared and that large snake released." She knew Mr. Dursley didn't believe her. There was very few people that could see pass her mask, but those that did were always wary and distrusting of her.

"I don't believe you girl." Mr. Dursley hissed out.

Harley knew instinctively that Mr. Dursley was very close to roughly grabbing her. She could see it in his eyes and stance. She was very good at reading individual body languages and analyzing people. It was a habit she had acquired from an early age as she taught herself when to see the signs of the bullies in the Orphanage waiting in wait to attack. She now studied others impulsively, especially when it was those that she was to meet more than once. "I wouldn't think of laying a hand on me Mr. Dursley." Harley stated with a blank expression. "I would assume the policemen would be thrilled to know a man hurt a little girl." She said sweetly as her beautiful green eyes stared up at him.

Mr. Dursley growled angrily at the girl. Behind them zoo workers were quickly trying to get Dudley and Delora out. Other zoo keepers were rushing around the zoo, trying to find out where Nathair had disappeared to. "Now you listen here girl." He sputtered out indignantly.

"Mr. Dursley, it would be best if you went back to your family." Harley states politely while willing the man to leave, to go back to his family. For some unexplainable reason, Mr. Dursley felt compelled to listen to the girl and turned on his heel, waddling back towards his wife and children.

"Children! Time to leave!" Mrs. Buckingham and her assistants called out as they quickly rushed around to find them.

Harley only smirked and made her way towards the adults. She was pleased with how the day turned out. Many of her fellow orphans shuttered at the sight of her smirk. Whenever Harley Potter was happy it never meant anything good for them.

~Hush, Nathair.~ Harley hissed as she and her companion sneaked back into the Orphanage. Nathair was comfortably wrapped around Harley as the young girl silently made her way up the staircase. His large weight weighed her down slightly, but she had used her strange ability to will him to lighten up, so she could carry him more easily. It was dark outside and silent within the orphanage. Harley had spent the better part of the evening and night searching for Nathair. She had finally found him at the park she and the other orphans were brought to every few weeks when they were behaving.

~Is there other brats here Mistress. I can smell them. They smell of fear, sadness and anger.~ Nathair stated curiously as his yellow eyes scanned the hallway. His tongue flickered out and continued to scent those that lived within the Orphanage.

~They smell of that because there is nothing to be happy about living here Nathair.~ Harley remarked with a frown of distaste. She hated the run down orphanage she's been forced to live in since she was fifteen months old. The only time she ever felt content, almost happy, in this place was the fear she set into the other children. She wasn't sure how she was going to hide Nathair in the Orphanage but she was going to keep him some way or another.

July 31st 1991

It as nearly four days since the 'Zoo Incident' as Harley called it. The eleven-year-old sat at the foot of her bed on the floor with Nathair curled up beneath her bed on a few old comforters she had found. The two had quickly become close as they got to know each other. Nathair was her first and only friend. No one had yet to realize he was with her yet. She had kept him hidden and was also practicing willing him invisible so he would not be found. As a child she had come to know other smaller snakes, but after one of her old bullies, Ryan, had killed one in payment for her killing his pet kitten, she had never brought one back inside the orphanage. Now that she had Nathair, she had no reason to worry about one of the others trying to hurt him. They were likely to be killed first.

~Mistress...what shall we do today?~Nathair questioned with a contented hiss as pale fingertips lightly grazed his scales.

Harley gave a distracted hum as she continued to concentrate on the advance book in her lap. ~I am not sure Nathair. Perhaps wander over to the park. Or into the city. I'm getting better at learning my gift to conceal you, but not fully yet.~ She stated as she turned a page in William Shakespeare's complete works. At the moment she was reading Julius Caesar, one of her favorite tragedy's.

As she read her free hand raised to her forehead. With her fingers she lightly grazed the lightening shaped scar slowly. Her past was a mystery to the girl, leaving her with numerous questions but with no answers to thrm. The only thing shecould recall from her past was a bright green light, the voice of a woman begging and the sound of a high pitch laugh in her dreams.

With a shake of her head Harley pushed her straying thoughts away and concentrated back onto the book. Her free hand fell into her lap while the other continued to pet Nathair. The startling voice of Mrs. Buckingham and the sudden banging on the door broke her from her reading and awoke Nathair.

"Harley!" The voice of Mrs. Buckingham screeched from the other side of the door. "You have visitors!" Raising an eyebrow at the statement she pushed herself up from the wooden floor.

"Coming Mrs. Buckingham." Harley called back in reply. ~Come Nathair, I seem to have visitors.~ Nathair gave a small annoyed hiss but obeyed Harley and made his way up her body, curling himself comfortably around her. With a small inhale and with a slow exhale she began the process of wiling him invisible. Five minutes later Nathair was invisible and Harley was walking down the hallway and towards the staircase. With slow, sure footsteps she reached the first floor and walked down another darkened hallway, heading towards a room where visitors were able to speak to the children from the orphanage. Usually it was for those about to be adopted and the new parents getting to know the child.

Harley knew she would never be adopted, she hadn't had a parent interested in her for a long time. The last time someone had been remotely interested in her she had been four, near five-years-old Grabbing the doorknob she pushed the door open and she stepped into the darkly lit room. Stopping just before the doorway she looked over the two new visitors with a raise of an eyebrow.

"Who are you?" Harley Potter questioned with wariness.

There will be some mistakes as I have not fully re-read the chapter.

01. Noun. Mistress: A woman in a position of authority or control: "mistress of the situation"; "Britain was, in 1914, undisputed mistress of the seas".

02. Nathair: Origin; Scottish || Name Meaning; Snake

03. Harley Potter: Her change in personality is for one reason, the abuse from the Orphanage staff and children has made her like Tom Riddle in many ways. Like Tom Riddle, Harley Potter has grown up in a dingy orphanage, completely unaware of her wizarding heritage. Since the Muggle orphanage staff did not know anything about Tom's mother, they did not know about his magical knew nothing about Harley's parents so they knew nothing about her magical abilities.

Despite Tom's ignorance of his mother's true background, Tom did have some grasp on his abilities beyond that of normal magical children of his same age, however, as well as an unusually high degree of control over them. Tom could move objects with his mind and cause them to travel floating wherever he wished, manipulate animals and creatures as he wished, speak Parlsetongue and use his power to inflict harm on other orphans. After getting into a fight with fellow orphan Billy Stubbs, he used his powers to hang the boy's rabbit from the rafters. On one occasion, he took two orphans, Dennis Bishop and Amy Benson into a cave, where he performed an act so horrifying that the two orphans were traumatized into silence. Young Tom Riddle also stole from other orphans and hid their things in his cupboard like trophies.

Despite Harley's ignorance of her parent's background, Harley does have some grasp on her abilities beyond that of normal magical children of her same age, however, as well as an unusually high degree of control over them. Harley can move objects with her mind and cause them to travel floating wherever she wished, manipulate animals and creatures as she wished, speak Parlsetongue, use her power to inflict harm on other children and force her will (magic) onto other people, objects and animals. For example, making Nathair lighter and invisible if she so wished it.

The reason why I made Tom Riddle and Harley Potter so similar in childhood, magical abilities and personality will be later seen.

04. Abuse: Harley is emotionally and mentally abused by the staff. When she was younger she was physically abused before she taught herself how to use her abilities to fight back. So she has some issues.

Reviews would be awesome. :)

Updated 11/12/12

Young Harley - Jodelle Ferland

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