Harry was walking towards his house thinking about what had happened in the park, if what Hera had told him was true he would soon receive a letter from school, although he wondered what his uncles would do when they found out, but according to his new friend He had every right to receive magical education and that someone would come looking for him, so he would just have to wait. When he arrived he saw the animal control car parked at the door and his aunt waiting for him along with his cousin and a man who was carrying tweezers and a cage -¿Where were you? It's almost time for dinner and you have a lot of explaining to do-

-Young man, your cousin told us that he and his friend were with you in the park until a snake tried to attack them-

"You mean that they insulted me and beat me until that snake helped me. Typical of Dudley" -I couldn't tell you sir, I saw the boys walking around but I don't remember any snake-

-¡It's a lie, mom! That thing was huge and monstrous and wanted to devour Piers and me- he shouted while he sobbed as if he had been the victim of an unthinkable tragedy.

-Madam, I hope this is not a practical joke on the part of his son- said the man, beginning to lose patience.

-Sir, I assure you that my son never lies, he is an exemplary young man- his aunt responded and Harry couldn't help but snort a little with his nose, fortunately no one noticed.

-I would like to help you, sir, but I don't know anything about a snake, and without my glasses I see very poorly- Harry added in the most innocent tone he could.

-I see, well we will go there to check that there is nothing dangerous in the park, good night-

-See you soon- his aunt responded politely and after the man and his companion left in their vehicle, she grabbed him by the hand and took him inside where his uncle Vernon was waiting for him, looking at him with an unfriendly face. When the door closed behind him his aunt began to raise her voice -How dare you say that my Dudders is a liar? We made those people come in vain, and the worst thing of all is that all the neighbors were watching us-

-Dudley always lies, like when he said he was doing summer homework with his friend but in reality he had gone to the video games at the center- and the woman had a surprised face like few others, not only because her beloved little son had told her lied but because the boy had never dared to answer him, he had always been very submissive. She would have continued to be surprised if it weren't for her son lunging at Harry and cornering him against the wall -Shut up! ¿How do you know that?-

-You forced one of my classmates to do your homework, he told me when I ran into him in the library ¡Let me go! -and for the first time in 10 years of harassment by his cousin, he defended himself by pushing his corpulent body causing him to fall. on the floor.

-What do you think you are doing to my son? ¡You ungrateful brat! After everything we have done for you, we fed you and welcomed you into our home, even though you are the son of a...-but the woman stopped.

-Go ahead and say it, from a witch- and the woman opened her eyes and got goosebumps -Did you know that my mother was a sorceress?-

-What is she talking about?- Her cousin asked but the woman didn't say anything -You knew-

-¡Of course I knew it! ¿How I could not know? I still remember the day her letter arrived, my "perfect" sister was so happy, my parents couldn't stop praising all the things she did, "Lily turned the cups into butterflies" "Lily was the winner of the potions contest", always so proud that their daughter was a witch. I was the only one who knew what it was: a circus freak - she said it as if she had been keeping it to herself for a long time.

-You were jealous-

-¿How could I be jealous of that abnormal person?-

-¿What child doesn't want to be able to do magic and spells? ¿Fly on a broom or make magic potions of all kinds? You always wanted to be like her, it wasn't my mother's fault that she was born with magic, it wasn't anyone's fault that your parents had a preference for her, you've always taken it out on me because I'm just a child and you also let Dudley treat me badly and you even encouraged him-

-¡You...You...-! The woman wanted to slap him and tell him that that wasn't true, but she couldn't, everything that child told her was the pure truth, but she didn't want to accept it.

-¿Who told you about magic?- Vernon asked him and Harry, instead of answering him, approached the window that overlooked the backyard until he leaned on the windowsill and when he opened his mouth his uncle heard a strange hiss that made his skin crawl. , but he was even more scared when he saw how a snake entered the house, his son had not lied, at least about that.

-This is my friend Hera, apparently I have the gift of being able to talk with snakes and she told me many things about magic and me. In a few days, when it is my eleventh birthday, I will receive a letter from a school called Hogwarts where they will notify me that I have been accepted to study there. Until then she will stay with me-

-¡What? ¡No way! - shouted his uncle Vernon, who had regained his composure and tried to reestablish his authority - This is MY house, if you think we will allow that creature to live here you are very wrong and as for that nonsense of going to a magic school, even less, I won't pay a penny for you to learn abnormalities-

-Maybe I dont explained myself well. First, she will stay here - and the snake had stood between them and showed its large fangs while hissing in a threatening tone, causing the adult to lean back until he fell on the couch, while his cousin hid in his mother's arms -Don't worry, I will take care of feeding her and as for school, I will manage to pay for my studies but first I must wait for the instructions by mail. Until then we will not see each other more than what is necessary,-

-¡Petunia, do something!- Her husband implored her, but the woman was just motionless while her son clung to her arms.

-I'll go to the kitchen to prepare some dinner, I'll eat it in Dudley's old room, he hasn't used it in years so I can be more comfortable than in the cupboard and they won't have to deal with our presence- his cousin was about to he tried to protest but his mother stopped him before he did anything stupid-¿Is something wrong?- he asked in an intimidating manner.

-No, nothing. Go and do it quickly because I have to prepare food for the others- she responded with an expression of fear and resignation.

-It will only take me a second- and he went to the kitchen to prepare a ham and cheese sandwich, a glass of milk and an apple that he would eat later, what for most was a normal sandwich, for Harry it was a banquet considering the food to which he was accustomed to receiving. His snake accompanied him to the room, after he closed the door and placed the tray of food on the nightstand, he collapsed on the bed without being able to believe the scene from a moment ago.

-¿Are you okay? You need to eat something, you are very thin, Master Harry-

-I already told you that you can call me by my name. Yes, I feel fine, it's just that it's hard for me to believe that I finally stood up to him, not only to my cousin, but also to my uncles ¿I wasn't too dramatic? -He hissed at her while taking a bite to his mouth. .

-Not at all. It was, sorry, you were too kind to them, I would have gladly given them a lesson-

-I appreciate it but it is not necessary. For a second I thought about taking it out on them for the times they have treated me badly, but that's not me, I don't like to use violence. Even so, I won't let them do it again or hurt you - and she offered him some of the cold meat. It wasn't a small rodent or mammal but it was an acceptable substitute until he found something more appropriate for his friend.

-You have a compassionate soul and I can feel that you have great potential. You will achieve great things, you will see, I am grateful and honored that you share your food and your room with me-

-Thank you for telling me about the world I belong to and for being by my side- he replied as she ran her hand over her cold skin. While he finished his dinner he began to look around the place, there were old toys, a radio that luckily worked even though his cousin had torn off the antenna and a shelf of books, the only thing that was in good condition and dusty. . He just grabbed one and smiled when he saw the title "Alice in Wonderland."


The next few days passed quickly and Harry had settled into the new routine. He woke up when it was almost dawn, since he had the habit of getting up before everyone and preparing breakfast for them, the difference is that this time he only prepared his own and took it with him on a small tray, which he was going to eat in the garden of the house where Hera was waiting for him since she preferred to hunt for her breakfast. The boy watched thoughtfully as the sun appeared on the horizon until the snake broke the silence -Happy birthday Harry. Today is the day that everything will change-

-Thank you Hera, I just hope the school doesn't make a mistake and forget about me-

-I don't think so, they make sure that every child receives the letter and in your case they don't want to make a mistake-

-What do you mean by "my case"?-

-I have been trying to find out your origins, a Parseltongue-speaking child is very rare and even rarer is that he lives with Muggles. All I could find out is that the name Harry Potter is well known in the wizarding world, ever since you were a baby-

-Maybe my parents were famous-

-No, you are. I heard they call you "the boy who lived"-

-What a strange nickname, anyway, I guess when I get to Hogwarts I will be able to find out more about my family, maybe the school library will have information about the hospital where I was born- he replied. He was thinking about going to wait for the mail from the entrance of the house until he heard the noise of a bird and when he looked up he saw an owl hooting who perched on the branch of a tree -Nice, I thought these birds only live in the forests or nearby - he took some crumbs that had been left from his breakfast and offered them to the animal, then he noticed that the bird had a note tied to its leg - Thank you for bringing me the best birthday gift - and he caressed its his plumage who gave him a friendly peck in response.

-I told you they wouldn't forget about you- the snake told him and Harry smiled as he opened the contents of the letter, which said the following:

"Director: Albus Dumbledore (Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Wizard, Chief Wizard, Supreme Chief, International Confederation of Wizards)

Dear Mr. Potter,

We are pleased to inform you that he has a place at Hogwarts School of Magic. Please see the list of necessary equipment and books. Classes begin on September 1.

Very cordially,

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy director "

-It's official, I'm already registered, now I just have to get the items on the list. Wow, that's a lot of things! I don't know if I can pay them- he said to himself.

-Wizards use a different currency than Muggles, maybe you can find out if your parents left you something-

-Maybe, or maybe I can find some work. We'll see - and she entered the house with the intention of going to her room to be able to respond to the school but when she entered she was surprised to hear unknown voices - Harry, honey, can you come? - Her aunt asked.

"Something is wrong. She never spoke to me in that tone before" he thought -Hera go to my room, use the ladder to climb to the window and don't come down if I don't call you- He told the reptile who nodded in response. When he arrived in the living room, he saw her aunt next to a man with broad muscles and gray clothing accompanied by a lady who looked like a librarian -Harry, honey, I'm glad you're here. These people work at a school for children with problems, they are here to help you- she said in a motherly voice.

-Hello Harry, my name is Allison, your aunt Petunia told me that you have a hard time fitting in at school. You have problems to make friends and she also said that you think you can talk to animals- said in a kind but condescending tone.

"They want to make me look crazy to get rid of me and Hera. I'm going to make mincemeat of them!" He shouted to himself, but then he reconsidered - "No, that's what they expect me to do. Very well, let's play along" - I really don't know why they think that, ma'am, it's true that I don't have many friends, but that's because I like to spend time reading in the library, plus my cousin and his gang threaten to beat up anyone who comes near me.

-¡That is not true! My son Dudley is a good boy. He would never do the things he suggests- his aunt shouted.

-Calm down ma'am, let him talk-

-My aunt has been nervous, maybe she has drunk too much wine again- responded, knowing that this lie would divert attention from her to her.

-¿Again?-

-Yes, I think it's because my uncle spends a lot of time working and my cousin has been associating with hooligans and street fights, plus she has had to take care of me since I was a baby, the only son of his late sister. I suppose it couldn't have been easy, since my grandparents always showed a predilection for my mother while she was relegated to the background-

-¡Your mother was a monster! ¡And you are just as abnormal as her!

-Mrs. Dursley, please calm down!-

-¡Believe me! ¡He is a freak! He should be locked up, away from normal people- she screamed, almost pleading as she placed her hands on the woman.

-I think we have heard more than enough- she responded, standing up and motioning to his robust assistant to get up from his seat -Mrs. Dursley, it is clear that there are problems in this house, but they have nothing to do with your nephew. Have you considered doing psychological treatment...?-but it was interrupted.

-¡I am not crazy! ¿Do not you see? He tries to trick them, go ahead, show them what you can do- she yelled at him, but he just shrugged, as if she didn't understand what she meant -He has a snake, he can talk to it! He used his magic to threaten us!-

-Magic...I understand, okay Harry, I think you can go to your room. I would like to speak alone with your uncles-

-Thank you, see you soon ma'am- he said in the most innocent and polite tone possible to clear up any doubts they had about him. Once he went up to her room where she was waiting for him, Hera, he saw through the window how two guys as big as gorillas dragged her away -Enjoy the asylum, old witch-


Harry was finishing packing his suitcase, which didn't take him long, since the few clothes he had were inherited from his cousin. The only souvenir he kept in his suitcase was a little metal soldier that he played with sometimes. It was part of an elegant chess set that had been given to Dudley, who of course never used it. Harry had spent several days learning how to play it and when he finally did, his cousin discovered it and broke the board game and threw away all the pieces. to the fireplace, only the little knight had survived which he kept as a treasure.

The day the men took his aunt to the mental hospital, his cousin started crying and locked herself in his room. That night his uncle was so drunk and angry, because his plan to get rid of him had failed, that he lost his temper and tried to hurt him. He would have made it if he hadn't been protected by Hera, who almost murdered Vernon by strangling him but Harry stopped her so he was just left unconscious. It was there that he understood that this was not his house and would never be, he took money from the adult's wallet and some gold and silver jewelry that his aunt had in a jewelry box, since he assumed that he could sell them in a pawn shop to get the money he needed to survive and pay for school supplies.

-You should have let him finish him off, he was a monster- Hera told him.

-That thought crossed my mind but then the police would come to ask questions and investigate what happened. I can't go to Hogwarts if I'm in the Juvenile Delinquency School and I won't let them take you away from me-

-On another occasion, when you are more powerful -

-Yes maybe. But for now let's focus on how important my magical education is. Come on, I want to leave this place once and for all-

-¿Do you know where you should go?-

-There is a homeless shelter not far from here. I know this because I remember my uncle saying that it was a waste of his taxes to feed lazy people and criminals. Then I'll see how to get to the magical world from there- Once he was heading to the door he saw his cousin who was looking at him with hatred.

-All of this is your fault. Because of you, my mother is locked up in a mental hospital and your snake attacked my father-

-¿Do you think I wanted this Dudley? Your parents treated me as if I were a burden imposed on them for as long as I can remember and when my life finally began to improve they tried to make me out to be crazy and lock me up, I only defended myself. You were the worst, you always bothered me and mistreated me and I never did anything to deserve it, you are my cousin, my family. We could have been like brothers or at least good friends, but you decided that it was more fun to insult and humiliate me, both at school and at home, well that's it. I will not let anyone treat me like you did again, never again - and he left there without looking back and starting his new life.


Harry was on his way to the shelter where he planned to spend the night until he found something better, while his friend fed on some insects and rodents. He wondered if they would let him stay there since they usually only admit adults, children his age are usually sent to an orphanage. He was thinking of inventing some convincing lie to get them to admit him and just at that moment the biggest person he had ever seen in his life appeared.

-¿Harry? ¡By Merlin's beard! ¿Shouldn't you be at home?

-¿Who are you? ¿How do you know my name?

-Sorry, my manners. My name is Rubeus Hagrid, I am the keeper of the Keys and Grounds of Hogwarts.

-¿Hogwarts? Then you are a magician too-

-Emm something like that, I went to school but they expelled me when I was in my third year. Now I work as a forest ranger, but that doesn't matter, I came to look for you. Professor Dumbledore sent me for you, I guess it's appropriate since I was the one who brought you when you were just a baby-

-¿You sent me to live with my uncles? -He asked with some distrust.

-Well, they are the only family you had, I guess it was the right thing to do. He said it was better if I was the one to accompany you. Come, we better go-

-¿Where will we go?-

-To Diagon Alley in London, we can leave your suitcase in the "Leaky Cauldron" and spend the night there. We must also make a stop at Gringotts, the wizarding bank since you will also need money to buy the list of materials needed to start school.

Given that answer, Harry did not hesitate to accompany him -Let's go then. Wait, I read that first year students can have pets, like owls, toads. Do they also allow snakes?

-¿Snakes? Mmm, not that I know ¿Why do you ask? - and the second after asking that question, Hera came out of some bushes and climbed up from the ground on his back until she was resting on Harry's shoulders and surrounding Harry's neck in a protective manner -¿Do you have a snake?-

-It's not my pet, it's my friend. It was she who told me about magic-

-¿Can you talk to snakes?-

-Yes, I know that some are scared of that ability but for me it is something great. Thanks to that I was able to understand her and with her help my cousin stopped bothering me and prevented my uncle from hitting me.

-¿Those muggles hit you?- He asked, more surprised than when he learned that he could speak Parseltongue.

-Last night was the first time they tried, that's why I wanted to leave. I prefer the street or the orphanage rather than living there-

-I can't believe it, I knew they weren't the warmest people but it gets into my head that they treated you that way. No child deserves that, especially the son of James and Lily Potter.

-¿Did you know my parents?-

-Sure, they started school many years after me, but they were the most honest and brave people I have ever met and you Harry, are the living image of your father, except for your eyes, they are identical to your mother's- he replied. and Harry smiled, since it was the first time that someone had given him a compliment and told him something about his parents -Look, we better hurry up, I'm sure you have a lot of questions, I'll try to answer as much as I can, but first we have homework to do-

-Okay ¿Will we go by bus or by train?- and the man laughed at the question.

-I'm sorry, it shows that you have grown up without knowing anything about magic. Magicians use brooms or they usually appear from one place to another, but we don't have brooms and you are too young to appear so we will go on my motorcycle, it is the same one I brought you on when you were a baby -And he showed him his vehicle -You better hold on tight and if I were you I would tell your friend to hide in your suitcase or inside your clothes-

-¿Won't it take us long going down the road?- He asked as he grabbed the man from behind to avoid falling.

-With this beauty we don't need routes or paths- and after making a loud noise when turning it on, he began to gain speed and then rise into the air away from there -I hope you're not scared of heights-

-Is incredible! It's the best walk I've ever taken in my life!

Once they arrived at the place Hagrid made sure that his suitcase and Hera were in a room at the inn while he gave her a quick explanation about the wizarding world, such as the fact that they must maintain anonymity from the magical world of the Muggles. and that those who have not reached the age of majority cannot use magic outside of school or they could be expelled -¿Is that why you were expelled from school?

-Errr, no. Let's just say I used to get into a lot of trouble, the only one who stood up for me was Dumbledore. A great man, he gave me a job that I really enjoy, a house near the school grounds, I owe him everything. Come on, let's go in at once - and when Harry entered the bank called Gringotts he was surprised to see that it was run by small creatures dressed like lawyers or businessmen.

-¿What are those creatures?- He asked, somewhat intimidated by their appearance.

-They are goblins, very intelligent but not very friendly. You stay close, don't worry - and once they reached the counter he spoke to the man who seemed to be the manager - Hello -

-¿Can I help you?-

-Hello, Mr. Harry Potter is coming to make a small retreat, it is his first time here-

-I see ¿And Mr. Harry Potter has his key?- he asked coldly and Hagrid put his thick hand in one of the pockets of his coat for a while until he took out a small golden key and handed it to the elf -And I also have something to give him from Professor Dumbledre about you-know-what- and he handed him an envelope and the goblin changed the expression on his face.

-Very well, I will see that they are taken care of properly and he signaled to another goblin -This is Griphook, he will escort you- Hagrid and Harry followed Griphook towards one of the exit doors of the hall, there was what looked like a entrance to an underground cave and a carriage that remained on rails, once they went up they began to move at high speed.

-For Merlin's sake. I forgot how much he hated this. I prefer to move on the motorcycle or if I could I would fly on the back of a dragon.

-¿Do dragons exist? ¡Awesome!-

They arrived at their first stop, where there was a huge metal door, while Hagrid leaned on a rock to recover from the dizziness, Griphook used Harry's key to open the vault and gave him a small bow to tell him that he could enter, when Harry He entered and could not believe what he saw: several rows of gold coins, many silver coins and hundreds of bronze coins. He had no doubt that the Dursleys didn't know anything about Harry's money or they would have tried to take it.

-I understand that this is his first time here, Mr. Potter, so I will explain. The gold ones are Galleons, the silver ones are Sickles and the bronze ones are called Knuts. Seventeen silver sickles make a galleon and twenty-nine knuts equal a sickle. Before leaving the bank, your key will be returned to you. In case of loss or theft, you must fill out a form so that we can issue you a copy.

-Understood- and when he turned to see a shield hanging on the wall, painted red and gold with a black emblem, he saw something that caught his attention more than the fortune he had seen before. It was a painting of her parents (although they seemed to have been portrayed as a medieval couple) on her wedding day, her father was hugging her mother who looked beautiful in her wedding dress, both of them They looked very happy.

-Her father brought her several years ago, he was the type of magician who valued her romantic relationships as his material goods-

-I understand- he said, smiling, I have a question ¿How much do you think I should withdraw to pay for my first year at Hogwarts? And the little man gave him a couple of quick tips while Hagrid was waiting for them in the carriage.

-Well, we must continue, please follow me, Mr. Potter- And they continued on their way until they reached the vault where Hagrid had to make a retreat. Harry imagined that there must be something of great value, such as jewelry, gold bars, valuable documents, etc., but he was disappointed to see a small object wrapped in newspaper tied with a thread. But then he remembered that in the magical world things are not what they seem -¿What is that Hagrid?

-I'm sorry Harry but it's a very important matter and I promised not to say anything to anyone and don't mention this to anyone, okay? Well, we're done here, I have a package to send and you have to go shopping- he replied. Once they returned from where they entered, the gobblin gave him his key before opening the carriage door.

-Thank you for everything Mr. Griphook- and he extended his arm to shake his hand which caused the goblin to look at him strangely -I'm sorry, did I say something wrong?-

-They're not used to having physical contact with wizards- Hagrid replied quietly.

-Oh, sorry. I didn't know...- he said embarrassed.

-You don't need to apologize Mr. Potter, I was surprised that's all. It was a privilege to serve you-

-The ride was very fun, see you soon-

-You are a very peculiar young man, Mr. Potter- he told him before he left.


The first thing Harry did then was go to the robe shop which was run by a woman called Madame Malkin while Hagrid went to the post office there. After taking his measurements and paying him, he went to the store in front where he bought the books that he would need for his first year, and others that caught his attention. Harry knew that there were many books that he was not prepared for, so he asked the seller what would be a good complementary material for the first year material and a couple that would serve as a preview for when he starts his second year.

-Wow, someone is very excited to start-

-I like to read and learn-

-A diligent student, you will surely be in Ravenclaw, my old house. There we appreciate intelligence and have a strong respect for knowledge and learning. I hope you make good use of those books, although if you make the Quidditch team I hope you also take the cup-

-I will- he responded, pretending that he understood what the adult told him at the beginning so as not to look bad. When he left the premises Hagrid was waiting for him with an owl in a cage.

-Happy Birthday! His name is Archimides. I figured it would be good for you to have an owl since they are very intelligent and useful animals for sending mail-

-Hagrid That's amazing! You shouldn't have- he said, happy to see the animal who had beautiful white plumage. It was the first time someone gave him a real gift.

-It was a pleasure, now you have a feathered friend in addition to your snake. I have always liked animals, I am happy to see that you get along well with them too. You know, my cabin is near the forest, your snake could live comfortably there, close to nature and being well cared for. You could go see her whenever you want-

-I'm sure he would love it. Thank you so much-

-You're welcome, now let's go for the last material: your wand. No one better than Ollivanders- It was what he had been wanting the most since he discovered magic. As soon as he entered through the door, a man appeared to him leaning on a ladder with wheels, he had all the appearance of a librarian.

-Ahh Mr. Potter, I knew I would see you one day- and after getting off he approached a shelf where there were various packages -I still remember when his mother came to get his wand. Just like this model, twenty-six centimeters long, elastic, made of willow, ideal for incantations - and he handed him the wand waiting for something to happen, but nothing - Mmm I see, well try this one, mahogany wand. Twenty-eight and a half centimeters. Flexible. A little more powerful and excellent for transformations, like your father's - but nothing happened either, after trying several Harry began to fear that they would never find a wand for him and that they would tell him that there was an error in his letter - Don't worry I have never left a customer dissatisfied, I wonder... - and he took out a box which he had to shake off the dust first, when Harry held the wand in his hands he felt a warmth in his fingers and it began to release colored sparks - Curious... very curious Mr. Potter.

-Sorry ¿But what's so curious?-

-I remember every wand I have sold, although in reality it is the wand that chooses the wizard Mr. Potter. The phoenix tail from which the feather on your wand came gave another feather, just one more. And it's really very curious that you were destined for that wand, when it was his sister who gave you that scar-" he responded, pointing to his forehead.

After leaving the shop, Harry and Hagrid went to the inn to eat something. Harry barely ate anything as he was thinking about what Ollivanders had told him ¿Is something wrong, Harry? You are very quiet-

-¿Do you know who gave me this scar? -And when the boy asked Hagrid he stopped eating and his face changed expression -¿Does it have to do with the death of my parents? I know something bad happened to them, please I want to know-

-Look Harry, I'll tell you what I can. I guess you would know sooner or later, you must understand that not all magicians are good, some are evil and use their magic to cause harm. The worst of all was called V...Vol...Voldemort- he said almost trembling as if that person were present -Please don't make me repeat it. Anyway, this... this magician, about twenty, maybe thirty years ago, started looking for followers. And he got them. Some because they were afraid of him, others just wanted a little of his power, because he was gaining power. They were dark days, Harry. You didn't know who to trust... Terrible things happened. He was taking over everything. Of course, some opposed him and he killed them and not only the wizards, he also enjoyed hurting the muggles, he considered them as inferior beings and unfortunately there are wizards who also thought and still think that nonsense-

-¿Did he kill my parents?-

-Yes- he said sadly -Your parents were the most intelligent witches of their generation, talented, brave and honest, they never wanted to associate with black magic or those who practice it. You-Know-Who killed them and also tried to kill you but he couldn't do it. Have you ever wondered how you got that mark on your forehead? It is not a common cut. It happened when a powerful devilish curse touched you. It was the one that ended your mother, your father and many other wizards, but it didn't work on you, and that's why you're famous, Harry. No one he had decided to kill survived, no one except you. That's why you're known as "The Boy Who Lived"-

Harry was processing everything he had just heard -Thank you for telling me this, I always wanted to know what had happened to them and the origin of my scar. There is another thing I want to ask you-

-Yeah?-

-¿What the hell is Ravenclaw and Quidditch?- And his friend's face seemed to lighten, as if he had moved on to a happier topic.

-You have so much to learn- he replied with a smile.


Harry was lying in his room at the inn, finishing reading his book on transformations for beginners, the first one he had read was the history of magic, he figured that if he was going to start school he should know everything possible about that place, specially if he would spend almost the entire year there, he really enjoyed reading it, although not as much as the spell book on transformations and potions. But the one he most wanted was the defense against the dark arts book, so he decided to leave it for last.

-So many spells, it's a shame I can't use them yet because I'm out of school- he said to himself.

-Actually, if you can, at least here- said Hera, who was lying next to her, while Archie (she decided to call her owl that way since it was easier) was leaning on the window eating some seeds.

-What are you talking about? Hagrid told me that he could get me in trouble with the Ministry of Magic if they found out I did magic-

-They detect the magic, not the one who performs it. If you did it in a muggle area like where you lived, they would know it would be you, but if it was in a place where several wizards usually lived then they would assume it was an adult and you wouldn't raise suspicions-

-Wow, I didn't know that. I'll try something simple ¡Lumos! -And from the tip of his wand a flash of powerful light came out -¡Great! Let's see, another more difficult one: ¡WInguardium leviosa! -and the chair in his room began to rise through the air little by little.

-I told you you had talent- his friend told him and in that moment of distraction he lost control and the chair flew with force to the ceiling causing it to break- Still, go easy, don't try to run before you walk boy- and Harry started laughing, it was the first time he had so much fun.

-Yes, I think that was enough for today. Come, I'd better get ready, there's a train to take ¡Bauleo! -And all of his things were placed in his suitcase automatically -¡Here I go Hogwarts!-


Harry was walking through King's Cross station, he was so excited that he still couldn't believe it, he understood that he had to enter platform 9 3/4, it seemed like a strange name to him but he was already beginning to understand how the magical world works. Just when he reached the point between platform 9 and 10 he was somewhat confused, until he heard a red-haired woman with several children accompanying her -It's always the same, every year it's full of muggles-

-It's a train station, it's always full of people- she answered -Fred, George, you go first- and Harry was stunned to see that they crossed the wall that was between both platforms.

-Excuse me, could you tell me how...?-But he couldn't continue since he felt embarrassed for asking for help for something that seemed like a child could do.

-¿Enter the platform? Don't worry honey ¿it's your first time right? It happens to everyone, my son Ronald will also start Hogwarts - he responded, showing his son who had the same red hair as his mother, his brothers and the girl who was with them - It just goes through the wall, it's almost like passing through an invisible curtain-

-Thank you so much Mrs-

-Good luck the girl said timidly, smiling. Passing through the supposed wall in just a second he found himself on the platform, it was full of children saying goodbye to their families. Harry left his suitcase in the luggage compartment while Hera and Archie traveled in the animal car, the employee offered to carry them himself but he preferred to do it in person.

-I don't like this type of transportation- said Hera.

-Don't worry, soon you will be in the forest, enjoying the outdoors, the grass and many food options-

-Away from you, I don't like leaving you alone-

-I'll be fine, I promise to always visit you. Besides, I must start my magical education, you said it, I must strengthen myself and improve my skills and it would be good to learn to defend myself, law of the jungle ¿Right? -

-You learn quickly- she hissed at him and Harry smiled as she caressed his skin. After leaving there he went to the student car, luckily he found an empty one and settled there while reading a book of incantations, after a while the same boy from the platform appeared in his compartment.

-Hello, sorry but ¿Do you mind if I sit here? All the others are full-

-Go ahead, there's plenty of room-

-Thank you, my name is Ronald Weasley, but they call me Ron- he said, shaking his hand.

-My pleasure, I'm Harry, Harry Potter- and at the mention of his name the boy opened his eyes wide.

-¡Wow! It's you, I can't believe it, hey, can I see it?

-¿What thing?-

-You know... the scar-he asked shyly.

-Sure, no problem- and Harry showed it to him. Just then the lady with the snack cart passed by asking if they wanted to buy her something. Ron responded by shaking his head, but from the way he looked at the candys the woman was carrying it was obvious that he did want it. Harry knew that feeling well, he had experienced it every time Dudley received a birthday or Christmas gift like that. So he bought several to share. After a while they were eating all kinds of sweets and talking about school.

-¿And do you already know which house you are going to stay in?-

-I thought the sorting hat was the one who would send us to our respective homes-

-Well yes, but my parents tell me that for some it is obvious, I will surely end up in Griffindor, like everyone in my family. I see that you really like to read- he said when he saw the books that Harry had next to him. Maybe you'll end up in Ravenclaw, they're very studious and clevers-

-I don't know, I read that each house stands out with some quality or personality and I still don't know which one suits me the most-

-I just hope you don't end up in Slytherin-

-¿What would be wrong?-

-Well, they say that all the dark wizards have gone to that house, you-you-know-who went there-

-Just because Voldemort went to that house doesn't mean that they are all bad, I'm sure there have been evil Griffindors or Ravenclaws- he answered and Ron got uncomfortable when he heard that name, which seemed a little childish to Harry. Just then a brown-haired girl interrupted them.

-Hello ¿haven't you seen a toad? One of the boys lost his pet- she asked them and both boys shook their heads -I see, well, it will surely appear I'm Hermione Granger, by the way-

-Nice to meet you, this is Ron and I'm Harry-

-¡Oh! You're Harry Potter, right? I have read a lot about you-

-Well, you have me at a disadvantage since I don't know anything about you- he joked and made room for her to sit with them and eat some candy.

-I am a muggleborn, my parents are dentists. At first they were very surprised that their daughter was a witch, but now they are very excited-

-My father works on the incorrect use of Muggle objects, when a wizard casts a spell on an object in front of a non-wizard my father is in charge of returning it to normal and unmemorizing the Muggles. He loves his electronic gadgets.

-Cool, I can't wait for you to teach us how to perform spells and potions ¿Have any of you been practicing? -

-I read several books but it's a shame that they don't let us perform magic outside of school-

-I think we can here ¡Avis!-And several birds came out of his wand and flew into the compartment and others landed on his shoulders.

-¡That was incredible!-

-You shouldn't do that Harry. It's against the rules and you could get in trouble-

-We're not at school yet, but if you say so...- and he made the birds disappear. It won't be long until we arrive, it will be better if we change- she told them when he saw that the train was not far from its destination. After a few minutes all the students were coming down and he saw Hagrid waving while he held a lamp.

-¡First years over here!-

-Hello Hagrid ¿Will you accompany us in the carriage to the castle?-

-¡Harry! Good to see you boy. First years must travel by boat, it is tradition-

-That man is huge, I thought he was a giant- Ron commented as they headed towards the castle in the boats.

-That would make it cooler- he replied. Once they got to the lobby an older lady was waiting for them who looked very strict, Harry assumed she was the vice principal who had sent him her letter.

-Good morning students, my name is Minerva Mc Gonagall, I am the vice principal and I will be your transformations teacher. At Hogwarts there are four houses, Griffindor, Ravenclaw, Slytherin and Hufflepuff, once they are selected their house will be their home and their family, for every good deed or task performed your will be awarded points and for every time you break the rules they will be taken away. , at the end of the year the house that obtains the most points will win the cup. I hope I've been clear about that, wait a second-

-So it's true- said a boy with blonde hair and a self-sufficient face -Harry Potter will start the year with us, my name is Malfoy, Draco Malfoy- and Ron made a small snort with his nose, which did not go unnoticed - ¿Do you think my name is funny? I don't need to ask yours, red hair, hand-me-down clothes, you're a Weasley. My father says there are so many of them that they all live crowded together in a shack- he replied and when it seemed like a fight was about to start, Harry pulled out his wand and threw a ball of blue light to distance them.

-¡Enough! If you want to fight, do it after we have been selected and the teachers are not present, unless you want to be punished or expelled before the start of the year - he told them and both children remained silent, just at that moment Professor McGonagall returned.

-Follow me please- and she led them into the Great Hall where all the students and teachers were waiting for them in their seats -Once you are called, come and the sorting hat will send you to your respective homes.

-¡Abbott, Hannah!- A girl with a pink face and blonde braids came out of the row, she put on her hat, which covered her eyes, and sat down. A moment's pause—HUFFLEPUFF!—the hat shouted. The table on the right applauded as Hannah went to sit with those from her house.

-¡Boot, Terry! -RAVENCLAW!-

-Longbottom, Neville! -And the chubby boy sat trembling in the chair while the teacher placed his hat on him, which seemed to meditate for a while until he opened his lips -GRIFFINDOR!

Harry began to notice that sometimes the hat would call out the name of the house right away, but other times it would take a while to decide -Granger, Hermione- The girl almost ran to the stool and put on her hat, very nervous. —GRYFFINDOR! —the enchanted object shouted. Malfoy stepped forward at the sound of his name and the hat screamed as soon as it touched his head: SLYTHERIN! Malfoy went to meet his friends very pleased.

-Potter, Harry!- and when it was his turn he saw how many pointed at him and spoke in low voices, which made him feel uncomfortable.

When the teacher placed the hat on him, he could feel a voice speaking in his head -Difficult. Very difficult. There is talent, yes, bravery and a very peculiar mind, this is very interesting... So, where will I put you?

-Any house where that conceited Malfoy isn't- he answered mentally.

-Ahh yes, the Malfoy boy. Another pureblood very confident in his status and lineage, but not as skilled as he believes. I'll tell you something, Slytherins hate losing to Griffindors, but Malfoy would hate to lose to anyone, especially if he was in the same house as him and took away the limelight he enjoys so much. The decision is yours, boy, but something tells me that the snake house is the ideal one for you - and given that logic, Harry understood what he wanted to tell him. He could go to Griffindor with Hermione, since she seemed like a smart girl but also too rigid when it came to the rules, then he thought about Ron, how his parents want him to follow in their footsteps and that many probably had expectations of him. In the end, he remembered what Hera had told him when he met her, about not having prejudices against the unknown so he decided to give it a try.

-Go ahead-

-SLYTHERIN!- and for a few seconds the entire room was silent. Until the students of that house began to applaud and everyone came out of their lethargy while cheering "We have Potter, we have Potter!" After being selected he went to sit at his table, while the teacher continued calling the rest.

-Weasley, Ronald!- and when it was his friend's turn, the hat took the same time as Malfoy but he sent it to Griffindor. Those in his group received him with joy, especially his older brothers who were congratulating him. After a while everyone was taking their rightful place, at that moment the school principal said a few brief words, welcoming them, that the Quidditch trials would be the second week of school and reminding them that they should stay away from the forbidden forest. , especially the third floor hallway, on the right side, unless they are looking for a painful death. Most remained silent, Harry was one of the few who laughed quietly.

-I have nothing else to say except ¡LET'S EAT!- and the tables were automatically filled with trays of all kinds of food, a banquet fit for a king. Something Harry had never seen before, he was definitely starting to like that place, he started trying different bites although he was soon full since he wasn't used to eating too much. He was observing the teachers and noticed that one teacher in particular was looking at him strangely.

-Excuse me ¿Who is the professor in the black robe?-

-Ah, it's Professor Snape, the head of our house. He teaches potions although what he really wants to teach is Defense against the Dark Arts, but for now that position is occupied by Professor Quirrell- he answered, referring to the man wearing a turban. And as he continued looking at the adults he felt a stab of pain in his scar.

-¿Are you okay? -One of his companions asked him.

-Yes, I'm fine, maybe it's tiredness-

-You better rest well, tomorrow is our first day and we must make a good impression. My name is Blaise Zabinni, my pleasure-

-Likewise- he replied, returning the gesture. Once they finished dinner they were escorted by the prefects to the dungeons of the Common House. The entire place was covered with the typical colors of their house, it seemed like a gloomy but at the same time mysterious place, after the prefect of His house made them sit together.

-Welcome rookies, I will be brief: you are here for a reason, the sorting hat believes that you can maintain the pride of our house and I hope so, get good grades, win the Quidditch matches and if you are thinking about breaking the rules or doing something stupid, do your best not to be discovered. Now go rest-


The next day they had their first astronomy and history of magic classes, which seemed to Harry to be the most boring subjects he had ever seen, but he knew that not everything would be fun. When they finally had transformations with Griffindor, things started to get better. more interesting. After making a number of complicated notes, Professor McGonagall gave them each a match to try to turn it into a needle, but only Harry and Hermione succeeded, the professor used her work as an example to the others.

-¡Excellent! 5 points for both houses. I hope next time everyone can achieve it-

-Good job with the pin- Harry told her and the girl blushed a little.

-Thank you, you were great too. See you in potions-

Potions classes were held downstairs, in a dungeon. It was much colder there than up there, in the main part of the castle, when the professor finished taking roll he gave a short speech:

-They will not make silly movements with the wands in my class, they are here to learn the delicate art of making potions, only few appreciate the subtlety and beauty of this branch of magic. I can teach you to bottle fame, create glory, and even stop death, but only those who are willing to use their minds - And just at that moment her gaze focused on him - Ahh Mr. Potter, the new celebrity of the house Slytherin. Tell me, what do I get if I add asphodel root powder to an infusion of wormwood?-

Harry saw that only Hermione had raised her hand but she still responded -The filter of the living dead sir, a very powerful sleeping potion-

-That's right, five points for Slytherin ¿Where would you look if I told you to find me a bezoar?-

-It is a stone found in the stomach of a goat, it is effective against most poisons but it is always advisable to have antidotes-

-Correct Mr. Potter, another 10 points for Slytherin- Ron made a comment in a low voice to his partner and the professor noticed it -Mr. Weasley, can you tell me what the difference is between aconite and luparia?- and the redhead remained silent, while Hermione had her hand raised -How disappointing. Mr. Potter ¿Can you respond?-

-Yes sir but ¿Why don't you let Hermione answer too? It is evident that she knows the answer - and everyone remained silent, it seems that no one had ever dared to question Professor Snape, especially a member of his house.

-I'm asking you, Mr. Potter- he said, beginning to lose patience.

-They are the same thing sir-

Right, another five points for Slytherin. Today's class consists of preparing the cure for boils, you will work in pairs, choose your partner, quickly- Most of them got together with whoever was next to them, Harry went straight to Hermione and asked the girl if she wanted to work with him, which they gladly accepted, none of them noticed that their classmates and the teacher himself were looking at them strangely.

Time flew by with the coming and going of the students who did not stop cutting and mixing the ingredients in their cauldrons, the class was almost over and the majority had not managed to make the potion look the way it should, the only ones who could do it. It was Harry, Malfoy and Hermione, whose cauldrons were emitting clouds of acid green color and a loud whistle came out of them, just as a small explosion was heard where Neville and Seamus were.

-¡Enough! Mr. Finnigan, please escort Longbottom to the infirmary. Clearly few of you understand the basics of brewing potions and I doubt all of you will pass. Empty contents safely and leave.

Once they left there Harry stood next to Hermione who was walking carrying a couple of books in her hands -I thought I wouldn't make it, you are better than me at preparing potions-

-You only took a minute longer than me, you would have done it without anyone's help-

-¿Hey, do you want us to do our History homework? It's the least fun subject so I prefer to do it first and spend more time on Transformations.

-Sure- she answered and at that moment Malfoy and Ron approached.

-What do you think you're doing, Potter?- He asked him, while Ron did the same with the girl for being so friendly with Harry.

-What's your problem Malfoy?-

-I'm asking you the same thing Ron, if I want to work with Harry or any member of another house I can do it-

-You should not associate with blood traitors and muggle-borns-

-¿You see it? He's a Slytherin! They are all the same-

-You two are so similar- Harry said to both boys and they were perplexed -You, Malfoy, think that because you are a "pureblood" and come from a wealthy family, you are better than everyone else, and you, Ron, think that anyone who is of Slytherin is bad without even knowing it. I am the same Harry who shared his candys with you on the train and I would have gladly helped you make the potion that Professor Snape asked us for if you had asked me. If you want to continue wasting your time arguing who is better or which house is superior, that's up to you, I prefer to really learn and get good grades. Come on, Hermione - and he stood next to her to help her carry her books, while they left back to their companions who were left speechless when they saw them leave together.


Hermione and Harry were sitting at a table in the library surrounded by several books while they were writing on their parchments. They had only spoken to compare their essays. -Hey Harry, aren't you going to get in trouble with your classmates for associating with me?-

-I'm not interested in what others think or expect of me, I can be friends with a Muggleborn or Hagrid, the gamekeeper, if I want. Do you want to accompany me to visit him tomorrow? He's great, he knows a lot about magical creatures-

-I would love to- she said smiling and at that moment Weasley and Malfoy appeared almost at the same moment.

-¿Can we help you?- Hermione asked. Both boys wanted to talk but due to pride and/or shame they couldn't. They looked at each other like fools, until Ron spoke, -Malfoy, I...we...we're wondering if we can do our homework with you-

-Sure, you just had to ask, sit down- Harry said. Ron sat next to Hermione and the blonde next to him.

-Don't think that we are friends Potter, I only do this because it suits me, nothing more-

-I know- and he handed her a book and a bottle of ink so she could start doing her work.

-Doesn't it bother you knowing that I'm using you?-

-Maybe it's me who's better off having you around, I'm willing to give you a hand with your homework as long as you don't make those comments when Ron and Hermione are present and also that you keep an eye out if you hear that some of our house are planning to play a trick on me. Something tells me that I'm not going to be very popular with my classmates, so I could use someone to keep an eye open-

-Well, you do seem to fit in very well in Slytherin- Ron said, laughing and Harry couldn't help but laugh too. After a few seconds everyone was doing the same, even Malfoy couldn't help but smile.

Yes, they are definitely friends, they just haven't realized it yet.


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