Plot: The Potters were attacked, Lily survived but was left in a magical coma, leaving her three children on their own. Big Brother Harry is on a mission to protect his younger siblings from all that dare try to harm them. Harry's not the BWL. Harry/Daphne (both will be older students)

Scene 1:

Iris Potter smiled brightly after the hat sorted her into Gryffindor, she made her way to the table as the other tables cheered, though none louder than the Gryffindor table which screamed and cheered as if they'd just been given the secrets to immortal life. After sitting down and being introduced to many of her Gryffindor tables, she watched as the sorting continued.

Occasionally she would glance towards her twin brother, Daniel, who was sitting at the Ravenclaw table. Despite being born as twins, the two had many differences besides him being a boy and him being a girl. She had red hair and green eyes, apparently like their mother. Meanwhile, Daniel had chocolate-brown eyes and brown hair. She was a bit surprised that they weren't in the same house, but it made sense, Daniel liked books more than she did.

Soon the feast started, it was a bit awkward, trying to eat when everybody kept staring at her and occasionally trying to talk to her. She didn't totally believe that she was famous when her big brother told her, she had just started to consider the idea when she arrived at Hogwarts and found everyone staring at her like she was some sort of celebrity. Oh right, she was the girl who lived, a survivor of killing curses and destroyer of dark wizards.

"So," A pair of older twin boys said at the same time, judging by the red hair they were likely brothers to the boy that had been in their compartment, Ron Weasley. These were probably the twins he mentioned, Fred and George. "Nice to meet the lass who had the audacity to live," The two said with bright smiles.

"Um...thanks," She said awkwardly, not really sure what to say.

"Want a sweet?" One of them offered, holding out a red-wrapped candy.

"Oh, I..." She paused when she saw the twins stiffen just before she felt a familiar pair of hands place themselves on her shoulder.

"If I find out that she eats even one of your little prank sweets then I'm going to start having words with the pair of you," A low voice threatened. She couldn't help but smile as she looked back and saw her big brother standing behind her. Her brother had a handsome face, green eyes that were just like hers and he had messy black hair that he apparently inherited from their father. He stood there, looking tall and strong in his Slytherin uniform as he stared down the twin boys. The twin that had offered the candy had quickly pulled it back before tossing it far away.

"Don't know what you're on about," They said innocently.

"Hmm," Harry huffed.

"What's a Slytherin doing here?!" Ron blurted out.

"Visiting my sister, you got a problem with that, half-pint?" Harry asked challengingly.

"It's good to see you," Iris smiled up at him.

"You too, little lion," Harry smiled at her. "Enjoying yourself so far?"

"Yep," She chirped. "The school looks really nice,"

"Mr Potter, as a prefect, I feel I should remind you that the students are supposed to be sitting at their house tables for the sorting feast," An older redhead said pompously, thrusting his chest out.

"Well, Mr Percival Weasley," Harry began, Iris blinked, how many Weasley's were there? "As an older and more experienced prefect, along with being head boy, I feel I should remind you that I know full well what I am and am not allowed to do. There are no rules stopping me from talking to my sister for a minute, got it?" Percy didn't say anything, though he did turn an alarming shade of red before huffing and turning away.

"You're the head boy?" Hermione asked, seeming very interested. Harry pulled his badge out of his pocket before putting it on his robes, Percy scoffed at that and mumbled something under his breath. "You didn't tell me your brother was head boy," She said to Iris.

"He never told me," Iris said defensively before turning to Harry. "So...shame we're not in the same house, eh?"

"Nah, I feel like Gryffindor would suit you better," Harry said with a small smile. "Ah, I got you a sorting present." He pulled out a small golden ball and placed it in front of his sister. "Tap it with your wand," He told her. She blinked before doing as she was told, the ball suddenly transformed into a moving metal lion the size of her pinky finger. The lion let out a roar and stood proudly before walking towards her and rubbing itself against her hand.

"That's incredible!" She gasped, picking it up. "Did...did you get something for Danny as well?"

"Of course," Harry seemed almost offended that she thought it was possible for him not to have gotten him something. Pulling out another ball, a blue one this time, he tapped it with his wand and it transformed into a blue-coloured bird. Harry gently blew on it and it took flight, flying all the way over to the Ravenclaw table and landing in Daniel's hand. "I got to go before Weasley over there bursts a blood vessel," He said, kissing her head before walking off.

"So...that's your brother?" One boy asked her.

"That's Harry Potter," An older Gryffindor said. "Do not mess with him, he's the most dangerous guy in this school."

"So, what is this meeting about, Mr Malfoy?" Harry asked, calmly and patiently, sitting opposite Lucius Malfoy.

"My son regularly keeps me updated about the going ons of school," Lucius said, sipping his tea. "He informs me that you're quite the teacher,"

"I'm sure," Harry softly snorted. "Did he inform you of the detention I gave him last week?" He asked, causing Lucius to pause and lower his tea.

"I must confess that he did not,"

"He was attempting to bully and harass my betrothed's younger sister."

"Ah yes, Miss Greengrass," Lucius smirked. "Her father is a 'very good' friend of mine, I'm sure he'd be most happy for the pair of you."

"What do you want?" Harry asked stiffly.

"Ah, well...my son has expressed an interest in your sister," Lucius revealed.

"What?" Harry asked slowly.

"I'm offering a marriage between the noble house of Malfoy and the house of Potter, what say you?"

"Tell me...do you like the cane of yours?"

"What?"

"Do you like that cane?"

"I...suppose..."

"You won't in a minute."