Post by cheekymonkey1994 on Nov 18, 2007 11:35:47 GMT
Basically what would of happened if Harry had been raised Sirius. Part of it is of another HP fanifc i began to write but didn't like 
** means thats he's dreaming but ive made it bold to 
Anyway here it goes......
A high pitched scream came from the front door of number four Privit Drive, it was Petunia Dursley. Just moments before hand, she had opened the front door expecting the usual 4pints of milk but instead she was welcomed with a baby. As soon as this baby’s eye’s opened, she was filled with disgust; it was one of hers, one of them.
Still shocked and filled with hatred, she decided to bring the baby inside just in case the neighbours started asking questions. By the time this thing had been brought inside, Vernon had managed to drag himself down the stairs, to find out what on earth had been going on. He was shocked to see a baby, it then hit him.
“Is it hers” he whispered
“Yes” Petunia simply answered. As she said this, Vernon looked like he was going to explode.
“That thing is going this instant” he fumed.
It was then when Petunia noticed a letter; she horridly picked it up and ripped it open.
It read…….
Dear Mr & Mrs Dursley & your son Dudley
Firstly I would like to send my condolences to Petunia and the rest of your family, on the loss of your sister Lily; she was a great witch and an extremely nice person.
On Halloween, your sister and her husband where murdered by a Wizard called Voldermort, I am deeply saddened and would yet again like to send my condolences to you and your family, I like many other people will miss Lily and her husband, James, but she will me missed more greatly by her family, as will be James.
This is where Harry comes in, he also was almost killed, but he survived, because of Lily’s love for him. I have decided to leave Harry with you because you are his closest relatives and I am sure you will look after him as your own. As well as this I do not want him growing up in a world where everyone will know him.
Like I have already said I want you to look after him and treat him like he is your own son. But also in time I want you to tell him his parents, and of course Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the school he will be attending.
As well as this I would like you to tell him anything else you think is of importance, including more about his world, and also how when he does finally ‘enter the barrier’ into his world, how everyone will know his name, and also why this is.
I have performed some magic which will help protect Harry during his childhood and also mot of his teenage years, this spell is quite difficult to explain. So I will try and put it simply, basically if you let Harry return at least once a year until he is sixteen, ad then once more before his seventeenth birthday, this magic will help protect him and your family against Voldermort.
I will once more say how sorry I am for the loss of your sister. I would also like to wish you good luck in the future.
I should not be in contact with you until it is time to send Harry is letter, which will be his ‘invite’ to our school’
Wishing you the very best in the future
Yours sincerely
Albus Dumbledore
p.s I will know if you have followed my ‘instructions’.
“You mean we have to keep him” growled Vernon, “
I’m having none of this he’s going NOW!”
“But they could ki ki kill us” squeaked Petunia.
It was at that moment another letter came, which was quite unusual for a Sunday, but what made it more unusual was that it came flying through one of the open windows. They once again opened it……
Dear Petunia,
There’s been a change in plan. Harry will not be staying with you, but in fact me; I was a good friend of both Lily and James. I am Harry’s godfather and legal guardian. I will arrive tonight at 8 sharp, so be ready. When I arrive I will not have time to explain so I will do now. If anyone comes after I have taken Harry to discover he’s not with you say Wormtail took him, they will know what you mean. Tell no one of this letter, burn it once you have read, as for Harry’s own safety no one can know where he is. Do not worry you are in no danger.
Padfoot
With that the letter was burnt on the already raging fire, and preparations for that night began.
Young Harry Potter was still oblivious to what was going on around him; he had no idea that is parents were dead and that he’d never see them again. His innocent eyes soon closed, and his nightmares began.
**‘There you are’, said Voldemort,’ why don’t you just go I only want Harry.’ A shiver went down Lily’s spine.
‘No please, not Harry’ cried Lily.
‘Get out the way you filthy mudblood’.
‘I won’t let you kill him, help will be here, and they will kill you’.
‘No one can kill me’ he laughed,’ now let me kill him’.
‘No please not Harry’, Lily begged.
‘Just get out the way you stupid girl, and I will spare you your life’.
‘No I won’t let you kill my baby boy’
‘Have to your way you didn’t need to die, but’ cried Voldemort, ’Avada Kedavra’.
A jet of green light shot out of Voldemort’s wand, it hit Lily in the stomach, it seemed to take an age for her to fall to the ground, as her life was unfairly taken away from her. As her final cries faded away, Voldemort once again laughed, his traditional laugh.
‘Now it’s your turn’ he said, as he walked over to Harry, he then raised his wand to Harry’s forehead.
‘This will be easy’ he said smugly, ‘Avada Kedavra’.
A green light shot out of his wand’ as it was about reach Harry, what seemed to be and invisible shield appeared around Harry, and the spell was rebounded. It headed straight towards Voldemort. Then suddenly there was a blinding light, Voldemort got lifted off his feet, as he shot backwards against the wall. The house collapsed around them, the light started to fade away in the night sky.**
The almost silent house was soon filled with screaming and wailing, Petunia sprinted into the lounge and attempted to quieten the young boy, but he just wouldn’t stop. Vernon snatched Harry away from Petunia, and thundered towards the cupboard under the stairs. That was where he stayed for the rest of the day, no light, no food, and no love just the lonesome darkness of the cupboard. However much he screamed or cried he was just ignored, it would have been impossible to tell what was going through the young boys mind. Had his mummy and daddy abandoned him? Did they hate him? Although so young, innocent and unable to speak yet, Harry could already feel all of this, think all of this. Unsure what it meant he could still feel and think it.
“I just want my mummy and daddy” he thought.
Okay thats chapter one, ive got two more written up if anyone wants more
** means thats he's dreaming but ive made it bold to 
Anyway here it goes......
Chapter One: The letters
A high pitched scream came from the front door of number four Privit Drive, it was Petunia Dursley. Just moments before hand, she had opened the front door expecting the usual 4pints of milk but instead she was welcomed with a baby. As soon as this baby’s eye’s opened, she was filled with disgust; it was one of hers, one of them.
Still shocked and filled with hatred, she decided to bring the baby inside just in case the neighbours started asking questions. By the time this thing had been brought inside, Vernon had managed to drag himself down the stairs, to find out what on earth had been going on. He was shocked to see a baby, it then hit him.
“Is it hers” he whispered
“Yes” Petunia simply answered. As she said this, Vernon looked like he was going to explode.
“That thing is going this instant” he fumed.
It was then when Petunia noticed a letter; she horridly picked it up and ripped it open.
It read…….
Dear Mr & Mrs Dursley & your son Dudley
Firstly I would like to send my condolences to Petunia and the rest of your family, on the loss of your sister Lily; she was a great witch and an extremely nice person.
On Halloween, your sister and her husband where murdered by a Wizard called Voldermort, I am deeply saddened and would yet again like to send my condolences to you and your family, I like many other people will miss Lily and her husband, James, but she will me missed more greatly by her family, as will be James.
This is where Harry comes in, he also was almost killed, but he survived, because of Lily’s love for him. I have decided to leave Harry with you because you are his closest relatives and I am sure you will look after him as your own. As well as this I do not want him growing up in a world where everyone will know him.
Like I have already said I want you to look after him and treat him like he is your own son. But also in time I want you to tell him his parents, and of course Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the school he will be attending.
As well as this I would like you to tell him anything else you think is of importance, including more about his world, and also how when he does finally ‘enter the barrier’ into his world, how everyone will know his name, and also why this is.
I have performed some magic which will help protect Harry during his childhood and also mot of his teenage years, this spell is quite difficult to explain. So I will try and put it simply, basically if you let Harry return at least once a year until he is sixteen, ad then once more before his seventeenth birthday, this magic will help protect him and your family against Voldermort.
I will once more say how sorry I am for the loss of your sister. I would also like to wish you good luck in the future.
I should not be in contact with you until it is time to send Harry is letter, which will be his ‘invite’ to our school’
Wishing you the very best in the future
Yours sincerely
Albus Dumbledore
p.s I will know if you have followed my ‘instructions’.
“You mean we have to keep him” growled Vernon, “
I’m having none of this he’s going NOW!”
“But they could ki ki kill us” squeaked Petunia.
It was at that moment another letter came, which was quite unusual for a Sunday, but what made it more unusual was that it came flying through one of the open windows. They once again opened it……
Dear Petunia,
There’s been a change in plan. Harry will not be staying with you, but in fact me; I was a good friend of both Lily and James. I am Harry’s godfather and legal guardian. I will arrive tonight at 8 sharp, so be ready. When I arrive I will not have time to explain so I will do now. If anyone comes after I have taken Harry to discover he’s not with you say Wormtail took him, they will know what you mean. Tell no one of this letter, burn it once you have read, as for Harry’s own safety no one can know where he is. Do not worry you are in no danger.
Padfoot
With that the letter was burnt on the already raging fire, and preparations for that night began.
Young Harry Potter was still oblivious to what was going on around him; he had no idea that is parents were dead and that he’d never see them again. His innocent eyes soon closed, and his nightmares began.
**‘There you are’, said Voldemort,’ why don’t you just go I only want Harry.’ A shiver went down Lily’s spine.
‘No please, not Harry’ cried Lily.
‘Get out the way you filthy mudblood’.
‘I won’t let you kill him, help will be here, and they will kill you’.
‘No one can kill me’ he laughed,’ now let me kill him’.
‘No please not Harry’, Lily begged.
‘Just get out the way you stupid girl, and I will spare you your life’.
‘No I won’t let you kill my baby boy’
‘Have to your way you didn’t need to die, but’ cried Voldemort, ’Avada Kedavra’.
A jet of green light shot out of Voldemort’s wand, it hit Lily in the stomach, it seemed to take an age for her to fall to the ground, as her life was unfairly taken away from her. As her final cries faded away, Voldemort once again laughed, his traditional laugh.
‘Now it’s your turn’ he said, as he walked over to Harry, he then raised his wand to Harry’s forehead.
‘This will be easy’ he said smugly, ‘Avada Kedavra’.
A green light shot out of his wand’ as it was about reach Harry, what seemed to be and invisible shield appeared around Harry, and the spell was rebounded. It headed straight towards Voldemort. Then suddenly there was a blinding light, Voldemort got lifted off his feet, as he shot backwards against the wall. The house collapsed around them, the light started to fade away in the night sky.**
The almost silent house was soon filled with screaming and wailing, Petunia sprinted into the lounge and attempted to quieten the young boy, but he just wouldn’t stop. Vernon snatched Harry away from Petunia, and thundered towards the cupboard under the stairs. That was where he stayed for the rest of the day, no light, no food, and no love just the lonesome darkness of the cupboard. However much he screamed or cried he was just ignored, it would have been impossible to tell what was going through the young boys mind. Had his mummy and daddy abandoned him? Did they hate him? Although so young, innocent and unable to speak yet, Harry could already feel all of this, think all of this. Unsure what it meant he could still feel and think it.
“I just want my mummy and daddy” he thought.
Okay thats chapter one, ive got two more written up if anyone wants more
