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Mage: He guys new story hope you enjoy it.

Description: Dumbledore new Harry wouldn't be safe with the Dursley's so he decided to send Harry to his Great aunt Dorthy Zbornack in hopes that she will give him a life filled with love.

Warning: Possible Yaoi/gay slash.

Disclaimer: I don't own Golden Girls or Harry Potter

Chapter one

Richmond Street was quiet that warm October night, and the street was all but empty, except for an old man in strange clothes, carrying a small bundle. This man just so happened to be one Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

'6149 no, 6150, no but I'm getting close ah their it is 6151' thought Albus, making his way up to the house. He made his way to the front door where he could hear the sound of a telly on and women laughing. Albus placed the wicker basket in front of the door, which contained a baby boy with an angry-looking scar on his head, before he placed an envelope with the name 'Dorthy Zbornak' on it. Once he did that, he rang the doorbell and hid to make sure the baby was picked up.

He watched from behind a nearby tree under a notice-me-not Charm as a brown-haired woman opened the door and looked around to see if anyone was there; he watched as she was about to close the door when the baby's gentle crying caught her attention. Albus could see her visibly gasp, alerting the other women in the house to come to the door. He watched as the brown-haired woman picked up the basket before walking in, followed by the other women before the shortest closed the door.

The girls point of view

The girls had decided to have a night in, not wanting to be bothered with the hot Miami heat, so they decided to do their usual night of eat cheesecake, drinking coffee, and watching T.V.

"Haha, now that's right, there is why I love Lucy," said Blanche, laughing as she watched Lucy and Ethel hitting each other with chocolate.

At that time, Rose had decided to tell one of her famous Siant Olaf stories. "That reminds me of the time Yollan Visterbrow and Olga steria went to," she was cut off the by the doorbell ringing, and Blanche couldn't be happier for its timing.

"who on God's green earth could that be at this hour?" Blanche asked the girls, who were wondering the same thing.

When she opened the door Blanche poked her head outside to look for whoever rang their doorbell 'Must be those Donelson boys again' thought Blanche she was about to close the door when the sound of crying caught her attention she looked down, Blanche couldn't help but gasp, there on her doorstep was a little baby.

"Blanche what's wrong?" asked Dorthy coming up behind the frozen southern belle, with Sophia and Rose right behind her, Dorthy looked over the women shoulder and could only stair at the little baby at their feet.

"Oh my God what's a baby doing here?" asked Rose in her usual naïve way.

"Selling dictionary, he was abandoned, Rose," responded Dorthy, snapping at the poor woman's stupid question.

"What are we just standing here for bring him in" said Blanche bringing the basket and baby into her arms and walking into the house, she set the basket on the table and watched as the baby started to calm down watching with curious eyes at the four women in front of him.

"How can anyone leave a poor defenseless baby on a stranger's doorstep in the middle of the night not even knowing who lives there" asked Rose directing the question to Sophia.

"Girls whoever left this baby here knew who they were leaving it with, look," said Blanche holding out an envelope to Dorothy, who took it in her hands and began to read.

The girls were shocked; they watched as Dorothy read the letter and began to tear up. Sophia made her way over to her Pussycat and took the letter from her hand and she to began to cry.

"Oh not her oh God why" said Dorothy holding her mother as they both began to cry at the news.

"Girls what's wrong, what happened?" asked Rose coming up to the girls.

"Girls theirs something we have been meaning to tell you for a while now" said Dorothy taking a seat.

"You see, oh boy where do I start, you see Ma and I are not exactly form a normal family we come from a long line of pureblood witches and wizards called the Veritellies" said Dorothy looking at the girls.

Dorothy had expected the girls to react with shock, scorn, or skepticism.

"And?" asked Blanche

"And?, what do you mean and Blanche just told you that my mother and I are witches, and all you can say is and" Asked Dorothy.

"Dorothy we knew you where witches Rose and I both are we just thought you preferred the muggle way of things" stated Blanche looking at the baby.

"Wait how did you know?" questioned Dorothy.

"The advertisement of course did you really think I would have just anyone living with me" stated Blanche "Now besides that what was in that letter honey?"

"Alright so you girls are aware of you-know-who in England right?" asked Dorothy watching as the girls flinched at hearing the title

"Well my niece Lilly was fighting on the light side of the war and that letter just told me that she and her husband just died and this is her baby" said Dorothy

"Oh my God, you can't be serious this little baby survived a direct attack by you-know-who and lived oh God I can only imagine what his life would have been like in Britain" stated Blanche watching as Rose made the little baby giggle by conjuring a little butterfly for it to fly around his head.

"so what are we going to do, are we seriously going to raise this little baby" asked Blanche "I mean we are ahead in year even if by are standards we are quit young what are we supposed to do" asked Blanche.

Girls all exchanged a look with each other and came to a conclusion, Sophia was the first to act she pulled out her wand which was a 12in long yew wood with a Sicilian magical symbols carved into the sides.

"Sophia honey what are you doing?" asked Blanche watching as the women pulled out her wand and made her way down the hall the light of spells being cast caused the girls to make their way over the women to see her standing in front of a new door that had certainly not been their before.

"wow, Sophia did you do this?" asked Rose not noticing the girls role their eyes.

"No Rose a Dwarf came in and asked to stay so he made himself a room to stay in" said Sophia in her usual sarcastic tone

"Oh well than we should go introduce are selves" said Rose

"Oh shut up Rose!" said Dorothy snapping at the women, "Ma why did you do this"

"Why do you think the baby needs a place to sleep doesn't he?" asked Sophia opening the door, the room was far from basic the room was smilar to Dorothy with a one large window with and a closet and Bathroom the walls where done in shades of pale green on the top half and a nice cream on the bottom with a dark cream carpet. The room even had furniture it had a changing table, a basinet, and a dresser all things the baby would need.

"Sophia this is incredible I had no idea you would be this good with charms and transfiguration." stated Blanche carrying the baby in to the room. "I would have guessed you where more of a potions kind of lady"

"Are you kidding me Charms are my specialty, I stink at potions it was my brother Angelo who was the genius at Potions" stated Sophia

"So now we have a place for little Harry to sleep what now?" asked Rose finished looking around the room.

"We play it my ear, that's all we can do" said Dorothy coming over to the girls and her little nephew.

Mage: hey guys this is a new fanfic I know not many will like it but I have had this idea and wanted to give it a try

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Mage: Hey guys/gals you have no idea how happy it makes me to see that people like this story I love all the reviews I'm getting thank so much.

Description: Dumbledore new Harry wouldn't be safe with the Dursley's so he decided to send Harry to his Great aunt Dorthy Zbornack in hopes that she will give him a life filled with love.

Warning: Possible Yaoi/gay slash.

Disclaimer: I don't own Golden Girls or Harry Potter

Chapter two

It would seem the Albus had made the right decision in placing young Harry with Dorothy and the girls Harry had turned out wonderfully he had grown to be a lovely young man even if he was a bit feminine although he'd punch anyone who said otherwise but then agin the only really manly influence in his life was Dorthy ex husband Stan, which wasn't saying much considering everything he's done. He grew to have the charm of his aunt Blanche, the kindness of his aunt Rose, the sass of his Grandma Sophia, and the wit of his aunt Dorothy.

Today we find are selves in the family of fives living room where Dorothy and Blanche where reading like normal soon the silence was broken when Rose waked into the living room from the front door carrying multiple bags of groceries "Hey girls can you give me a hand?" asked Rose hoping for a little help. which the girls where all to happy to give.

They made their way into the kitchen to find Sophia in the kitchen teaching Harry how to cook her famous pasta recipe he was a lovely child having gone through a blood adoption making him more closely related to Dorothy and Sophia which left Harry resembling them even more. The change was certainly noticeable he looked like a male version of Sophia when she was his age. He had shoulder length wavy dark reddish brown hair and lightly tanned skin and was a few inches taller than a child his age, he was wearing blue jean shorts and a bright yellow t-shirt.

"Hey what's going on in here" asked Rose setting the bags on the counter, she made her way over to the stove to take a whiff of the delicious Italian food her 'mother' had made.

"Grandma is showing me how to cook her famous sweet basil pasta sauce." said Harry grinning from ear to ear as he listened to his great grandma walk him through the recipe.

Soon the food was finished and the family of five sat at the table to eat, soon afterwards they washed the dishes and as they where putting them away a tap on the window alerted everyone to the owls sitting outside it.

"Oh my Rose be a dear and let them in" said Blanche making a shooeing motion at the women, Rose made her way over to the window and let in the three owls.

When the owls came into the kitchen all three landed on the island in front of Harry each one holding a letter.

"My acceptance letters came!" shouted Harry smiling as he took each of the letter.

"Maria school of magic, Ilvermorny, and Hogwarts, their all here." said Harry opening the letter.

The girls all watched the little boy open and read his letter each hoping he'd choose a different school, Sophia was hoping he'd pick her old school Maria's school of magic it was a old school in Italy with a rich history of teaching the balance of magic. Blanche was hoping he'd pick Ilvermorny her old school, while shockingly both Rose and Dorothy wanted him to go to Howarts.

After Harry read each of the letter he put all three and the table and looked at his family, "I don't know which one to choose which one should I pick?" asked Harry looking at the three women.

"well honey it's you decision we can't make it for you," said Dorothy "I mean each school as it's own rich history and you have a personal reason to go for each one"

"I know Ilvermorny sounds great but I have to leave my wand their which I don't like the thought of and they really limit the courses to the bare mim and their extra class aren't much to brag about," stated Harry "While at Maria I get to keep my wand and learn all the branches of magic while I'm in school."

"But?" asked Blanche knowing he had yet to say anything about Hogwarts.

"But then theirs Hogwarts my parent's school not to mention it's from my mother country, I guess I need to think about this for a while." said Harry getting up from his seat and leaving the girls in the kitchen.

"Wow he really does have a lot to think about" said Blanche getting up from the table and made her way to the fridge, to pull out one of many cheesecakes they keep in the fridge.

Mage: hey guys this is a new fanfic I know not many will like it but I have had this idea and wanted to give it a try

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Mage: Hey guys/gals you have no idea how happy it makes me to see that people like this story I love all the reviews I'm getting thank so much.

Description: Dumbledore new Harry wouldn't be safe with the Dursley's so he decided to send Harry to his Great aunt Dorthy Zbornack in hopes that she will give him a life filled with love.

Warning: Possible Yaoi/gay slash.

Disclaimer: I don't own Golden Girls or Harry Potter

Mage: Hey guys I just want to say how happy I am to see how popular this story has gotten I have had this idea for over a year finally grew the guts to post I and I am so happy I did.

Chapter three

"Remind me again why we can't take the floo?" asked Sophia, sitting next Dorthy on the Plane to England.

Dorthy turned towards her mother and gave her one of her famous scowls, "Becaue the last time we took the floo you and Harry went to las Vegas to bet on horse"

"Hey that was a good trip I tought the kid to play a few card games and to take your loses with dignity." said Sophia, glaring at her daughter.

"You lost my money!" Shouted Dorothy, surprising the people behind her.

"Look Dorothy it's not like I lost thousands of dollars." defended Sophia.

"No you just lost 600 dollars of my hard earned money" yelled Dorothy.

"Ma I do not want to hear another word about taking the plane or so help me I will ground you" Threatened Dorothy,

"Big deal not like I listen when you ground me, I am a grown women after all." stated Sophia, just daring Dorothy to say something.

"Shady pines ma" said Dorothy, looking at her mother.

"I'll be good" said Sophia, taking out her knitting.

"Nice bluff Aunt Dorothy" said Harry, looking up at the older women.

"who said I was bluffing" said Dorothy, with a raised brow.

Time skip

The trip to diagon ally took longer than Dorothy had expected, with the girls all wanting to see something that caught their eye, keeping her mother in sight and with Practically having to drag her nephew out of the Apothecary It made the day seem like it would go on forever.

"Oh sweet relief" exclaimed Dorothy, sitting down in one of the empty chairs outside the leaky cauldron.

"Oh Dorothy relax it wasn't that bad" said Blanche. taking a seat with multiple shopping bags floating behind her before they sat at her feet.

"you didn't have to keep and eye on your mother, and nephew who wanted to wonder around all over the place." exclaimed Dorothy, glaring at the women.

"what ever do you mean I had Harry for Half an hour and he was just fine even if he does take after Sophia." said Blanche.

"Hi girls" said Rose, coming over With Sophia each holding ice cream.

"Hey Rose" said Dorothy, taking the lemon cream ice cream from her friends hand.

"So did you find anything good?" asked Blanche, eating her chocolate cheesecake ice cream.

"Oh yes I found this wonderful store with the best meats and cheeses I have ever tasted" said Rose.

"Oh sound like fun" said Blanche, "Find anything exciting?"

"Oh yes I found the best trout, and I found some nice Dragon steaks" said Rose, pulling out the meat to show her friends.

"Oh that looks delicious- hey wait a minute where's Harry?" asked Blanche realizing the little boy wasn't with them.

"Oh my Goddess, Harry" shouted Dorothy looking around, "Harry where are you honey!?"

With Harry

Harry had managed to sneak away from his grandma so he could get a chance to look at the new brooms beign released. As Harry made his way to the window he was knocked to the ground by a boy with red hair.

As he was getting up a hand was in front of him, grasping the hand Harry looked up following the arm to a larger boy who seemed to be about 14.

"Are you alright?" asked the boy,

"I'm fine thanks it's a pleasure to make your acquaintances" said Harry.

"Trust me when I say the pleasure is mine" said the boy, making Harry blush.

"My name is Victor Krum" said Victor, kissing Harrys hand.

"Oh It's a pleasure Victor I'm Harry, Harry Zbornack." said Harry, giving a small bow.

"Tell me what brings you here Harry?" asked Victor.

"Oh I managed to get away from my Grandma for a bit so I could check out the new brooms for sale" answered Harry.

"Same as me, my grandmoder is a sweet women but has no interest in quitige so" said Victor figuring the boy could peace the rest together.

"ha, ha yeah I know how you feel, do you play?" asked Harry.

"Yes for my school Dumstrung School of magic." said Victor, with a sense of pride.

"I've heard of Dumstrung I had thought of asking to attend but my family thought I should stick to schools closer to us" said Harry.

"Tell me Arry, do you play?" asked Victor.

"No I don't I mostly enjoy watching the sport and flying for fun" said Harry, "Personally the thought of flying on a broom as a bunch of sweaty people chancing after me throwing balls at me doesn't float my boat" said Harry,

'aunt Blanche on the other hand' thought Harry.

"hm yeah, it's not for everyone, I trust however should I make it in the major leagues I would find you watching me" asked Victor.

"Maybe, but you would need to be pretty good" retorted Harry.

"Forgive me for being so forward but would you like to be friends?" asked Victor.

"I would like that very much" said Harry smilling at the older boy, soon the too got deeply immersed in a conversation on quiditge tactics.

But all good things must come to an end because soon the too boy where pulled from their conversation when Harrys' aunt Dorothy yelled for him.

"Forgive me Vicor looks like I'm going to have to go soon" said Harry, looking a little crest fallen.

"Over here aunt Dorothy!" said a Harry, the girls looked over to see Harry walking over to the them with an older bulky boy next to him.

"Aunt Dorothy everyone, this my new friend Victor Krum" introduced Harry.

"It is pleasure to meet you" said Victor, with a bit of forced English.

"Krum, Krum, by any chance is your Grandmother Salina Mero, wife to Charles Vector?" asked Sofia, looking at the boy.

"Yes mame" said Victor, wondering how this women knew his grandmother.

"Why do you ask ma?" asked Dorothy looking at the women.

"Because the Mero's and the Veritellies, have had a blood feud for over a centuries" said Sofia glaring at the boy.

"That because the Veritellies, don't know how to let things go" a new voice joing the conversation.

"Grandmoder?" questioned Victor, hoping this wouldn't effect his new friendship with the lovely redhead.

"You have some nerve showing your face here Salina," said Sofia, glaring at the taller women.

"I ave every right to be ear" said Salina, "Besides it wasn't my mother who stole her friends lover"

"How dare you, you know it was your mother who was in the wrong" said Sophia.

"May your nose grow so large you can fit your purse in it." said Salina.

"May the skin on your kneck get so loose your mistaken for a turkey and served for dinner" retaliated Sophia.

"May your food never hold any flavor" said Salina, before grinning "but if you cook like your mother it shouldn't be that big a difference"

the only sound heard was Sophia gasping before she pulled out her wand.

"Wait, wait, stop this" said Harry, stepping in between the women before the fight got out of hand.

"What is this, you dare get involed in a blood feud?" asked Salina, glaring at the child

"Firstly I'm not a this, I'm Harry, second I'm already involved seeing as this is my grandmother your insulting" defended Harry.

"Gradmoder, this is stupid stop before you cause a big scene" said Victor stepping next to Harry, seeing this caused Salina to glair harder.

"Victor get away from that boy he's no good" said Salina pulling her Grandson away.

"Now wait just a minute" said Doothy, getting up from her seat, "It's one thing to have a feud with my mother, but how dare you say my nephew is no good"

"Ha, anyone from that line," Salina spitting at the word line "is no good, come Victor it's time to go" said Salina dragging her Grandson away.

"The nerve of that women" said Dorothy.

watching the women and her grandson walk away the girls glaring at her as well, no one calls their Harry no good and gets away with it.

Mage: Wow, just Wow I am stunned with how popular this story is and I just want to thank each and every one of you that had left a review or liked and followed this story.

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Mage: Hey guys/gals you have no idea how happy it makes me see that people like this story I love all the reviews I'm getting thank so much.

Description: Dumbledore knew Harry wouldn't be safe with the Dursley's so he decided to send Harry to his Great aunt, Dorthy Zbornack in hopes that she will give him a life filled with love.

Warning: Possible Yaoi/gay slash.

Disclaimer: I don't own Golden Girls or Harry Potter

Mage: Hey guys I want to say how happy I am to see how popular this story has gotten I have had this idea for over a year finally grew the guts to post I and I am so happy I did.

Chapter four

Chapter four

A few weeks later find Harry and the girls at King's Cross Station. The girls were a mess, not wanting their boy to leave but understood that he needed to.

"Oh, Aunt Blanche, I'll be fine; it's Hogwarts, one of the safest places to practice magic," said Harry, trying to soothe the crying southern bell.

"Oh honey, I know, but I'm gonna miss you. Who will I take shopping with me?" asked Blanche, wiping her eyes.

"That's what you'll miss about having him around?!" shouted Dorothy.

"Well you guys got tired of going with me, and Rose doesn't know what to wear," said Blanche.

"I do too," insisted Rose.

"Oh honey please, just look at what you're wearing," said Blanche.

The conversation went downhill from there as the girls began to bicker among themselves. Sophia managed to slip away with Harry to give him some advice.

"Alright kid, I know you're still a little sore with me over what happened with Victor and his Grandma," said Sophia, seeing Harry become a little uncomfortable.

"Yeah a little; I can see why you did that to his Grandma, but why do you have to keep me from talking to him?" asked Harry.

"I'm sorry, kid, but that isn't what this is about. I want you to know that you shouldn't judge people by their name or actions in the past," explained Sophia.

"How can you say that?" asked Harry, getting a little annoyed at his Grandma.

"Now I know that makes me sound like a hypocrite, but it's how I was raised, just take my advice, okay kid?" asked Sophia.

"Okay, Grandma," said Harry, but they were interrupted by the sound of the whistle going off. "I gotta go; love you."

Soon Harry took off towards the train with his trunk. After settling down in one of the compartments, he looked out the window and waved goodbye to his family who was shaking and crying.

Soon after the train left the station, Harry took out one of his books, but when he opened it, he saw that it was hollowed out and filled with letters.

Dear Harry,

How are you doing, my friend? I have managed to arrive at Dumstrung safely and settled into my dorm.

I honestly have missed talking with you; hopefully, now that I am here, I will be able to send more letters.

Sincerely, Victor

P.S. the runes on the back have some books inside; I think you will like them and hope they make up for missing your birthday.

Turning the paper over, Harry found the runes and swiped over them, causing three books to appear.

:A Beginners Guide to Neutral Magic:

: A Step By Step Guide to Being A Medi-Witch or Wizard:

:History of Dumstrung School of Magic:

Harry was ecstatic with the books he had received. After putting his letters back in their hidden case, he set the Dumstrung history and the Step by Step Guide to Medi Magic in his trunk. After relaxing in his seat, he opened his book and began to read and enjoy the silence around him while his owl Hedwig slipped out of her cage and perched herself on her master's knee and relaxed as well.

Just as he was getting to a chapter on defensive spells there was a knock on the compartment door. Before he could even mutter a 'come in,' the person opened his compartment door and sat on the seat across from him.

Leveling a glare at the rude boy, Harry asked, "Um, can I help you?"

"No thanks," said the boy.

Harry only looked at the boy, and the only thought that came to mind was 'wow that's kind of rude.'

"Um okay, I'm Harry," said Harry, figuring he should at least introduce himself.

As aunt Blanche always said, 'it's better to be civil than rude, but trash them when you're in private'; not one of her better lessons but what could you do?

"I'm Ron, Ron Weasley. Hey, did you hear that Harry Potter was coming this year?" asked Ron, "I'm going to find him and the two of us are going to be best mates and go on loads of adventures."

"Hm, really now, and how can you be so sure?" asked Harry.

"Cause he's a Potter and will want to be aligned with one of the best light side families in England which is mine," said Ron, his chest puffing out in pride.

"Maybe he would prefer to be neutral," countered Harry, giving the boy a glare.

"Who's stupid enough to go neutral when you could be on the side of Dumbledore and Harry Potter?" said Ron, looking confused. "I bet you're one of those snotty pure blood who only cares about themselves and hates muggle-born; I can't believe I'm sharing a compartment with a filthy Death Eater," said Ron before storming out.

"Well that was rude," said Harry, directing his statement towards Hedwig who was glaring at the door.

The boy and his owl sat in silence for a few minutes while Harry read his book. But they were interrupted again however by a girl with curly hair knocking on their door before entering.

'Well at least she knocked.'

"Can I help you?" asked Harry.

"Yes, have you seen a toad? A boy named Neville has lost one," said the girl.

"No sorry, but there is a summoning charm that could find him," said Harry. "But you might need to find a fourth year to help you; they might know it."

"Wait if it's a fourth-year spell, how do you know it?" questioned the girl.

"Oh, my Aunt uses it a lot," said Harry.

"Oh well that is quite interesting, So are you pure blood then?," asked the girl.

"No I'm what MACUSA, the American Ministry calls pure half-blood." said Harry, looking up from his book.

"Wow your from America, and how is it different from half blood?"

"my mom was from a long line of pureblood squibs/ and witches who then married a muggle making her half blood," said Harry.

"Then when she married my dad who was pure blood, I was technically half blood, having muggle blood but still more magic then muggle making me pure half-blood."

The girl just looked at him funny then left without another word.

'hm,how strange' thought Harry

The rest of the trip was silent for Harry; the only sound was of him turning page after page in his book, but he was interrupted by the old lady who pushed the trolley.

"Do you have anything for owls?" asked Harry, looking at the selection.

"I'm afraid not, dear," she said, with a small frown. "But you could have it try an ice mouse; some of the students' cats like them."

"Oh okay, um I'll have some Glacial Snow Flakes and some Chocolate Frogs please, oh, and one ice mouse."

"Coming right up, dear. That will be two sickles and three knuts," said the Lady.

"Here you go, ma'am," said Harry.

'What a sweet boy,' thought the woman.

After unwrapping an iced mouse and watching Hedwig dive after it, Harry was pleasantly surprised to see her eat it.

"You just ate it so it wouldn't go to waste, didn't you?" said Harry, looking at the owl who only gave him a side look before putting her head under her wing.

"Uh huh, that's what I figured," said Harry, "Silly owl."

The rest of the trip went soundly, with Harry pulling on his robes, When the train halted to a stop, Harry was looking around the platform to see many more first years gathering around a giant of a man.

"First years! Over 'ere! First years! Follow me!", Hagrid nodded, "Watch yeh step!", he added.

Boats filled the water, and off into the distance you could see a castle sitting high on a mountain. All the windows showing with bright lights coming from them.

"No more'n four to a boat! Yeh all get yeh first sight of Hogwarts soon.", Hagrid ordered.

As Harry got in he helped two other students into the boat the bushy-haired girl from earlier, and a blond-haired boy who seemed slightly nervous.

Harry lost his breath in awe as the boats rounded a corner and there stood Hogwarts Castle in all it's glory.

Soon enough the boats soon came up the cliff, Hagrid called out, "Heads down!".

Staying ducked, the boats moved them through a curtain of ivy that hid a wide opening in the side of the castle. They were carried along a dark tunnel that, Harry guesses, was under the castle. Soon enough they came to an area of pebbles and rocks, and the boats stopped.

As the boats landed the Groundskeeper Hagrid spoke up gaining everyone attention.

"eh their, ain't that's yer toad?" asked Hagrid pointing to the toad on the ground.

"Trevor!", Neville cried, swiping the toad quickly and holding it close.

Hagrid nodded and moved over to a set of heavy doors. "Everyone 'ere? Still got your toad? Alrighty then..", he raised a gigantic fist and knocked off the doors

The doors swung open almost at once, to reveal a stern woman with black hair, wearing dark colored robes. She eyed them carefully, before nodding.

"This Professor McGonagall.", Hagrid stated, nodding towards her.

"Follow me.", she ordered, turning around to walk forward.

As the students followed her Harry couldn't help but look at everything around him from the moving portraits and the high ceilings, Harry was awestruck by the castles beauty.

"Welcome to Hogwarts, I am Professor McGonagall. The start-of-term banquet is about to begin, however before you take your seat you will be sorted into your house." said Minerva.

"While you are at Hogwarts, your house shall be like a second family. You will eat breakfast, lunch, and dinner at your house. You will attend classes with your house. You will spend your free time inside your house common room.", She said, "The four houses are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. While at Hogwarts, you will earn house points to aim for the House Cup. For any rule breaking, you will lose points.", she finished.

"The Sorting Ceremony will start in a few moments, so I suggest you smarten yourselves up.", She stated, eyes glancing towards the redhead and Neville. She huffed slightly, "Please wait patiently.", she said before leaving the chamber through two doors that she closed behind her.

I heard the Potter's are attending this year.", said the red-haired boy from earlier.

"Not like it matters to you.", sneered a voice.

Harry turned to see a pale-blond haired boy making his way over

"Handy down clothes, freckles, and red hair. Outta say you're a Weasley.", the boy sneered, before noticing Harry,

"Name is Draco Malfoy, pleasure.", he said.

"Harry Zbornak" said Harry,

"Hm, I'm not familiar with that name," said Draco, before walking off to join to dumb looking boys.

when McGonagall strode back into the chamber, "Everyone follows me.", she ordered, opening the doors for the first years to follow.

She walked right into the great large hall, and Harry found himself staring at the ceiling.

"I read in Hogwarts: A History that ceiling is charmed to look like the sky.", Hermione Granger whispered from behind him.

There sitting on a chair, was an old, patched, dirty hat.

Harry noticed that everyone was now directing their attention to the hat. He put his attention on the hat as well, waiting for something to happen.

That's when a seam opened open in the hat, and it began to sing.

"Oh, you may not think I'm pretty,
But don't judge on what you see,
I'll eat myself if you can find A smarter hat than me.
You can keep your bowlers black,
your top hats sleek and tall,
for I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat, and I can cap them all.
There's nothing hidden in your head The Sorting Hat can't see,
so try me on, and I will tell you where you ought to be.
You might belong in Gryffindor, Where dwell the brave at heart, their daring, nerve, and chivalry Set Gryffindors apart; you might belong in Hufflepuff, Where they are brave and loyal, those patient Hufflepuff is are true and unafraid of toil;
Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw, if you have a ready mind, Where those of wit and learning, Will always find their kind; Or perhaps in Slytherin, You'll make your real friends, Those cunning folk use any means To achieve their ends.
So put me on! Don't be afraid! And don't get in a flap! You're in safe hands (though I have none) for I'm a Thinking Cap!"

"When I call your names, sit on the stool and put on the hat.", McGonagall ordered.

"Abott, Hannah!"

A pink-faced girl with blond pig-tails moved out of the line of first years, sat on the stood, and put on the hat.

"HUFFLEPUFF!"

One table burst into applause, and she moved over to said table.

"Hope I don't get sorted into Slytherin. You-Know-Who was one, and Slytherin always produces the worst wizards.", Ron muttered.

"Brocklehurt, Mandy!"

"RAVENCLAW!"

"Brown, Lavender!"

"GRYFFINDOR!"

"Bulstrode, Millicent!"

"SLYTHERIN!"

It continued on. Hermione Granger got sorted in Gryffindor, as did Neville. Draco Malfoy got into Slytherin, and many more got sorted into houses. Until eventually, McGonagall finally came down to 'Potter.'

"Potter, Harry!"

"Did she say Potter?"

"The Harry Potter?!"

Harry moved forward, knowing that the whole hall was watching his every move, as he made his way up to the stool.

'hm oh my well while this isn't going to be-very hard, while you have the brains of a Ravenclaw, the bravery of a Gryffindor, and the ambition of a Slytherin to get the job done your loyalty and desire to work hard outshines them all.' said the hat

'oh um thank you' thought Harry.

'Your quit welcome' said the hat.

"Better Be HufflePuff!" shouted the hat.

With those words the table decked out in black, and yellow stood and cheered.

He sat at the end of the table, and watched as the rest of the first years were sorted.

"Hi I'm Hannah." said the blond girl with pigtail, from earlier.

"Hi Hannah, I'm Harry," said Harry, introducing herself.

After dinner and the school song, Dumbledore explained the rules to them which included staying away from the third-floor corridor and to stay out of the forbidden forest, and set them off on their way.

Mage: Wow, just Wow I am stunned with how popular this story is, and I just want to thank every one of you that had left a review or liked and followed this story.

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Chapter 5

Harry followed his fellow Hufflepuffs down the halls of Hogwarts, he had been speaking to one Susan Bones who was the niece of a ministry official, which Harry thought was kinda cool.

"alright everyone, we are about to enter the HufflePuff common room," said the head boy leading them down the corridors..

"the door to the common room is accessed through this pile of barrels, the two barrel from the bottom, middle of the second row, will open to door by tapping the rhyme 'Helga HufflePuff," the head boy demonstrated by knocking on the barrel and stepping aside as the door swung open leading into the hufflepuff common room.

Harry was taken by surprise by how warm and inviting the house was and just how much light there was coming through the windows.

'must be a charm' thought harry

As Harry and the other first years took in the sight of their common room many failed to notice the arrival of a plump woman dressed in brown who looked like she just finished gardening.

"Hello students, I am your Head of House Pomona sprout, I would like to welcome you all to HufflePuff, which will be your home for the next 8 years," said Sprout

"Now the house of Hufflepuff is the house of Loyalty and Hard work, so I expect you all to finish your homework on time and correctly, and to be a loyal friend, now off to bed with you all, boys dorms are on the right and girls on the left," finished Sprout before turning around and walking into her office.

Harry made his way to the dorms and found his dorm when he walked in he was followed by three other boys. as Harry began unpacking his trunk he could faintly hear his roommates talking behind him.

he was interrupted from pulling his books out from someone tapping on his shoulder, turning around Harry saw his roommates looking at him, like he was some sort of god.

"Um hi.." said Harry, uncomfortable with the staring

"Hi I'm justin, this is Wayne, and Ernest, are u really Harry Potter," asked Justin looking eager.

"Um, well, yeah, but I go by Harry Petrillo," before Harry could even explain, the boys started asking if it was an alibi if he could sign their books about him and other stuff, which was making Harry very annoyed.

"Stop, I'm not some zoo animal for u to stare at for your own pleasure, first of those books are lies and my aunt is suing the writer and second if you want to raise someone up to the level of a God or hero do it to someone who deserves it, my mother died and stopped you -know-who," snapped Harry, before turning around and putting his books on the shelf next to his bed.

Sufficiently cowed, the boys turned around and left Harry alone.

The next morning, Harry woke up and was sitting in the common room writing to Victor when Susan Bones and another girl sat down next to him.

"Hi Harry, who are you writing to," asked Susan.

"My aunts, who's your friend," answered Harry, looking up at the other girl.

"Oh Harry, this is Hannah Abbott," said Susan, motioning to the girl.

The girl seemed nervous at first then got up the courage to say hello.

"Hi, I'm Hannah," was the shy introduction.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Harry," said Harry with a grin before returning to his letter.

"We were wondering if you'd like to walk with us to breakfast," asked Hannah.

"Sure, let me just finish this, and I'll go with you," said Harry, with a smile

As Harry made his way down the halls, he was in a deep discussion about DADA with Susan and a conversation about potions and herbology with Hannah.

As they approached the great Halls doors, they could see a group of Gryffindors picking on a blond boy on the floor.

Harry, who couldn't stand any form of bullying, made his way down the hall and pulled the nearest bully away and found it to be the same redhead from the train.

"What are you doing," Harry remarked, gaining the attention of the passing students in the hall.

Ron looked surprised for a minute before a grin came to face. "Just showing this Squib who his better our, wanna join us Harry," asked Ron looking at Harry.

Harry was speechless and wondered just how awful a person could be.

When the words finally registered with Harry, he was so filled with rage he switched from English to Italian to shout at the boy and his goons.

"non sei un bel pezzo di spazzatura come ti permetti di trattare qualcuno in quel modo" shouted Harry, shoving the boy back into his goons who landed in a heep on the floor.

"If I ever see you treating someone like that again, I won't use my hands. I'll use my wand, got it, you piece of spazzatura," yelled Harry, watching the boys run down the hall.

Taking a few deep breaths, Harry bent over and began to pick the boy's supplies up and could see he had a few tears in his eyes.

"Hey, it's okay; they're gone now," said Harry, trying to comfort the boy.

Hannah and Susan, after getting over their shock, made their way over and started to help pick up the boy's books.

"Hey your Neville right, you got sorted into Gryffindor," said Hannah, putting the parchment into a neat pile.

"Um yeah, you're Hannah Abbott, right, and you're Susan Bones," said Neville, looking at the girls, then at Harry and smiling.

"And your Harry Potter, thanks for helping me; they said you'd probably be helping them torment me to rule the school," said Neville.

Harry allowed a moment of anger to pass before he answered, "well I won't, I can't stand bullies like them," said Harry, helping the boy to his feet.

"Hey Neville, do you wanna join us for breakfast? It would be nice to have another friend," said Harry with a grin.

Neville nodded and joined the group at the table. Some were surprised to see a Gryffindor in the sea of badgers on the first day of school, but those who had witnessed the events in the hallway began spreading the word around school about how Harry Potter wasn't letting anyone get away with bullying or using his name to do it.

When word reached the staff, many let out a sigh of relief that it seemed that miniature James Potter hadn't arrived at Hogwarts.

While Snape, who had been receiving updates from Albus, had not hated the boy as much, he was still hesitant to show him kindness as the spawn of Potter. But hearing the rumors, he thought fondly of Lily and how she would defend others.

Perhaps he would give the boy a chance to prove he was more Lily than Potter. Meanwhile, a certain twinkly-eyed headmaster could only smile, knowing he made the right choice leaving Harry with those women.

translation

non sei un bel pezzo di spazzatura come ti permetti di trattare qualcuno in quel modo (you no good piece of garbage how dare you you treat someone like that)

spazzatura (garbage)

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Chapter 6

Harry and his new friends, made sure they arrived early for transfigurations to make sure they didn't miss anything. When they made it into the classroom, they found it strangely empty, except for a tabby cat that sat on the table.

"I wonder if that cat is Professor McGonagall Familiar," said Harry approaching the cat, he placed his hand in front of the cat for it to sniff. Once it seemed okay, Harry began to scratch it behind the ear.

"We should probably start taking the notes on the board," said Susan, looking at the board.

"Good idea, sorry kitty I have some work to do," said Harry, making his way towards the desks.

As the minutes began to pass, the room filled, and after several more minutes, Ron Weasley and another boy burst in.

"Thank Merlin, the teacher isn't here yet," said Ron, smirking, but that smirk left soon after he finished when the cat jumped from its perch and transformed into the professor.

"You were saying Mr. Weasley," asked Professor McGonagall, looking at the two boys.

Harry could feel his cheeks heat up, coming to the conclusion that he had just scratched his teacher behind her ears. But came back to reality when Ron answered Professor McGonagall.

"That was brilliant," said Ron, taken back at the teacher's transformation.

"Now that everyone is here, we can begin our lesson," said Professor McGonagall, walking to the front of the class.

"Transfiguration is some of the most complex and dangerous magic you will learn at Hogwarts. Anyone messing around in my class will leave and not come back. You have been warned." said McGonagall, looking to the class to make sure everyone heard her.

Then, with a flick of her wrist and tap of her wand, her desk was soon replaced with a pig.

"Now then, your class today will be far less glamorous than turning a desk into a pig; today you will be working on changing this match stick into a needle; this will take some time, so don't expect to get it on the first try," said McGonagall, as she flicked her wand and match sticks appeared in front of the students.

Harry studied the wand movements and thought back to what his grandma Sophia taught him, so after thinking about what the needle looked like, and felt like he tapped the matchstick, and after a few seconds, the wood shifted and shrunk and turned to metal.

".Pst, Harry, how did you get that so quick," asked Susan, who was struggling.

"My Grandma is a transfiguration mistress. Do you want some help," asked Harry, looking at the match, which had turned a grey color during the process.

Harry began filling in Susan on what might help and even offered it to the two Slytherins behind them.

The bigger of the two boys looked suspicious at first, but after looking in Harry's eyes for something, nodded.

Soon, needles were left on the desks. When McGonagall came to check on the progress, she was surprised to see a needle on four students' desks and Harry helping the students to his left and behind him.

" Mr. Petrillo, well done, 5 points to Hufflepuff for a perfect transfiguration, and another 10 for helping your classmates," said Mcgonagal, picking up the needle and showing it to the students.

Harry grinned at the point gained, and Minerva thought back to a certain red-haired witch with the same smile and eyes.

Once class was over, Harry and Susan spoke with the two Slytherins sitting behind them but parted ways as they went to separate classes.

The duo arrived at the charms class, which, according to upper years, was a half-goblin named Filius Flitwick; arriving at the door, Susan and Harry made their way up the strands and were met by Hannah, who had stayed behind to talk to Professor McGonogal.

Professor Flitwick, the Charms teacher, was a tiny little wizard who had to stand on a pile of books to see over his desk. At the start of their first class, he took the roll call, and when he reached Harry's name, he gave an excited squeak and toppled out of sight.

Later

Harry walked with Susan and Hannah as they made their way to potions.

The group of Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws made their way into the classroom and took seats in pairs.

Harry was paired with Susan, and a random Ravenclaw sat with Hannah, and the rest of the class took their seats.

Snape came into the classroom, his robes billowing behind him like the wings of a bat. Like Professor Flitwick, Snape started the class by taking the roll call, and like Flitwick, he paused at Harry's name.

"Ah, yes," he said softly, "Harry Peterillo is it. Our new—celebrity." said Snape looking at the boy with curiosity in his eyes even if his face held annoyance.

"You are here to learn the subtle science and exact art of potion-making," he began. While his voice was not loud, its harshness, and the command he had over the class made sure everyone heard it.

" As there is little foolish wand-waving here, many of you will hardly believe this is magic. I don't expect you will understand the beauty of the softly simmering cauldron with its shimmering fumes, the delicate power of liquids that creep through human veins, bewitching the mind, ensnaring the senses... I can teach you how to bottle fame, brew glory, even stopper death—if you aren't as big a bunch of dunderheads as I usually have to teach." Snape finished his speech and looked over the class to ensure everyone had heard him clearly.

Harry had been entranced by the words; if Professor Snape could teach them all that stuff, then Potions was sure to be his favorite class at Hogwarts.

"Petrillo!" said Snape, grabbing the boy's attention further.

"What would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood," asked Snape, looking at the boy who had a small smile and obvious joy in his eyes at the question.

"You would get a potion known as the drought of living death, a sleep potion so potent one sip you would never wake up," said Harry with a grin.

Snape was surprised at the answer not expecting a correct answer, a brief flash to Lily filled his mind at the boy's eager answer but he quickly shook it away.

"Very well, where would I find a bezoar," Snape asked, multiple Ravenclaws eager to answer.

"Some would say a goat but they can be found in any animal with a ruminant digestive system," said Harry, having read his mother's notes on potion ingredients.

"Do you have an example," asked Snape, wanting to test the boy further.

"A deer or cow, sir," Harry said clearly, happy to provide the answer.

"That is correct, Mr. Petriollo. Not many would know that ." said Snape, surprised but awkwardly pleased at the answer.

"Lastly, What is the difference between monkshood and wolfsbane?"

"That's a trick question sir, there's the same plant also known as aconite," Harry answered, having his aunt Rose teach him Herbology before he left was the best decision he ever made, well that and studying his mom's potions note book.

"Correct, Mr. Petrillo, 10 points to Hufflepuff. Well, why aren't the rest of you writing that down," Snape demanded, listening to the scratch of parchment and quills.

The rest of the lesson was going smoothly. Susan and Harry, both having worked on potions with their families, had understood the necessity of cutting and chopping just right.

Susan and Harry whispered amongst themselves and were only pulled away from their discussions when a cauldron blew up behind them.

Susan, seeing the fluid raining down in their direction, pulled Harry under the table to cover them.

"Idiot boys," shouted Snape, coming over to the culprits to scold the boys, who were quickly covered in boils.

One week later, in a staff meeting.

"So overall, how would we say this year's batch of first years are," asked Dumbledore at the staff.

"Well I'm fairly happy with my new Gryffindors even if I'm disappointed by the newest Weasley, quite frankly the boy is a bully, and I've had many complaints about him," said Minerva, with a sigh.

"Yes as have I, he's tried bullying my first year Ravens into doing his homework, which failed since they came to me but the boy hasn't stopped," said Filius, with a glare, how could anyone be such a brute.

"Yes, Albus, he has this delusion that you're going to protect him since he's a member of a 'light family' and friends with the boy who lived," sneered Severus, disgusted by the boy.

"Even when Mr. Petrillo won't give him the time of day," Severus said with a smirk.

"Well, I can assure you all that won't be happening. I've learned my lesson from Mr. Potter and Mr. Black," said Albus, looking at his staff; he allowed them and even Tom Riddle to get away with too much, maybe if he acted more as a teacher then a friend so many lives wouldn't have been lost.

This shocked the staff thinking they would get his usual lets approach this calmly and be patient, to see him wanting to take more action made them both happy and confused.

"I'll speak with Molly about his behavior, see if anything can be done," said Albus, ending the topic of Ron Weasley for the night.

" Besides, Mr. Weasley, the only other noteworthy lion at this time, Ms. Granger, is a brilliant witch and could go far. One of my concerns for her, however, is her tendency to be a know-it-all; she also seems to alienate her classmates because of it," said Minerva with a sigh of resignation.

"That and what seems to be her blind obedience to authority while a well-behaved student is one thing it seems; she blindly follows orders and rules without questioning them," said Severus, getting nodes from his colleagues who had noticed the same thing.

"Well, have to nip that in the bud then, before it can be a problem in the future," said Albus. While he likes well-behaved students as much as the next professor, blind faith and obedience were never a good thing.

"Now then, the rest of you," asked Albus, wanting to hear about the rest of the first years.

"Well, I have my usual Group of Ravens; they each seem to have their strengths but nothing not worthy just yet," said Filius, with a smile

Albus nodded, expecting as much as they rarely got any trouble or notes from Ravenclaws in their first week.

"Well as we all know Harry Petrillo was sorted into my house, he's a wonderful boy, he helps his housemates the best he can with homework," said Pomona, with a smile.

"He doesn't cause any trouble, and he makes friends in other houses, caring little for the feuds," said Pomona, getting smiles from her co-workers who agreed as well.

"Even I must admit the boy is nothing like I thought; he reminds me of his mother," said Severus with a bit of a growl.

"And I've heard a few of my snakes speaking kindly about him," said Severus, with a frown; he had been prepared to hate the boy, not see an innocent boy so much like his dearest friend.

"Yes, I have gotten complaints from Ms. Granger, who thinks he's somehow cheating in his work, but I have no evidence of that and think of it as a bad case of jealousy," said Minerva with a shake of her head.

"Well then, if that's all, this meeting is adjourned," said Albus, smiling, ending the meeting for the night.

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