![]() “What I don’t get is how you-” Here Archie pointed skeptically in the general direction of her face. They won’t know the English Book of Gold well enough in America to think anything of it.” “So when I get to AIM, I’ll tell the headmistress that whoever transcribed the forms over Floo messed up, and my name’s Harry, not Harriet. “Well,” she said, “we can’t switch trunks until the night before we leave, so other than getting hold of the Polyjuice Potion, that’s it.” Archie had written the list, which explained why ‘jump with joy’ was the only item apart from ‘become a girl’ that wasn’t crossed off. She took quill and ink from Archie’s nightstand and crossed off ‘lie through teeth to parents’ from their list. Harry pulled a well-worn piece of parchment from her pocket. “Right, guess not.” Archie laughed a bit breathlessly and a grin lit up his round face with mischief. “You’re helping me just as much, remember? Without you taking my place at AIM, I couldn't take yours at Hogwarts.” Harry reached out to pat her cousin gently on the hand. ![]() Harry, I-” He took a deep, steadying breath. “I can’t believe it.” Archie flopped back onto the covers and blinked at the ceiling like an owl dazed by the sun. I convinced mum and dad that I want to attend the American Institute of Magic.” Not that it had been a hard sell that she was showing any amount of enthusiasm for a school other than Hogwarts was a great relief to her parents, no doubt. She took in his pathetically hopeful expression with a small smile. “Pleaseplease please tell me you weren’t joking.” “Okay, now.” He plopped down on the bed as though the last five minutes had exhausted him beyond endurance and stared at her through his untidy fringe. She waited patiently while Archie dragged the chest of drawers over to barricade the door and settled for a very small eye-roll when he stuffed his handkerchief in the keyhole for good measure. Her mother was safely out of earshot in the parlor with her fathers and uncles, and it wasn’t as if the decapitated heads of house-elves past were going to rat them out, but when Archie wanted drama, drama was created. Harriet Potter allowed herself to be pulled down the hall, up the narrow staircase, and into Archie’s bedroom, quite used to her cousin’s dramatics. Don’t you know what your mum would do to us if she heard?” “You can’t just say things like that in the open, Harry. “Has one of my father’s pranks turned your brains to porridge?” Arcturus Rigel Black clamped a hand over his cousin’s mouth while glancing about the musty hallway anxiously. No plot elements have been changed-I’m just cleaning up the style/grammar. Enjoy.Ī/N 2: After completing the third book I’ve decided to begin going back and editing the older chapters in order to bring them stylistically up to the level of the latest ones. This, along with many other elements of the general plot, might seem cliché, but I’ve done my best to make the story both entertaining and moving, realistic and fantastical. It’s set in a world where there’s no prophecy, Voldemort became a politician instead of a terrorist, and-oh yeah, Harry is now Harriet. You don’t have to have read the former series, just know that its premise is a girl who longs to go to knight school and switches places with her twin brother to do so. In 1925, Lovecraft actually ventured to the towns of Richford and Berkshire, Vermont, to investigate sightings of the creature.A/N: This is an Alanna the Lioness take on Harry Potter.
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