Fallen From Grace

Over the years Ali taught Harry many things that nobody else bothered to teach him. Harry received special training because he was the boy-who-lived but it was all Hogwarts standards. He proved that he was indeed an exceptionally powerful wizard. Of course his favorite teacher of all was Ali. There was just one thing that was bugging him. Where did such a young girl learn all this?

And he’d never heard of the name Riddle. Obviously they weren’t a light family because he had never met any Riddles. Besides, a light family would never let their children walk around with books on the dark arts. Ali was obviously a dark witch but he didn’t care. She was his first and only friend.

Ali taught him things he was sure nobody else would be able to teach him if they wanted to. She taught him how to shield his mind and break into other people’s minds. She taught him dark arts, light arts, and shadow arts, not to mention parsle magic. Powerful indeed. She was far stronger then him.

That was a year ago and before. She had stopped visiting him a year ago. Now he was eleven and was about to go to Platform 9 ¾ so he could go to Hogwarts. Though he was mad at Ali for abandoning him, he missed her and hoped she would be on the Hogwarts Express or at least at Hogwarts.

“Put a finger on the portkey. It will be leaving in 3, 2,1…” said Lily.

There was a tug behind his navel and they disappeared. They then reappeared on Platform 9 ¾. Harry looked around hoping to see his childhood friend. Sure enough he found the oh so familiar blue-black hair though it was now down to the girl’s elbows. Dragging his trunk behind him, Harry made his way towards her.

“Ali?” he asked tentatively.

The girl turned and sure enough it was Ali. But she looked worn out, as though she hadn’t slept a full night in months. She smiled at him and gestured for him to follow him onto the train. With a quick wave to his parents Harry followed her onto the train. They didn’t speak as they looked for an empty compartment. They finally found one in the back of the train.

The first thing Harry said when they shut the door, and oddly enough, putting silencing charms on the compartment Harry yelled. “Where were you?! I was all alone when you disappeared. I was left with that manipulative bastard to teach me. Ali, you’re my best friend. Why did you abandon me?” He finished off in a whisper.

Ali sat down and smiled sadly and looked at the floor with tears forming in her eyes. “I’m sorry Harry, I really am. I didn’t want to go but with the ministry they way it is…”

Harry looked at her in confusion. What did the ministry have to do with this? “What?”

Ali bit her lip trying to figure out if she should tell him. He was her best friend and she really shouldn’t keep secrets from him. She motioned for him to sit across from her. He sat and waited for her to continue.

She looked up and continued. “Promise me that what’s about to be said won’t be repeated to anyone. Promise me.”

“I promise.”

Ali nodded. “I couldn’t go see you because my pack was on the run from the ministry. I don’t live with my dad anymore. I live with a pack of werewolves because, well… I am one. In fact, they’re still on the run. I’ll probably end up staying with my dad at the end of the year until they come get me.” Ali hung her head down in shame.

Harry leaned over and lifted her head up by the chin until she looked him in the eyes. He kissed her gently on the lips. Her eyes snapped open in surprise but she was soon kissing him back. And all too soon it was over. Green met amber in a loving gaze.

“I don’t care if you’re a werewolf. I love you just the way you are.”

Ali smiled and blushed. Nobody but her father had ever looked at her with that much love and not even her father looked at her with that kind of love. Sure she had the love of a father and the love of a pack, but now she had the love of somebody more.

Harry moved to sit beside her when he realized that their trunks were still on the floor. He made to pick them up but Ali put her hand on his arm to stop him. She stood and single handedly lifted hers then Harry’s to the compartments above them. She smirked at the boy looking at her in amazement.

“Feather-light charms do so much. Have you been working on your wandless magic while I was gone?”

Harry smirked back. “Of course. I had to do something to stifle my boredom.”

“Good. Now show me a wandless summoning charm on one of the trunks. Don’t worry, the feather-light charm is still there.”

Harry did it flawlessly but when the trunk got there, well, it sure wasn’t feather-light. That caused Ali to fall to the floor laughing when Harry got winded and had to banish the trunk back to where the other trunk was.

“You did that on purpose!” Harry exclaimed.

“Of course I did. What did I tell you? You can’t trust everybody no matter how much they beg for you too.”

Harry’s face softened. “But I trust you more then anybody else.”

Ali avoided looking at Harry. “I’m probably the person you can trust the least.”

“Look at me,” Harry demanded quietly. Ali did. “Trust me and confide in me and then I’m sure I can trust you.”

Ali nodded. Then she realized she was still on the floor. She got up and sat in the red seat next to Harry.

“So, what are we now?” Ali asked uncomfortably.

“Well, will you go out with me?” Harry asked.

Ali smiled and pressed a chaste kiss on Harry’s lips. “Of course.”

The door slid open and the silencing barrier was broken. A girl with waist length platinum blonde hair and violet eyes walked in. She had the distinct air of a Malfoy but less… evil.

“Mind if I sit here? Everywhere else is full,” the girl asked.

“No, go ahead Alex. Harry, this is my friend Alex Malfoy. Alex, this is Harry Potter,” Ali said.

“Hi Alex,” Harry said with a smile.

“How’s Draco?” Ali asked.

“He’s fine. How’s your dad?”

“He’s fine.”

“Ali?” Harry asked.

“Yeah Harry?”

“Who is your dad?”

Ali stared at him for a moment before answering. “What does the name Tom Riddle mean to you?”

“Um… I read that he was one of Hogwart’s best students in the last two centuries.”

“There’s something else. But I’ll tell you later when I feel you’re ready to know,” Ali said, thus closing the subject.

The rest of the way there Ali began to teach Harry how to become an animagus. Even Alex listened in.

“You see, you have to imagine your bones rearranging themselves. You have to imagine you skin stretching and changing into what you want to change into. Powerful wizards can change into more then one depending on their strength. Merlin could change into five different animals: a black widow spider, a mouse, an elephant, a grey cat, and a jackal. Dumbledore can change into two. The Dark Lord can change into two. I can change into two so far.

“At our age now there is no telling how many animals we can change into because we haven’t reached our magical maturity until we’re seventeen. What do you want to change into?” Ali said.

Harry thought for a moment but before he could answer Alex answered. “I want to be able to change into a snake.”

”I’m teaching Harry this stuff because he has a destiny but I can teach you to become an animagus,” Ali said with a chuckle.

“I want to be wolf. A black wolf,” Harry said finally. His choice caused Ali to tense.

Alex stared at Ali. Her reaction was peculiar… What was she hiding?

“Okay. Start to imagine what I told you. It will hurt the first time but after the first complete transformation it shouldn’t hurt. Remember to concentrate. After the first few times you should be able to transform by just willing it. Watch me,” Ali instructed.

By the time there was any change it was time to change into school robes. Harry had a little bit of fur around his eyes but that was the only change. Alex didn’t change at all. The two animagus trainees were exhausted. They almost didn’t want to get off the train. But they were much to excited to see Hogwarts for the first time.

“Firs’ years this way, o’er ‘ere firs’ years!” was the noise that hit their ears when they stepped off the train.

They wordlessly followed the half-giant Hagrid. They schooled their faces once they reached the lake so they didn’t look like the other stupid first years that had their mouths hanging open. They were joined in their boat by Draco Malfoy.

“Hey Ali?” asked Harry, his brows furrowed.

“Yeah?”

“Where’s Zar?”

“Zar’s in my trunk.” At Harry’s horrified face she quickly said, “Don’t worry; I charmed the trunk where air can get in.”

Harry was relieved that she wasn’t suffocating her snake.

Soon they were at Hogwarts. They were met by a strict looking Scottish woman who led them through a hall. There a boy found his toad and the woman explained that she would be back when they were ready to sort us. She hadn’t been gone even a moment before ghosts started floating through the walls, much to the surprise of the muggleborns and halfbloods.

A redhead boy behind Ali wolf whistled at her. She turned and faced Seamus Finnegan. (A/N: I hope I spelled his last name right)

“Hey there sexy. Why don’t you come stand by me?” Seamus said as he looked her up and down.

Harry glared at him and wrapped his arm around Ali possessively. Seamus muttered sorry and left Ali alone. It was then the woman came back and told them to follow her.

They followed her into a large hall with four tables, one for each house. Looking up Harry could see the sky. He knew that the ceiling was merely showing what the sky above it looked like. Basically it was a transparent ceiling. There were the teachers’ tables at the front and ahead of them was a stool with an old hat on it. There was a tear in the hat that opened and acted like a mouth. The hat sang.

“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 then me,
You can keep your bowlers black,
Your top hats sleek and tall,
But 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 of heart,
Their daring, nerve, and chivalry
Set Gryffindors apart;
You might belong in Hufflepuff,
Where they are just and loyal,
Those patient Hufflepuffs are true
And unafraid of toil;
Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,
If you’ve 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!”

There was a polite applause before names were called.

“Abbott, Hannah,” was called. She went into Hufflepuff.

“Bones, Susan,” was called then placed in Hufflepuff as well.

It wasn’t long before, “Malfoy, Alexandria,” was called and placed in Slytherin followed by her brother, “Malfoy, Draco.”

Soon “Potter, Harry” was called. This started whispers and murmuring that Harry knew was about all that crap about him being the boy-who-lived. He sneered down at them all as he sat on the stool and placed the hat on his head.

“Ah, Harry Potter. I’ve been waiting for you. Dumbledore told me to place you in Gryffindor but I see you don’t belong there do you?” the hat said in his mind.

“Put me wherever I belong. I don’t care really,” Harry answered.

“You have cunning and ambition that would make Salazar himself jealous. And a thirst to prove yourself. Loyalty and bravery as not a bad mind. Better be Slytherin!” The last part was said out loud.

All was quiet for a while but the Slytherins were soon clapping for their new member. Dumbledore looked furious before he schooled his face to look like the kind old man many thought him as. He started clapping for Harry as well. Harry was glad he wasn’t the hat right then. He walked to the table and sat across from Alex.

Soon “Riddle, Allison,” was called up and immediately placed in Slytherin. She walked to the clapping table and sat next to her boyfriend.

Eventually, the sorting was over. Harry didn’t pay much attention but he got the gist of what Dumbledore was saying. No forbidden forest, bla, bla, bla. Finally, the food appeared and it was time to start eating.

Soon everybody was stuffed to the point they would have been happy to just sleep on the table. Harry and Ali, of course, would have none of that. They followed the prefects to the dungeons and into the common room. Everybody headed straight to their dormitories. Ali gave Harry a quick kiss on the cheek before going to her dormitory.

Once in his dormitory Harry changed and went straight to bed without speaking to anyone. He was tired. To much had happened and he just wanted to sleep. Tomorrow would be one hell of a day for sure.

A/N: Hope ya’ll liked the first chapter. Like it, love it, hate it? Please review.

Answering Reviews

Lilith- I love Harry/Fenrir stories to! Everything about Voldie and Harry’s parents being alive will be explained don’t worry.

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