Harry Potter and the slytherin Prince

A few days later Harry was still lying in his room every free moment from Petunias chores.

'Boy!'

Harry sat up straight. He couldn't remember the last time his Uncle sounded that angry. He rushed to get downstairs. In the kitchen he saw what was causing Uncle Vernon's anger. Pigwidgeon was circling the light fitting hooting softly. The moment he saw Harry he flew down and dropped the letter in his hand then still hooting left the house through the open conservatory door it had obviously used to enter. Harry recognised the handwriting as Ron's.

'You…..you…..'

Harry looked up. The vein in his Uncles head was throbbing and he was a nice shade of puce. Harry gulped.

'Sorry. I shut my bedroom window as it was cold last night. I forgot to open it again this morning.'

Uncle Vernon went to grab Harry, but Harry wisely stepped backwards avoiding the reaching hand.

'Room now.' Uncle Vernon splutters.

Harry runs upstairs not needing to be told twice. He runs to his room and shuts his door, remembering to open his window as soon as he was there. A few moments latter two more owls flew in the window and dropped packages on his bed. Harry smiled. It was his birthday today and they hadn't forgotten him. He sat down on his bed and opened Ron's letter.

Dear Harry

Sorry I haven't written a bit sooner. Well Happy Birthday. Sorry, Hermy's here saying I should have said that first. I hope you like your present. Me and Ginny got you one together as it was quite expensive. Sorry, Hermy's saying again I shouldn't have wrote that too.

Harry smiled. He could just see Hermione standing over Rons shoulder whilst he wrote the letter.

Hope you like your prezzie. Not much is happening here. It's boring without you mate, we're trying to convince Dumbledore to let you come soon but he wants you too stay as long as possible at the Dursleys. Complete nutter isn't he.

Oh we got our results you got yours? Guess what Hermy got. Yeah straight O's and one E for Astronomy, can you believe that she's annoyed by that. I got an O in Defence and Care of Magical Creatures and a P in Divination. Not surprising really I made the whole thing up. My other scores were E and A's.

Well I gotta go help mum do some more cleaning here. She wants to redecorate so its nice for when you get here.

Ron

Harry smiles and puts down the letter. He looks at the two packages and notices one addressed to him from Ron and Ginny so opens that package first. Inside is a small scale model of a Quidditch Pitch. There is a note attached in Ginny's hand

Dear Harry

I thought I'd explain your gift as it meant I could wrap it up and get it out of Ron's hands or you would never have received it. There are two teams inside the base of the pitch. They are magical Harry and you can get them to move as you wish. Could come in handy and if not its fun to play with. I'm sure Ron will be more then happy to show you how it works.

See you soon

Ginny

Harry puts the present to one side and picks up the next package just as another owl delivers another present. Harry reads the card

To Harry. Use these wisely. Gred and Forge.

Harry slowly puts the present back down and backs up. He then very slowly opens the box and looks inside. A breath of relief escapes him.

'Just skiving snackboxes'

That was lucky Harry thought. Could have been anything.

Picking up another box he takes off the letter.

Dear Harry.

Happy birthday. I saw this and thought of you. I think it's very you and it could come in useful.

Love

Hermione

P.S Please don't start calling me Hermy like Ron does I really hate that nickname.

He laughs. Those two were always arguing and this looked set to be another big one. Out of the box fell a book and a box of chocolate frogs from Honeydukes. He turns over the book and laughs.

'Trust you Hermione to think of this.'

The book is small and slender and covered in green snake skin. On the front in silver lettering is "Guide to Snakes by Parce. L. Tong". He looks at it and tries to open it. It doesn't move. Frowning he looks at Hermiones letter and sees a post note he missed before.

P.P.S You have to say 'open' in Parceltongue. The bloke in the shop must have really thought I had lost it when I brought this. It was the only copy he had left and he was glad to be rid of it.

Harry smiles. 'Open' he hisses and two silver locks open. He flicks through the pages and lands on the page for Basilisk. Smiling he shuts the book which automatically locks again. Just as he looks up he sees Hedwig supporting Errol and they fly through the open window. Harry unties the package off Errol and puts him in Hedwigs cage to recover. Hedwig stays still and lets him remove the package before flying to the top of the wardrobe and proceeding to go to sleep. Harry looks at the packages and freezes. One of the boxes has air holes.

Oh no. What has Hagrid got me. Please don't be dangerous. Please don't be dangerous. Harry chants as he lifts up his last years Defence book off his desk above his head and quickly removes the lid.

Inside is a furry sphere. He lets the book fall onto the bed and peers more carefully at the creature. The creature looks up at him with bright yellow eyes, with a head that is covered in yellow fur and doesn't look dangerous at all. Harry breathes a sigh of relief and then wonders what has come over Hagrid before carefully picking the creature up. It runs up his arm and curls under his chin as Harry notices Hagrids birthday card.

Hello Harry

Hope you are pleased with your present. It is a Puffskien. They love to be cuddled. Thought you could do with the company. They're supposed to eat bogies but this one doesn't like them and eats fruit and chicken. It loves pears. Happy birthday. See you when school starts.

Hagrid

Harry gently pats his new pet and opens the last card and present

Happy Birthday Harry. Miss you loads love Mr and Mrs Weasley

Just telling you the parchment is from Bill and me. See you at Grimmauld Place soon, Charlie.

Inside is a never-out-quill, a never-out-parchment dispenser and a ton of chocolate. Harry smiles and sits down carefully breaking a block of Honeydukes best chocolate into small pieces. He puts a chunk in his mouth disturbing his Puffskien. It climbs down his chest. Harry can feel the small claws gripping tightly. Harry takes it in his hands and brings it up to his eyes to peer at it.

'What am I going to call you. Let's think…..canary, no too obvious given your colour…..mmmmm….I'll have to think. How about Leo? It's my star sign and the colour for Leo is yellow, which you are.'

Leo sniffs Harrys shirt.

'Yup. Okay Leo. Let's put all this stuff away'

Harry slowly puts his new birthday presents away in his trunk, apart from his model of the Quidditch Pitch, thinking it'll be interesting to play with later.

'Boy!'

'Again!' Harry mutters to himself

Harry sighs and goes downstairs. As he walks in the kitchen Petunia screams. Harry looks down and realises Leo is still clutching to his shirt. He puts an arm around it as Uncle Vernon comes over and puts his face very close to Harry's.

'What have I told you about showing your abnormality in my house?'

Don't. Harry thought.

'Get rid of it. Now'

Harry sighs and steps back out of the kitchen.

'Hurry. We wont you to weed the back garden. We have visitors coming tomorrow'

Harry rushes upstairs and puts Leo on his bed beneath his pillow. It clings to the pillow and goes to sleep. Harry shakes his head

'You are a very weird pet.'

Harry goes back out of his room bumping into Dudley on the landing.

'Watch where you are going!' Dudley growls.

Harry turns and frowns at Dudley and then heads towards the stairs.

'Don't ignore me you freak.'

'Why not? You are never going to be intelligent enough to understand my answers.' Harry responds.

Dudley pushes Harry.

'Wha…'

He falls. Stumbling he tries to grab the handrail on the stairs and misses. He tumbles down and down the stairs hitting the wall at the bottom. Pain shoots through him and he passes out. Coming round he sees Vernon, Petunia and Dudley standing over him.

'Get up boy. We need to go out and you haven't started on the garden yet'

The pain in his ribs was excruciating and it was difficult to breathe indicating a few ribs had been broken in the fall.

'I think I might have broken something' Harry whispers.

'Nonsense' Came Petunias reply 'Your type of people can't get hurt'

'I need a doctor' Harry replied breathlessly. It really was hard to breathe.

'We're not paying for a ruddy doctor. Get up and go do the garden. We'll be back this evening and expect it done.'

Vernon passes Petunia her cardigan and picks up the car keys. The Dursleys walk out. Harry tries to pick himself up. He bites his lip hard to stop himself from crying out. Slowly he gets to his feet and tries to straighten up. The pain from his ribs radiates through his chest causing him to bend over clutching his side.

I need help, Harry thought. I have to see a doctor.

He makes his way over to the phone.

No, I need a healer. How do I get in touch with St Mungo's from here? A thought hit him. He could owl the Order at Grimmauld Place. They could come and get him.

Slowly Harry walks up the stairs clutching the handrail for dear life as the room spins. Dropping onto the seat at his desk he pulls out a sheet of parchment off his new pad and picks up a quill and writes,

I need help. Had an accident. Please come quickly, do not know how serious this is.

Harry

He folds it up

'Hedwig'

Hedwig hearing his quiet voice flies down off the cupboard to him.

'I need you to take this to Grimmald Place. Give it to the first person you see. You have to be quick'

Hedwig takes the letter in her hand and hooting softly sweeps out the room. Harry clambers onto his bed, pulls Leo from under his pillow and rests it on him and lies flat out. The pain subsides slightly. He raises his hand and touches his head. It is bleeding and a lump is starting to form.

'Please please hurry' Harry mumbles before passing out again.