Yay. It's my first Story on here. Thanks for Fighter54 for giving me the idea.
Plot: Based on a AU world and contains a Fem Harry. What if Female Harry is not as Innocent as people expect their golden girl to be.
Warnings: Will contain a lot of smut.
Pairings: Mainly with Female Harry with different Partners. I'm a smut lover so I'd write a lot about Violet Potter very active sex life.
Without any further delays, I present: The Gryffindor Princess.
The door was hit with such force that it swung clean off its hinges and with a deafening crash landed flat on the floor.
A giant of a man was standing in the doorway. His face was almost completely hidden by a long, shaggy mane of hair and a wild, tangled beard, but you could make out his eyes, glinting like black beetles under all the hair.
The giant squeezed his way into the hut, stooping so that his head just brushed the ceiling. He bent down, picked up the door, and fitted it easily back into its frame. The noise of the storm outside dropped a little. He turned to look at them all.
"Couldn't make us a cup o' tea, could yeh? It's not been an easy journey…"
He strode over to the sofa where Dudley sat frozen with fear.
"Budge up, yeh great lump," said the stranger.
Dudley squeaked and ran to hide behind his mother, who was crouching, terrified, behind Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia.
"An' here's Violet!' said the giant. Violet was contemplating whether to run or not, but the giant seemed kind enough. As Violet looked up into the fierce, wild, shadowy face she saw that the beetle eyes were crinkled in a smile.
'Las' time I saw you, you was only a baby,' said the giant. 'Yeh look a lot like yer mum, you got her beautiful eyes."
"Thanks, I think." Said Violet, as she brushed her ruby red hair out of her emerald eyes. Growing up with her uncaring relatives had left her with a thin and short figure. However she had started to fill out and grow in the last year, thanks to her idea of cooking more than the Dursleys could eat, therefore she got three square meals through the Dursley's incapablilty of eating what she put before them.
Uncle Vernon made a funny rasping noise. "I demand that you leave at once, sir!" he said. "You are breaking and entering!"
"Ah, shut up, Dursley, yeh great prune," said the giant;
he reached over the back of the sofa, jerked the gun out of Uncle Vernon's hands, bent it into a knot as easily as if it had been made of rubber, and threw it into a corner of the room.
Uncle Vernon made another funny noise, like a mouse being trodden on.
"Anyway — Harry," said the giant, turning his back on the Dursleys, "a very happy birthday to yeh. Got summat fer yeh here — I mighta sat on it at some point, but it'll taste all right."
From an inside pocket of his black overcoat he pulled a slightly squashed box. Violet opened it with trembling fingers. Inside was a large, sticky chocolate cake with Happy Birthday Violet written on it in green icing.
Violet looked up at the giant. She meant to say thank you, but the words got lost on the way to her mouth, and what she said instead was, "Who are you?"
The giant took a gulp of tea and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.
"Call me Hagrid," he said, "everyone does. An' like I told yeh, I'm Keeper of Keys at Hogwarts — yeh'll know all about Hogwarts, o' course.
"Er — no," said Violet. Hagrid looked shocked."Sorry," Violet said quickly.
"Yeh mean you know nothing about how yer are a witch?"
Violet looked around the Alley in amazement. Shops signs such as Eeylops Owl Emporium and Flourish and Blotts jumps out into his vision. "Might as well get yer uniform," said Hagrid, nodding toward Madam Malkin's Robes For All Occasions. "Listen, Violet, would yeh mind if I slipped off fer a pick-me-up in the Leaky Cauldron? I hate them Gringotts carts." He did still look a bit sick, so Violet entered Madam Malkin's shop alone, feeling nervous.
Madam Malkin was a squat, smiling witch dressed all in mauve.
"Hogwarts, dear?" she said, when Harry started to speak. "Got the lot here. There's another young girl being fitted up just now, in fact." Violet nodded as she followed the short witch to the stool where she was directed to stand on.
The girl was very pretty. Her blonde wavy hair that ran most of the way down her back, brown eyes that were neither light nor dark and flecked with gold, a dimpled smile that looked innocent. "Hi." Said the girl brightly. "I'm Lavender Brown."
"Violet Potter." Replied Violet.
"You mean you're her?" asked Lavender, clearly shocked. "The girl that lived?"
"Yeah. I'm her. Don't go yelling it to the moon." Smiled Violet as the tape wrapped itself around her waist before it moved on to take other measurements.
"Sorry. But do you have the, you know." Said Lavender, pointing a finger towards Violet's forehead.
Violet nodded and pushed her red hair up to reveal the lighting shape scar. Lavender's eyes widen before they moved down towards the emerald eyes of Violet and the pair of girls exchanged a short sad smile.
Little did they know, that pair would form a very interesting partnership when they went to Hogwarts.
Wow. First Chapter and Violet found her Best Friend. Lavender will be a main part of this story. She gets so much bashing and in the film she reminds me of me so I kinda like her.