Really Cullen? [Hiatus]

Harry is not important to say the least, people assumed he's a muggleborn and that usually doesn't really matter but it does matter when he was sorted into Slytherin.

ha. funny.

For his first year, he was the pariah amongst his housemates, but after his accidental outburst revealing he's a half-blood which pure-bloods think is good enough... saves him? He doesn't even understands their logic. Harry name's is not Harry Potter. Well that could causes some problem if it is. His name is Harrison Cullen, basic name.. almost like he inherited his adoptive parents last name. haha.

There's the answer, after his biological parents left him for dead in an adoption center he was grace by Merlin himself to have good parents. The one that make sure he have mannerisms, knows what to  expect.. Other than that after he was revealed not to be a muggle he starts to be more... approachable to say the least.

One day in charms with Hufflepuff he sat farthest from the others when suddenly. "You're the Cullen kid right?" A voice whisper to him from behind. "Yeah, what is it to you?" The boy smiled. "Nothing, i guess.. My name's Cedric, Cedric Diggory" The Hufflepuff grinned like he won the jackpot. Harry stares at the boy and nodded. "Harrison Cullen, call me Harry"

And that's where he made his first friend. Cedric Diggory, now the golden boy of Hufflepuff for his good looks and grades. For his second friend and a surprising one was actually a grade younger than him. Adam Coulson, Harry laughs at his last name the moment he heard it, it was a joke amongst the muggle-raised. No one made fun of him for it tho, it was just too funny not to mention once in a while. Now that he remembered, Adam isn't actually a year younger, he was just unlucky to be born in October. Adam is in Slytherin like Harry, they hung out once in a while. Adam was pretty lucky that he inherited a magical last name since he was also a half-blood.

The three boys hung out together if they have the chance, but with Slytherin quidditch tryout or practice and Cedric's practice it was hard to. Adam loves quidditch but never have the guts to try it since he was really afraid of heights. The Weasley twins try to joke about pushing him off a cliff, Adam fainted just from the implications, the Weasley twins stopped making jokes about it since then after receiving a howler from Mrs. Weasley.

"Are you done spacing out?" Adam flicked his forehead leaving a red mark. "Yeah, I'm just not finding the right book" Harry grimaces, he swore he saw it earlier. "Harry, look" Cedric muttered, suddenly voices can be heard from the outside. 'seems like a crowd' oh how wrong he is, he lift his head up and frozes. "Oh"

With his third year starting, it was also the Potter boy first year. Aiden Fleamont Potter or how The Prophet like to calls him, the boy who lived. Or Aiden Potter, pick your preference.

But finally he saw the book he wanted, he went ahead to grab the last copy before realizing someone is also grabbing the book, the two stares at each other.. "Uhm! My apologies sir.." The girl flushed in embarrassment and let go of the book. "First year?" Harry ask, the girl returned a nod. Harry usually isn't this nice but seeing as it's a muggleborn he lets the girl have it. "Are you sure?.. sir-?" Harry nodded and sighs. "I can get it some other time. See ya kid" The girl leaves wandering to what Harry assumes her parents.

Harry turn around holding his other books before bumping onto someone, Harry heard himself fall but not the books he was holding. "Are you okay kid?"

.. Harry lift his head and lo' and behold, it's James Potter in the flesh, how unlucky he is today. "My apologies for not being careful, sir" James seems to have grab the books from him before he falls. "It's not a problem kid, I'm the one who was not being careful" Good, you acknowledge it. James hand over the books carefully to Harry before parting ways.

"Dude"
"Shut up Adam"

"Wow, Harry how unlucky you are today" Cedric laughes at the shorter boy. It was unlucky, he didn't get the book he wanted which he accepted but bumping onto his biological father? That's worse.

Harry turn around glaring at the Potters and frowned. "You can't really blame your brother right?" He knows that, but the aching pain in his chest is unbearable to say the least.

"Still, have they forgotten about me, no one was searching for me and Aiden is apparently an only child" Suddenly both Cedric and Adam stopped. "What?"  The other two boys started to laugh together, tearing up with giggles. "You just called, the brother you so much hate with all your guts with his first name and not Potter or just brother" Harry stood still before flushing with redness. "Be quiet you imbecile" Harry smack the both of them with one of his books and went ahead with the other two following from behind.

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Harry thanks Merlin for gracing the opportunity for an empty carridge just for the three of them. "You really wanted to avoid the crowd didn't you?" Adam spoke after swallowing his last snacks that was meant for the ride. "And you really wanted to beg me and Cedric for snacks for the entire ride." The other boy almost chokes and die from that sentences. "Not funny" Harry did laughs so it is funny. And speak of the devil.. "If i was Potter i would hex every single one of them" Cedric raises his eyebrow. "But, you are"
"You know what i mean"

Harry moves closer to the windows staring as the crowd pressure the Potters with questions as such, the Aiden Fleamont Potter were protected right behind Lily Potter. The man of the house, James Potter look really pissed and can be seems restricting himself from hexing the crowd. Harry smiles at that, similar minds thinks the same- Did Harry just compared James Potter and himself in his own mind and in the same sentence? Surely not. .. surely.

Harry continue staring but soon realized the crowds starting to disappear after the sound of the Hogwarts Express altered and echoing throughout the train station, Aiden can be seen hugging his parents before charging into the train.

"Do you think they would ever recognize me?" Harry muttered the question not even looking at his friends . "Honestly it depends"
"Yeah, since your face structure looks like James and if you hadn't dyed your hair to a lighter shade of brown and wore blue contacts, you would definitely look like a Potter" Harry agreed but didn't bother to respond to Adam since the other boy were still stealing Cedric's snacks.

Harry didn't heard any signs of his brother throughout the ride, he assumes it won't stay forever tho, and he's correct.
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After the three got out of the carriages, they were just walking and having conversations just like the other students, suddenly someone called him. "Cullen" Ah, the team captain is here. "Yes, Flint what is your purpose?" His sarcasm slither through his teeth while grinning, Flint seems offended but didn't minded it. "Since you're our team player, i need you to help me with tryouts." What.

"What?"
"Look, i just wanted to give the idea first but can we meet up later in the common house. I need to go" Before Harry could say anything the captain left leaving a despair Harry.

"Welp, bad lucky Harry." Harry grunts and frowned all the way to the great hall.

Harry didn't mind any speeches from the headmaster other than noticing Lily Potter in one of the seats. "The fuck?" Harry muttered quietly enough only for himself to hear. It was like Lily could heard it since after he mutter those words, female Potter turn her head and glares at Harry for a couple of seconds.

Harry didn't mind it much, for now.. just waiting for the sorting ceremony.

The sorting hat sat on the stool

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.
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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 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! And don't get in a flap!

You're in safe hands (though I have none)
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For I'm a Thinking Cap.

The students clap their hands, some of them.

Professor McGonagall, stood besides the stool where the sorting hat is sitting on, holding a parchment with obviously the first years names.

Harry stare at his brother knowingly, he can be seen with a Weasley, looking awkward as ever.

"Abott, Hannah!"

"HUFFLEPUFF"

"Bones,Susan!"

"HUFFLEPUFF"

"Finnigan, Seamus!"

"GRYFFINDOR"

"Granger, Hermione!"

"GRYFFINDOR"

"Hey Har' " Adam poked his elbom with a fork. Harry nodded and tilted his head in respose. "That's the girl you saw at Flourish and Blotts right?" Harry hum as an answer
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Couple of new Slytherins and Gryffindors were sorted, and finally...

"Is that him?" Voices murmurs throughout the great hall staring at the 11 year old boy.

"Potter, Aiden!"

The short boy can be seen awkwardly walking towards the sorting head, looking around in excitement. He sat on the chair still looking around.

"GRYFFINDOR!"

The twins jumps up in excitement!
"We got Potter!" They laughs and so did everyone in Gryffindor.

Harry smiles and continue to spaces out. Unusually something perks his ears. The headmaster mention of the 3rd floor and a threat, knowing the troublemakers some will attempt to try to go to the 3rd floor. It was odd for such threat in Hogwarts other than the forbidden forest which was understandable. Harry really couldn't careless tho.

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Returning to the Slytherin dorm, Harry waited for Flint. While waiting, he saw as the perfects shows the first years around the common house.

"Cullen"
"Flint"

The captain sat on the chair opposite of Harry, the glares at each other before Flint starts the conversation. "The quidditch tryouts this year will be more popular obviously right." Harry nodded, last year on his second year, the topic of quidditch was popular amongst the first year, now second meaning they're eligible for the team.

"Well we have an empty spot for a keeper and the reserve team have a couple of empty spots" Harry crosses his arm, where's the co-captain?

"I need you to hold tryouts for the second years while i manage the older years" Harry's mouth drop wide open. "Me? Children!?"

"Cullen, it's just a year difference, besides you have the first year to support you since i bet they'll be watching" Flint grinned. "What!?"

The quidditch captain stood up smirking. "Thanks for the help Cullen!"

"Flint-!" Before Harry could do anything the quidditch captain leaves leaving a dumbfounded Harry alone.

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Harry drop down onto his bed frowning. He really don't want to do this.