Selene Lily Potter wasn't a normal girl. She knew that from a very young age. In fact, her relatives, the Dursleys, took great measure to ensure that she knew it. The many scars littering her body were a testament to that fact.

She had her first display of accidental magic when she was seven, when her aunt, Petunia, cut her hair extremely short. That night, after she had gone to sleep, her hair had grown back to its original length. While harmless, it was a sign to the Dursleys that their quiet attempts to snuffle the magic out of the girl weren't working.

Her second display of accidental magic was when she was eight. Her cousin, Dudley, had taken credit for one of the only things she took pride in; her art. She had left it out on the table before she went to bed in her cupboard. When she awoke, it had disappeared. She had thought that Petunia might've thrown it away, before she got to school and saw Dudley boasting about it to his friends.

The teachers, of course, knew that there was no way it was Dudley's, but did nothing about it. After all, they didn't like the red haired, green eyed girl either. She was creepy, in their collective opinions, simply sitting in the corner and reading, doing the bare minimum to participate in class. They didn't force her to participate, either, since she did everything perfectly.

After this incident, this caused them to completely ignore all the bullying the girl went through by her cousin and his friends. The girl's friends wouldn't come to her defense, either, namely since she had none.

The artwork, a picture of a sunset, quite beautiful, had exploded into flames with Dudley holding it. He dropped it immediately, but before he had, his fingers had experienced a little flaming themselves, which had forced "poor, poor Dudley" to be sent to the nurse. He had told his parents immediately when he had gotten home, and Selene was sent to her room immediately.

"No food for a week! Double the chores!" Her uncle, Vernon, had yelled. And he was completely serious, too. By the end of the seven days, she would've eaten dog food for some sort of sustenance. Water could only do so much. She lost six pounds that week, which was a crazy amount, considering she was under seventy already.

After that, they had taken to calling her "freak" instead of "girl", as they had before. 'Home is a place where you belong. I don't belong here.' With those thoughts, she had managed to dispel the blood wards around the house, although nobody would know for a long time. She started to spend more time at the library, reading things meant for adults, and getting lost in the stories. Her favorite series was the Chronicles of Narnia, books about magic and wondrous places far, far away.

About two years later, on the twenty-third of June, Dudley celebrated his eleventh birthday. The family was going to the zoo to celebrate. Vernon hadn't wanted her to come, in fact, none of them had. But there was nowhere else she could go. And she couldn't stay in the house, because, "She might infect it with her freakiness" according to her uncle.

They made sure that she knew that if she did anything to mess up their son's perfect little day, she would regret it. They didn't say how, although Selene knew it was because it couldn't get much worse than it already was. After all, she was fed twice a week, worked like a dog, emotionally and physically abused, and cramped into a tiny cupboard as if they could get rid of the thought of her if they tried hard enough.

She felt that there was no way that the day could get any worse. She was already lugging around twenty pounds of food with the knowledge that none of it was hers, in a place that she didn't want to be. The snake proved her wrong. Walking through the Reptile Exhibits looking for somewhere to sit down, Selene came across a peculiar snake. It didn't look special, it certainly didn't seem special, but she felt... drawn to it, somehow.

The snake hissed at her, the forked tongue sliding out of the narrow mouth. She couldn't hear anything special, but that was to be expected. Nobody talks to snakes, right? Well, Dudley caught up to her. And saw her staring at the snake, who was staring back. "A snake! Cool!" He bounded up to the glass separating the exhibit from the passerby, and, of course, starting pounding on it.

Selene was incredibly annoyed with all of it. As if all of the anger was suddenly focused into a single point, she tapped her foot into the ground. And the glass shattered. It fell straight to the ground, and Dudley fell backward, onto his butt. Selene didn't know how, but she could feel that she had directly caused the glass to shatter.

The zoo staff told them that it had been meaning to replace the glass on the reptile exhibits for years, and that all this was was a reminder that they should've done it sooner. Also, four free season passes were available to the family as a means of apologizing for the trouble.

The ride home was horrible for Selene. The tension in the car was thick and getting thicker, and by the time they got home, she felt like she was suffocating. Her uncle literally grabbed her around the neck and all but tossed her into the cupboard. Bruises were already forming.

The next two weeks were horrid for her, both mentally and physically. She was doing chores almost eighteen hours a day, and was fed four times in the entire span. Her one break was near the end, when she was fetching the mail. A letter! To her! She didn't know who was writing to her, but she knew that she couldn't let Vernon or Petunia see it. And certainly not Dudley!

Hiding in her cupboard, she read the letter. Apparently, she was part of a "wizarding community" or something? And she was invited to some butchered animal place, "Hog warts" or something. Selene re-read that part. Apparently, it was "Hogwarts", and it was a school for magic.

She found it funny that someone actually thought that she would believe it. And she didn't. In fact, she forgot all about it until a gigantic man starting knocking on her door.

Hagrid had taken her to Gringotts and for some reason had left her with a goblin while he retrieved something. She supposed that it was confidential and didn't mind, as long as nobody kidnapped her. She internally laughed. Nobody wanted her. That was another lesson the Dursleys had taken pride in teaching her.

Suddenly a goblin ran up to the girl and goblin. "Manager Griphook wishes to see the Miss, Shellfang." Shellfang, who was apparently the goblin beside her, shrugged his shoulders and let the girl go forward.

The new goblin led her down the hall and up numerous stairways until they got to a wooden door, which the goblin knocked on. The door opened itself. Inside the room were dozens of shelves, and in the middle was a desk with a goblin behind it. The goblin looked up as they walked in.

"Miss Potter, I take it?" Selene nodded. "Why haven't you been returning our owls about your inheritance and monthly check-ups?" Selene blinked.

"I beg your pardon?" The goblin sighed.

"It is as I feared. Please, take a seat. This may take a while." He swung his hand and the door closed. "Miss Potter, Gringotts prides itself on its confidentiality, so anything we talk about mustn't leave this room. Got that?" Selene nodded. "Good. First off, I'm assuming you didn't receive any of our owls based on your reaction."

Selene shook her head. "No sir. I didn't even know magic existed until about two hours ago."

"What do you mean? Surely Madam Bones wouldn't have let you grow up magicless?" Selene stared at him.

"...Who?"

"What do you mean, who? Amelia Bones? Your legal guardian?"

"I think you must be mistaken, sir. Maybe you're looking for a different Miss Potter? I've been living with my aunt, uncle, and cousin ever since my parents died."

"Did they tell you how they died, Miss?"

"Of course. Drunk of their arses and in a car crash." The goblin stared at her.

"They told you that the great James and Lily Potter died drunk in a car crash?" He swore a few times in his native language. "James and Lily Potter were two of the only wizards that Gringotts has ever officially respected, as both Lord and Lady advocated for magical rights before their death. They did not die in a car crash. They were murdered at the hands of a dark lord, known most commonly as He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named. As we are in Gringotts, I am confident in the wards, his name is Voldemort, but the word itself has a spell on it that alerts him to the location of when and where it is said. So, best not to use it."

"What do you mean Lord and Lady? Were they famous or something?"

"Or something?" He snorted. "They were the heads of the Most Ancient and Noble House of Potter. Famous doesn't even begin to describe it. As you are their only living child, you are now the heiress of the House, as well as very, very rich."

"What do I do to claim all of this? An inheritance test?"

"Of some sort. In fact, we can do it now, if you'd like. Just prick your finger and let three drops of blood fall on this piece of parchment, and your belongings should pop up." Selene followed the instructions. It took a few seconds, but the words slowly started appearing on the page, getting faster and faster, until they suddenly stopped when the parchment was about four feet long, almost as tall as Selene herself. It read:

"Selene Lily Potter - Heiress to House Potter, House Perevell, House Evans, House Gryffindor, and House Hufflepuff. Vault contents, adjusted for 2% interest over time - School fund for Selene Lily Potter - 228,601 Galleons, 2,431 Sickles, and 1,117 Knuts - Recent transactions by magical guardian in excess of 100,000 Galleons. Trust fund for Selene Lily Potter - 610,614 Galleons. Potter Family Vault - 112,567,219 Galleons, 4,582,991 Sickles, and 1,504,921 Knuts. Assorted artifacts, including chests of James and Lily Potter, and paintings of James and Lily Potter. Deed to Potter Manor and Manor in Godric's Hollow. Last will of James and Lily Potter, and Potter Family Ring. Perevell Family Vault - Invisibility Cloak, Time-Turner, and Tomes on forms of shapeshifting, deed to Perevell Ancestral Home, and Perevell Family Ring. House Evans - 25,000 British Pounds, Evans and Potters ancestry book, deed to undocumented manor in Wales. Gryffindor Vault - Right to 25% of Hogwarts, painting of Godric Gryffindor, and Gryffindor Family Ring. Hufflepuff Vault - Right to 25% of Hogwarts, painting of Helga Hufflepuff, and Hufflepuff Family Ring.

Abilities:

Metamorphmagus
Animagus - Class 5
Affinity for Light Magic
Affinity for Grey Magic
Affinity for Runes
Affinity for Charms
Affinity for Potions
Affinity for Occlumency
Affinity for Wandless Magic

Physical and Mental States:

Age - 10
Malnourished - Fixable
Abused
24 Bruises - Healable
Broken Left Leg - Healable
Fractured Right Foot - Healable
Broken Third Rib - Healable
Broke Fifth Rib - Healable
Numerous Fractured Ribs - Healable
Numerous Cuts and Scrapes - Healable
Internal Bruising on the Throat
543 Scars - Healable
Mental State - ...
Shortsighted - Due to Malnourishment - Fixable
DARK MAGIC - HORCRUX - ADVICE: INSTANT DESTRUCTION

Magic State:

Magic Reading: 97
Core Size - 30% Developed
Blocks on Core
90% Magic Block (Affects Magic Reading) - Placed by Magical Guardian
100% Ability Block - Placed by Magical Guardian
99.9% Mail Block - Allows Letters with Hogwarts Seal - Placed by Magical Guardian
Core Tracker - Placed by James Potter, required by Ministry of Magic"

The girl stared at the document. "Who is my magical guardian?" A logical first question.

"Very wise, Miss Potter, going for the important question first. That would be Albus Dumbledore, who, quite frankly, we hate very much so. For all of his preaching about equality, he doesn't seem to like us too much. We don't like him too much either, and considering that you know nothing about the wizarding world, I'd be willing to bet that the..." He peered at the paper and tapped the recent transactions bar. "500,000 Galleons he took over the past few years hasn't made its way to you, which is also known as theft." He looked up slowly and smirked. "And we goblins don't deal too well with theft."

Selene laughed a bit. "Why did he only take it out of my school fund? There is much more money in my other accounts..." Griphook thought for a second.

"It didn't stop him from trying. Luckily, he had no access to the vaults, no matter what he did. That was a very funny day for us." He thought back to the Headmaster getting blasted out into the streets thanks to the wards rejecting him. Selene laughed, and then focused.

"And the other things?" Griphook quieted down.

"The other things... First off, how are you even standing, Miss Potter? You have a broken leg and a fractured foot. You shouldn't even be conscious! Perhaps..." He started mumbling to himself. "Perhaps your body has gone numb... a second, please." He started rummaging through the numerous cabinets before he finally pulled out a small device and pointed it at her. "9.2... how are you functioning?" She stared at him.

"I beg your pardon?"

"The pain! 9.2 is comparable to being covered in lava without being able to be killed by it! A full-powered Crucio is a 10! This device reads how much pain a wizard can currently feel... It doesn't register pain that the body has gone numb to. We need to get you medical support now." His voice left no room for argument.

Less than ten minutes later, Selene was on a table, surrounded by half a dozen goblins. She couldn't tell what they were doing. But it was painful. More painful than before. Torture. That's what it must have been, she thought. She screamed for them to stop. They didn't. Things inside her were shifting around, quite literally. Bones were rearranging themselves, regrowing themselves. Her eyes were moving without her doing anything. Curving to the slightest degree. But the most painful part of the process was when they got to her forehead.

Apparently, the scar was hiding a parasite - a manifestation of the Dark Lord's soul. And it had been there for ten years. And it did not want to leave. It was like pulling a bullet out of someone's heart after it had already healed over completely and was half the size of said heart. She screamed. She cried. She begged for them to stop. It was torturous. It felt like hours upon hours, although it was under two minutes. Every cell of her body was on fire, rejecting everything that was being done to her. She was barely conscious enough to register the stop.

Then they got to her core, and it was much simpler. They snapped the chains, and power flooded her. It was like jumping into a pool after being on fire. It soothed the pain, numbed her body. Her eyes started pulsing with pure, raw, undiluted power. Her hair started flashing multiple colors before settling back into its original shade. A quick glance at the Magic Reader confirmed it. 970. And her core still had a ways to go before it was maxed. (She was told afterwards that the average for a teenage wizard or witch was about 250, for a reference point to her own power.)

They were back in Griphook's office. Selene was bouncing around, enjoying the feeling of actually being able to do things without pain, enjoying her flawless, unmarred skin. The fact that she could see perfectly fine, nothing was blurry anymore.

"You can, under no circumstances, go back to that house. We can send goblins to retrieve your things whenev-"

"I have no possessions. Just the clothes on my back."

"I would advise for you to never repeat that to anyone. The mere fact that a child, even more so, the savior of the wizarding world was abused, and had literally zero possessions would be a good chance for a war against the muggles." Griphook sipped his coffee. "War is bad for business..." He mumbled to himself. "A child is a wonderful thing in the wizarding world. The idea that a parent would abuse their own child willingly is a horrifying thought to wizards. Anyway, we can arrange for you to stay in Diagon Alley for the remainder of the break. It would be a great way to explain more about your power to you, and teach you some custom of wizards. We owe your parents that much, and respect any and all of our customers as long as they respect us back."

"Thank you so much! But I should probably go now... Hagrid is undoubtedly worried." Griphook waved his hand.

"Goblin magic is far superior to wizard magic in some aspects. For example, an hour in this room is a minute or so in the outside world. Currently, your friend Rubeus Hagrid is..." He checked a map on his desk, "Traveling to his vault, unaware that anything else has happened." He winced. "Looks like he doesn't like quick movements."

"What do the rest of my abilities mean?" Selene asked, suddenly interested.

"The affinities are easy to explain. You will simply be naturally gifted and learn those things easier. This includes Light magic, which is most, if not all of what you will learn at Hogwarts, Grey magic, which can be very powerful if you somehow find a teacher for it, although frowned upon by the magical community. For Runes, you will be able to write, read, and perform different runes better. Same with charms and potions. Occlumency is mental attack and defense, and I can't tell you more as I don't know that much about it myself. The animagus one... well, an animagus is someone who can transform themselves into another animal. Tier fives are the rarest, and you're the... third I've seen in my life. Tier fives are people who can transform into magical creatures. But, before you get all excited, it may not be a dragon or something like that. It may be a fairy, or some sort of magical insect. So don't get your hopes up. And metamorphmagus... well, that means that you can adjust your body's shape, size, color, really just about anything." He leaned close to her. "This can make you immortal, as you can replace blood cells and even organs. But... you didn't hear that from me." He leaned back. "Metamorphmagi are also naturally attracted to each other, and I know that there is another girl, two years older than you I believe. Quite... odd, but you'll know who it is when you see her. You might also be romantically attracted to her, but will most likely at the very least be friends with her. Lastly, with wandless magic, you'll be better at using spells with just your mind, with no wand as a focal point, and no words as a organizer."

"And..." she started, uncertain how to continue after being told all of her abilities. She tried her best. "of my new... state?"

He tapped twice on the scroll and it refreshed itself, re-listing her vaults and inheritances. At her Physical and Mental States, it showed nothing wrong with her, although it still wouldn't say anything on her mental state. She assumed it was her natural occlumency acting up, and sincerely hoped it didn't mean she was insane.

"Now then," Griphook spoke. "It seems your half-giant friend is coming back up. Lets get you out of here, Miss Potter."

Selene continued onto her other school shopping, carrying around a bag that was enchanted to be connected to her school fund vault that only she could draw out of.

Choosing her wand had been rather weird. It had taken so long, and then Mr. Ollivander had seemed dead-set on one, but she couldn't feel any connection, so she simply gave up and decided that she would get one custom made later that day.

She recieved her books at just over 100 galleons total, which she felt was slightly overpriced for required materials. Around 600 pounds, if she remembered correctly. She went to grab some ice cream for herself and Hagrid, and when she had come back, she found him with a snowy owl that was apparently an early birthday present. She hugged him as best as she could, tears streaming down her face. "I've never gotten a birthday present before!" She immediately decided to name the owl Belle, which meant beautiful in French, a language she had looked at when she was at school.

[Wand selection has been removed as it is the same thing over and over again. Sorry for anyone who wanted to see this!]

Selene marveled at her new wand an hour after Hagrid left her at the station. 10 1/2 inches, very flexible. Cedar wood with a Veela hair core is what he had told her. The cedar represented loyalty, and an inability to be manipulated, while the Veela hair represented her rapidly changing mindset and mood, which might've been influenced by her metamorphmagus abilities.

She rented a room above the Leaky Cauldron for the next few weeks, learning simple things about wizards and goblins alike thanks to Griphook. He even told her how to get on to the platform, which was helpful. What good is knowing a destination with no way to get there? She read through her books multiple times. She wanted to be prepared as possible for school, just in case someone started quizzing her, expecting her to know everything since she was famous or something.

A few minutes later, she started walking through the platform at King's Station, before distantly hearing a woman shouting, "How do we get onto the platform?" and looking around wildly, as if she was looking for someone. 'Maybe even me.' Selene laughed internally before walking through the barrier with her cart of things shrunken, and Belle on her shoulder.

She got onto the train car in silence. She had been practicing her metamorphmagus abilities with Griphook. She could now change her hair and eye color at will for many hours, even through sleep, but things like facial and bone structures were much more difficult, although, maybe not as difficult as they might've been if her bones were all completely healthy.

Right now she was wearing a crimson silk dress with a straw hat and yellow band on top. She had changed her hair color to brown, and her eye color to pink.

A few minutes started to pass by, and the train was starting to warm up, ready to leave soon. Suddenly, the door slid open, and a feminine voice asked, "Mind if Cedric and I sit here? Zacharias is being a jerk." Selene lifted her head up, and her pink eyes stared into the pink eyes of Nymphadora "Don't call me that!" Tonks.

Ollivander's Notes

The girl didn't want the wand. I wasn't even sure if it was the correct girl. She looked slightly different from what Albus had told me. Nevertheless, she didn't want the wand Albus told me would be perfect for her. She wasn't even 11, and she knew well enough to say no! It smelled like a trap from a mile away, and this reaction only set my suspicions in stone. I hope the girl will be able to find another wand-maker. It'll be hard to succeed without one.

Well... how do you like it? My longest chapter yet, and all for the first chapter of a new story! I didn't intend on it being this long, but it just kept spewing out more and more words. I already know which house Selene is going to be in, but I would appreciate it if you all would guess which one you think, and why!

Finished at 1:38 AM on October 12th, 2018.

Updated at 4:55 PM on October 14th, 2018. Reason: Selene was called Holly.

Total word count: 4,163 words