#allison runcorn

This is a beautiful quick sketch of Allison Runcorn from my retelling of Harry Potter and the Philosopher Stone. Harry first meets her at Platform 9&3/4 and although antagonistic at first she, Tracey Davis, and Theodore Nott becomes fast friends with Harry as he traverses what it truly means to be a Slytherin. In canon Runcorn is a girl attending hogwarts at the same time as Harry but isn’t even given a first name. I have written her as Albert Runcorn’s daughter and she has ocean blue eyes, slightly tanned skin from her mothers side, straight shoulder-length black hair, a slightly chubby face and body, and is a little taller than Harry in the beginning of book one. To learn more about her read my chapters here:

https://www.wattpad.com/story/245680871-slytherin-raised-by-wolfstar-harry-potter-and-the

The next chapter of my Slytherin Harry Potter re-write is out, now avalible in both Wattpad and Ao3:

https://www.wattpad.com/1050413110-slytherin-raised-by-wolfstar-harry-potter-and-the

https://archiveofourown.org/works/30340629/chapters/75126849

Here is an excerpt from the chapter:

‘No Crabbe and Goyle up here to save your neck, Malfoy,’ Harry called.

The same thought seemed to have struck Malfoy.

‘Catch it if you can, than!’ he shouted, and threw the glass ball high into the air and streaked back towards the ground.

Harry saw, as though in slow motion, the ball rise up in the air and then start to fall. He leant forward and pointed his broom handle down-next second he was gathering intense speed in a steep nose dive, racing the ball-wind whistled in her ears, mingled with the screams of people watching-he stretched out his hand-a foot from the ground he caught it, just in time to pull his broom straight, and he toppled gently on to the grass with the Remembrall clutched safely in his fist.

‘HARRY POTTER!’

His heart sank faster than he’d just dived. Professor McGonagall was running towards them. He got to his feet, trembling.

‘Never-in all my time at Hogwarts-‘

Professor McGonagall was almost speechless with shock, and her glasses flashed furiously, ‘-How dare you-might have broken your neck-‘

‘It wasn’t his fault Professor-‘

‘Be quiet, Mr Weasley-‘

Here is a snipbit of my new chapter:

...

'How could a troll get in?'

'How should I possibly know, if I had to bet a galleon I'd put it on Peeves.'

They passed different groups of people hurrying in different directions. As they jostled their way through a crowd of confused Ravenclaws, Harry suddenly grabbed Allison's arm.

'I've just though-Theo!'

'So what?'

'He doesn't know about the troll.'

She rolled her eyes, but the nervous look in her eyes let Harry know she did indeed care.

'Come on Allison.' Harry snapped. He than waved at Tracey to get her attention, 'We are going to warm Theo.'

'Ok, I'm coming with.'

...

He didn't get enough time to think about this because the second they were positive Snape was out of ear shot a blood curdling scream can from up ahead.

'THEODORE!'

They closed the distance between themselves and Theodore, but between them was a foul smelling, twelve feet tall, dull granite grey skinned troll. He had a lumpy body, and a small bald head, short thick legs, horny feet, and worst of all he was holding a huge wooden club and was swinging it at poor Theodore.

Theodore was backed up against the wall and a column sticking out of the wall, he was pale, but currently unhurt. The troll was advancing again, breaking a bench along the way.

https://www.wattpad.com/1060681493-slytherin-raised-by-wolfstar-harry-potter-and-the