Yoko Littner looked at the ring on her finger, sensing that this ring was something more. The ring had a timer on it that was counting down, to what she didn't know. Yoko had found the ring inside a letter her mother and father had told her to open on her 11th birthday. The letter read as follows;

Our little star

If you are reading this, then the earthquakes have taken our lives. We are so sorry that we can't be there for you on your 11th birthday, but know that we love you, even after death. We wanted to tell you that our family didn't come from this time, but from the distant past. This ring is something that when you are old enough, will be able to help you find the one for you, we love you so much yoko. Please, don't forget that.


Mum and Dad

Yoko littner had cried herself to sleep after reading the letter and the next morning put the ring on. She was now 13 years old, and the timer on the ring read 245:5:3. 245 days, 5 hours, and 3 minutes left on the ring before the ring took her to find the one she would love, from what her Mum and Dad had wrote in the letter. Picking up her sniper rifle, Yoko headed out to stop the gunmen piloted by the beastmen. Until the day that the ring ran out, the beastmen would find themselves at the front end of her rifle.

Harry Potter looked at his right hand's scar, a 7 point star burned onto the top of his hand. The arm itself was not human, instead it was like the godzilla's arm from the new movie, Shin Gojira. Harry then got off his bed and opened his door to head downstairs to get to work. His uncle told him that if he was to earn his weight around here, he was an auto repairman at J&J's auto repair and car fixer's shop. Grabbing his jacket, Harry left the house and walked to the auto shop, whistling a disney tune as he did. The way he lived at Number 4 was understandably rough, until he turned ten. He had to cook, clean, and do all the chores in the house until he had started hand-to-hand combat training, paid by his aunt Petunia. This stopped Harry from doing the chores because the training took up most of his time, then his aunt started schooling him. Dudley was also a pain to handle, but the training saved him from his cousin's gang. He then started martial arts and earned the title "Kaiju Arm Potter" when he defeated the trainer with nothing but his kaiju arm. Harry entered the auto shop and put on his work shirt before heading to Jake's office.

Jake Howard was a man in his early thirties, had dark brown hair and sharp blue eyes. He was a good boss and Harry was glad that Jake gave him a job at his auto shop. "Jake, I came in as you asked. So, whats up?" Jake looked at the raven haired boy before answering "Harry, I got a letter from someone that I know, but what disturbed me is that they're bringing someone named Mosura Lillian Potter with them...I think that this is your lost sister." That stopped Harry's heart before he said "I-I-I have a sister?!"

Jake gave him as confused look, "You didn't know you had a sister? Everyone in the magical world knows this...but" Jake stopped before abruptly standing, startling Harry. "That old fool, Harry please sit down. I have something very important to tell you." Harry sat in the seat in front of Jake's desk, wondering what Jake was all mad about. "Harry, I am a wizard, one of many that are hiding from the non-magical world." Jake pulled out a stick from his desk and handed it to Harry. The wood was oak and had some strange warmth to it, Harry looked at it and then back at Jake. "Is this a wand or a stick?"

Jake grinned "Its a stick with a magical core that is called a wand. My wand is oak with a unicorn hair, ten and a fifth inches long. But, you, Harry and your twin sister are heroes in our world." Harry handed back the oak wand to Jake and asked "Hero's? All I remember is holding someone, a green light, a scream, and then blackness." Jake gave him a sorrowful look "Your memories are of the attack that a dark lord going by the name of" Jake closed his eyes before sighing "Voldemort, on October 30th. Your parents went into hiding to protect both you and your sister, they had your Godfather Sirius Black as secret keeper."

"Secret Keeper?" Harry asked confused "There is a spell called the Fidelius charm, it hides a place in your very soul and the only way to tell someone about is it is if the secret keeper writes it and hands it to you. But, the magic of the fidelius charm is...hard to explain...If your godfather was the secret keeper, then the fidelius charm makes the person unable to tell anyone the secret that would harm the family. But, he was chucked into Azkaban without a trail and has been there ever since. The magic of being a godfather makes the person unable to harm or try to harm the family in question without the magic killing him. I suspect that if your godfather ever gave the secret to Voldemort he would be dead the moment he tried to write the secret."

"I knew your mother, Lily, from school. She and your father would have used your Godfather as a distraction to hide the true secret keeper. Whoever it was, I hope they burn. Anyway, Harry, you and your sister were the only people to survive the killing curse. The scar on your hand is the place where I think that the curse bounced off and right back at Voldemort. No one had found the body of the dark lord, but it was the end of the war." Harry digested this information and then asked "But, why was my sister and I separated after that?"

Jake sighed, placing his hands on his face before moving them away from his face and placed them on the desk. "I can only guess why but I have a working theory. This man named Albus Dumbledore separated the two of you and he placed you at your aunt and uncle's. Your sister was sent somewhere else, but she is comming here so if I were you, I would start preparing for her arrival. Albus separated you from our world, if I hazard to guess, so you could have a childhood away from your fame that only happened because of your parents sacrifice to save you two. But, the old man may have something up his sleeve, he is a political force in the wizarding world, he has done many things but I can only guess that some of them have to do with you and your sister." Jake pause before he glanced out the window, Harry followed his gaze and saw a bright navy blue car pull up to the shop. "Their here, that was fast..." Jake said before standing up and motioned Harry to follow him. The two exited the shop and walked towards the car.

When Harry saw the raven shoulder length hair and emerald green eyes of the girl, his heart stopped. Then the girl's eyes met his and she squeaked "Harry?" Harry nodded, dumbfounded, could this girl be his sister? He was brought out of his dazed state when he was flattened in a hug by his 'sister'. "Brother! I'm so happy to finally see you again!" That just confirmed it, this was his sister. "Can't-breath!" He gasped as he tried to escape his sister's bear hug, only to hear the laughter of Jake coming from behind him, making him blush. "Sorry, I'm just so glad to finally see you again, Harry! Oh, I haven't told you my name yet, I'm Mosura Lillian Potter, your twin sister." Mosura smiled brightly as she said this, making Harry start smiling as well. "Could I stand, please?" Harry was then pulled to his feet my Mosura, who then hugged him again.

Harry hugged back, he sensed that Mosura was telling the truth and was his sister. He closed his eye's and pulled his sis closer, sighing as he did. He never told anyone this, but the hole in his heart that couldn't be filled had just been filled by his long lost twin sister. He could have died right there and then, a happy man.

The year after his twin sister was reunited with him was a blur. Harry was so happy to have someone to talk too, be with, and feel loved by. Dudley was now complaining more often than usual, but his aunt put a stop to it, threatening her son with a diet of watermelons and squash if he didn't man up. His uncle Vernon was split, on one side he was glad that he had a niece but the other was jealous of the fact that he now had two magic children to deal with. Harry brought his sister to his martial arts and hand-to-hand combat trainings to see if Mosura wanted to join. Mosura took to the training like a fish to water, just like Harry did and the two siblings were at the top of their classes. They both worked as partners in Jake's auto shop and earned money that was put into a savings account at the bank.

That all changed on August 1st, when two letters appeared in the mail that day. Harry had brought in the mail and entered the kitchen, his sis was having a conversation with Aunt Petunia about flowers and his uncle was reading the paper. "Mail's here," Harry said when he looked up from the first letter, he handed the bill to his uncle, who nodded at him before returning to his sausage. He handed the gardening catalogue to his aunt and the comic book to his cousin, a subscription to the comic book as a birthday present. Harry then noticed the final letters, it read To Harry J. Potter, Second upstairs room on the left, Number 4, Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey .

"Huh...Sis, we got some mail." Harry said slowly as he read the address over again, not believing at how accurate the address was. "Mail? Oh, I forgot!" Mosura smiled as she took the letter with her name on it and read aloud "To Mosura L. Potter, second upstairs room on the left, Number 4, Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey." The Dursleys looked at them then the letters and back again. "How in the devil did they know about the room you two share?" Vernon asked, his confusion evident as his beady eye's looked at the letter in Harry's hand. "Oh, Uncle," Mosura giggle "Its our Hogwarts acceptance letter." She expression turned sour then, she gave the letter to Petunia and looked like she was going to cry.

Petunia broke the wax seal on the envelope, pulling out a piece of parchment and put the paper on the table so everyone could read it. It read;


Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Ms. Potter,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress

"Wait, its August 1st today. How are we supposed to tell them that we accepted?" Harry asked his sister, realizing that it could have been way too late to 'owl' back a reply. Petunia looked at him before answering "Your mother got the letter the day after the 31st as well. But, one of the teachers came that next day and explained it all to our family..." She then took out the second piece of parchment and laid it on the table, like the first. It read;


UNIFORM First-year students will require:

1. Three sets of plain work robes (black)

2. One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear

3. One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)

4. One winter cloak (black, with silver fastenings)

Please note that all pupil's clothes should carry name tags.


All students should have a copy of each of the following:

The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1) by Miranda Goshawk

A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot

Magical Theory by Adalbert Waffling

A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration by Emeric Switch

One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi by Phyllida Spore

Magical Drafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger

Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them by Newt Scamander

The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection by Quentin Trimble


1 wand

1 cauldron (pewter, standard size 2)

1 set glass or crystal phials

1 telescope

1 set brass scales

Students may also bring, if they desire, an owl OR a cat OR a toad.


Yours sincerely,

Lucinda Thomsonicle-Pocus

Chief Attendant of Witchcraft Provisions

Uncle Vernon looked over the second paper and then up at the two siblings. "If this...school...has acceptance letters then where in the world do they get all of this stuff, then?" CRACK! Everyone jumped at the sound and turned to see a woman standing before the kitchen door. She had green robes, a pointed hat and a monocle. "I'm sorry to interrupt your breakfast, but I've come to speak with Mr. and Ms. Potter." Harry's only thought at that moment was 'Who is this woman?!