95Author's note: HI! This is my first story...and yes, it is about Harry Potter (I kind of have an obsession). So, Harry has a twin, Hannah, who makes a few friends and pretty much does the same stuff as Harry (and maybe a little more!) I do not own Harry Potter, that is J.K. Rowling's publishment, but there are a few characters (dedicated to my lovely friends) that I created myself. So I own them, but the basis of Harry Potter isnt mine! So Dont sue me! And reviews are loved!
Prologue
Lilly and James were dead, to begin with. And they had been murdered by Lord Voldemort. The babies they had left behind were left with Lilly's sister Petunia. Dumbledore had left a letter with the sleeping twins, Harry and Hannah.
Harry and Hannah slept on, unknowing that they were now famous, that their aunt was going to wake them in a few hours time with a shriek of surprise. Harry turned over and placed his tiny hands on his sister, who was sleeping facing him.
The moment their skin met, nowhere near Privite Drive at all, in Malfoy Manor. The new addition to the Malfoy clan, one year old Draco Malfoy woke with a wail.
Chapter 1
Discovery
It was a nice summer day and a young girl was lying in her bed reading a book.
That girl was me. My name is Hannah Lillian Marie Isabella Potter. My parents James and Lilly were killed in a car crash on Halloween and I was sent to my only relatives Jerko and Jerkette as I liked to call them sometimes (in my head of course, I'd be beaten if I called them that to their face). Their real names are Vernon and Petunia Dursley. They lived at number 4 Privite Drive. I do have a twin brother named after my father, Harry. The Dursleys have a son too Dudley, who was a fat lazy greedy slob.
Harry had a scar like mine, a bolt of lightning in the middle of his forehead. Mine was on my neck. The first question I asked my aunt was how we got them. We were told that we got them in the car wreck where my parents died. Harry was proud of his little quirk, but I was ashamed. I hid my scar under my black hair, or under my many coloured chokers and turtlenecks that I bought with my own money. I was considered a freak at school because of my clothes. I would wear on a normal day a pair of jeans and a tee shirt. But at school I wore the uniform in the oddest way. The tie would be undone and the shirt was untucked. I was despite my style, what the students called a browner. I never had any real friends, just a lot of back stabbers and traitors.
I will never forget the day the letters started pouring in. It all started two days before mine and Harry's eleventh birthday near the end of July. Vernon and Petunia never cared about my birthday. When I turned 10 the Dursleys gave me a stupid pair of Vernon's old socks.
When I came home from the playground Uncle Vernon started to yell at me. He always yells at me for the dumbest reasons. One time I told Dudley to tuck in his shirt Vernon said "You have no right to boss my son around." Then he beat me and sent me to my cupboard under the stairs that I share with Harry (one cramped cupboard plus one mattress…not very fun). But this time he was hollering about two letters that came in with mine and Harry's name on them
"Who would be writing to you and your stupid brother?" Vernon asked.
I said "I don't know don't ask me!" then I stormed to my cupboard to read when Vernon told me to go to Dudley's second bedroom because I was getting to big to be in that cupboard.
"You and your brother will share the smallest room. So get your stuff before I change my mind!"
It did not take me long to take my things to Dudley's 2nd room. There were four rooms in the house. One for Jerko and Jerkette, one for guests (mostly Jerko's brother Marge) one for Dudley and the fourth one for all of Dudley's stuff that would not fit in his room.
Most of the stuff in there was busted BEYOND repair. Like Dudley's 1st TV set, which he put his foot though when his favourite show cancelled.
When morning arrived however, MORE of the letters that Jerko mentioned arrived!
The letters were written on a parchment like paper in green ink. On the leaf of the envelope there was a crest with a snake, a badger, an eagle and a griffin around a large letter H.
That was when Jerko took us on one dumb vacation to the middle of the sea. When we went to bed there was silence. The next day was mine and Harry's eleventh birthday. We ticked the time off until we turned eleven on Dudley's wristwatch, thinking about waking him up for a good laugh.
Then, right at the stroke of midnight…BANG BANG BANG! Loud cannon like sound filled the tiny hut.
"Where's the gun at?" Dudley said stupidly.
Just as I got up to answer the door the door smashed opened. I almost fainted when I saw who came to call.
The man who was there was HUGE. He had a big hairy face and black eyes that glittered at all of us. When he spoke the entire cabin shook. Dudley gave a squeak and ran behind his parents, but Harry and I weren't scared.
"Hey if it isn't Potter twins!" said the man "I brought you and your brother a birthday present ."
All I could do was look at him. I didn't even know this person and he got me a present.
Anyways I opened my present while this guy I barley knew started cooking up some sausages for everybody. When I opened the box I saw a big squashed chocolate cake with HAPPY BIRTHDAY HARRY AND HANNAH! Written in blue icing my favourite colour.
"I might have sat on it some time on my way here, but it should still taste all right."
Harry and I stared at the man in utter confusion "Thank you…umm" we said together.
"The name is Rubeus Hagrid. But you can call me Hagrid everyone does. So are you ready to go to school? I have had Dumbledore sent you over 500 letters but we never got a write back."
"What school?" I said.
"Why Hogwarts of course, Hannah. A school of Witchcraft and Wizardry." Hagrid explained "You and your brother are both going this year."
"Wait. A school of what?" Harry asked confused.
"Witchcraft and Wizardry. You and Harry can do magic. You're a witch. And Harry, you're a wizard."
"We can't be!"
"So…the Potter twins not magic. Nothing has happened to you when you were hurt or angry?"
I gulped. This…Hagrid was right. I could make things happen. One time, my aunt had cut my hair so short that I looked like Harry and she hid all my chokers. The next day, though, it had grown back.
And Dudley's gang had beaten me at school…didn't I get revenge by setting a boa constrictor on him and his best friend Peirs Polkiess?
"I thought so. You'll both see. You'll be right famous at Hogwarts."
"I am not paying for a freak to teach her and the boy magic tricks!" Vernon yelled.
"She is going; I have her money from Gringotts and another birthday present, an owl. She will not be denied her right to know her talent. Unless she does not wish to come to Hogwarts?" Hagrid asked.
"I want to go; I think it will be fun."
"Absolutely not!" Petunia yelled "I will not have another freak in this family! First your mother, but not you and the boy, OH NO! I will not have another witch in the family! She met that Potter at that school and got married and had you! If she wasn't a witch, if she was normal, she wouldn't have gotten herself blown up, and we wouldn't be stuck with you ungrateful brats!"
"Blown up!" Harry and I said together "You told us they died in a car crash!"
Hagrid blew a gasket, pulling out a pink umbrella and poking it at Dudley's bum. He grew a pig tail where the umbrella touched it.
Then, Hagrid told Harry and I everything. He told us that we really were magic. And our parents didn't die in a car wreck. They were murdered, by this Lord…I think Hagrid called him…or well, let's say he shuddered it out, Voldemort.
By the time Hagrid told us the truth, I was pumped and ready to go to Hogwarts.
"You and your stupid brother are not going!" Vernon yelled "You are going to Stonewall High and be bloody grateful for it!"
"I said I WANT TO GO!" I yelled.
Just as I said so, the rain picked up thunder clapped and lightning boomed. A fire appeared in the grate. My eyes widened in shock.
"Did I…did I do that?" I asked.
"Yeah, but don't worry about it. It's natural for stuff like that to happen to witches and wizards before they get their wands."
And with that, the Dursleys went out into the rain and onto the boat and rowed away.
Hagrid pulled off his coat and threw it over me and Harry.
"You two can kip under that. Don't mind it if it moves, I have some mice in the pockets."
At that moment, I curled up next to Harry and fell asleep.