Harry's Little Sister
This is my first ever fanfic and so it's just a little short story. Hope you enjoy! Any of these characters or places that are from the Harry Potter books are sadly not mine, and belong to JK Rowling, our queen.
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Summary: Voldemort is still at power and has learned about the prophecy. He goes to kill Neville Longbottom instead of Harry Potter. Meanwhile, Dumbledore has successfully located the Horcruxes that Voldemort has already made and destroyed them. The fidelius charm on the Longbottom household was never broken, and Voldemort, having no more Horcruxes, has gone into hiding. (I know, it's kinda stupid, but let's focus on the new story.)
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Chapter 1
The bright morning light filtered in through the window of the beautiful house in the meadow. It swept across the shiny hardwood floor and brought warmth into the Potter household. One year old Harry was asleep in his crib, clutching his stuffed snowy owl he called "Hebwig" in his chubby fist. He was sucking on his thumb and gave a sigh of comfort, rolling onto his side.
In the room across from Harry, His parents, Lily and James were not in bed. Lily, now 8 ½ months pregnant had woken up her husband in the dead of night, clutching her swollen belly and saying in a panicky tone "James! We need to go NOW! The baby is coming, I can feel it!"
James had lept out of bed and jammed his glasses onto his face, instantly awoken by Lily's words. "Ok come on now Lils, we'll take the Floo Network to St. Mungo's." he said calmly, as not to scare Lily further.
The young couple had contacted Sirius and Remus to ask them to watch Harry while they were gone, and then left quickly.
Now, Harry stirred as a clanging noise echoed from the bright, warm kitchen.
"Ouch!" Sirius yelped as he yanked his burnt hand away from the pan. "The bloody thing burnt me!"
Remus, scarred and tired looking, glanced up from his newspaper, The Daily Prophet and scoffed. "Sirius, you can't touch the pan to see if it's hot enough with your bare hand and not get burned. You have to-"
He was cut off by a whimpering sound coming from upstairs. Harry had woken up. The whimpers turned to crying as Harry waited for his parents to come and get him. Sirius and Remus exchanged a look, and then dropped everything and sprinted upstairs to see what was wrong.
Harry immediately stopped his wailing as the two men burst into the Gryffindor colored bedroom. He looked at them in surprise and then giggled. "Uncle Siwius and Uncle Weemus!" he exclaimed, roaring with laughter at their concerned faces.
Remus walked over to the crib and lifted the boy out. "Hi Harry! How are you today?" He cooed.
"Where's mummy?" said Harry, ignoring the question.
"Let's go eat some breakfast and then we'll go see mummy and daddy. They have a surprise for you!" said Sirius with a smile.
They led the infant down into the kitchen where the pan that had burnt Sirius was sitting innocently. With a wave of his wand, Sirius had 3 eggs scramble themselves in it. They sat Harry into his Elmo high chair and put a bib on him that said "Daddy's boy" on it and was patterned with little Snitches.
A steaming plate of eggs were soon at the table, and the 3 dug in. When they were done, and all the egg Harry had thrown was picked up, Remus took him back into his room and put him in a small plaid muggle shirt and overalls. Then, they stepped into the green flames in the living room, and zoomed away to see the new baby.