Hi everyone, my name is I Used To Rule The World—but you can call me Audri! And I'm here bringing you my first ever fanfic, being sort-of co-written by my boyfriend, Never An Honest Word (a.k.a. Chase), his sister/my best friend Lex, and Chase's best friend CJ. Say hi to the people everyone.

Chase: …

Chase, why aren't you saying anything?

Chase: I can't think of anything insulting to say to the readers.

CJ: Ever the insulting one, aren't you, Chasikins?

Hey! I'm the only one who has permission to call him that!

Chase: … *looks down and blushes*

Aww, he's so shy it's cute!

Lex: Never in my life have I seen him act that way. *Bows down to Audri* Audri, you have my eternal allegiance.

Thank you Lex, but I suppose it's time to start things up. As I said, I'm Audri. This is my first-ever fanfic, being partially co-written (as in, very small portions) with Chase, CJ and Lex. It will feature character inserts from all of us, but I'm for the most part going to be writing them all. This story is meant to be a much more action-oriented and realistic rewrite of Harry Potter—primarily the war aspects, involving actual weapons (though with everything else in the Wizarding world, the weapons will be quite a few ages behind, so we're dealing with swords, axes, etcetera) and it will hopefully be growing the main characters and expanding on others who didn't get a major spotlight in the actual franchise. So, without further ado, let us… BEGIN!

Chase: ALSO! It should be mentioned that while we're still sticking to the actual timeline, we're going to move the progress of technology a little bit—to the point where Gameboy Advances have already come out, cellphones are being developed, music that wasn't even thought of in the early 90's (aside from certain unacceptable . I'm looking at you, Kanye) and the internet is starting to get worth visiting.

And it should also be noted that unless explicitly stated, every chapter will be narrated by my character Audri.

"Audri, time to wake up!" said the loud voice of my mother, coming through my bedroom door sounding muffled and significantly softer—but what really woke me up was the smell of bacon. Her cooking has always been the source of inspiration for me, and thanks to my naturally high metabolism, I can eat platefuls and not have the slightest consequence. I bolted up in my bed and shook my head, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes.

As soon as I felt awake, I actually opened my eyes and stared into the mirror that rested on my wall, directly across from my twin-sized bed (with officially licensed Pokémon sheets and comforter). "Hmm…" I murmured, glancing at the redheaded girl looking back at me. Her long red hair was wild, her skin pale, and her face heart-shaped; thanks to my excellent vision I could see the smattering of freckles across her nose, and the tiniest of beauty marks that rested at the bottom corner of her lips. "I think I look alright," I said, sliding out of bed and glancing down at my current outfit: an overly large Black Veil Brides t-shirt (which belonged to my father), completely black and adorned with a silver shield in the middle, with a caption that read "Black Veil Brides" and had the customary BVB insignia on it; aside from that I wear a pair of short purple shorts with a Bulbasaur on them, the tiny green dinosaur leaping at an invisible opponent.

"Although… I doubt mum would appreciate me coming down in my short shorts," I said finally, putting on a pair of Disney Princess pajama pants—yeah, I like Black Veil Brides and Disney Princesses—so what? Wanna fight about it?

"On the double, Audri," mum called once more, as my father always used to, and like she always had after he… never mind.

"Coming, mum!" I replied, trying to bring my usual cheer into my voice. I flung open my door and walked into the hallway, my feet lightly touching the cold wood floor. "I'm a loaded gun, an only son… but I'm nobody's hero," I sang quietly, practically dancing my way down the stairs as I reached them, doing my best to make no noise at all—a usual exercise my dad had me doing when he was alive, God love his Auror thought process.

I moved slowly and deliberately through the sitting room, avoiding the squeaky floorboard to the immediate left of the television, and into the kitchen. "I'm here, mum." I said as I walked into the kitchen, running my hand along the granite countertop of the island. My mother stood by the oven, dressed in her usual morning outfit of her pink bathrobe and an apron; her red hair was tied loosely into a ponytail; she quietly hummed the tune to "Knives and Pens" as the smell of bacon, eggs and potatoes wafts in the air.

"Took you long enough," she joked happily, placing a plate piled high with bacon, eggs, potatoes and toast, as well as a glass of milk in front of me as I sat at the island.

I have often been told that I look like an almost carbon copy of my mother—we both have pale skin and freckles, as well as long red hair (she has long been mistaken as a member of another Wizarding family known as the Weasleys—though we are distantly related, I have never met them and I do not believe that she has either), and a strange love for Black Veil Brides. We both happen to be the same height (five feet tall to be exact, although I'm still growing) and have a constant cheeriness about us.

"Eat up, dear, we have a big day ahead of us," she said as I began to eat. "Guess what came today?" she added, waving a letter with an intricate seal; it was addressed to "Ms. Audrianne Silverkin, Tirith End, outside of Dublin, Ireland," and the seal was adorned with a snake, a lion, an eagle, and a badger…

I nearly choked on the strip of bacon I was eating; "My Hogwarts letter!" I practically cried with joy.

"You know what that means," mum said, smiling broadly.

"Diagon Alley!" I yelled happily; I had been there only once before, and I remembered that I loved that place quite a bit.

"That's right," she said, "so eat up and get dressed. We should leave as soon as possible if we're to be done."

(Chase's POV)

"Wake up, you idiot," a bored voice said.

"Oww, my head…" I said, rubbing my forehead which had a sudden twinge of pain. "Damn it, Lex, do you gotta hit me so hard?" I complained, glaring up at the blonde-haired girl who stood glaring straight back—my twin sister, Alexis, affectionately known as Lex.

"If I didn't, you probably wouldn't be awake. Mum says it's time for breakfast." She said curtly, narrowing her eyes at me. "And for Merlin's sake, put on a shirt—you're not as ripped as you'd like to believe."

"Shut up," I muttered as she walked out of my room; I groaned and rolled out of bed, before lazily grabbing hold of my desk and pulling myself up, shaking my long blonde hair and sighing. I stumbled to my bathroom and washed my face, and then I sort-of combed my hair and put on my deodorant. I slid on a black t-shirt with the words "Mylo Xyloto" written in tie-dye on it, a reference to the Coldplay album, and a pair of jeans, and then I walked out of my room and down the hallway.

I walked practically drunkenly down the stairs, almost falling on the third step, and into our kitchen, which thankfully wasn't too far away. I took a seat next to my older brother Tyler at the table. Tyler and I, although Lex and I are actually twins, look the most alike out of anyone in the family—we both have rather long blonde hair and unusually womanly features (we have often been compared to Libra from Fire Emblem). Lex and I do look somewhat similar, although she prefers to keep her hair fairly short and has sharper features—but everyone in my family shares at least one trait: blue, hawk-like eyes that often tip off people to our observant nature.

"Look alive, son," my dad called from the head of the table as he tossed me some bacon, which I happily accepted. Tyler—without asking, per usual—piled a bunch of eggs and toast onto my plate, though I wasn't going to complain. My older sister Taylor slid a glass of orange juice across the table and offered me a calm smile—always the serene one, she was.

"Alright, here's the agenda for today," mum said in her commanding tone as she sat down at the table. I was practically asleep in my eggs, but I managed to keep myself awake. "We need to head out to Diagon Alley."

This was met by cheers from Lex and I—though mine were quite unenthusiastic and half-arsed.

"Tyler and Taylor need to get their Hogwarts supplies—"

"Have our letters come yet, mum?" Lex interrupted, unusually giddy for… well, for her in general.

"Yes, dear, they came with Tyler and Taylor's." she said in a kind, yet at the same time chiding voice. "So we need to get yours as well, which shouldn't be too bad… and no, Lex, we're not getting you a cat."

"But muuuuum!" Lex whined; seriously, this was like seeing the sun go dark—this is incredibly unlike her.

"No, Alexis, have you forgotten that both you and Chase are allergic to cats?" dad said, his voice tired—we had had this discussion several times before.

"Fine," Lex said, residing to a pout.

"Tuck in everyone, we have a big day ahead of us," mum said as we began to eat.

(CJ's POV)

"C'mon, ya little rascal, get up," came the all-too familiar voice of my sister. I opened my eyes happily to see what guise she would wake me up with this morning. She was smiling down at me with the face of Darth Maul from the Star Wars franchise, red and black tattoos and all—though it was somewhat terrifying.

"Nym… you know that's kinda frightening." I said jokingly. "Where are mum and dad?"

"They had to go do something, so they left me in charge of you for the day. We've got a busy day ahead of us, so I don't see what was so important…"

"What have we gotta do today?" I asked inquisitively, shaking my hair and changing it to a short, spiky black; my eyes became suddenly green. I smiled at her.

She grinned evilly at me and said, "To tell you that would be to reveal a closely guarded secret. But you'll see, we've gotta go to Diagon Alley."

"Really? Alright," I said, jumping up and glancing down at my tanned skin. "When are we leaving?"

"As soon as you get dressed. We'll have brunch at the Leaky Cauldron, c'mon!" she said, grabbing my hand and pulling me to my closet.

Well, that was it everyone, I hope you enjoyed! It was probably a little short, but it was kind of a rush-writing. If you have any suggestions, please leave a review or pm it to me. If you liked it, leave a review, favourite, follow, anything! Please give me constructive criticism, this was my first story so nothing bad, please!

Love y'all~

Audri