Harry and Alexa Potter

Prolouge

A/N: Hello, everybody. This idea has been with me since book 5. and I'm only now getting around to actually writing it. I'm going to try and explain what this series is about.

This is the first of seven fictions which basically follows the same plots of the books. However, there's a twist. Harry has a twin. How would Harry having a sister to share the burden of Voldemort change the course of events in the novels? Instead of the Golden Trio, what if there were four?

The overall putcome of events will be the same. The Sorcerers Stone, The Chamber, The Prisoner of Azkaban, The Triwizard Tournament, The Order, The Half-Blood Prince, The Deathly Hallows, will all be the same whereas the plots end up. But how they reach these goals is going to be a bit different because, of course, Harry has a sister and there are now four instead of three.

This is following the first book, starting out with the prologue that I hope I can explain further. Enjoy

Disclaimer: I DO NOT own the Potter series. I am not JK Rowling, I cannot do that. This is a simply a fiction of What if's.

Privet drive was exceptionally quiet on that October night. Nobody could see the strange man with long, grey hair and a pointed hat extinguishing the street lamps. In the dark of the night, nobody could see a cat transfigure into a woman, either. The woman in emerald robes and the man started walking side by side down the street.

"Why are we here, Albus? Your message said it was urgent." The woman spoke, hushed even though she knew only her companion could hear her at this time of night.

"I'm afraid it's happened, Minerva." Replied the man with the silvery beard, he sounded quite worried.

"The end of You-Know-Who?" The man nodded, "What, how? When?"

Albus sighed, "Only a few hours ago. I'm afraid that James and Lily are dead. Voldemort," Mineva winced at his name, "attempted to kill the twins. Only the curse backfired, they survived it."

Minerva looked quite shocked at the news, "Survived the Killing Curse? At only one years old? Why, that's impossible!"

"It is, I agree. But something happened. He is severely weakened and has gone into hiding, he will be back." Albus explained, rather calmly.

The woman walking beside him took a moment to take in all of the information.

"When do you expect the Dark Lord's return?"

"I presume," he started, "that he will need to heal and find a body. Which, hopefully, could take up to several years."

"What about the children?" It just now donned on the woman about the remarkable survivor's safety, what will happen to them?

"That is why I have asked you to com here," Albus paused and looked around at their surroundings, Minerva followed his movement, "We have to place them under the care of their aunt, Lily's sister, and her husband for protection. It's the only sure way they will be safe."

There was a distant noise of a motorbike in the air, its headlights could be seen coming closer to Privet Drive through the clouds. The two were watching it carefully, one slightly smiling and the other looking curious and confused. Suddenly, the bike landed right infront of the house in which they were standing, at Number Four.

"They're all righ'" Said a rather large man climbing off of the bike and leaning into the sidecar, picking up what resembled two bundles of blankets.

"Hagrid, what are you doing here?" Asked Minerva, obviously confused and shocked at the half-giant appearing on a noisy motorbike.

"Don't worry, Minerva. I asked Hagrid to collect the twins and bring them here," Albus took a brief pause before asking the hairy man, "What's it like down there?"

Hagrid wiped a tear from his eye, "It's horrible, Professor. Someone betrayed 'em! Poor James an' Lily, they were good people! The place 's swarm'd with Aurors. Said they foun' a fing'r."

Albus nodded sadly, as he pulled out a letter from his pocket. He then motioned for Hagrid to place the babies on the stoop. Visibly, the twins had identical scars shaped like lightning bolts. One of them had the scar on their forehead, the other on the nape of their neck. Albus placed the letter between them.

"Goodbye for now, Harry and Alexa Potter."