Harry Potter and the Unknown Twin

TLH-authoress

PG-13

Set in the 7th year at Hogwarts. Voldemort is still alive. A new girl comes to Hogwarts with absolutely no control over her powers and it is up to Harry Potter to teach her before she causes harm to someone. There is a problem. She HATES Harry Potter and everything about him including his friends. (HBP never happened)

AN: This story is one that I have been working on for over a year and I'm still having problems with it. However, I'm going to post what I do like up so that all of you can read it. If you find any errors or anything like that, please let me know. Also, reviews of any type would be appreciated, even if it's criticism. Enjoy!

Ok, I the author, would like to tell all my potential reviewers that this story is still sketchy and will be revised once I get feedback on all that has been written.
Thanks again for reading!

Harry Potter and the Unknown Twin

TLH-authoress

Chapter 1: The Untold Twin


Fatal Car Crash Kills Driver and Injures Passenger

On June 27, a teenage couple was driving down a country road. The driver, seemingly healthy Mr. Whitters, age 18, suddenly suffered from an aneurism and the car swerved off the road sending the two down a steep hill. The car rolled several times before finally stopping on its side. Both were wearing their seat belts at the time. The passenger, a young Miss Granger, age 17, crawled from the car and pulled her dead boyfriend from the rubble. She screamed for help and half an hour later they were found. The passenger received a severe concussion and many deep gashes to the face and arms. As she was loaded into an ambulance the young woman claimed that her boyfriend was murdered by a man with a white mask who appeared out of nowhere and killed her boyfriend. He also tried to kill her but failed. It is believed that she was traumatized and is currently receiving psychiatric help.

The funeral for Ryan Whitters is set for July 3 at 5:00pm.

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"This sucks," A dark auburn haired girl pouted, slamming down into a seat. "Trains are so lame. I mean, if God had intended us to ride trains, he wouldn't have given us cars! Not to mention the fact that these things are so very old-fashioned... Luckily I have something to do to pass the time away." The girl reached onto the waistband of her jeans and pulled off an i-pod. Then pulling out the ear buds, she plugged in and pushed play.

Nothing happened.

She tried again.

Nothing.

She froze. "Oh my God! You've got to be shittin' me!" With a final scream she threw it across the compartment. It landed on a seat. Realizing what she did, the girl snatched it back and looked up to the sky. "Oh great Gods and Goddesses of Technology, please forgive my transgressions. I did not mean to throw this vessel of your power away from me."

She reluctantly put the i-pod away while muttering darkly under her breath. She stretched out over the seats and threw her arm over her eyes. "What else will go wrong today? Will my nose fall off or something?"

"Actually Granger, that would be a drastic improvement to your features," A cool voice stated from the door.

"Excuse moi? Did you just insult me?" She sat up and stared at the pale blonde boy in the doorway.

"Granger, I thought that you'd be used to this by now," Malfoy stated.

The girl stared up at him in anger. "Just who the hell do you think you are?!"

Malfoy stared at Granger. Merlin, she's dafter than I thought. He ignored her glare and looked around the compartment. "Where's Scar head and Weasel King? I've never seen you separated from them."

Granger laughed coldly. "You're joking, right? Why the hell would I associate myself with them?"

Malfoy raised a pale brow at her. "Because you have for the past 6 years." What is with her? Did she hit her head or somethin'?

"Ok, now I know you're joking. I would never in a million years be seen hanging around with Perfect Potter and his lackey Weasley. Can you say 'Social Suicide'? Their goody-goodness and nobility is revolting. I mean, I don't abide by the rules, I break them. Rules are made to be broken. Plus, Harry Potter is a fake. There is no way on God's green earth that I would ever be friends with the Boy-Who-Only-Lived-Because-His-Mother-Died-for-Him-and-Not-Because-of-Any-Bloody-Magical-Abilities!" Every word she spoke became less amused and more condescending.

Malfoy stared openmouthed at her as she crossed her arms and smirked at him. Who the hell is this and where is Granger? "When the hell did you get so cool?"

"What?!" she exclaimed. "What in a Deity's name is that supposed to mean? I've always been cool."

"Hate to break it to you, Granger, but no you haven't. You're nothing but a dumb little bookworm and part of the Golden Trio."

"How dare you!" She stood, grabbed a handful of his robes and shoved him into the hall. As he hit the wall they heard someone clear their throat. Out of the corner of her hazel eyes she saw a glimmer of the Head Girl badge. She let the blonde prat go and turned to face the bushy haired Head Girl who was glaring at them.

"Hehe... Hi sis."

"Already making friends, are we?"

The innocent smile left Granger's face as her sister did an accurate imitation of McGonagall. "Just getting to know each other."

"Well, I don't want you making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there."

Malfoy glared at the Head Girl also known as the Bookworm Granger. Sudden confusion covered his face. There are two of them!?!

"Well my dearest little sister," Granger said to Head Girl Granger in a falsely sweet voice. "I do believe that my- as you call it- ability to make friends is perfectly fine. However, from what I've heard, yours needs work."

"Well, at least mine don't have questionable pasts!"

"What is questionable about them? So one was sent to reform school for a year. So what! You know he was framed."

"But that's my point! And now you're making friends with Malfoy!"

Granger looked at him. "You're Malfoy?!" She began to shake his hand. "Hi, I'm your new best friend."

Malfoy was in complete shock. "What? Why?"

"'Cause you made Miss Goody-Two-Shoes' life living hell when I couldn't for 6 years! You're an angel!"

Malfoy's head was spinning. "There are two Grangers! Merlin, kill me now."

The cool Granger pulled out her wand and pointed it at him. "That can be arranged."

"Vanessa! There is no using of magic on the train or outside of class."

"'No using magic outside of class'. Ask me if I care!"

"I'm Head Girl, Vanessa-"

"I really don't give a shit!"

"And no swearing!"

Vanessa got very close to her sister's face. "Shit. Goddamn. Mother Fucker. Bloody Hell. Bollocks! I'll swear if I damn well want to!" With that she shoved her shocked mudblood sister down the hall, pulled Malfoy back inside and slammed the door shut.

Malfoy stared at Vanessa. "Um... Quite a vocab you have there."

She glared at him. "Sit down and shut the fuck up!"

The blonde gave her a mock salute and sat down across from her. Then he glanced at her hands which were ghost white and fingernails digging into her arms as they were folded across her upper body. A slow trickle of blood rolled down her arms from her nails. He looked at her face and saw it deathly pale. "Hey... you okay, Granger?"

She glared fire at him. Her voice sounded strained. "Of course I am. I'm fine and dandy, and DON'T call me GRANGER! That's little Miss Perfect's name!"

Fire erupted at his feet. Literally.

"Merlin's Beard!" Malfoy screamed, jumping to his feet to try and put out the flames. He sat back down after a quick aqua eruptus spell. "Don't you have any control?"

"No!" She shot at him. "Why do you think I'm here?"

"The same reason the rest of us are. To go to school."

"Maybe for you but the only reason I'm here is to learn control of my powers. I should be at my school but NO. I'm stuck here taking orders from my perfect twin sister!" Vanessa gazed out the window and tried to control her breathing.

Malfoy took that as a cue not to bother her. Instead he took that time to study her. Vanessa's hair was a dark auburn and hung in waves to her shoulders. Her skin was pale with a touch of peach mixed in. She wore hunter green eyeliner around her dark brown/ green eyes. Across her left temple to the corner of her eye and across her left eyelid slanted toward her eyebrow were two thin scars. They were the only flaws on her face. She wore a tight black tee, jeans and black leather boots with thick heels. On her right hand she wore a silver fairy ring connected by a chain to a cuff bracelet with three fairies on it. The oddest thing was the silver snake ring on her left middle finger. How did I ever confuse her with Granger?

Vanessa was silently fuming. It's not fair. I want to be with my friends. I want to be at my school. With a painful twinge of remorse she remembered that she'd never see her school again. She felt like someone watching her. She saw Malfoy gazing at her. "What do you want, Blondie?" He glared at her. Oops, guess I ticked him off. Oh, he's saying something. "Would you mind repeating that?"

"My name is not Blondie you half- brained Mudblood! It's Malfoy, one of the most respected and feared name-"

"Blah blah blah." Vanessa interrupted, complete with hand gestures. "Guess what? I DON'T CARE! Last person who annoyed me like you're doing now got stuffed into a locker... by me!"

"What?"

"Never mind. Loses something if you don't know what I'm talking about. Suffice to say, they were confined in a small area for an indefinite period of time. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to ignore you by listening to my i-pod."

"Huh?"

She ignored him and pressed play. "Work, you $500 piece of crap, work!"

"That muggle made?" Malfoy asked.

"Duh."

"Won't work then. Needs to be enchanted."

"Tell me the spell."

"Don't know it. Try your sister."

Vanessa laughed. "I'm not asking my prat sister! I never talk to her at home, so why should I here?"

"Well, do you want the spell or not?"

"Yep, and you'll get it for me."

Malfoy gaped at her. "Hell NO! I'm not talking to her."

"Chicken," Vanessa stated simply.

"I'm no chicken!"

She smiled evilly. "Prove it."

"Fine. I'll talk to her AND get the spell."

"Great, thanks Malfoy."

It took him a moment to realize what he did. "Oh bloody hell."

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Malfoy stood at the entrance to the Prefect's compartment and cursed the day he was born. "I can't believe I fell for this." He looked inside the window and saw Potter, Weasel and Weaselette. "Great. Marvelous. Absolutely stupendous." Sarcasm was thick as he muttered under his breath.

Vanessa lightly slid the door open and pulled Malfoy inside with her. The occupants all stared as they entered but none seemed to notice the blonde. They all were gaping at the evil sister of their mudblood friend. Potter was the most shocked.

Without a word Vanessa pushed Malfoy into an empty seat. As soon as he sat, the train jerked as it hit a bump. Vanessa stumbled and fell on to Harry. She sprang up instantly and cringed as if she had fallen into a large pile of dung. "I'll have to burn these clothes and bleach my hands now. Damn." The three Gryffindors stared in confusion.

She sat next to Malfoy and addressed Potter. "When's my prat sister also known as Head Girl going to return?"

Harry looked at her. "Who are you?"

"Just answer the frickin' question so I can leave." She snapped, annoyed.

Ron looked at her. "You're related to 'Mione?"

Vanessa rolled her eyes and looked at Malfoy. "Why do I attempt to converse with mammals of a subordinate species. Present company not excluded except you."

Harry and Ron's confusion grew. Ginny spoke up. "I'm not that stupid. I know you're talking about us."

Vanessa's gaze flicked toward the redhead. "What's you're name? I like you. You're at least smart."

"Ginny Weasley, friend of Hermione."

"Vanessa Granger, unfortunate twin of Hermione Granger. Now when will she be back?"

"She is back, Vanessa. What do you want and why did you bring Malfoy?" Hermione stated from the door.

Vanessa elbowed Malfoy. He spoke quietly. "Do you know the spell for enchanting muggle electronics?"

"Yes. I'll perform it at school for you, Vanessa. And in the future don't make others do your tasks. Do them yourself."

Vanessa smirked and rose from her seat, pulling Malfoy with her. As they walked into the hall, Hermione called, "And make sure you change into your uniform."

"Of course, mother." She said sarcastically and looked at Ginny. "Any time you wanna chat girl talk with a girl who really has a social life, lemme know." The two walked back to their compartment.

Harry and Ron looked at Hermione. "Since when did you have a sister?!?"


A/N: Soooo... what did you think? Good? No Good? Please review with your comments. Until next time.

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