Chapter 1: the beginning

Before I tell you my life story I need to tell you information about me! My name is Daslny. Weird name huu? Well my mom loves Daisies and here best friend was Harry's mom lily. So my mother mixed the names and came up with Daslny. Pronounced (Dazlne) okay. Oh yeah I'm Harry's cousin. I'm 2 years older the Harry. Last thing I'm a metamorphose and a pranker!

When Harry's parents died professor Dumbledore wanted to send him to the Durslys but then my father stepped in. He said since Sirius was in Azkaban he thought he should take Harry because he was his uncle (James brother). Dumbledore agreed.

When I heard I'll be having a little brother. Err.. um I mean.. oh never mind I'm calling Harry a brother! When I heard I was having a little brother I was SOO THRILLED! I couldn't wait. My hair and eyes turned forget-me-not blue because I was so exited. Harry was 3 years old and I was 5. So I think you can expected a little girl to be happy. So now this is not the story! My story is about my falling head over heels for Fred Weasley! Okay…


One year later ^_^

I wake up in my soft bright red bed. I looked at my clock. "Right on time." I whisper to my self. Then I smelled my favorite aroma… BACON! I run down stairs and see little Harry looking very hungry. I sit next to him. Then my mommy served us eggs with bacon! "Mmmm…. my favorite." I say. Then Harry said "Mine too!" I started eating and when I was done my mother told me to get dress because we were going to go meet some of my daddy's co-worker and his family. My daddy worked in the ministry of magic. He was at the top of muggle artifacts he loved them almost as much as I love bacon. Then I turned my hair bright red. "I want my hair to change color but it can't. I like your hair." Harry said sadly. "It's okay some times it gets annoying." I say as I go up to my room. I put on my awesome clothing I had and ran back down stairs. My mom said we were traveling be floo powder. My mom said that my dad will go first, then Harry and me, last me mum. My dad when in and flew out. Before I went in I wondered does dad co-worked have kids?


I went in he fire place with Harry and poof we were gone. i fell to the hard solid floor of who evers house this was. Harry landed on my lap. My dad helps me up. at that moment my mom came out of the fire place. Then i notice some thing or some one was staring at me. "Hello, my name is Molly Weasley." the pair oh eyes said. "Oh my name is Daslny Potter." i say. That's when Harry stepped in "I'm Harry Potter, do you have some one i could play with." "Oh yes of course." she took use into what i guess a livingroom. all the kids in the room had ginger hair. i don know why but then my hair turned ginger. "Oh my, is that normal!" molly said. "Yes, don't worry I'm a metamorphase." the nod her head and left.


Harry looked like he was looking for something. then he started walking torward a boy his age a smaller girl. He looked like he wanted to go with them so i sat on the couch. Then two other boys jump on the couch. they both looked the same. I have no affect. They didn't scare me. I mean look at me my hair, face, and eyes, can change. "Hiya, my name is Fred." the one to my left said. "And i'm George. i should be easy to tell us apart i'm more cute." "No your not i-... hay, you have ginger hair too." Fred said. Then my hair turn bright red. "AHHHH! you hair!" yelled George "Calm down... i'm a metamorphase." i say. "Ohhhh." they say in unison. "Well were prakers." said Fred "Oh i like pranking!" i said. "stick with us and we can open a joke shop." said George. "So your saying you want to be friends." "Yeah." they said one more in unison.


Hi there, just to tell you this is my first fanfiction. long time reader, first time writer. if you don't like my book please dot try o kill me i'm trying

disclamer: im not J.K. Rowling as you see if i was i would be in England throwing free copies of my book to non-suspecting englenders. but im not im jst a girl in 7th grade hoping her book will be read and revewed!