A/N: Welcome to my first ever Harry Potter Fanfiction. It is a very rocky way for me, trying to provide a Story. I've become an avid Reader in the Harry Potter FanFics-Universe and i absolutely love it. I have to admit beforehand that my work is inspired mostly by two Authors here. Philosophize and shini-amaryllis. Especially i got influenced by "The Power of Love" from Philosophize and "Looking Beyond" from shini-amaryllis. I absolutely love those ones. They are very well written and compelling to read, capturing the reader in a way, that let the imagination flow. So thanks to you, for providing us with a work someone can simply fall in love with.
A/N 2: As for this work. It will be a unique story about an OC-Twin of Harry Potter. She will be the Heroine in this fic and it will be quite a Dark Story, with adult themes. I try to do my best with her and let you imagine her journey through the years. I will make my story mostly canon-compliant to what happen while at Hogwarts. Of course there will be AU spikes, because Harry isn't going to be the important part. Between the years will most likely be complete AU. Also this story is set 19 years later. Everything happened 19 years later, but the Magical World stay as backwoods as it was originally. So we start in the 2000's while Magical Britain is still as bad as it uses to be. Have fun and please review :)
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, that one belongs to J.K. Rowling. I only claim my Original Character to by my own.
Italics: People's thoughts.
Chapter 1 - Being Thrown Away
Monday, July 31, 2000, Evening
It was a very long and heated day for a certain married couple. After all it was a hot summer. Lily Potter went finally into labour and her husband James Potter instantly apparated both of them into St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladaries and Injuries and asked the reception witch for help. The witch send them into the Ward for Child Birth. Both of them were currently in the Delivery Room, waiting for the children to arrive. Children. Lily was pregnant with twins. Two little babys she was going to pour all her heart and love into, making sure they would be the most protected kids Magical Britain has ever seen. Lily was prepared for the birth. James on the other hand was really a nervous little slump of sweat. He still couldn't comprehend that he was going to be a father, even though he had almost nine month of preparation time. Lily dragged him more than once into Delivery Lessons in the Muggle World, learning how to prepare for the delivery. But it prooved to be all for nothing.
"Lily, dear, i can't do this. I am so not prepared to be a father. I mean, look at what i've done with Sirius at Hogwarts. How can someone think I would make it for an appropriate father?", James asked with sweaty palms, which were currently squeezed by his wife because of the pain she was in.
"Seriously, you are asking this now? We had lots of time to prepare. We can do this, we will have two wonderful children and I forbid you to pass out", Lily insisted with an angry expression on her face. "Also see it like this: You get to raise a new pair of little marauders, whether it will be two boys or two girls. You are going to spoil them rotten.", she answered him diligently. Although she wanted to say more, she couldn't do it, because another contraception kicked in, robbing her of her thought-train and making her convulse in agony and moan in pain.
James started to look rather green right now, reassuring himself to make it through the delivery, but neither of them was prepared what happened next.
At exactly 11:59:31 pm on July 31st, a little boy popped out of Lily's belly, screaming his welcome into the new world. "It's going to be boys", James said, being happy he won't have to raise girls and all the problems that would come as the years were going to pass by. Being overjoyed for two minutes, the other child granted it's entrance to their World. On August 1st, 00:01:52 am, a little girl started to scream for air.
"Oh no. Why? Why? Why? Why? A Girl...". James felt all of his happiness drained for the moment. Sure I am going to love her, but why? Why does it have to be a girl? Two boys would have been such a fun to raise.
Later in the night, after the Twins were being checked and found nothing but very healthy indeed, James and Lily had to make a decision for their names.
"The boy is definetly going to be called Harry James, like we planned", stated James oddly, still having as mind befuddled that he was going to raise a girl.
"As for the little girl. Do you have any ideas, Darling? I wasn't prepared to have a girl. This is going to be so awkward and yet interesting. Maybe i have to chase her wannabe-boyfriends away when she is older", James asked his lovely wife, who laid, still exhausted, happily in the hospital bed.
"I honestly have no idea, what we should call her. I am kinda set for her middle name being Hope, as she will be the hope we all need to have in this time of war. For her first name..", Lily pondered, looking at her little daughter being asleep, she finally noticed it. She was born having her little locks in the same hair color as herself, but as Lily now looked into the crib, the girl changed her hair color in her sleep to a beautiful shade of violet, setting Lilys mind.
"Look what we have here, James. She is a metamorphmagus. Ooooh I know it now. She will be called Violet Hope", Lily stated enthusiastically, being overjoyed by the fact, that the rare ability for human beings being borned into the Black Family-Line, would be continued, since Sirius was in no state or shape to have a girlfriend yet and with the war in the magical world going, that the daft bint called Voldemort initiated, she had no clue if he was going to survive. But Lily was very clear in her mind, that she would do everything and anything to protect Harry and Violet from every harm imaginable. James Potter on the other Hand couldn't comprehense that his little baby girl was a metamorphmagus and while he knew his grandfather Charlus Potter married his grandmother Dorea Black, thus ensuring the ability to being born as a metamorphmagus, his mind blanked out when he saw the bright violet hair of Violet and instantly passed out, ending any conversation between him and his wife.
Tuesday, September 11, 2001 - Evening
This Tuesday marked a truly evil day. Evil in both worlds snarled their way into the Muggle Society and the Magical Society. James and Lily Potter were hiding in their little home in Godric's Hollow from You-Know-Who, because he setted his sight on the twins after hearing a part of prophecy that stated that a child was born into a family when the seventh month falled and the eigth was rising, from a family who had him defied thrice. Only a select few people knew that Lily gave birth to two wonderful children, which were currently sleeping in one of their cribs, refusing to let go of one another.
The reason for that was what they had witnessed earlier in the Day on Mummy's and Daddy's TV. Lily was always passionate when it comes to study and while she was a muggleborn witch, she was especially bright and set her sights to invent spells that would let muggle technologies being used in a magical home and environment, although it was clear as a fact for everyone, that technologies tend to play funny whenever magic was involved. Lily had mastered the spells and was sure, once the war was over and Voldemort was defeated, she would help to link Magical and Muggle Society with another, hopefully bringing the Magical Society into the 21th Century.
What the twins witnessed early in the morning, was a truly horrible event. Some Jackasses thought it would be funny hijacking 4 Airplanes, huge one as that they were meant for passengers. It happened over the great pond and New York had to witness the worlds largest terroristic event known to mankind. Over the course of 3 hours almost 3.000 People perished in the Attacks on the World Trade Center. The World was distressed and the news were released in almost every country around the world. People feared for their lives. Everywhere. It was a disaster.
Except for one man. Tom Riddle jr, who gave himself the name of Lord Voldemort, was litteraly on the edge. Today was the day. It had finally come. He knew for a few days now, where the cottage of the Potters was standing, thanks to Peter Pettigrew, who slipped him this information, making the Fidelius charm worthless. He waited for something that would throw the people out of their mind and the terrorists clearly helped him.
As soon as he walked down the street, he could see it. Finally the Fidelius was no longer there. He passed this street several times over the last year and was getting more frustrated, every time he couldn't find the home of the Potters.
When he stepped to the door, he blasted it open with an overpowered Reducto. The door shot through the building, hearing the man instantly shout to the silly girl to get the twins and run for their lives. Voldemort entered the living room only to find James Potter wandless, trying to buy time. But it was for nothing. "AVADA KEDAVRA". James died before his body could react. He fell on the floor with a loud thump. Voldemort made his way to the second floor and entered the childrens room only to find their mother guarding the crib.
"Please, kill me. Not them. Please, let Harry and Violet live", Lily pleaded with him.
"Stand aside, silly little girl. All i want is them. Stand aside and you will survive", Voldemort answered her.
"No. You won't kill them. I won't let you", Lily answered back firmly. Voldemort thought, that it was enough and casted Severus Snapes pleas in his mind away, striking Lily Potter with another killing curse. Nothing would stand in his way. No witch or wizard would ever be capable of defeating him, once he dealt with the kids. He watched them curiously. I always thought girls would be the crybabies, like they used to be back in that blasted orphanage i had to spend 16 years in. Guess i was wrong. Harry was the one who cried his eyes out, screaming for his mother, while Violet was watching the man in the hood with a keen eye. She was also on the verge of tears, but Voldemort decided it was time.
"AVADA KEDAVRA". He aimed at the boy, and shot a second immediatly to the girl, not noticing that Violet threw herself at her brother to protect him. The first killing curse struck her in her back, creating a scar looking like a wave on the left side of her lower back, rebouncing back to Voldemort, who got reduced to nothing but a shadow, flying away in pain, getting as far away as possible. The second killing curse did struck Harry clean in the forehead and because Voldemort was already gone, the curse bounced against the wall, blasting the house open.
Wednesday, September 12, Early Morning
Minerva McGonagall was currently sitting on a wall in the Privet Drive in Little Whinging, observing one of the most obnoxious muggle families she ever had to witness. The Dursleys were a dreadful family and that got Minerva thinking. What in the world is Albus thinking, sending both Harry and Violet into this dreaded place. He must have finally gone nuts. Sure, they won't know the magical world until they are old enough, but still. They will be harmed, physically and emotionally. Ah, there he is. I have to dress him down.
Indeed the man called Albus Dumbledore arrived with the Hogwarts Gamekeeper Hagrid in his tow, but only one small bundle. This was odd in Minervas mind.
"Albus, what the heck is going on here?", she peeked into the blankets, recognizing Harry. "Where is Violet? Why is only Harry here? Nevermind you want to send him to hell with this family. This is not good", Minerva visibly shaked with rage.
"Minerva, you have to see. Sending Harry to his blood relatives, creates the strongest protection there could be. Blood Wards. No one will be able to touch him, as long as he is here. He can't deal with all the fame he would be getting for being the Boy-Who-Lived. He has to stay away from the Magical World until he is eleven years old. He will be a legend by then, but he can't be spoiled as he would be, when i would have sent him to the Weasleys for example. Molly is an overprotective mother hen, spoiling Harry as much as she can. I had to make sure this wouldn't happen. As for Violet. I've send her to a muggle orphanage in Chelsea, London. No one knows where she is and no one knows that she exist. Only a select few knew that the Potters had twins and i had to obliviate them all. Harry is the one who is critical for the quest in defeating Voldemort once and for all", Dumbledore answered her questions politely, being very pleased with himself.
"You did what? You threw Violet away, like a broken toy!? Are you completely mental? She is a witch and she will be a great one, and yet you deny her a home? How could you? You are going to send her to the same path that He-who-must-not-be-named has taken. He too was raised in a muggle orphanage, having no clue about the magical world. You are a blasted idiot!", said Minerva, scolding Albus through and through, hoping he would see reason.
"Na na, Minerva, she will be a member of our Society, but Harry is the most critical person. He must not know that he has a sister. No one can. It's for the greater good", Albus said more to himself than to Minerva, preparing for the next obvious step. "Obliviate", announced Albus, pointing his wand at Minerva, making sure, she too, as the last person in the world, would forget Violet Hope Potter.
Albus Dumbledore then proceeded to place Harry James Potter onto the steps of Number 4 Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey, ringing the door bell and disapparated on the spot. A huge person stepped out and alongside was a skinny woman, who took care of the baby, knowing that it was her nephew. Harry Potter was about to be taken care of by the sister of his mother. Petunia Dursley would make sure, Harry wasn't going to be overly bullied by his husband, Vernon Dursley. In the End Petunia loved her sister.
On the steps of the Star Child Orphanage - located in Chelsea, London - Ms Wilde, the matron of the institution, found a little girl laying there tucked in warm blankets, with an envelope on her tummy. She picked up the little package and placed her into one of the cribs that were available in the Orphange. Ms Wilde was making sure, the girl had it warm and comfy in her room, where she was going to place her until she was a bit older to get her own room. After Ms Wilde made sure, she was asleep, she finally picked up the envelope and opened it. The envelope contained a large sum of money, enough to at least cover the expenses of the baby for ten years and a short letter, requesting her to take good care of the girl, as well as the girls name: Violet Hope.