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RIPLucky
Disclaimer: I RIPLucky don't own Harry Potter. J.K. Rowling does. Thank you.
Author's Note: So I randomly thought of this idea while I was in Law & Justice the other day. Hope you all like it.
Chapter One
The Dream
There were two young kids, around one year old, sitting on the living room floor playing. One a boy the other a girl. They looked very similar to each other. They boy had black hair and bright green eyes, but the girl had black hair and hazel eyes. A woman walked in the room. She had red hair and the same bright green eyes as the boy. A man soon followed. He had the black hair that the two had and the hazel eyes that the girl had. The woman picked both kids up and took them into another room which looked to be a kitchen. She hadn't even gotten them into their highchairs before there was a shout from the other room.
"Lily take the kids and run!" The woman seemed scared but was trying to hide it so the children wouldn't be scared.
"Lily! Go it's him! He's here!" The woman, Lily, ran up the stairs with both kids. She took them into a room with two cribs in it. She put the girl in one crib and took out a stick. She waved it once and the crib disappeared. As she put the boy in the other crib the door was blown open.
"Step aside and I will spare your life," the man whom had just entered said.
"No, please kill me not my son. Please," she begged. The man sneered.
"Avada Kadavra," he said and a green light shot from the stick that he held. The woman fell to the floor not moving. Now the baby was just staring at the man. He wasn't crying because he didn't know what had happened to the woman. The man pointed his wand at the boy and said the same words. There was an explosion and all you could hear were the cries of a baby.
Harry Potter sat up in his bed and nearly hit his head on the top of the cupboard. He had, had that dream before but it had never gone past the part where the man told the woman, Lily was it, to run. He sighed and tried to find a pair of socks when there was a loud banging on the door of the cupboard.
"Up. Get up," he heard his aunt say. He finally found a pair of socks and picked a spider off them. As he was putting them on she was banging on his door again.
"Are you up yet? I want you to cook the bacon. And do try not to burn it. I want everything to be perfect for my Duddy's special day," she said and Harry could hear her walking up the stairs. Harry sighed and walked out to the kitchen. He started to cook the bacon when his aunt walked in with Dudley. His uncle had already been in the kitchen but Harry had just ignored him. Dudley began to count his presents and nearly had a fit when he realized there were less than last year. Aunt Petunia reassured his he could get two more while they were out. The phone rang and she left the room to answer it. As she came back in she explained what happened to Vernon who tried to come up with ideas.
"I could just stay here," Harry said. Although he didn't really want to stay here, he had never been to the zoo before.
"Oh no you won't. I'd like to come home to my house in one piece. He'll just have to come with us Petunia," Uncle Vernon told her. Dudley actually threw a fit this time and didn't stop until his friend showed up. So Harry went to the zoo. He was having a great time. However that all ended when the glass from the snake exhibit just disappeared. Of course, Uncle Vernon had blamed it on Harry. So Harry spent three days in his cupboard. Then even more weird things started to happen. Mail for Harry kept coming but Petunia and Vernon wouldn't let him have it. Sunday soon came and Vernon was especially happy.
"Ah Sunday, best day of the week in my opinion. Do you know why that is Dudley?" he asked. Dudley shrugged his shoulders.
"No post on Sundays," Harry said.
"Right you are Harry, no post on Sunday," he said cheerfully. Just then a letter flew past him and hit Dudley in the head. More letters started to come from everywhere. Harry tried to grab on but Vernon grabbed him and threw him out of the room. Dudley and Petunia came running out after him and Vernon slammed the door closed.
"Everyone pack one bag. Only clothes. You have five minutes. We are leaving," Vernon said. That was how they ended up in the little shack on the rock on Harry's eleventh birthday. Harry sighed and blew out the "candles" on his "birthday cake" and made a wish. There was a banging on the door and Harry jumped up from the ground. Vernon and Petunia came running out of their rooms. The door fell to the ground and a man that was at least eight feet tall walked in. He picked the door up and put it back.
"Sorry 'bout that," he said when he had turned around again. Uncle Vernon pointed a shot gun that Harry hadn't noticed he had been holding at the man and said.
"You are breaking and entering I demand that you leave at once." The man stepped over to Uncle Vernon and twisted the gun up wards causing it to bend.
"Dry up Dursley you great prune," he said. Then he turned to Dudley, "I 'aven't seen you since you was a baby 'Arry. You're a bit more long in the middle then I imagined though."
"I.. I'm not Harry," Dudley stuttered.
"I am," Harry said as he stepped forward from the shadows.
"Well course you are," the man said. He sat on the lumpy couch that Dudley had been sleeping out and pulled an umbrella out from his coat. He leane3d over blocking the fireplace and when he sat back again there was a roaring fire.
"I'm sorry, but who are you?" Harry asked.
"Right sorry. I'm Rubeus Hagrid, keeper of keys and grounds at Hogwarts. You'll know all about Hogwarts though," Hagrid said. Harry shook his head.
"Sorry, no," he said.
"No, blimey 'Arry don't you wander where you mother and father learned it all," he asked.
"Learned what?"
"You're a wizard 'Arry," Hagrid told him. Harry's eyes widened.
"I'm a what?" he asked.
"A wizard. And a darn good one I'd imagine once you get some trainin'" Hagrid told him again. He pulled an envelope from his pocket and handed it to Harry. It was addressed to him just like all the others had been. He opened it and read it out loud.
"No he will not be going to that school. We swore when we took him in we would put a stop to all this rubbish," Vernon said.
"You knew. You knew all along and you never told me," Harry yelled.
"Of course we knew. How could we not. What with my sister being what she was. The day she got her letter my parents were so happy. 'We have a witch in the family.' I was the only one that saw her for what she was. A freak. Then she married that Potter boy and went and got herself blown up," Petunia said.
"Blown up! You told me my parents died in a car crash," Harry yelled again.
"A car crash kill Lily and James Potter," Hagrid yelled and Petunia hid behind Vernon again.
"I will not pay for some crack-pot old fool to teach him magic tricks," Vernon said matter-of-factly. Hagrid stood up.
"Never speak of Albus Dumbledore that way in front of me," he said. He raised his umbrella and suddenly pointed it at Dudley. Dudley now had a pig tail. The Dursley's a screamed and ran into the other room. Hagrid nodded and told Harry to get ready to leave.
