The Potter Twins
A/N: This is an AU fic, Harry has always had a twin sister named Michelle Potter. They are both in Slytherin and are best friends with none other than Draco Malfoy! This is their seventh year and pretty much all the stuff that happened in the books before now happened in this AU (except for what happened in the OoP, only Harry and Michelle went to the Ministry of Magic, not a whole of people).
A/N2: (Added 2008) I've revised this story. It has the same storyline, I just fixed it up a bit.
Summary: Basically see above please :D
Disclaimer: I do not claim to own Harry Potter and Co. I don't even own Michelle, she is just there.
Chapter1
Sixteen year old Harry Potter rolled over on his bed to look at the clock beside it : 11:52p.m. His door opened and his twin sister's head popped in.
"Hey 'Elle," Harry said, sitting up.
"Hey Harry," Michelle Potter said, sitting beside her brother.
Harry and Michelle were fraternal twins that looked like younger copies of their parents. Harry had their deceased father's hair – colour and messiness – while Michelle had their mother's colour of hair – hers was also messy like her father's (of course she used gel and spells to keep it flat and straight). They both had their mother's green eyes. And they both had scars on their foreheads – Harry's a lightning bolt shaped one and Michelle's a star shaped one – even though Voldemort only hit Harry with Avada Kedavra. Dumbledore had told them that it was probably due to the fact that the bond they shared as twins just caused the scar to form as if Michelle had been hit with the spell. Harry was an hour older than Michelle and was very protective of her even though she rarely dated because she studied a lot to try and get better marks than Hermione Granger, Hogwarts little know-it-all of Gryffindor. Michelle and Harry were part of Slytherin and for a very good reason – they were two of the most feared and respected students of all of Hogwarts, along with Draco Malfoy, their best friend – even though Draco was more feared than respected due to his father who had been a Death Eater.
"Five more minutes until we can officially do magic outside of Hogwarts, Harry," Michelle said.
"Yeah, too bad we moved out of the Dursleys'. We could have hexed them," laughed Harry.
"But of course it's a good thing we moved out. Now we don't have to put up with Dudley or have to worry about Voldemort coming after us again," Michelle said.
Harry was about to answer her when the alarm clock went off.
"Happy Birthday!" they both exclaimed, hugging each other.
"I'll be right back, I'm going to go get your present," Michelle said, getting off the bed.
"OK," Harry said, also getting off the bed.
Michelle left Harry's room and Harry went to his closet to grab his present to Michelle. Harry knew they didn't have to wait until midnight to exchange presents anymore since they were able to move out of the Dursleys' because Harry defeated Voldemort. Technically they could wait until morning, but it had been their tradition as long as Harry could remember.
After Harry had defeated Voldemort the year before – which had surprised everyone at Hogwarts (even Draco) - he and Michelle started to look for a small house so they wouldn't have to go back to the Dursleys'. They found one outside of Hogsmeade that was a reasonable price – though they could have found a more expensive place (they had the money), they didn't expect to live there long. Harry and Michelle were so happy when they were allowed to leave the Dursleys' for good that they almost showed their parents' Gryffindor side of them, but they didn't. The Sorting Hat had quite a battle with itself whether they should be in Slytherin or in Gryffindor but after they asked not to be in Gryffindor, the Hat put them both in Slytherin.
Michelle came back into Harry's room with his present and handed it to Harry.
"Geez, this weighs a ton. What is this, Hogwarts: A History?" Harry asked and Michelle laughed. "Here's your present by the way."
"Aw, it's so small!" Michelle said, taking the present from Harry.
"What? This actually is Hogwarts: A History?" Harry yelped, reading the title of the book that fell into his lap.
"Limited Edition too. I thought that you should read it since it is our last year at Hogwarts," Michelle said, opening her present.
"But you've practically explained the whole book to me!" Harry exclaimed.
Michelle glared at Harry and continued opening her present. She lifted up a charm bracelet that had a dancing star, a book, a broomstick, and an MP all around it. "Oh my God Harry, it's gorgeous!"
"Yeah, I know. I figured the star matched your scar and those earrings I out you for Christmas. The book reflected how smart you are, the broom showing you play Quidditch and the MP for Michelle Potter," Harry said.
"Thank you! And you know that book isn't your real present right?"
"It isn't?"
"No, it's not," Michelle said, going under Harry's bed. "This is your real present."
"Is this…?"
"Open it and see."
Harry ripped open the wrapping paper to reveal a brand new broom. "Wow…it's the new Fireshocker. Thanks 'Elle!"
"You're welcome Harry."
"How come you hid it in my room though?"
"You never look under your bed," Michelle laughed.
Harry laughed as well. "OK, OK. We should go to sleep now if we want to be awake during our Apparation exams."
"OK. 'Night Harry," Michelle said, leaving Harry's room.
"'Night 'Elle!" yelled Harry after her, slowly closing his eyes.
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"God, he told me we need to sleep before our Apparation exams, but here he is, not even dressed or up for that matter!" Michelle muttered to herself as she walked into Harry's room. "Wake up Harry!"
"Five more minutes Aunt Petunia!" Harry muttered, burying his head under his pillow.
"No Harry! You have to wake up now!" Michelle yelled, taking Harry's blankets off of him. "Get dressed; we have to go to the Ministry."
Harry grumbled something but continued to sleep.
"That does it Harry!" Michelle yelled, rolling Harry off the bed. He landed with a hard 'thud'.
"What the fuck?" Harry yelled, getting off the floor.
"Its noon and we're supposed to be there at two and you know how long it takes us to get to London," Michelle said. "So get dressed now."
"Fine. Can you grab me something to eat?" Harry asked, taking some clothes out of his dresser.
Michelle just shook her head and left Harry's room.
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"Get your ass out of the house Harry! I've already flagged down the Knight Bus!" Michelle yelled into the doorway.
"Comin' lady?" asked Stan impatiently.
"Yes, yes, just hold on," Michelle said. "Harry, if you don't get your ass out here in five seconds, I'm leaving!"
Harry, dressed in his wizards' robes with a charm over his scar, just like Michelle, came running out of the house. "Sorry 'bout that."
"Sure you're sorry. Now just get on the Bus," Michelle said, getting on the bus herself.
"Where's you goin'?" Stan asked, taking them near the back.
"Ministry of Magic," Michelle said, sitting down.
"Ern, Ministry of Magic for 'ese two," Stan said, leaving to the second level.
"Thank God he didn't recognize us. He is so annoying!" Michelle whispered.
"Yeah, and remember last year when we were going to go visit Draco and he wouldn't stop flirting with you?" Harry whispered back. Even though they were the only passengers on the bottom level, they didn't want to be overheard by Ernie, the bus driver.
"Of course I do. That's why he's so annoying."
Harry laughed and so did Michelle. About ten minutes passed in silence.
"Ministry of Magic stop upnext," Stan told them.
"Thanks Stan," Michelle said.
Stan just grinned and nodded his head and started to talk to Ernie.
"What'd you do to make them take us straight to the Ministry? Flash 'em or something?" Harry asked.
"No! I did nothing of the sort! I actually gave him five Galleons," Michelle said.
"OK-" Harry started before falling off his seat when the Knight Bus stopped.
Michelle laughed and handed Stan the Sickles for the ride.
"Come on Harry," Michelle said, leading the way to the telephone booth that let visitors in. Michelle dialed the numbers – six, two, four, four, and two – as Harry stepped in the telephone booth too.
"Welcome to the Ministry of Magic. Please state your name and business," a cool female voice filled the booth.
"Michelle Potter and Harry Potter – both here for Apparation exams," Harry said.
"Thank you. Visitors, please take the badge and attach it to the front of your robes," the voice said.
Harry and Michelle grabbed their badges as the female voice spoke again. "Visitors to the Ministry, you are required to submit to a search and present your wand for registration at the security desk, which is located at the far end of the Atrium."
The floor shuddered and started to lower. The box stopped moving and the voice spoke again. "The Ministry of Magic wishes you a pleasant afternoon." The door opened and Michelle stepped out, followed by Harry. They walked along the corridor until they reached a desk with a sign that said Security above it.
"We're both visitors," Harry told the security wizard Eric.
"Over here," he grunted, taking out a long golden rod. He passed it up and down Harry's front and back. "Wand."
Harry gave Eric his wand and Eric out it on a brass instrument. A strip of parchment ejected out of a slit at the base. The security wizard tore it off. "Eleven inches, phoenix-feather core, been in use for six years, correct?
"Yeah," Harry said.
Eric gave Harry his wand and put the parchment on a brass spike. "Your turn little lady," he said to Michelle before running the golden rod up and down Michelle's front and back. "Wand."
Michelle retrieved her wand out of her purse and gave it to Eric. Eric placed it on the brass instrument. Once again a strip of parchment came out of the base.
"Nine and a half inches, unicorn-hair core, been in use for six years, correct?"
"Yes," Michelle said, taking her wand. "Good-bye."
Michelle and Harry walked through the golden gates and went directly to the lifts. There were quite a number of people in the lift, causing Harry and Michelle to go off to the side a bit.
"Level Seven, Department of Magical Games and Sports, incorporating the British and Irish Quidditch League Headquarters, Official Gobstones Club and Ludicrous Patents Office," the cool female's voice from the telephone box said as the grills opened.
About three people got off and two others got on. The lift continued to move before stopping again. "Level Six, Department of Magical Transportation, incorporating the Floo Network Authority, Broom Regulatory Control, Porkey Office and Apparation Test Centre," the voice said.
Harry and Michelle got off here, along with one other person. They walked past doors and doors until they found the one that read 'Apparation Test Centre.' Michelle pushed the door open to reveal a huge white room with a desk in the corner with a woman sitting at it, and about seven people sitting on different types of chairs. There was also a door by the woman and her desk. Both Michelle and Harry made their way to the woman and the desk.
"Hello, we're both here for our Apparation Testing," Michelle said, indicating herself and Harry.
"First and last names please," the woman said, sounding bored.
"Michelle Potter," Michelle said.
"And Harry Potter," Harry said.
The woman looked up at them and smiled. "You will take your written tests in the next room, then come back out here and we'll see how ya did," her voice sounded cheerier as she handed them both a test booklet. "You have an hour and a half to complete the test."
Harry smiled his smile as he grabbed his test and Michelle just said 'thanks.' They went into the next room where there was about ten or so desks with only three already occupied. Michelle sat down at one of the desks, and a timer that was on her desk started to tick so she started to read the questions. Harry sat down at the desk beside his sister's and just like what happened with Michelle, a timer started to count down.
--
"Yay! I can't believe we can actually Apparate now!" Michelle exclaimed once they got home.
"I know! It rocks," Harry agreed, sitting down on the couch.
"I think I'm going to over to Gregory's," Michelle said.
"What exactly do you see in Goyle?" Harry asked, plainly disgusted.
"He's sweet and intelligent."
"Intelligent? Haha, that's funny," Harry laughed.
"He is! Just because he acts stupid, doesn't mean he is stupid," Michelle said.
"Whatever 'Elle."
"What about you? What are you going to do for the rest of the day?"
"I'll probably go find Ginny."
"What do you see in that little Gryffindor bitch?" Michelle asked, irritated that her brother asked her why she dated someone in their own house while he was seeing a stupid little Gryffindor. She was younger than them too!
"She has her uses," Harry shrugged.
"Bad Harry, what would Mum and Dad think if they were still alive?"
"Same thing they'd think about us being in Slytherin."
"If they were alive, we wouldn't be in Slytherin. Whatever Harry, I'm going," Michelle said, before Disapparating.
Harry shrugged and also Disapparated.
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"So Gregory, how has your summer been?" Michelle asked as she sat on her boyfriend's lap.
"Uh…" Goyle said.
"Is that all you can say?" Michelle asked.
"Um…" Goyle said.
"Argh! You are stupid! How come you were acting so smart before then? We're over!" Michelle yelled.
"Michelle, this is a good thing, we were not meant to be. The stars have us in store with different people out there in the world," Goyle said.
"There you are with you smart attitude again! I don't like it, good-bye!" Michelle screamed before Disapparating.
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"Mmm…Ginny, you smell good," Harry whispered into Ginny's ear as he smelled her hair.
Ginny giggled. "I've been using a new conditioner."
"Yeah…I can tell…" Harry said, kissing Ginny's neck and pushing her onto the bed.
"Harry, Harry!" Ginny exclaimed, pulling away.
"Hmm?"
"I don't want to do this right now."
"Really? Well I'm going to go then Ginny, see ya," Harry said, getting off the bed.
"Are you breaking up with me?" Ginny asked, tears swelling up in her eyes.
"I'm afraid so baby, I told you the day you wouldn't put out, would be the day I'd break up with you," Harry said, leaving Ginny's room.
As he went down the stairs to get outside so he could Disapparate (he could have Disapparated inside, he just didn't want to), he collided into a girl with straight, chestnut hair.
"Watch where you're going Granger," Harry said coolly.
Hermione glared at Harry before continuing up the stairs, presumably to Ron's room. Harry stared at her butt as she walked up the stairs. Harry sort of ran down the remainder of the stairs, smiling. Once he was outside, Harry Disapparated,
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Michelle just came home with an ice-cream cone from the Three Broomsticks to find Harry lying on the couch, doing nothing. "You're going to be happy."
"Why?" Harry asked, sitting up.
"I broke up with Goyle. He was being an idiot," Michelle said, sitting beside Harry.
"Good job 'Elle! You finally discovered the truth," Harry said.
"So why are you home so early? I thought you were going to Ginny's."
"I was at Ginny's, but she wasn't into it today, so I left. We're through and she knows it."
"By the way, have we got any mail today? I didn't check this morning before we left," Michelle said.
"Yeah, our Hogwarts letters arrived. They're in the kitchen," Harry said.
Michelle nodded, got off the couch and headed to their tiny kitchen. She picked up her letter and read the list of books they'd need. Michelle frowned and sighed, she hoped she would be Head Girl, but there was no badge in her letter, that's when she saw the lump in the envelope that contained Harry's letter. Frowning still, Michelle opened Harry's letter and out fell a badge.
"Harry, you're Head Boy! Why didn't you tell me?" screamed Michelle.
"I didn't want to brag," Harry said, walking into the kitchen.
"You love to brag though! What's bothering you?" Michelle asked, putting the badge down and walking over to her twin.
"Oh it's nothing." Michelle looked at him. "Really, I'm being honest 'Elle."
"Fine, don't tell me. I am just your twin sister," Michelle said, going to the refrigerator. "I'm going to make an earlier dinner. Go over to Draco's and ask him if he'd like to spend the rest of the summer here. I mean, we do have that other room. Go on now."
Harry shrugged and Disapparated.
A/N: Well there's my attempt at an AU. Should I continue, or should I delete this and forget it ever happened? Tell me if I should do another chapter or what. Please review!!