My name is Ellen. Ellen Potter. My brother is currently 11, I am 20. I was a little girl when he came in the night. He always did. It was Halloween. A day of candy and costumes and pain. I was nine years old. I was an angel for Halloween. I had a white dress and a halo floating above my red hair and glasses covering my green eyes. I had heard a knock at the door. I push it open and see a man robed in black, with a wave of his wand I was tied up. He killed my father as my mother ran up to Harry. (I was an accident when they were young so that explains the age gap) he looked down at me, I was crying and shaking, readying myself for death but it never came,"Crucio!"

He said, I fell convulsing to the ground. He didn't release it, soon I was lying in a puddle of my own blood on the floor as he walked upstairs. I envied my father, surely his quick death will be better than my long and painful one. Black ebbed at the edges of my vision when I hear a dull thump from upstairs, I let out an anguished cry, but it gets mufffled by blood coming from my mouth. I wait for the man to come down the stairs but he never does. The door flies open. Severus flies in. "Help." I whisper.

He turns and I say it again,"Help,"

He bends over and grabs me, he sends an owl out and a large man comes in and comes down with Harry and takes me away. That's the last thing I see.

"She can't stay here!"

"But She can't go with them!"

"What about the boy?"

"He's with their aunt and uncle!""

"And She can't go there why?"

"She's too old and knows too much!"

"Then why can't she stay here!"

"Children are at school here!"

"What about Remus?"

"That's a good idea, maybe, but we need to find him first."

"Then try! She needs a home."

I slowly open my eyes to see an older woman rubbing her temples. She looks at me and says,"Ellen, I am so sorry."

"Where, what, where is Harry!"

"He's with your aunt and uncle."

"Where am I?"

"Hogwarts."

"Where are mum and dad?"

"Dead, Voldemort killed them."

"Where is he?"

"I don't know. Did you see anything?"

"I don't know."

"Go back to sleep."

I nod off and soon I wake up to another argument.

"Lily and James are dead?"

"Yes."

"But their kids are alive?"

"Yes."

"And only this one is hurt."

"Yes."

"Why?"

"We simply don't know, neither does she."

"Wonderful."

"And Sirius betrayed them."

"No, Sirius didn't, he wouldn't."

"He was their secret keeper!"

I hear a door open and close and one man left, the other sits on my bed,"I know that youre awake."

I open my eyes and see,"Uncle Remus!"

He laughs and says,"Yeah."

I ask,"Where am I going to go?"

"With your aunt and uncle."

"But they're muggles!"

"Yes they are."

"Why do I have to live with them?"

"They agreed to take you in."

"When do I go?"

"Tomorrow."

"Tomorrow!"

"Ellen you've been here for two months!"

"I have?"

"Yes, we thought you were dead."

"Oh, ok."

"Goodbye, I won't see you again until you go to Hogwarts."

"Goodbye uncle Remus!"

He hugs me and I go back to sleep. I wake up the next morning to a big man pulling me down the hall to a bike, I arrive at the Dursley's home and he leaves. I knock on the door and Petunia looks at me and says,"Wow, you look just like your mother, I'll fix your hair."

She pulls me into the kitchen and starts brushing my hair. She tries to talk to me but I brush her off and ask about Harry. She told me that he lives in a cupboard under the stairs, I told I would live there if Harry got his own room, she agreed.

I was unpacking my stuff in the cupboard. When I hear a knock and Petunia and her pig, I mean husband, are standing there. I get the whole no magic talk and blah, blah, blah. I run upstairs and hug Harry, I look at him, he had grown up in two months. I wonder what happened. I grab one of Harry's toys from the house and start to play with him. I'm all he has now. And in two years I have to leave him here with them. I sigh and say,"We can do this."

Two years later

I run to get the mail and see a letter to me from Dumbledore. I open it and scream,"I got in! Aunt Petunia I got accepted!"

She says,"I told you."

I say,"How can I get the things I need?"

"Write a letter?"

I write a letter and slip it in the mailbox, an owl lands on it as soon as the letter falls through the slot. I look at two year old Harry and say,"I'm sorry I have to leave."

He giggles and I pick him up and spin him around. The scar sticks out on his forehead. I brush his hair in front of it. "There you go Harry. I'm sorry you never got to meet them, they loved you. I love you. Stay strong little guy."

The next day a frazzeled woman with red hair says,"Ellen! We need to go, I have your Gringotts key, and Bill is getting his supplies today, so I figured I could take you to Diagon Alley."

"Mrs. Weasley? It's been so long!"

"It has dear. Now say goodbye and pack your things you're staying with us until the train comes."

"Oh okay, I just need to say goodbye to Harry."

I look at Harry and spin him one last time. I grab a spare pair of glasses from my bag and push them on his face. "Bye bye Harry, I'll see you before you know it."

I walk out with Mrs. Weasley and see Bill. "Bill! I haven't seen you in three years!"

"Ellen, you look so different!"

We talk all the way to Diagon Alley. I prepare myself to enter the world I was forced to leave behind.