Summary: One of Harry's descendents is an unspeakable in the department of mysteries. One day, she brushes against something that was accidentally created in the time of Lily and James. This thing decides to fix things for Lily and James, no matter how many tries it takes, and so it rewinds, and puts in a new character.

Disclaimer: I don't own it, blah blah blah, Harry Potter belongs to J. K. Rowling, the great and powerful.

I opened the envelope. It was a large one, and I could feel thing rattling around inside it. First, I took out the letter. It said:

Dearest Vannah,

We hope this letter reaches you well. You are adopted. You are also a witch. Your given name is Savannah Sierra Long. You are a metamorphmagus. This means that you can change your appearance at will. Here I looked up. "What does A-a-ap-p-pear-ants mean?"

"It means what you look like," said my mom.

"Oh."

"See, I told you you shouldn't have given it to her yet, she is only five, you know." They proceeded to bicker lightly, and I returned to my letter.

There is an undetectable extension charm on the pouch, which makes it have more room than it looks like. This pouch contains:

-A key to Gringotts, the wizard bank

-A cauldron and basic potion ingredients

-A map with directions to Diagon alley

-2 quills, 1 roll of parchment, and a bottle of black ink.

By the way, non-magical people are called Muggles.

Soon after this letter is read, someone will take you to Diagon Alley. But beware, Vampires, Werewolves, and Giants are also real.

Love,

Mum & Dad

I had so many questions.

"Can I go outside?" I asked, even though it was getting dark.

"Of course, dear," my mom said. I opened the door, and stepped onto the garden path, thinking hard. I sat down on the bench. I could see the garden's every detail in the light from the full moon, and – There was a loud howling noise from right behind me. Petrified, I slowly turned around. What I saw was (A/N- I just noticed that saw and was are anagrams.) the scariest thing I had ever laid eyes on. I could see its wolfish features silhouetted against the full moon. I couldn't help myself. I screamed.

Author's Note

So, What do you think? Be nice. I wrote this a while ago, and I am amazed. Details, details, details. Wow.