All Characters related to the Harry Potter world belong to J.K Rowling.
Prologue
All was quiet and perfectly normal in the town of Little Whinging especially in the home belonging to Petunia and Vernon Dursley. They were as normal as you could get, married and settled down in a nice comfortable home in Surrey with their first and only child Dudley Dursley. Life was normal and ordinary, to them it was perfect. Even though they weren't filthy rich, they still liked to live with money. They were your typical stuck up family with Vernon thinking he was God on Earth and Petunia sticking her abnormally long neck into other peoples business, it was safe to presume that despite how normal these people tried to be, they were as far away from being it as possible.
In Godric's Hollow on the other side of the country whilst the Dursley's slept another family were targeted to be killed, they were the Potters. James and Lily had been school sweethearts and had got married straight out of Hogwarts - a school for the magically gifted. They settled down quickly and happily welcomed their twin children on 31st July 1970. Their names were Harry and Rhiannon Potter and they were spitting image of each other despite their different personalities. It was a dark, cold night on the 31st October 1971 and the Potters knew that something would happen tonight and they wouldn't be able to protect their children. They had gone into hiding a few months earlier after being warned they were a potential target for Lord Voldemort.
It seemed to them now that they had been betrayed by someone close to them, it was far to late to try and run now, their efforts would count for nothing and they would only be putting more people in danger. So they did the next best thing, they vowed with their lives that they would protect their children with their last breath. And they did. Voldemort came swiftly and killed James instantly before proceeding up the stairs to where the children screamed for their parents knowing something was seriously wrong. Lily was offered a final chance to join or die but she refused profusely refusing to commit to something that stood for cruelty and immorality. She was dealt with quickly and Voldemort fired one more curse before he vanished, defeated by a mere child. Harry potter was left with a bleeding raw lightning bolt on his forehead, whilst Rhiannon had been left unscathed.
To cut a long story short, it was decided by the almighty Dumbledore that the children would be taken to the next living blood relatives and this lay with the ever-so-normal Dursley's. Hagrid flew on his motorcycle with the twins swaddled in blankets in the side seat and they fell asleep as they flew over Bristol.
When he reached number 4 Private Drive, he shed a tear as he placed the twins on the door step and Dumbledore left a letter beside them as they quietly left. This is where my story begins. I'm Rhiannon Potter and I have one question for you, Are you ready to hear my story?