Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns all Harry Potter characters. I own those that are not mentioned in the books / movies / Harry Potter world.

A/N: This is for you Brittany. I hope you enjoy it ( must find time to write more chapters! )

Chapter I: Beginnings ( HPOV )

" Harry, dear! Are you ready yet? Breakfast is almost ready and we have to leave for King's Cross in a little while!" Mom was always on time and never woke up later than 7:30 every morning. So, it was a fact of life that Dad and I followed her schedule. You really couldn't be mad at her though, she's always too nice.

I threw back the covers and rolled out of bed. Hedwig my beautiful, snowy owl, fluttered over to my side, tugged on a wisp of my hair and screeched "Good morning!" I smiled. "Good morning to you too Hedwig." I opened my French windows and she leapt up onto the window and flew out over Godric's Hollow.

I got dressed and looked at my trunk of belongings. Mom and Dad had taken me to Diagon Alley a few weeks ago to get my robes and other first year Hogwarts supplies. No matter how many times I've been there, to help Mom get her charms supplies, the atmosphere, the strength of the magic in the air and the wonderful feeling it gives me…it just never gets old. I got my first wand at none other than Ollivander's Wand Shoppe. My wand, holly and phoenix feather is eleven inches long. Mr. Ollivander said he almost sold my wand's brother to someone named Tom Riddle. But apparently the wand wasn't quite right for him and he bough a different one instead. My father ended up buying my wand's brother. We each have wands that share a core donor. The same phoenix gave two feathers instead of one. He and I always joke that if we combined our magic we could rule the world! But there really wasn't any reason to dream about it, we already kind of did. Eleven years ago, when I was only a baby, Voldemort came to our house and tried to kill me. Supposedly, I was destined to defeat him. Well obviously he wasn't very strong because my father, James Potter defeated him with the help of my mother Lilly. Together, their magic strengthened by their love for me, they destroyed him.

Some say he didn't die that night.

They say he's still around, but no one knows for sure.

I'm just glad my parents are still with me…supporting me as I prepare for my first year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I want to leave my own mark on the wizarding world, just like them.

I hope I can live up to their legacy…