A/N: This fanfic will actually be in my character's POV and may change depending on the situation. I will try to update this just as frequently as my PJO one. Hope you guys like this one!
Disclaimer: All the characters and main plot belong to JK Rowling and only Catalina and my plot twists belongs to me.
Prologue
It all started on that dreadful Halloween night. The 31st October. A symbol of joy to many but the time of year to bring dread to my brother and I. Mainly me really since he doesn't know yet. On this dreadful day, our parents died. As far as Harry knows this is just a day we miss out because our relatives don't love us as much as they do Dudley.
Who knew that that dreaded would come back to haunt us? Who knew that it would change our lives so significantly that it would change true course of our lives forever.
We didn't. That's for sure.
Harry and I lived a very isolated life - Harry especially. I don't what it is but our relatives hate him. Aunt Petunia tolerates me so uncle Vernon has to too which means Dudley is relatively nice to me as well. I think it's because I look like mum - aunt Tuney's sister. When I called her aunt Tuney when I was little, it made her cry. Never found out why but she like it so carried on with it.
Harry on the other hand apparently looks like dad right down to the every single hair on his thick skull. The only thing he got from mum appearance wise was his eyes. A trait in which we share.
We lived a mundane life until they came. It changed us. For the better, I would like to believe. But it gave us the greatest shock of our lives when our lives became a roller coaster ride of hell...