Description: Twins were hard to come by in both worlds, but what if Harry Potter had a twin too? How would the wizarding world turn out with a savior to their world and a sister who has a few things up her sleeve as well?
Note: I do no own Harry Potter. Also this is a prelude to another story with a Twilight crossover. Enjoy.
Prologue
Number 4 private drive seemed like the perfect house on the outside. The lawn was always kept up along with the garden, and the cars always had a shine to them that not many had in Little Winging. Neighbors were envious of the picture perfect home that they saw whenever they passed, but their minds always wondered about the twin children that were sometimes seen tending the gardens in lawns.
The male twin, Harry Potter, sat next to his sister Selene as they were pulling weeds from the garden. It was Dudley's birthday today, and they were left behind to tend the gardens like they always were. Both jet haired children worked tediously, in fear that Vernon, their fat uncle, would come up from behind them and whip them with his belt. Even at the sight of a hug the two would cringe.
The twins looked alike in almost every way. Same hair, except Selene had longer hair that fell down to her waste, pale complexion, emerald eyes, and skinny forms that were far too skinny for 10 year olds. Their cheeks were a bit hollow, but they both still had pleasant smiles on their faces. The other two differences was that Harry had a lightening bolt scar on his forehead and a pair of glasses. Selene didn't. The only odd thing about her was that she had the knack of feelings things. She could feel when something was going to happen, and sometimes would know who it was going to happen too. To Selene, she was just following instinct. Although her instincts sometimes got her in trouble.
"Hey Harry?" asked Selene in her soft voice as she pulled out another weed.
"Yeah?" asked Harry.
"Something's going to happen," she confessed as a snake slithered passed them and Harry said something to it in his own little language. Harry really didn't know how he could talk to snakes. Another little quirk that he kept from his uncle. Vernon wasn't a man for nonsense, as he put it.
"Like what?"
Selene shrugged as she pulled out another weed. "I don't know. I just feel like something's gonna happen."
Harry looked at his sister in confusion. She was always vague, but Harry still loved her. Something he didn't really get what she was saying or why, but when she said something was going to happen it usually did. "Alright. Well all we can do is keep alert I guess."
The twins looked at each other and nodded in agreement. None saw the stone still cat gazing at them as they continued their work, and the owls that were swooshing overhead.
A/N: Review if you'd like too. Also, Emerald Fire readers, you'll see that I'm totally switching everything up in this story. I think it's for the best, and I switched Alana's name to Selene. Just because I like the name better.