Harry Potter and the Evil Twin
Chapter 1: The Dream
It was a Sunday morning when Harry Potter awoke to a start with his scar burning. He had been having a nightmare, one that seemed very real for that matter. It was the same nightmare Harry had been having the whole entire summer since he had left Hogwarts.
It was always the same. Harry, as a baby, and his mother and father were all sitting around a large circular table, eating dinner. There was someone else there too. Someone that looked identical to Harry as a baby. They all looked so happy and peaceful. Harry's mother, Lily, was fixing both children their dinner and Harry's father, James, was helping himself to mashed potatoes. It was like a perfect family.
Then, all of a sudden there was a loud banging on the door and in burst a man that looked nothing like a man at all. He looked like more of an "it." It had slit like eyes, glowing red in the dim light, two slits for a nose, and a hideous mouth twisted into a sickening smile.
James got up from the table suddenly. "Lily," he shouted "Go out through the back door! I'll try and hold him off," "James," Lily replied back "Be careful," Lily Potter ran as fast as she could out the back door, with her two children cradled in her arms. As she ran out side into the dark of the night, Lily Potter looked for a place to hide.
After her eyes adjusted to the darkness, she saw a bunch of trees about a quarter mile away and decided to hide there. As she started to run she heard a high pitch laugh that made the hair on the back her neck stand up on ends. Lily Potter looked around quickly but saw no one and continued to run towards the trees.
"There's no use in running Lily. I can see you wherever you go." Lily spun around again and there he was himself, Lord Voldemort. "Please don't hurt my children. Take me instead!" Lily pleaded. "I have no use for you or your other son. Just give me the boy and you and the other child may go free." "No you'll never have him!" Lily cried slowly backing away. "William is not going with you!" "Give me the boy!" Voldemort bellowed getting angrier by the moment. "No matter what you do or how long you keep him from the public, he's destiny is set. Give him to me now and you and your other son may go free!" "Never!" Lily Potter screamed "William is a normal boy and is not growing up to be a dark wizard!"
With that final word Lily Potter turned and ran for her life, as fast as she could. A soon as she started to run there was a flash of green light and Lily Potter fell to the ground with a thud. Her two children fell out of her hands and landed with a thud on the ground beside her. As Voldemort walked over to where Harry sat he picked up the small bundle that was Harry's twin. Voldemort crept closer to baby Harry, who knew nothing about what was going on. He lay there looking up at the stars wondering where he was. All of a sudden there was a flash of green light and baby Harry felt a horrible burning sensation on his forehead.
That is where Harry always woke up. He lay there on his bed, drenched in sweat, rubbing his pounding scar. As Harry looked into the mirror he remembered what day it was. It was Harry's 15th birthday. As he got up out of bed he saw 3 owls perched on the sill of his window.
One was his own, the beautiful white female, Hedwig, and the other two where Errol, the Weasley family owl, and a beautiful brown tawny owl which Harry figured came from Hogwarts. He started to untie Hedwig's package but Harry's mind wasn't focussed on what he was doing.
He was trying to recall the dream he had been having. It seemed so real, Harry though to himself. It was very painful for Harry to think about his parents, since he never really knew them. He was to young. But still harry wondered about the other child in the dream. It looked identical to Harry as a baby. "Strange," Harry muttered to himself out loud. He refocused his mind on the three owls and began too untie Hedwig's package. As Harry opened the package he saw two parcels with Hermione's neat handwriting on them. He picked up the first parcel and started to read the card.
Dear Harry, Happy Birthday! I hope you are well and not up to anything dangerous, since danger always seems to find you. How is your summer going? Well mine has gone pretty good. My family and I just got home from visiting the United States. It was really quite nice there. We saw the Grand Cannon, which was a spectacular site. I am going to Diagon Alley in two weeks from Sunday. I think Ron is going there at that time to. I hope the Dursley's are treating you well. Love from, Hermione. P.S. I'm a prefect! Isn't that wonderful!
Harry placed to card on his desk on started opening the second package. He saw inside a large snow globe with a miniature Hogwarts castle inside. Every now and then a light would flash on and off inside the castle. There was another note from Hermione beneath the snow globe.
Harry,
I found this snow globe in an add for the Daily Prophet. I thought it would be a good present for you because if things get bad with the Dursley's you can just look at the snow globe and think about Hogwarts. ~Hermione.Harry placed the snow globe next to Hermione's card on his desk and untied the heavy package from the Weasley family owl, Errol. He opened the large package and found two parcels, and a large tin box. Harry opened the first parcel and saw Ron's untidy penmanship.
Harry, Happy Birthday! How's life with the unbearable Dursley's? Did Dudley get any fatter? I don't think he can or he'll burst! That would be a funny sight. Anyway how is your summer going? Mine went pretty good. Bill and Charlie took of work this summer so it was cool having the whole family back for the summer, well except for Percy. He was absorbed in his work again. He got a promotion. Did you hear about Hermione becoming a prefect? I hope she's not as stuck up as Percy was. I wouldn't be a prefect if they paid me. Don't tell Hermione that. ~Ron. P.S. Mom said you could spend the last week of the summer at our house. Just send me an owl with your answer. She says you have to asks the Dursley's first, though.
Harry put Ron's card next to Hermione's and started the large second parcel. Inside he saw tons of little sweats such as Chocolate Frogs, Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans, Drooble's Best Blowing Gum, Pumpkin Pastries, Cauldron Cakes, Licorice Wands and a lot more of assorted candies. Beneath all that was another note and a book titled 101 Quidditch Moves. Harry thought to himself, Ron you've hit the mother load. He picked up the little note and started to read it.
Harry I figured that the Dursley's weren't going to feed you anything good to eat so I decided to help you out for your birthday by giving all the candy. I found that book in a wizard store and I knew you'd like it. Mom also made you fudge in the tin package. She didn't know I was giving all those sweats. I bet you won't go hungry! ~Ron.
Harry picked up a chocolate frog and popped it in his mouth, while opening the tin package. Sure enough there was Mrs. Weasley's homemade fudge. Harry, delighted by his presents untied the third package from the brown tawny owl. He was right, the owl was from Hogwarts. Inside were three parcels and a crumbled up package. He opened the first and saw Hagrids scribble.
Happy Birthday Harry! I hope your well living with those ruddy Dursley's. Anyway the present I gave you was your fathers. Dumbledore told me he thought you were ready. I don't know what he means by that, though. It's a crystal dagger with some sort of magical power, as far as Dumbledore said. Anyway see you at school! ~Hagrid.
Harry grabbed the crumbled up package and tore it open. Inside was a small crystal dagger that glowed very faint in the darkness of the room. As Harry ran his fingers down the sides of it he felt very strange. A warming sensation started to come over him. When he let go Harry returned to the coldness of his bedroom in Number Four Privet Drive.
Harry studied that dagger more closely and saw down the side was a picture of a stag and a name carved into the side that read: James Potter. As Harry put the dagger on the table with the rest of his things there was a tiny voice inside his head telling him to keep it with him at all times so Harry decided to pocket it. He couldn't help reaching into his pocket every other minute just to feel that warmness of the dagger. It seemed to comfort him.
Harry reached over and opened the two other parcels. One was a note referring to his school year at Hogwarts and the second with a list of his schoolbooks. Harry sat there on his bed, looking at his presents feeling happy for the first time over the summer.
Out of the three things he had gotten his favorite was the small dagger that belonged to his father. Harry sat there for a while, holding the little dagger and then all of a sudden his quite room was filled with the sound of Aunt Petunia's shrill voice.
"Get out of bed!" she screamed through the crack in the door "Breakfast is ready!" Harry, leaving behind his peaceful mood, got up a shoved all his presents and cards under a loose floorboard on the floor. He quickly got changed and bounded down the stairs to the kitchen.
Uncle Vernon was reading the newspaper and Dudley was glued to the TV eating his rather large breakfast. Harry slid between the two of them and gobbled down his two slices of bread, thanking Ron for all the sweats. Uncle Vernon glanced over at him and flinched.
"Comb you hair," he said in a rather mean tone. Uncle Vernon was always complaining about Harry's hair and how it was always so messy but Harry was used to it. His hair was always messy. That was just the way it always was.
"How is my little Dudleykins this morning?" Aunt Petunia said giving Dudley a second helping of breakfast. "Fine," Dudley replied, still not taking his eyes off the TV. Whenever Dudley spoke his six chins used to wobble. As they family sat in silence, Harry was trying to figure out how to ask the Dursely's if he could stay with Ron.
"Um could I ask you something?" Harry said under the pressure of his aunt and uncle's staring eyes.
"What," Harry's Uncle Vernon said.
"Well you see, my friend from H-" Harry stopped himself. He wasn't allowed to say the name of his school or the word magic in the Dursley household.
"My friend from my school wanted to know if I could spend the last week of August at his house."
"Who is this friend of yours?" Uncle Vernon asked.
"You've met them before, the Weasly family. Uncle Vernon flinched at the name, remembering last years experience with the fireplace.
"How are they arriving this year?" Uncle Vernon asked in an annoyed voice.
"I don't know but I'll ask." Harry said pleasantly. There was a moments pause and then Uncle Vernon finally answered.
"No," he said, a smile forming over his face. "
"What?" Harry asked jumping up and slamming his fist down on the table. "Why not!" Dudley ran from the table and cowered behind his mother.
"Because it's your punishment." Uncle Vernon said.
"My punishment for what?" Harry screamed getting angrier by the moment.
"Your punishment for teasing Dudley all summer," he continued, still smiling.
"I did no such thing!" Harry yelled getting redder in the face.
"Yes you did,"
"NO I DIDN'T"
"Yes you did,"
"NO I DIDN'T!" Harry was so angry with his uncle. "This is so unfair!" With that word Harry kicked the table and ran outside into the summer sunlight, trying to calm down.
The End (Until Chapter 2!)
Okay I hope that everyone likes this story. It's kinda boring but, believe me the other chapters are better. The next chapter is called Chapter 2: Harry's Bad Decision. Also, soon there will be a little romance evolved with 2 characters! Just so I can get more publicity with these stories, I have my own web page at
