Chapter One- A Change

On a cool November 1st morning Vernon Dursley was getting ready for work. He was a big beefy man. His wife Petunia was tall and skinny. Their son Dudley was very large for a one year old. They were proud to be normal. Perhaps they were too proud of their normalcy.

Mr. Dursley left for work in his black car. On the way to work he saw a bunch of people that crowded the streets of Surrey. He worked at a company called Grummings. They sold drills. He shouted a lot. He also talked on the phone at all as well.

When lunch came around Mr. Dursley walked across the street. On the way back to the office he heard a few phrases. He stopped dead when he heard three specific names, which were Caleb, Harry, and Beatrice Potter. Mr. Dursley shook the thought from his mind. He hoped that they were talking about a difference Potter family. He finally went back to work.

The tabby cat was still watch the Dursley house. It sat stiff on a brick wall. It watched as Dudley hit his mother because he wanted sweets. The cat knew that this wasn't the place for the twins. Mr. Dursley's car pulled into the driveway. He noticed that the tabby cat was still there.

The sunset and the Dursleys got ready for bed. Outside a man appeared on the street. He had a long white beard. He seemed to have not noticed that he had just appeared on a street where he was unwelcome. His name was Albus Dumbledore.

He noticed the still tabby cat. He smiled to himself. "Fancy seeing you here, Professor McGonagall."

The cat was suddenly a woman. "How did you know it was me, Albus?"

"My dear, I've never seen a cat sit so stiff."

"You'd be stiff too, if you had been sitting on a brick wall all day."

"All day when you've could have been out celebrating."

"Albus is it true that Lilly and James are… dead?"

"I'm afraid so."

"What about the twins?'

Hagrid is bringing them."

Professor McGonagall looked at him in shock. "You think it is wise to trust Hagrid with something as important as this? Where is Caleb going?"

"I would trust Hagrid with my life. Caleb is going somewhere else, Minerva."

A loud rumbling sound could be heard in the distance. A large bike came closer and closer. Finally it landed on the black pavement, and a large man got off of it. He was holding two small babies in his arms. "Good evening, Professor Dumbledore sir, Professor McGonagall."

"No problems I trust Hagrid?"

"No, sir. Both of them fell asleep just as we were flying over Bristol."

Professor Dumbledore took Harry and Professor McGonagall took Beatrice. "Where did you get that bike Hagrid?"

"Young Sirius Black lend it to me, sir."

"Oh I see. Well, let's get this over with."

"Albus, this is not the place for them. I watched them all day and they are the worse sort of muggles imaginable. They really are."

"The only family they have."

"Caleb is their family too, Albus."

Professor Dumbledore set Harry down on number four Privet Drive doorstep. Professor McGonagall kept looking at Beatrice's face. She cradled Beatrice gently in her arms. She clearly didn't want the child go. She knew that Beatrice wouldn't be happy here. "Set her down, Minerva."

Reluctantly Professor McGonagall carefully set little Beatrice next to Harry. "Stay safe, Beatrice. I promise that I'll check on you every so often." That's a promise that she'll keep.

Professor Dumbledore stepped forward. He had a note in his hands. "I've written them a note to explain."

"Albus, you can't possibly explain everything in a note. I am warning you that if anything happens to them, you'll have me to answer too." The strictness in her voice made him take a step back.

He set the note down in little Harry's hand. Hagrid was sobbing uncontrollably. "Hagrid please control yourself."

"Sorry," Hagrid sobbed.

"There won't be a child doesn't know their names," Professor McGonagall whispered.

"Good luck Harry and Beatrice Potter."

The next morning when Mrs. Dursley went to put out the milk jugs she screamed. She screamed so loud that she woke up the twins. Her scream also woke up most of the block. She saw the note that little Harry was holding. Mr. Dursley came to the door to see what was the matter. "What is the matter, Petunia?"

"I just got the shock of my life, Vernon."

She knelt down and picked up little Beatrice and the note. She carried her inside the house. Little Beatrice somehow already knew where her older brother Caleb was. She knew that he was still alive. Her green eyes darted around the room. Aunt Petunia walked into the living room. She opened the note with one hand. Beatrice was still in her other arm.

Aunt Petunia scanned the note very quickly. The note explained everything. She found out that her sister is dead. She was socked at the news. She wished she had talked to her sister more often. She stood up and walked into the hallway. In her arms still was little Beatrice.

Uncle Vernon took Beatrice and set her in a cupboard under the stairs. Her brother was already there. Her eyes darted fearfully around the small space. She crawled up to him. Their hands clasped together and they fell asleep. Their nap didn't last long. They woke up crying again.

A few years had past since the twins arrived. They were almost five years old. Harry was small, but Beatrice was even smaller. The twins were sound asleep. The mattress was thin. They bolted awake when a loud pounding sound on the cupboard door.

That morning was their first morning of cleaning the kitchen. They were too young to cook. They were forced to clean up after Aunt Petunia made breakfast. She made full plates of food and two plates with good barely covering them.

Three more years went by. Harry and Beatrice had started to cook. While, she cooked; she thought about Caleb. However, she was still focused on what she was doing. Surprisingly she was good at multitasking. She had done it a few times before. The twins were now almost eight years old.

Outside a window Beatrice noticed a tabby cat. It was watching them carefully. After a few moments the cat slipped away. She then remembered hearing something about seven years ago. She just didn't know what it was. Finally she went back to cooking.

Another two years past and the twins were ten years old. Today was Dudley's birthday. For his birthday they were going to the zoo. The twins were going with them. In the living room several presents were stacked on top of each other. When they entered Dudley was having a tantrum. He was complaining that he only had thirty-six presents.

His temper tantrum only stopped when the doorbell rang. Aunt Petunia sighed in relief. Dudley's best friend had finally arrived. Piers was just as big as Dudley. All six of them went out to the car. "There won't be any funny business, Uncle Vernon," Beatrice said before he could.

The drive to the zoo took at least ten minutes. During it harry said something he shouldn't. At his words Uncle Vernon almost crashed the car. The rest of the way was uneventful. He parked the car in the parking lot. Harry and Beatrice got out of the car followed by Dudley and Piers.

Uncle Vernon bought both Dudley and Piers and ice cream. Reluctantly, Uncle Vernon bought the twins a cheap lemon ice pop. It was actually quite could. They walked into the reptile house after lunch. It was cooler there than the rest of the zoo.

The group stepped in front of a snake tank. The snake was sound asleep. "Make it move," Dudley demanded.

Uncle Vernon rapped his hand on the glass. "Move!"

The snake didn't move. "Again!"

This time Uncle Vernon banged his fist against the glass. Again the snake stayed sound asleep. "Move!"

"This is boring," Dudley groaned.

Harry stepped forward toward the glass. "Sorry about him. He doesn't understand what it's like lying there day after day; watching people peer the their faces at you." The snake blinked. "Can you hear me?" the snaked nodded it's head.

Beatrice watched the conversation. She was wondering what was going on. Then she heard the snake talking back to him. What as going on? She knew what was going to happen next. Dudley was going to waddle over there in a few minutes. Unless he decided to changed his mind. She wished he wound.

The next few minutes happen just as she thought. Dudley ended up in the snake's tank. The snake slithered away. Everyone in the reptile house erupted into screams. Harry got up from the cement. He helped Beatrice up who was also on the ground.

Once Piers was safely out of the house Uncle Vernon rounded on the twins. "What happened?"

"We don't know!"

Uncle Vernon pushed the twins into the small cupboard. He slammed the door shut. "You two won't have any meals for a week."

Beatrice's eyes darted around the small space. Her lightning bolt scar was on the same side as Harry's. His was on his left side of his forehead. The only light came from the lone light bulb. Eventually, they fell asleep with their stomachs growling.