So, this is the revised version of You Are The Only One Who Understands Me. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. If I did, Neville/Luna would be real!

Harry Potter.

The Boy Who Lived.

People say he was brought up in the muggle world. They say he knew nothing of his heritage and what he had done.

They also say that from the moment he was placed on the doorstep of his relatives house, a girl the same age as him, never left his side.

And even more people say that Harry Potter then went on to fall in love with this girl.
But what do they know?

Of course, most of they said was true. Harry Potter had no recollection of his amazing feat. Nor did he know that he was exceptionally extraordinary. And so was Hayley Potter.

They were magical. A wizards and a witch. And they were to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

And that wasn't the biggest shock.

Harry and Hayley had believed for ten years that they were siblings. Family.

Hayley Potter was not, in fact, a Potter at all.

It was a shock at first. Neither wanted to believe it. They looked like twins whether they were blood related or not.

The pair spent two years in denial of the fact that they were not siblings until they could deny it no more. Hayley was not his flesh and blood.

Harry still acted as if Hayley was his sister, as he had believed for eleven years. Both were happy with the arrangement to play pretend with that matter.

They were certainly the talk of the entire magical world. They were meant to be. The dynamic duo of Hogwarts. Fate, it seemed, had decided that Harry would have a companion on his long journey.

Of course, as history tell us, the duo would soon become a quartet. The Golden Quartet, as they would be known later.

And yet, in the midst of all this, it was curious that these two particular children were thrown together in the events that had transpired over the previous eleven years. Much had changed in the muggle and magical worlds since the two children had been growing up.

These were hard times to grow up in. Fortunate in so many ways and unfortunate in many others.

They, naturally, were eleven at the time of these awesome discoveries. They felt... to put it in their words, scared. They were so innocent. Discovering magic you didn't think could exist is intimidating enough. Being introduced to an entire world where you are famous and you didn't even know it is another.

Seven years on though, their eleven year old selves would hardly recognise them. Both have grown up too fast, sacrificed too much, lost far too much and seen too much death for any normal person's liking.
But being the people they are, and will be, they fought through it. To make a better world for everyone. To finally have a life free of the Dark Lord.

But that's for later. In fact, I have said too much on the matter already.

Right now, you need to hear their story from the beginning.

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10 years later...

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Harry James Potter woke to the sound of banging. Blinking sleep from his eyes, he sat up shaking the other sleeping figure in his room.

"Wake up you lousy good for nothing wimps! I have better things to do than sit around waiting for you to leave the house!" He heard his cousin yell through the stairs. Harry groaned as he remembered the date. Dudley's birthday. He shook the sleeping figure once more, more urgently this time.

"Come on! We gotta wake up now!" Harry could muffled groans and grunts as his cupboard-mate came back to the world of the living. As she stretched out as much as she could in the crowded space they shared, she spoke.

"What is it? I'm sleeping." Harry rolled his eyes. He knew she had heard Dudley yelling, and wanted to cause a fuss just to upset the Dursleys.

"Please, not today Hayley. It's his birthday." Hayley rolled over to look at her brother.

"Is it that day already? Diddums' birthday: oh yay!" And with that she rolled back to sleep again. Harry laughed good-naturedly and got up and dressed. As he opened the door to the cupboard under the stairs into the house, he was shoved back by Dudley running to the mailbox to see if there was any money for him in the mail. Harry toppled back onto the sleeping Hayley, who had a very rude re-awakening.

"Oomph! Gerroff! Harryyyyy!" As she struggled to sit up, she laughed.

As she looks back on that day, the day Harry and Hayley realised they were not normal, she wishes she could go back to the innocence, the happiness. No pain, no death, no longing. And most importantly, there was no heartbreak. It was what lead to the end of their iconic friendship. All it took was one spark, one thought, one idea...

"Come on, we're going get a day in the cupboard if we don't hurry up." Hayley untangled herself from Harry, dressed and went into the kitchen. Aunt Petunia saw her walk in and sniffed disapprovingly.

Petunia always regretted the fact that she couldn't tame Harrys hair or mold Hayley into a perfect "daughter". Harry was given Dudleys old things, but because Hayley was too small to wear Dudleys clothes and she was a girl, Petunia was forced to buy her new clothes. It had all been well and good, but in the past year, the girl had adopted the most horrible clothing style. Tight jeans, combat boots, hoodies; It just wasn't proper for a lady to wear such things. At that moment Harry walked into the kitchen to help with breakfast. Another sniff was heard from Petunia. The boy's hair was just simply horrid. She had even tried to cut it all off, but the next day, there it was, as if she hadn't touched it. Strange things happened the two children and Petunia Dursley was determined to stay away from it.

"Petunia dear, there's problem..." A gruff voice floated from the hall.

"What is it?" Petunia's shrill voice matched her personality perfectly. She was a nosy person, always needing to know everything about her neighbours.

"Well, Mrs Figg can't take them."

"Well, why not Vernon?"

"She's broken her leg."

"Ah. Well, we'll figure something out won't we? Is there anyone else on the street who can take them?"

"'Fraid not dear." Vernon Dursley walked into the dining room, where Petunia was rearranging Dudley's presents. He spoke to her quietly.

"I think they'll have to come."

"Oh. Are you sure? There's no one else? At all?" As Hayley watched the sizzling bacon, she could hear her aunt and uncle talking. She pretended not to hear, but her heart leaped at the prospect of being able to spend Dudley's birthday not looking at cats. Vernon shook his head curtly and marched into the kitchen for his morning coffee. On the way, Hayley bumped into him.

"Watch it, girl." Hayley swallowed with great difficulty at the look on her uncle's face.

She remembers that moment, and she laughs. She wonders why she was so terrified of someone who had no real power. The fun part was terrifying him every summer holidays after returning from Hogwarts. She remembers the first summer she felt happy, powerful, free. Powerful... She remembers her third year, when- No. Not now. Those memories can wait.

Suddenly, Dudley thundered down the stairs. He ran- well, waddled- over to the enormous pile of presents waiting for him. He stood in silence as he counted them.

"37 presents! But I had 38 last year! That's not fair!" At that he scrunched up his face and started to wail. Petunia rushed over and started to comfort him.

"It's alright Diddikins, don't cry, don't cry. Tell you what, we'll go out and get 2 more presents! How does that sound?"

"And that means I'll have... I'll have..." Dudley's chubby features morphed into what could be mistaken for pain at having to think.

"39 Diddums!"

"Oh. Alright then." There was ring and a knock at the door. It was one of Dudley's 'little friends', Piers Polkiss, here for Dudley's birthday outing. Hayley and Harry shrank back into the shadow of the kitchen. Neither wanted to play 'Beat up the freak' again, or any time soon for that matter.

"Alright, everyone in the car!" Piers and Dudley raced to the car.

"Oh. And you two as well. Get in the car." Hayley and Harry looked at each in shock and apprehension. Never in their lives had they been taken out for a treat, let alone for one of Dudley's parties. Both ran to the car before their uncle could change his mind. As soon Dudley realised that they were coming too, he had a tantrum about it.

"Muuuum, they can't come! He always ruins everything! And she'shorrible to me! Muuuuum!" It took 2 more presents for Dudley to finally calm down. It was only then that the pair allowed themselves a small smile.

When they reached the zoo, Dudley and Piers ran wild, disappearing in the blink of an eye. Before Hayley and Harry could run off, though, Vernon caught them by their collars.

"No funny business, do you hear me?" Both silently nodded, before escaping Vernon's line of sight. Keeping well away from Piers and Dudley was quite easy in the zoo. And it allowed them to talk too.

"I had a dream last night." Harry remarked at they watched a lion yawn lazily in it's enclosure. Hayley looked at him with mock shock.

"Oh really? Who'd have thought? People have dreams now?" Harry laughed.

"Hayley, I'm serious!"

"Ok, ok. What was it about then?"

"A flying motorcycle."

"A flying motorcycle. D'you know how absurd that sounds?" Hayley grinned as they moved to the next enclosure, with spider monkeys.

"Yeah, I know! That's 'cause it was a dream!"

"Sure sure! Next time you'll be saying that the dream came to life and whisked you away!" The children laughed again, but underneath the laughter was a deep longing to run away from the Dursleys.

"I had a dream too."

"You did? Tell me."

"Ok... It's hard to remember the exact details, but I remember all these people standing over me. They were talking. Just talking. I don't even know what about. I didn't even catch their names."

"Really?"

"Yeah, I don't really remember many of the people except two. This man, who was looking at me a lot, like he was proud of me and a lady and she looked at like she was really proud. Harry... I think they were our parents." Hayley looked at Harry with a glint of hope and sadness in her eyes. Harry met her gaze and put a comforting hand on her shoulder.

"What happened next?"

"They mentioned some other people. They weren't there though. Or at least, I couldn't see them. But they looked so happy, and it made me happy. It was the best dream I've ever had Harry!"

"Wow."

"I know..." Hayley stared off into the distance as Harry watched the monkeys swing from the trees. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Piers and Dudley walking away from the snake enclosures.

"Hey, let's go look at the snakes. Quickly, before uncle Vernon orders us to the car." They walked over and pressed their faces up against the glass admiring the Diamond Pythons and Green Tree Snakes. They soon found an enclosure the really interested them.

"Which type is this? I'm too short to read it." Harry stood on tip toe and read aloud to Hayley.

"A Boa Constricter, found in Brazil."

"Cool." As they watched, the snake started to move. Harry jokingly started to speak to the snake, as if it were able to talk back.

"So you're a Boa Constrictor?" The snake looked at him, then slowly made a movement that looked it nodded.

"And you come from Brazil?" Hayley caught on. The snake shook it's head from side to side.

"You were born here then?" Harry then leant against the information tablet and pretended to look as casual as possible as one can in a zoo. Again, the snake looked like it nodded. Hayley stifled a giggle.

"Can you understand us?" Hayley continued with a big grin on her face. Another nod. And then;

"Yessss, I can." Hayley and Harry gaped. Hayley quickly recovered.

"You were born here? Do you ever wonder what Brazil might be like?"

"All the time. I wissssh I could esssscape."

"I wish we could help you." Harry said sadly. Suddenly they heard a yell from Piers.

"Dudley look! They're making the snake move! As Piers and Dudley ran up to the exhibit, they shoved Harry and Hayley to the floor. On the ground, Harry glared at Dudley. He wished he could make Dudley pay for all the things he did and free the snake. Harry blinked and then the world exploded with sound. He took one look around and back at the enclosure- the glass was gone.

And the snake had escaped. It slithered it's way through the crowd to Harry and Hayley.

"Thankssss." And with that, it made it's way to freedom.

"A-Anytime..." Harry stammered out a little late.

The children then really got a good look at what had happened. Piers and Dudley were in a corner wailing. People were running everywhere and screaming. Dudley and Piers screamed out to Petunia and Vernon.

"It was going to kill me!"

"It was around my waist, I could feel it!" Spotting Harry and Hayley, Vernon left Petunia to comfort the boys and marched over to the Potter children.

"WHAT IN BLAZES JUST HAPPENED?"

"I-I-I don't know, I swear-"

"DON"T LIE TO ME GIRL, YOU WERE HERE!" Harry all but yelled;

"I swear we don't know! One minute the glass was there and then it was gone. It was like magic!"

Vernon, who had drawn a breath to yell again fell silent, turning all sorts of colours before speaking again in a hushed but furious tone.

"There's no such thing as magic! NOW GET IN THE CAR!" The children scurried to the car before Vernon could unleash more of his wrath on them.

She remembers that day so well. Well, mostly what she remembers is the feeling. And the feeling she gets is fear. Fear of the snake. Fear of their Uncle Vernon hurting them. Fear of Dudley and Piers beating them up. Fear of the cupboard.

Fear. Yes, she had definitely had her share.

As soon as they all got home Vernon shoved Harry and Hayley into their cupboard and locked it.

"I SPECIFICALLY SAID NO FUNNY BUSINESS! AND THIS IS WHAT I GET! YOU WON'T BE COMING OUT OF THERE FOR A LONG TIME!" He roared at them.

Harry and Hayley cowered in the dark of their cupboard under the stairs.

Good? Bad? Please tell me!

Now, while you're here *evil laugh*, I need some help. I need to find a name that a wizard would call someone who can use very powerful wandless magic. If you could help, that would be AWESOME! :D

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