So here's my first fan fiction. I just turned 15 and my first language's not English so please just take it easy on me. I don't really write stories, I just like to read them, I just got bored one night and an idea came to me, so I decided to give writing a try. Please review, and enjoy... :)

One night inside number 4, Privet Drive, the residents were sleeping. Among them were two peculiar twins, who at that time would do anything to get out of Privet Drive. The boy named Harry was sleeping soundlessly. On the other hand, his twin, Hailey, was thrashing in her sleep, as if she was having a most troubling dream or struggling to get more space. The latter was not so unlikely because, believe it or not, what they called as room was the small cupboard under the stairs.

After more thrashing, Hailey woke up with a start and banged her head on the low ceiling of the cupboard under the stairs. The impact of the head with wood made a reasonably loud sound that it woke Harry up.

"Ouch!" she exclaimed as the stirring Harry moaned something unintelligible. She rubbed her head where it made contact with the ceiling and, while doing so, got out of balance and fell to the floor with an even louder thud before she could steady herself. This made Harry sit up so swiftly that he almost banged his head too on the ceiling.

"What is it, Hailey? I'm trying to sleep," he asked irritably while squinting through the dark to find his glasses and Hailey at the same time. When he managed to find his round spectacles and had his eyes adjusted to the dark, he spotted Hailey at once on the floor, struggling to get up. He stretched out a hand towards her arm then helped her climb back to the small bed they were sharing.

"Thanks," Hailey said.

"So, what is it?" Harry said a little exasperatedly.

"What? Oh, just a really weird dream is all."

"Oh, okay. Anything else?"

"No, nothing," she replied shortly.

"Well then, I'm going back to sleep if you don't mind," he ended with a sigh. A few seconds later, Hailey heard deep breaths beside her.

The truth is, it was more than just a really weird dream. It goes farther than being really peculiar. But hard as she tried to recall it, she really couldn't remember. In fact, after several minutes of racking her brain and staring into space, she gave up and immediately fell asleep again.

When Hailey woke up again it was to a loud rap on the cupboard door. She shielded her eyes from the blinding light emanating from the slit on the side of the door and turned to her side. Then, lifting her head up a little, she saw Harry in a sitting position looking very irritated. He looked down at her anxiously then, understanding what he meant, she just rolled her eyes and slumped back to their bed.

"I seriously hoped this day would never come," Hailey said, sighing.

Another loud rap on the door accompanied with a shrill voice made the twins jump.

"Get up! Don't wait for me to lock the two of you in!" shrilled the obnoxious Aunt Petunia Dursley, who was kind enough (or so she said) to be responsible for the twins after the unpredictable demise of their parents.

Now that she came to think of it, Hailey never really knew the story of their parents' death. Every time the twins tried to ask Aunt Petunia about it since she was their mother's sister, they never got a believable answer. The conversation was always similar to this:

"Aunt Petunia, c-could you tell us how our parents died?" one would ask.

"How many times do I have to tell the two of you? Car crash! Your parents died in a car crash! And that was how you, Harry, got your ugly scar! How could you ask such a stupid question so many times? Get back to your works!" Aunt Petunia would respond in a shrill voice accompanied with crazy hand actions.

And every time Harry added, "But I do remember a flash of green light," Aunt Petunia would break into unnatural, high-pitched laugh and say, "And where do you think would that green light come from?"

Hailey was brought back to the present when blinding light spilled from the opening door from which a long-necked woman, who appeared to have been spending her time spying on neighbors, peered inside the room, keen to find an excuse to give the twins more chores.

"More chores for you two today, and don't you make a mess! I want everything to be perfect for my diddykins's birthday! Cook breakfast!" Aunt Petunia added to Harry, who groaned in frustration as soon as Aunt Petunia was out of earshot.

"Ugh, Dudley's birthday, guess it's not going to be a good day for us," Harry said.

"Let's just cross our fingers and hope we don't get deaf by the end of the day, okay?" Hailey replied with a slight grin. Harry smiled back. Dudley was known to have tantrums, especially if he didn't get what he wanted on his birthday.

As soon as they got dressed, they made their way to the kitchen where they found Dudley screaming at his mother at the top of his lungs.

"CAKE! WHERE'S MY CAKE?"

The twins just looked at each other and rolled their eyes. They were going to have a difficult day.

So what do you think? I personally don't think it's good enough. I appreciate reviews, good or bad... After reading the reviews I will decide whether I will still continue this here or make it private instead. Also, I don't think I can update frequently because I also have other things to do like the school related ones and chores... So...

Until next time,

Ithebooklover