DISCLAIMER: I don't own Harry Potter. Unfortunately.

When they were about to turn 11, the twins were huddled in a small cupboard under the stairs, which was in fact their bedroom. Their names were Harry and Nessie. They looked completely different, as Harry had pitch black hair and forest green eyes, but Nessie had mousey brown hair with light blue eyes, which were verging on the brink of being grey. As before, they were completely un-twin like, apart from they both had a lightning bolt-shaped scar on their foreheads. How did it get there? They didn't know. All they knew was that they got it when their parents died, and that they now had to live with their Aunt and Uncle and their spoilt brat of a son, Dudley.

Anyway, one particular afternoon, their Uncle Vernon had a huge argument with Harry and Nessie over the mystery of 'Who stole the cookie from the cookie jar', although the fact that he tried to pin it on them whilst Dudley had crumbs round his mouth was a little concerning. They hid in their cupboard together, lying on a filthy blanket, when a sea of letters came through the post box. Immediately, a hammering on their door was followed with a shout of "GET THE MAIL!" Rubbing their eyes and stretching out, they went to fetch the enormous pile of letters from the mat. Dividing the pile in half, they sorted through them. Nessie started muttering names under her breath. "This one's for Uncle… Uncle… Uncle again… Auntie, probably her garden magazine… Uncle… Me… wait, what?" Her voice rose a little. "Harry, you won't believe this! Come here, or Uncle will take it off me." Harry sauntered over and Nessie started whispering. "I've got a letter!"

"WHAT!?" Harry exclaimed. "Is there one for me as well?"

"Um…" Nessie sifted through them. "Here!"

Thrusting the letter at him, he saw the seal and squinted through his round black glasses. Glancing jealously at Nessie's bright red pair of square glasses, he started daydreaming about a pair of diamond-studded sunglasses, which didn't make him look so nerdy. As he suddenly was reminded about his first ever letter, he read the writing around the seal. "Hogwarts school…of witchcraft and… Whizzing… Whozzing…"

Nessie sighed. Harry had never been able to read with those glasses. "It says Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Do you… do you think it might be a hoax? I think it might actually be real."

"I hope it's real, it would get us away from this place." Harry said longingly.

Suddenly, great booming footsteps sounded from the kitchen. "Quick, hide the letter!" said Nessie. "He'll confiscate it!"

Stuffing their precious letters in to their pockets, the vast bulging figure of their Uncle Vernon appeared in the doorway. "What the dickens is taking you so long with the mail, boy? You, girl, put the tea on, your Aunt has been waiting for blooming YEARS for you to serve her! Hop to it!"

Nessie rolled her eyes in irritation as she handed the envelopes to Harry and scurried into the kitchen. Harry smiled at her and mouthed the words: "Free labour." Nessie smiled and pointed to where her letter was hidden and crossed her fingers. So did Harry, and then they scampered off to where they were supposed to be, slaving for the Dursleys.

5... 4... It was 11.59pm and the countdown to their birthday had begun. 3... 2... 1... "Happy birthday, bro," Nessie said, resting her head wearily on Harry's shoulder.

"Happy birthday to you too," said Harry in a hushed voice. Just then there was a huge thumping knock on the door. Harry nor Nessie dared to answer the door, but instead listened to the floorboards creak as Uncle Vernon trudged down the stairs and opened the door. He screamed and tumbled to the ground. Harry and Nessie peered out of their cupboard and saw a colossal towering man standing before them, with a rather peculiar pink umbrella."'Ello, 'Arry! 'Ello, Nessie! I'm 'Agrid, gamekeeper of 'Ogwarts. Come to collect you."

"Hang on," said Nessie, utterly bamboozled. "You mean the place on the letter? Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?"

"The one an' only," said Hagrid, "now, go an' get your letters with your shoppin' lists an' we'll set off for the Leaky Cauldron. We'll get your things in the mornin'."

Excited, they hurried to the cupboard and scrambled through their old clothes from the week before for the letter. But, it was nowhere to be seen. They emerged, embarrassed, explaining that they had lost it. Then, Uncle Vernon turned bright red. Hagrid frowned and spoke to Vernon. "You, feller, where are the letters? I know you didn' wan' these people 'ere goin' to 'Ogwarts, so what did you do with the letters?"

"They won't go! We promised we'd crushed the magic out of them and we will NOT send them somewhere to learn some STUPID magic tricks from some STUPID, CRAZY OLD CRACKPOT FOOL!"

Hagrid stared at him in disgust. "Dumbledore? 'Ow dare you call 'im an old fool! You'll be sorry you said that!"

With such brute force, he waved his pink umbrella and pointed at Dudley's bulging bottom and there sprouted a fleshy pink pig tail.

" Come on, lucky I 'ave a spare," he said, gesturing the twins to the door, glaring at the squealing Dursley's. "Let's ge' you to the Leaky Cauldron, for the mornin'."

Waiting for the train to their exciting new school, the twins huddled together excitedly as they rushed around trying to find station 9 and 3 quarters. Then, a family of red-heads bustled past them, trolleys loaded with trunks and animals. Nessie then nervously approached them and asked, "Excuse me, do you know where Station 9 and 3 quarters is?"

The plump woman looked down and said in a motherly voice, "Ah yes dear, you must be going to Hogwarts too! The station is just between the barrier."

Nessie looked at the barrier between the stations, but it was just solid wall. She looked back at the woman in disbelief. "Ah, yes," said the woman, blushing, "it's invisible. Look, Ron will show you. RON, DARLING!"

A ginger boy came bounding along and smiled. "Yes, mum?" he asked.

"Show this lovely little girl where the station is, she's new as well."

Ron looked at Nessie and blushed. So did Nessie. She had never seen another boy other than Harry and her spoilt cousin, Dudley. "I'm Ron," the boy said, holding out his hand,"Ron Weasley."

"Nessie Potter," she said shaking his hand, "and that's my brother Harry."

Ron's jaw dropped. "Oh my Fizzing Whizzbees," he said, "The twins who lived... Oh my..."

Nessie blushed more. Ron's mother interjected again, "The train's about to leave, hurry!"

Nessie called over, "Harry!" Harry's head turned round from what seemed to be a conversation with Ron's twin brothers. "The trains about to leave! Hurry!"

Harry and the twins ran over and Ron ran full force at the barrier. Nessie squealed and close her eyes, but instead of a crash, there was a pop, and Ron had disappeared. "Epic," said Harry and Nessie at the same time. Harry ran at the barrier, followed by Nessie, then Ron's twin brothers and then their older brother. On the other side, they hauled their trunks on to the train, and their pets, waving goodbye to Mrs Weasley. As the train, pulled away from the station, They began talking again. "George, Fred," Ron said to his twin brothers, "guess who they are!" gesturing to Harry and Nessie.

"We already know, Ron, we saw the scar!" they exclaimed simultaneously.

Their older brother huffed and muttered, "Ugh, sitting with the first years, Penelope must think I'm a fool..."

"Perce," one of the Weasley twins said, "If you don't want to sit with us, then SHOVE OFF, because quite frankly, we don't want to sit with you."

As everyone laughed at him, Percy Weasley stood up pompously and marched out of the compartment and slammed the door. "Percy is SUCH an arrogant git," George said.

"Too right,"said Fred.

Then, a white-blonde haired boy approached the compartment they were sitting in. "Oh no," said Harry.

"Oh no," said Ron. "That's Draco Malfoy."

Nessie looked at Harry, confused. "How do you know him, Harry?"

"He was in Madam Malkin's, in Diagon Alley. I talked with him, and I tell you, he is much more spoilt and arrogant than Dudley," he said, with pure hatred in his eyes.

Malfoy opened the door and smirked at at Harry and Ron, and gazed around the compartment at Fred and George, but his eyes fixed on Nessie. "Wow," he said, "you're hotter than I imagined."

"DON'T SPEAK TO HER LIKE THAT!" roared Harry but Nessie held him back.

She growled, "If you speak to me or any of my friends like that, I will smack that STUPID SMILE OFF YOUR FACE, YOU LITTLE BRAT!"

The boy laughed. "All you are is a little Muggle Barbie doll, just like your filthy Mudblood mother, aren't you?"

Harry raged with fury, and the Potter twins, both seething with hatred, punched him right in the face. Malfoy staggered back and Harry grit his teeth. "Get out now, and if I catch you near my sister again, heads will roll."

He slammed the compartment door and sat down. Nessie huddled in the corner, her eyes filled with tears.

A while later, a little bushy brown haired girl bounded up to their compartment and opened the door. "Hi, have any of you seen a toad? Neville's lost it... again..."

Nessie jumped up. "I'll help you look for it. I'm Nessie Potter. You?" she said.

"Hermione Granger," the girl said, "Wow, the twins who lived... It's a pleasure, I've read all about you two!"

"I'll be back in a bit, It'll take my mind off that Draco Malfoy... See you in a bit, Harry," she said, then quickly added, "See you, Ron," she blushed, and skipped out out of the compartment with Hermione Granger. Harry watched after them, and then turned back to Ron, Fred and George. "So, how do you know Malfoy?"

"His dad works with my father," he said, turning red,"They tease our family because we're... we're..." he trailed off, embarrassed. "We're poor." the Fred added, ashamed.

Harry suddenly was overcome by guilt, thinking about the fortune he and Nessie had sitting in Gringotts. Suddenly, a lady with a trolley ladened with food came bustling down the corridor between the compartments. "Pumpkin Pasties? Chocolate Frogs? Anything, dearies?" she asked.

It was then when Harry realized how hungry he was and just how curious he was to try all these new things. "I'll have one of everything," he said,"we can share," he said to Ron.

Ron's eyes lit up hungrily as Harry sat down with his arms overflowing with food. "Oh blimey, be careful with those beans," said the twins.

"Why?"Harry replied. "They're just beans."

Ron looked at him, obviously concerned about the matter. "Harry, when they say every flavour beans, they mean every flavour," picking a pale yellow bean, and continuing, "Take this for example, this bean COULD be toasted marshmallow, COULD be earwax, COULD be butterscotch, COULD be pus. So, let's try it."

Ron hesitated, but then placed the bean on his tongue and reluctantly chewed. He then relaxed, and ate it as normal. He must have assumed that it was his lucky day, as he withdrew another bean from the tub, this time bright green, and quite happily popped it in his mouth. After a few chews he spluttered and coughed it out. "Ugh, bogies, DISGUSTING," he muttered. Cheerful laughter resounded from the train corridor and Nessie and Hermione skipped in merrily. "We FINALLY found Neville's toad," said Hermione, "Trevor was inside his trunk. Ooh, can I have a bean?"

"Careful, Hermione, the one you got last time was overcooked cabbage flavour. Eww..." Nessie said, making a face.

Disregarding this comment, Hermione dipped her hand into the carton and pulled out a disgusting bean, a mixture of fleshy pink and green. "Hermione..." Nessie said uneasily.

Hermione ate the bean confidently and then fell to the ground, choking and coughing. "UGH! VOMIT FLAVOUR!"

Nessie sighed. "Told you so."

Hermione wheezed. " Don't say told you so!"

"Well, then I informed you thusly."

Ron snorted with laughter, and a load of pumpkin juice came out his nose.

Nessie laughed and then wrinkled her nose. "GROSS!"

Ron turned red with embarrassment, and Harry fell to the floor, laughing his head off.

Hermione stood up, still spluttering and gasped. She pointed out the window and every bodies jaws dropped. A huge castle loomed in front of them, which had a grand, but somehow comforting sense to it. "Well, we had better get changed then. Excited for the sorting ceremony?" Said the Weasley twins simultaneously.

"What?" The Potter twins exclaimed.

"When you get sorted into your house." Said Hermione, and continued her sentence like she was a human encyclopaedia. "Hogwarts has four houses, each depending on your personality. You are sorted into a house with the sorting hat. The four houses are Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin."

Ron glared at his twin brothers. "You two said that you had to fight a bear! I'm SO going to slip some sleeping draught into your cups! You are so annoying..."

"Ah well," they said, shrugging off his last comment, "As long as you don't get into Slytherin, you're fine."

"What's so bad about Slytherin?" Asked Harry, as they started to put their school robes on over their normal clothes.

"Well, not ALL Slytherin's are bad, but they produce the most dark wizards. And some of them are right old geezers. We're in Gryffindor, the BRAVE house. Hufflepuff's aren't bad, but lets just say they're not the brightest. And Ravenclaw is a pretty good house, for the brainiacs," they said, nodding their heads in Hermione's direction.

"Hmm, Ravenclaw does seem like a good house, but anyway, WE'RE ALMOST THERE, SO HURRY UP AND GET CHANGED!" She cried, and the others rolled their eyes.

All the first year pupils trudged into the Great Hall and stood in line, alphabetically. Harry went before Nessie, as he was instructed, by a stern looking woman who was a professor. The headmaster walked up to a golden podium and silenced the excited students, sitting by house in rows on tables, with empty bowls and plates. Draco Malfoy stood only a few paces away, and turned round and winked cheekily at Nessie. She stuck her tongue out at him and turned away as, one by one, each first year was called up to put the sorting hat on. "Macmillan, Ernie!" The stern professor called out. the boy before Draco Malfoy walked up to the hat and put it on. The deep creases in the hat moulded to look like a face and a muttering noise was heard as the hat seemed to talk to itself. "Hmmm... Alright then, HUFFLEPUFF!" Yelled the hat and the row of Hufflepuff students erupted in applause as he ran off to sit with them. Then Malfoy was called up, and he was announced a Slytherin almost before the hat touched his head. Harry prayed in his head that he wouldn't be placed in Slytherin. After two more people, there was the dreaded call; "Potter, Harry!" The hall silenced to whispers. "Good luck, Harry," Nessie whispered in his ear as he walked up to the hat. As he passed, he heard people whispering,"Wow, he's one of the twins!"

"Wow, is his sister there? Oh look, there she is!"

"Wow, she's pretty!"

Harry sat down on the stool and put the hat on. Please not Slytherin, please not Slytherin , he thought to himself. "Not Slytherin, eh?" He almost had a heart attack when he heard the deep voice. "Hmmm, you could go far in Slytherin... Ah well, better be... GRYFFINDOR!"

He heard a huge roar from the Gryffindor table and he smiled at Nessie and mouthed, "Good Luck!" As he sat down next to the Weasley twins.

Professor McGonagall, the stern woman, called out the next name. "Potter, Renesmée!"

As Nessie walked up the isle confidently, her wavy hair flowing behind her, she heard a wolf whistle from the Slytherin table. She glared poisonously at Malfoy, who was laughing with his new cronies. She sat down and put the hat on her head. She heard the hat thinking. "Let's see... Ah, yes, brave... Loyal... Yes, there's only one place for you... GRYFFINDOR!"

An even louder roar burst from the Gryffindors as they chanted, "We got the Potter's! We got the Potter's!" She glowed with pride and stuck her tongue out at Malfoy, who was sulking at his table. She smiled at Ron, who was waiting near the back of the line shivering nervously, as pale as one of the ghosts floating around the room. Nessie smiled at Ron and mouthed, "Good luck!"

She thought it would comfort him as it comforted her, and she was right as the colour slowly seeped back into his cheeks as he smiled back at her, blushing. She sat next to Harry, who grinned at her, winking. "Well, SOMEONE'S got an obvious crush," he, Fred and George laughed and Fred added, holding his head high and putting his hand on his heart, "I, Fred Weasley, shall make it my duty to deliver this news to Ronald Weasley on the behalf of Renesmée Potter," Nessie winced at the sound of her full name,"or I shall eat a boiled toad for breakfast. By the way," he added, speaking normally again with a mischievous sparkle in his eye, " How come you didn't tell us that your full name was Renesmée?"

She winced again.

"Yeah? And, come to think of it, why did you wince when my good brother said your full name?" Asked George.

"Yeah, Nessie," said Harry suspiciously, "Why? You don't normally do that."

Nessie shifted uneasily in her seat. "I didn't tell you because you didn't need to know, and I winced because... Well... Erm... Well... Ok, it was on the train earlier. You know when me and Hermione went looking for Neville's toad? Well..."

"It was Malfoy, wasn't it?" Harry said through gritted teeth.

"Yeah... He came out of the compartment he was sitting in with this girl, Pansy Parkinson, and he looked at me in that really creepy way, like he does, and was like, 'Hey, Nessie,' did that HORRIBLE wolf whistle, and then Pansy Parkinson screeched and said, 'Isn't your full name Renesmée? that's such a wierd name, it sounds like someone throwing up!' And then Malfoy started laughing and pretended to puke and was making puke noises that sounded like my name,and then...Ooh, look, it's Ron's go!" She said, obviously trying to divert the conversation. the others sighed and watched as Ron walk up to the hat. " Ooh, I HOPE he gets in to Gryffindor!" Nessie squealed, flushing red.

"Yes, wouldn't you!" Mocked Harry. The Weasley twins laughed and Nessie blushed even more.

She watched nervously as Ron put the hat on. She couldn't bear it if he was put in another house. Everything seemed to go in slow motion now. Then, the hat's mouth began to twitch. She listened eagerly."GRYFFINDOR!" The Gryffindors cheered, none more loudly than Harry, Fred, George and of course, Nessie. Ron grinned and scurried over. "We'll, are you going to finish the story? Asked Fred.

"Well, long story short, I punched him." She smiled.

Harry slapped her playfully on the back." That's my sister!"

Ron sat down next to Harry. "Well done!" Everyone cried.

Then Dumbledore took his place at the golden podium and gave the final speech. "Congratulations to all houses on their newest members. Before we begin the feast, which I must say sounds FABULOUS, I have a few final words to say: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!"

He then waved his hand and the empty dishes filled with deliciously scrumptious foods. The students all cheered and began chatting and feasting. Ron was almost about to tuck into his food when he remembered something. "Nessie, how come you didn't tell us your full name?"

Nessie rolled her her eyes irritably and groaned. "DON'T get me started on THAT again."

She left Harry to explain the story to a very confused Ron. Although he exaggerated a few points... Ok, a LOT of points, he got the story across eventually, and evidently Ron shared Harry's view of disgust and hatred. Percy wandered over and started talking to them. "Congratulations on getting in to Gryffindor, and I am so sorry for being such a..."

"Such an arrogant idiot on the train earlier? Couldn't have put it better myself. We forgive you, but now hurry up, you wouldn't want to be seen talking to the FIRST YEARS," interrupted Fred, the adding mischievously, "especially by PENELOPE!"

Percy sighed and walked back to his seat. They all laughed, and chatted the night away, before heading to the common room, all tired and contented. Nessie yawned on the way up to the dormitories. "Well, night Harry, night Ron."

She skipped up the stairs to the girls dormitory, and Ron gazed after her flowing wavy hair as it disappeared around the corner. Harry chuckled and said, with a sense of déjà vous, " Well, SOMEONE'S got an obvious crush."

Ron's face rouged and he shoved Harry into the dormitory. "No I don't!"

Harry disagreed. "No, I know when someone's got a crush, and you have one and I THINK I know who it is. You happen to be the second person today I have said that to."

Harry ran around trying to find his trunk while Ron crumpled down onto the bed where his trunk was, bamboozled. "You mean, someone else has a crush? On the first day of term? Go on then, who?"

Harry smiled, and recognised this as a chance to have fun. "I won't tell you who, but they like YOU!

"What?"

"Yep."

"Wow. Who is it?"

"Can't tell you."

"Aw. Well, I'm POOPED, so see you in the morning."

"Ok, one second."

Harry dragged his trunk over to the bed next to Ron's, which was currently unoccupied as they assumed that Neville had gone searching for Trevor, his toad again.

"Well, goodnight," muttered Harry, who fell asleep straight away.

As he snored away, Ron lay awake, hoping that that girl who liked him was Nessie. He knew she would never like him, after all, she WAS a celebrity. All the big, rich guys would be hitting on her, and she could have her pick. Nessie would never like a poor, unimportant person. A person like him. Plain, boring people. A person like Ron. Bland, old Ron Weasley. He lay there for a while, dreaming of the slight possibility of Nessie liking him. Satisfied he steadily fell in to a deep slumber, snoring softly.