Harry and Anna Potter and the philosopher's stone
Summary: What if Harry had a sister who was a mute and the only way she could communicate was through the mind link with her brother.
Pairing: I'm not quite sure yet but I will think of some.
Warning: This story is the first book in the Harry Potter series but changed drastically. Harry doesn't have glasses but contacts.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter
Mind link speech 'hello'
Normal speech "hello"
Paselmouth hello
Chapter 1
"Up! Get up, now!" The auburn haired girls eyes snapped open and she rolled over, banging her head on the door.
'Shit.' She grumbled through the mind link with her twin brother, Harry, before she grabbed her hair brush from the shelf.
"Wha?" he murmured sleepily.
"Up!" their aunt's voice screeched. Harry groaned and sat up, while Anna struggled with a knot in her hair.
"What did you say?"
"Nothing," Harry called back. Anna smiled as she pulled on her purple blouse.
'Technically, you did just say something,' the brainy ten year old girl told her brave and reckless twin through the link. Harry rolled his eyes and pulled a spider off his socks.
"Well come on, I want you to look after the bacon! And don't let it burn, I want everything perfect on my Dudley's special day!"
This time it was Anna's turn to moan. For some reason, her cousin Dudley was even more unpleasant to her than to Harry, probably because she was a girl and she was smarter than everyone, excluding Harry, in the street. Well, she was smarter than her brother.
'Damn it I forgot that it was his birthday today,' she complained mentally. Harry looked at his twin, knowing how Anna was feeling at this moment, because he was feeling the same. They never liked their cousin because of the way he treats them.
They opened the door of their cupboard and walked to the kitchen, where their Uncle Vernon and cousin were waiting. Harry walked over to tend to the bacon, while Anna pulled out some eggs and another frying pan.
"Comb your hair!" Uncle Vernon barked at Harry and Anna smirked to herself. No way was a comb going to make her brother's hair lie flat!
As she fried the eggs, she wondered how in the world they were going to eat! The table had nearly collapsed under the weight of all of Dudley's birthday presents.
Although Anna and Harry Potter were twins, they didn't look anything alike, except for their eyes, which were bright green. While Harry was scrawny with black hair, a lightning shaped scar, Anna had long, straight auburn hair, pale skin.
The twins had been told that their mum and dad had been killed in a car crash but Harry and Anna didn't believe this. For one thing, Aunt Petunia hated questions, so they were inclined to believe that their aunt knew things that she didn't want the Potter children to know.
For another, strange things kept happening to Harry and Anna, although they didn't know how they happened. For instance, Aunt Petunia had grown tired of Harry's hair and chopped it all off. Anna had spent all night comforting a worrying Harry as he had been scared of what the others would say at school. The next morning, however, his hair was exactly the same as the day before.
And when Anna was eight, her class was going on an excursion to the museum. Fascinated, Anna had gotten Harry to asked Aunt Petunia to sign the permission form but she said no. The next day, the form was in Anna's bag with her aunt's signature on it and she had been allowed to go to the museum after all. She had simply assumed that her aunt had signed it that night, but there was no chance of that. It had been clenched in her hand all night.
So far, the weirdest thing that had happened was when Harry was being chased by Dudley's gang. Anna had been smart enough to duck behind a building but her brother wasn't so lucky. He had jumped to hide behind the bins outside the kitchen doors, but had ended up on the roof. He had been punished for this and Anna was still wondering how he did that.
Anna and Harry put the plates of egg and bacon onto the table (where they could) and sat down to eat. Dudley was counting his presents and Anna, having counted them beforehand and knowing what was coming, began eating faster, Harry saw this and counted the presents quickly before realizing what had Anna rushing through her breakfast and started to do the same.
"Thirty six, that's two less than last year," he said, his face growing red.
Aunt Petunia obviously sensed the danger, because she added hurriedly "And you'll get another two when we go out today, ok popkin?" Dudley's face screwed up and Anna and Harry smirked.
"So I'll have thirty...thirty..."
"Thirty nine," Harry said, cutting a piece of egg.
"I feel stupid," Dudley said sadly and Anna and Harry exchanged smirks.
"Boy, how dare you make my Duddykins feel stupid!" Aunt Petunia scolded and Harry sent a quick look towards Anna, telling her mentally to get to the cupboard, Anna immediately got the picture and quickly took her plate to the sink and made a run for the cupboard, only to be stopped by Aunt Petunia.
"You aren't going anywhere!" she said and Anna cast a worried look at her brother. She walked out of the room to take a call and came back in two minutes later, looking worried.
"Bad news, Vernon, Mrs Figg's broken her leg and she can't take them," she said, pointing to the twins. Dudley's mouth fell open but Harry smirked. Every year, Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon took Dudley out for his birthday and left the Potters at a batty old woman called Mrs Figg's house. She made them look at pictures of all the cats she'd ever known and even Anna, a cat lover, hated it.
"We could phone Marge."
"Don't be silly Vernon, she hates them!"
"What about what's-her-name, Yvonne?"
"On holiday in Majorca."
"You could just leave us here," Harry suggested and Anna rolled her eyes. 'Tactful.' she thought.
'Yeah, well.' he thought back.
"And come back and find the house in ruins?" Aunt Petunia looked as if she had swallowed a lemon.
"We won't blow up the house..." Harry tried to reason but Aunt Petunia wasn't listening.
"I suppose we could take them to the zoo...and leave them in the car..."
"The car's new Petunia, I'm not leaving them in it!" Dudley then began to fake cry, wailing and covering his face in his mother's body.
"Dink Duddydums, don't cry, Mummy won't let them spoil your special day!" Aunt Petunia reassured and he sent a smug look at Anna and Harry.
"I...don't...want...them...t-t-to come!" he howled. "They always spoil everything!" He was interrupted by the doorbell.
"Oh Good Lord, they're here!" Aunt Petunia said frantically. In walked a rat-faced boy, Piers Polkiss. He was Dudley's best friend and he was usually a prime suspect in Dudley's bullyings. Dudley stopped fake crying at once.
'Of course, he won't cry in front of his best friend!' Anna thought smugly. Harry laughed telepathically.
Half an hour later, the twins were sitting in the car, not believing their luck.
"I'm warning you now, brats," Uncle Vernon had hissed, pulling them aside before the trip. "Mess up and you'll be in that cupboard until Christmas!"
Uncle Vernon loved complaining about things. People at work, Harry, the bank, Anna, Harry, the council, Harry, the post office and Anna were some of his favourite subjects. Toda it was motorbikes.
"Roaring along the highway like maniacs, young hoodlums," he complained.
"I had a dream about a motorbike," Harry said. "It was flying." Anna looked at brother and thought.
'Don't say that Harry, you know how he gets.'
"MOTORBIKES DON'T FLY!" he roared, spraying them with spit.
"I know, it was only a dream," Harry murmured. The Dursleys seemed to think that they would get dangerous ideas.
At the zoo, Dudley and Piers were bought large chocolate ice creams and Harry and Anna got lemon ice lollies, as the smiling lady had asked what they had wanted before they could be ushered away.
'Look, there's Dudley!' Harry thought, nodding to a large gorilla which was scratching its head. 'Only it's not blond!'
Anna silently at her brother's thoughts, he really did have the most interesting way of thinking! They visited the reptile room and Dudley easily found the largest snake there.
"Make it move!" he whined to his dad, who tapped the glass. Nothing.
"Boring!" He walked off with Piers, leaving the twins with the snake. The snake looked at them and winked!
'But that's impossible, snakes don't have eyelids! Anna thought.
'Get over it, it winked!' Harry replied. The snake's expression said I get that all the time!
"Yeah, it must be really annoying," Harry murmured to it and it nodded.
"So, where are you from?" Harry asked and Anna rolled her eyes. The snake's tail jabbed towards a sign that read Boa Constrictor, Brazil. This snake was bred in the zoo.
"So, you've never been to Brazil?" Harry asked, a little sadly and it shook its head.
"Dudley! Mr Dursley! Come over here, you won't believe what this snake is doing!" Piers shrieked and Dudley pushed them out of the way. As they fell onto the concrete ground, Anna's anger flared up and so did Harry's.
"Argh!" Dudley shouted, as the glass vanished. The snake slithered out and snapped playfully at the heels of visitors.
"Brazil, here I come...thanksss, amigo!" the snake hissed. Back in the car, after some hysterical ranting, Piers admitted that Anna and Harry had been talking to it and Anna and Harry flinched. When Piers had left, Uncle Vernon collapsed into a chair and Aunt Petunia had to get a large brandy.
"Go...cupboard...stay...no meals!" he gasped and Harry followed his sister out of the room.
"We're going to have to sneak food again," Harry murmured to her and she nodded her agreement. He tried to remember their parents' deaths but all he could remember was a blinding flash of green light and a burning pain on his forehead.
'Harry, don't think about it,' Anna thought, sensing his thoughts, and he nodded. They had always thought wistfully of some unknown relation that would come and take them away but they knew that their aunt and uncle were their only surviving relatives, apart from Dudley.
A man in a violet top hat had bowed to them once in a shop, a wild-looking woman dressed in green had waved to them on a bus and a bald man in a long purple coat had actually shaken their hands in the street. They all seemed to vanish whenever Harry and Anna tried to get a better look at them and Anna was still pondering this even now.
At school, they only had each other. Everyone knew that Dudley and his gang hated the weird Potter twins and no one wanted to disagree with Dudley's gang if they wanted to live.
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