FINALLY, the time has come to start the story of Sapphire Potter! I would have delayed longer, but Sapphire would have hexed me.
Sapphire: Not true!
Fine. It was actually the fact that all of her, um, admirers(hint, hint) wouldn't stop bugging me.
Saph: My WHAT!?
Oh, about half the people in the story.
Saph: Ewww….
Harry: Would you hurry up in there!? Tell the bloody story, already, Mooni!
Lupin: That's my name….
Not really….my 'name' has an "I" at the end. Yours is a "y", dummy!
Lupin: *Goes into the emo corner*
DISCLAIMER: I only own Miss. Sapphire Lily Potter. Everyone else is Mrs. J.K Rowling's toy
Ron: Thank Gryffindor!
Excuse me?
The Children who Lived
Albus Dumbledore eyed the cat in front of him.
"I didn't expect to see you here, Minerva," he chuckled.
Before his eyes the tabby transformed into a rather severe looking woman who was wearing glasses similar to the markings on the tabby's eyes.
"How did you know it was me?" she exclaimed.
"My dear Professor, I've never seen a cat sit so stiffly before"
After more conversation, Minerva McGonagall said,
"What everybody is saying, is that last night, Voldemort", she shuddered, "turned up last night in Godric's Hollow. He went to find the Potters. The rumor is that Lily and James Potter are - are- that they're- DEAD."
He only bowed his head.
"Oh, Albus-not Lily and James!" she sobbed.
"Voldemort then tried to kill the children, Harry and Sapphire. The spell somehow backfired, and they are alive. Voldemort disappeared, and now will be gone from everyone's lives. The babies are now heroes." Dumbledore finished.
"Where will they go?" McGonagall asked.
"To the only family they have left." He pointed at the Muggle house.
"But, Albus!" she exclaimed. "The Dursleys are animals!"
"It's the only way", he spoke gravely.
Just then, a loud engine noise shattered the stillness of the night. A large motorbike fell out of the sky, into a rosebush, turning up the dirt. The motorbike was huge, but it was nothing compared to the man riding it. He was like a giant, with a large mane of hair and beetle eyes. He had a small bundle in each arm.
"Ah, Hagrid," said Dumbledore. "At last. Where did you get the motorbike?"
"Young Sirius Black lent it to me, sir," said Hagrid. He chuckled. "You should have seen young Sapphie here. She was all over 'im. Loves her godfather, she does. He didn't look so happy when she left, either. Those two were inseparable."
Dumbledore smiled. " Are the twins safe?" he asked.
"See for yourself, sir." The two infants were fast asleep.
Dumbledore gently grabbed them. He placed them on the doorstep so as not to wake them, and placed the letter into Harry's blanket. Together, Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Hagrid walked away. Harry, in his sleep, wrapped his arms around Sapphire, and the two slept on,not knowing they were special, not knowing they were famous, not knowing they would be woken in a few hours' time by Mrs. Dursley's scream as she opened the front door to put out the milk bottles, nor that they would spend the next few weeks being prodded and pinched by their cousin Dudley... They couldn't know that at this very moment, people meeting in secret all over the country were holding up their glasses and saying in hushed voices: "To Harry and Sapphire Potter - the twins who lived!"
