Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters from the books. I only own my OC, Vivian.

Chapter 1

It was a dark miserable night. The wind howled fiercely against the small houses on Privet Drive. One house in particular, house number four, was under the careful watch of an unknown person. A tabby cat sat on the fence overlooking the yard, its eyes scanning back and forth, searching for any sudden danger that might pop out of the thick bushes. A man suddenly appeared on the street, he had thick grey hair and a long grey beard. His clothes were deep violet robes that went to the ground.

When he spotted the tabby cat, he gave a sly grin and said, "Fancy seeing you here, Professor McGonagall."

The cat suddenly transformed into an older women, with her greying hair pulled neatly into a tight bun at the top of her head. She quickly readjusted her robes and walked over to the man.

"Is You-Know-Who really gone, Professor Dumbledore?" Her voice sounded worn out and tired.

Dumbledore nodded sadly, "Along with the Potters, I'm afraid. Their children are the only survivors."

A tear escaped the old woman's eye and she quickly dabbed it away with her sleeve. "When will Hagrid be arriving then?"

Dumbledore looked around the empty street. "He should be here any minute, I left just as he did from the Potter's house."

"Where will he take them?"

He pointed to the house they were currently standing outside of this. "Well, this one of course."

McGonagall gasped. "Oh please, Dumbledore. I've been watching this house all afternoon and there's not a single family that could be less suited to watch two wizards than this family."

"It's the best place for them. I've prepared a letter that will explain everything to their uncle and aunt. They shall be attending Hogwarts when they reach of age as well."

A low rumbling sound interrupted the two wizards, and a huge motorbike appeared in the sky, slowly descending down to the street. Once it had landed, McGonagall approached the large man carrying the small bundles.

"Thank goodness, Hagrid. Are they alright?"

The half-giant nodded gruffly, handing one of the bundles to McGonagall. "That one's Vivian, and I've got Harry."

The Professor pulled back the blanket to reveal a tiny girl, with bright red lockets framing her soft face. She gave a tiny yawn and open her eyes, revealing a deep emerald color. The Professor gasped, "She looks exactly like her mother."

Hagrid smiled. "Yup, and Harry over here is his father's son through and through."

She noticed the think scar on Harry's forehead. "Oh dear, that will become permanent."

Dumbledore nodded, saying, "It's a magical scar. Our magic will not be able to heal it."

They stood in a heavy silence, taking a moment to honor the children's parents before Dumbledore clapped his hands together, "Well, we must say our goodbyes and leave them in the aunt and uncle's capable hands. Besides, the whole world is celebrating because of Voldemort's demise."

Hagrid winced at the name but nodded. Taking Vivian from McGonagall's arms, he walked up to the front entrance of the house and set them down before ringing the bell.

He stepped back and McGonagall tugged on his sleeve, "You must go before they see you. I'll make sure they are safe."

He nodded and wiped a large tear that was rolling down his cheek before it could reach his beard. He then climbed back onto his motorbike and lifted off in the air, disappearing into the dark clouds.

Professor McGonagall transformed back into the tabby cat and watched as Vernon and Petunia opened the door and grudgely took the children in. She heard them yelling inside but they soon calmed down and everything went quiet.

Turning her back to the house, she trotted down the road before disappearing into the shadows, going to join the rest of the wizardry world in the celebration.

Ten Years Later

Under the stairs of house number four laid two children, cuddled up together in the cramped living space. Their peaceful slumber was interrupted when their Uncle Vernon undid the huge chain lock and threw the door open.

"Wake up now! Breakfast was suppose to be made ten minutes ago."

The children jumped up, both loudly banging their heads against the low ceiling. One of them, a girl with gorgeous red hair that fell well past her shoulders, groaned as she shakily rubbed her throbbing forehead. The other, a boy with unruly black hair, hastily grabbed his glasses trying to forget the pain.

"Well, come on now. I haven't got all day." Uncle Vernon commanded.

"Come on Vivian," said her brother, Harry, taking her hand and pulling her out of the cupboard. They made their way into the kitchen where Aunt Petunia was adding the finishing touches to a huge, three-layered chocolate cake.

"There you rotten kids are!" She yelled angrily. "I have been slaving all morning making my sweet Dudley's birthday cake."

Vivian quietly went to the fridge to grab the eggs before making scrambled eggs while Harry set the table. They both knew that talking back was a bad idea, Vivian had scars all over her back from when Uncle Vernon had gotten so angry once that he shoved her into a desk, producing multiple cuts all over her small back.

Both of them had heard the same story over and over: their ungrateful parents had died in a car crash, leaving them both behind with nothing. Harry always fought back, his temper getting him in a lot of trouble but he refused to believe that about his parents. Vivian had been with him in the beginning, stubbornly refusing to give her parents a bad name, but the abuse from Uncle Vernon had broken her fragile little shell of hope. She had grown skinny and pale, only talking when she was alone with Harry. Her once bright eyes were dull from many sleepless nights tossing and turning with nightmares about her parents' death.

"Oh, here's my beautiful baby boy!" Aunt Petunia suddenly cried as Dudley walked into the kitchen, a smug grin resting on his fat face. Uncle Vernon glowed with pride as Dudley made his way to the table and started counting his presents.

"34, 35, 36..." He stopped short and yelled out an awful scream. "That's two less presents than last year!"

Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon exchanged worried glances. "Don't worry Dudley-kins. We'll buy you more presents when we go out. We're taking you to the zoo today."

Harry and Vivian exchanged happy glances, they would finally be alone without their annoying relatives.

"By the way, you two will be going along with us."

Dudley's face went into a mask of horror, but Uncle Vernon was quite insistent, saying there wasn't anyone who could watch the unfortunate brats and he didn't want them destroying his house.

Vivian quietly whispered to her brother," I've never been to the zoo before. Do you think it will be exciting, Harry?"

His face broke into a beautiful smile and he grabbed her hand, "I promise it will be, Viv."

Later that day

During the zoo trip, Harry had accidently "made the glass disappear and let a giant snake out." Uncle Vernon was furious, grabbing them both by the ears and dragging them home. Once they were safely inside, Vernon threw them to the ground and started screaming at them. "How dare you ruin Dudley's birthday, you ungrateful brats! I'll make sure you never see the light of day again."

Harry stood up angrily. "It's not our fault your son decided to taunt the boa constrictor. I never asked for him to be locked in the snake cage."

Uncle Vernon turned bright red, shaking violently before he grabbed Harry roughly by the collar and started shaking him. Vivian shot up and started pulling at Vernon's arm, shouting, "Leave him alone, leave him alone!"

He shoved her back and she slammed into the wall, causing her to groan as her head was violently smashed against the wall. Uncle Vernon grabbed both of them and shoved them in their cupboard, saying they won't be coming out for a couple days.

After two days of isolation and barely any food, Aunt Petunia finally let them out, not wanting any psychological damage to happen to them.

One morning about a week after the incident when both of them were doing their chores, two letter slid through the Dursley's front door. Vivian, who was sweeping out the front hall picked them up gently. She gasped and quickly called Harry over. He raced over and gasped when he saw what was in Vivian's hand.

Ms. V. Potter

The Cupboard Under the Stairs

4 Privet Drive

Little Whinging

Surrey

"There's one for you too, Harry!" Vivian cried gleefully.

Unfortunately for them, Dudley had heard their cries of glee and came up from behind, snatching the letters out of their hands. "Mom, Dad! Harry and Vivian both got letters from someone."

Vernon came racing out of the kitchen followed by Petunia. He snatched the letters and his face grew bright red. Shaking with anger, he said," Cupboard, now."

"What!" Harry yelled. "Those are our letters, they are addressed to us!"

"I said cupboard, now!" Vernon said grabbing them and throwing them in their cupboard. He quickly threw the letters into the fire, laughing gleefully at Harry and Vivian's horrified faces as their letters went up in smoke.

He then closed the door loudly, clicking the lock in place before walking away feeling quite satisfied with himself.

Over the next couple of days, more and more letters came for Harry and Vivian, coming through the windows, down the chimney, and by owls who would sit outside waiting for the children to receive their letters.

Vernon was going crazy, frantically placing the twins all over the house in different places. He boarded up the windows and chimneys, desperately trying to close off any way for the letters to get to the twins. Finally, he had had enough.

"Petunia, dear, grab your stuff. We're leaving."

Petunia and Dudley were both shocked by the notion, but Vernon soon had everyone packed into their car before he sped away. They drove all day, continuing to take sharp turns to "throw them off" as Vernon wildly muttered before stopping at a dingy hotel. The next morning as they were leaving, the owner held out letters for the twins but Vernon quickly grabbed them, shoving them in his coat pocket.

After hours more of driving, Vernon finally shouted with glee, "Look, I found the perfect place!"

His "perfect place" was the most miserable looking hut perched on a rock out in the ocean. Even gasped in horror but Vernon dragged them forward and soon they were all crammed in the shack.

That night, Vivian and Harry stayed up after everyone else had gone to sleep. Crawling out of bed, Vivian looked out of the window at the wild sea as it clashed violently against the rocks.

Harry was looking at Uncle Vernon's watch and when the short hand reached midnight, he looked over at Vivian and gave a feeble smile. "Happy Birthday, sis."

She gave a wide smile that made her eyes sparkle and she quietly raced over and gave Harry a hug. "Happy 11th Birthday, Harry."

BOOM!

A loud crash came from outside and Vernon, Petunia, and Dudley all woke up screaming. Harry and Vivian stared wide-eyed at the door. Someone was knocking, wanting to come in.

Another loud knock rattled the whole building and Vernon reached under his bed and grabbed a rifle which he had purchased earlier.

SMASH!

The door was ripped open and standing outside was a giant of a man. He had a thick unruly mane of hair and a long black beard. He wore thick, course brown robes and carried an umbrella in his hand.

"Harry! Vivian! Why, last time I saw ya, you were wee babies." He smiled and chuckled. Scanning the room, he snorted. "Fine place yer living in, can't even feel my own toes its so cold."

With a wave of his pink umbrella, a roaring fire replaced the empty fireplace and Petunia screamed, grabbing at Vernon's arm.

Vernon stepped forward. "I demand you leave at once. You are breaking and entering!"

The giant rolled his eyes before jerking the gun out of Vernon's hands and bending it in half. Vernon gave a squeak of terror and stepped back, shielding Petunia with his body.

The giant turned back to the twins and gave a clumsy bow. "The names Rubeus Hagrid, Keeper of the Keys and Grounds at Hogwarts." He shook Vivian and Harry's hand before scratching his beard.

"What's Hogwarts?" Vivian asked in a tiny voice.

"WHAT!" Hagrid roared at Vernon, who was shaking with fright. "What do you mean you don't know what Hogwarts is? Why tis the greatest school for wizards anywhere."

"Wizards?" Harry asked in a confused tone.

Hagrid was positively fuming, glaring at Vernon who had probably already wet himself as he gripped his umbrella tightly. "Are you two telling me that you don't know who or what you are?"

The twins exchanged glances before turning to Hagrid and nodding slowly.

"DURSLEY!" Hagrid shouted. "Listen to me, you both are wizards, as were yer parents. They attended Hogwarts when they were yer age and that's where they learned how to do magic."

"Magic?" Vivian's eyes grew wide with wonder.

Vernon suddenly found his courage and said, "Stop right there! I forbid you from telling them any more. Petunia and I have raised them without the knowledge of magic because it is a vile and evil thing. Both of their parents were fools-"

Hagrid growled. "Don't you dare call James and Lily Potter fools, they were the bravest people to ever live."

Vernon decided to stop talking again, his face growing beet red.

Hagrid suddenly remembered something and reached into his coat and produced two letters which he handed to the twins.

Grabbing and opening them, they read:

HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

Dear Mr./Ms. Potter,

We are pleased to inform you that you have a place at Hogwarts to learn the ways of magic.

The term begins on September 1st, we will expect your owl no later than July 31st.

Sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress

When they finished, Hagrid's face was deep in thought. "I never expected for you to not know about yer past, but no worries. I'll pick ya up tomorrow for yer shopping and explain everything on the way."

He gave them each a tight hug before walking out, picking up the door on the way out.

Vivian turned to Harry and mouthed, "Wow."

Harry could only nod in agreement.

Author's Note:

Hey guys, this is just the first chapter but I hope you enjoyed it! Just letting you know now so I won't have to keep repeating it, but I will be updating about once a week due to busy scheduling and lack of time. I already have several chapters written, but I still need to proofread them in order to give you the best possible reading material. Thank you so much for reading and if you have anything to say, reviews are absolutely amazing for helping me give you the best possible story. Thanks again and I am looking forward to the next update in about a week!