"And don't blow up this potion, it will send everyone in this room to the hospital wing." Your potions teacher Professor Furnhum said as you started mixing your potion with your best friend Fay.

"She speaks as if I purposely blow things up!" Fay said.

"Fay, you're a pyro. You do."

"Not in class. Besides, since you started helping me I haven't blown anything."

"That's because I always check your ingredients first."

"Oh, ha ha, Lila, very funny."

You look up out the window and see a tawny owl swoop in and deliver a letter to Professor Furnhum. She opened the letter and read it. Then she walked over to you and whispered; "The Headmaster would like a word."

"Now?"

"Now." You gather your things and stuff them into your bag.

You step into the headmaster, Professor Snuttmaw's office and see him standing talking to a old man with a long beard. You clear your voice to let them know your presents. "Ah, here she is!"

"You sent for me sir?"

"Yes, this is professor Dumbledore, Headmaster at Hogwarts." You nod at him and he smiles. "He has just informed me you are to transfer to Hogwarts."

"Why sir?" Me; he he! TWIST TIME!!

"Because, Miss Potter, We feel it is for the greater good. And it is about time you meet your brother."

You wrinkle your nose, your twin brother, Harry Potter, you never met him, but you hate him. You hate the fact that he is the one who is famous. You could have been the famous one, but no. You were at the neighbor's house. You had been sent to America after your parent's death. You grew up hearing your brother's praises. "I'd rather stay here."

"I'm afraid you have no choice, miss Potter."

"But, Professor!"

"Tomorrow is the first day of Christmas break. You are to go live with your Aunt and Uncle, the Dusleys, in England."

"But…"

"Enough! Miss Potter, you will go. Now I suggest you go pack."

"Lila, what are you doing?"

"Packing. Snuttmaw is making me transfer to Hogwarts to be with Harry."

"And that's bad?"

"You know I can't stand him, and I'm leaving you, did you blow the potion?" you ask when you see her bright neon-pink face.

"Ya. Your changing the subject!!"

"Miss Potter, are you ready to meet your Aunt and Uncle?" Asked Dumbledor sticking his head in the door.

You close your trunk and turn around. "No, but seeing I have no choice, we mite as well go."

It was noon the next day when you arrived at the muggle street of Privet Drive. Dumbledor rang the bell, the door opened to reveal an extremely skinny woman with high cheek bones. "Mrs. Dursley, I am Professor Dumbledor, the head master at Harry's school."

"We'll not have him for Christmas." She said sternly.

"Oh, no, no, this is of a different matter. This is Lila Potter, Harry's twin." Dumbledor said placing his hand on your shoulder.

Your aunt's face tightened. "Now you want us to take in TWO of them?"

"It is high time they got to know each other, Petunia."

"No."

"Oh, That's good enough for me, now if you excuse me Professor…" you say turning to leave, Dumbledor held you there.

"You must take her in. She's family."

"Vernon!"

"Yes dear?" said an extremely fat man.

"They are making us take in another one."

"No, we only took the boy because he was family."

"Ah, but she is family. Harry's twin, Lila."

In the end Dumbledor won. They took you to a room. "This is Harry's room, you will have to share."

"Me? Share with him? I'd rather face an irritated Erkling, Alone!!"

"Now you listen here. In this house there is no mention of anything having to do with, your kind."

"Mummy, I'm home!"

"Oh, Dudley Dumpling!!"

"Who's that?"

"Harry's twin. Never you mind her…"

you tune them out as they walk out of the room and you flop onto the bed. You turn to face your great horned owl, Barlow. "Well, if I have to stay in this room with Harry on breaks, then I'm getting the bed."