Hi. I am Amber Lily Potter. I just finished sending my youngest kid off to Hogwarts and I am going to share my story with you guys. So before we even get started I am going to tell you now, this is not your typical "What if Harry Potter had a twin" story. No, this is going to be me just explaining how life was for me, not how cool it is to have Harry Potter as a twin. I look like Lily, my mom, Eyes and everything. I act like my mom for the most part, except that if I am in the mood I can be arrogant. My adoptive sister learned this when I was in the mood and she was in the perfect mood for me to act arrogant. Some might ask why I don't look like Harry and this is because we are not identical twins. So, now let me begin with my story.
My backstory
So, I was lesser known then my brother because no one really knew about me. When getting Harry, Hagrid spotted me and took me to a orphanage as I was told. There I spent 1 year before being adopted by a nice lady who had a daughter who was 2 years older then me. I lived remembering my brother, but not realizing he was real. I had a "imaginary brother" I called Steve. I was always picked on by Jessi, my sister. I slept in the spare bedroom with only a lamp, a book that I read 5,000 times, and 10 shirts and 10 skirts. I had to help around the house until my 11th birthday. I got my Hogwarts letter and was kicked out of the house. I got a ticket to London and somehow got into Diagon Ally. I met a nice read-head family I found out were the Weasley and stated staying there every summer and I took quite a liking to the twins, Fred and George. I got all of my stuff and went to the Burrow. I stayed there until September 1st. On September 1st I took the Hogwarts Express to Hogwarts.