Chapter 1: Meeting the Family
"Harry!" I heard as feet pounded up the steps. I smiled to myself, the Dursley's will absolutely love that. "Harry! Guess what!" my sister excitedly whispered at me when she reached our upstairs room.
"What?" I asked, my curiosity rising with my twin sister's excitement. For those of you that don't know, I have a twin sister and her name is Harriet. Some people get the story messed up about how we became famous. Voldemort killed our parents (Lily and James Potter) but was unable to kill us, leaving a scar on my forehead and one on my sister's left hand. Sometimes we are known as the Twins Who Lived. Voldemort unknowingly transferred powers to us. I got parselmouth and is able to pick up spells very easily. My sister got the ability to easily make new spells. We only found out her power last year in fourth year. Somebody was picking on her friends and she made a spell where the bullies own harsh words encircled him.
"I made another spell," she answered, drawing me back to the present. I gaped at her. What could it be this time? She stood up and whispered the spell ("insperio") so that the Dursley's wouldn't hear her. We were allowed to do magic (since my sister had to learn to control her power) as long as the Dursley's couldn't hear us. I was astonished. My sister was slowly fading from view until she was completely invisible. "Pretty cool, ain't it?"
"You were just jealous of my invisibility cloak," I teased.
"Our invisibility cloak," she corrected. She whispered another spell ("deinsperio") and slowly came back into view. She grabbed her yellow spiral notebook and wrote down the two spells, what motion to do with your hand, and what would happen if you did the spell. She was so much more organized than I was. Her hair was long and straight and never seemed to be in a mess. Where I was like our father, she was like our mother. I had one thing that was our mother's that she didn't though, her eyes. My eyes were as green as the ones in pictures of our mother. My sister had our father's eyes.
"I can't wait until we go back to Hogwarts. How much longer?" my sister complained. She disliked the Dursley's even more than I did. She had a reason to though. Since she looked so much like our mother, Aunt Petunia wasn't fond of her. 'Too much like my weird sister, she is. Even weirder, if that's even possible.' But Aunt Petunia wasn't the only one who wasn't fond of her. Dudley really has it out for her ever since she punched him. He was bullying her and took it too far so she punched him. She got in a lot of trouble after that though. Uncle Vernon was the only one that seemed to hate me more than my sister.
"Not too much longer. I just got a note from Mrs. Weasley saying that she went school shopping for us." I answered.
"Aww, no fair, I love school shopping. Did you tell her that I wanted a little cat this year?" Harriet asked. Since Hedwig was technically mine, she wanted an animal.
"Yes and she picked out one that she knew you would love. Now pack since we are going to go to the Burrow tomorrow until school starts." I answered as Harriet smiled, hugged me, and started to pack her things. Harriet loved going to the Burrow and when I suggested going for our birthdays, Mrs. Weasley absolutely loved the idea. I watched as Harriet slowly packed her things up and only stopped when she got to her yellow notebook. She promised Dumbledore to fill it with any new spells that she makes over the summer. Sadly it was mostly defensive and healing spells that she had to use often. 'That will change soon.' I thought to myself. I decided that I was going to tell Mr. and Mrs. Weasley what happens at the Dursley's so we won't have to come back here.