Chapter One

Two seven year old girls huddle around a fireplace in the middle of winter. It was cold. So cold. They both had shoulder- length ebony black hair and emerald green eyes. Despite the cold, they were both talking and laughing with each other. That was until Melinda sighed.

"Why wont Daddy put a warming charm on us?" she asked.

"I don't know, Mel, lets do it ourselves!" exclaimed Alice.

"OK!"

They both scrambled away from the fire and ran towards the library. They looked along the shelves, noting the titles until they found the book, Charms for Beginners, and lifted it off the shelves. They scanned the pages until coming to the page that said 'warming charms'.

They felt a rush of warmth just as their father called them down.

He looked at them with a gleeful expression on his face and said, "We're going to get you some brothers and sisters today as Lily cant have anymore kids thanks to the attack, which was all your fault, might I add!"

The twins smiled at each other. Finally someone else to meet!

"Don't be too happy. We'll be ensuring that they don't like you!" exclaimed James," After all, who likes freaks? Now get into the fireplace and say 'St. Mary's Orphanage'!"

They did just that and appeared in a dusty old living room with twenty or so kids in it. Three or four were doing their summer homework for Hogwarts, little children played and even babies crawled around. As they looked around, a nice woman came and asked what they were here for.

"Daddy's coming!" said Alice, just as James burst through the fireplace.

"Hello", he said," These are my kids and I was wondering if I could look at some younger children?"

"Of course sir", the lady said, leading us towards the younger children.

James leaned towards the more out-going kids who ran up to him, but Mel and Alice walked towards the ones reading. They started talking and eventually became friends with a girl named Lyra with mousy brown hair and blue eyes. She was four.

James was talking to a five year old boy named Josh with red hair who looked somewhat like Jake would have at that age and a four year old boy named Lucas with red hair and blue eyes. They both hated reading, you could tell by the glances they were giving to a few of the books. James looked pleased and adopted them immediately. He told the kids that he was adopting Lyra. But only if she was good.

Once they got home, James immediately sent Mel and Alice to their room, which was the smallest one. They read through the charms book and found listening charms. They snuck halfway down the steps and wandlessly preformed one on the living room where James was at that moment. They heard the whole conversation.

The conversation;

"That wasn't very nice!" said Lyra, looking angry, "They're my friends!"

"Why would you want friends like that?" asked James, "They're freaks! They just sat there and let their brother who saved them all die!"

"Weren't they a year old?" asked Lyra, looking wide-eyed.

"You're just as bad as them!" James screeched, "Go to your room!"

Lyra, looking scared ran up the stairs and down the hall to the corner, where she crouched down and started crying. She was so upset that she didn't notice Mel and Alice approaching her.

"It's okay…"

"…Lyra, you can…."

"…stay in our room…"

"…if you like".

"R-really?" asked Lyra.

"Of course you can!" exclaimed Mel," Now come on!"

Lyra raced down the hall after them and into their room where she stopped and looked at the weird room. In one corner was a small twin bed with wooden boards lying on it. On those boards were lots and lots of books, stacked up and some opened, and a bunch of papers with diagrams and figures drawn up. On the other wall was a fireplace with a fire crackling merrily and a pile of blankets in front of it. The blankets were warm but thin and there were only two, one small one and a bigger one.

"We want to show you something!" whispered Alice.

Mel walked over to the bed and pulled a small box out that Lyra could have sworn wasn't there before. Mel opened it and revealed a bunch of necklaces. Each had a small globe, flattened on the side that rests against your chest. She took one out and handed it to Lyra, who then noticed that both twins were wearing one. Mel's was filled with an orangey color and Alice's was filled with a dark blue color. It was like colored mist had gone inside the necklace.

Melinda and Alice handed one to her and they each put one on. When they put it on there was a white glow and Lyra could hear a voice in her head say," Did it work?"

She shrieked and jumped a mile. "Was that you?" she asked Alice.

"Yep", Alice was looking sheepish, "We probably should have warned you".

"Yes you should!" She looked down to see her necklace filling up with a green smokey substance.

"What is that?" she asked.

Alice answered,"That's your life force. Everyone's is different, even Mel and I. Mine is dark blue with spots of yellow and her's is orange with spots of yellow. All the spots move around". Lyra found that to be true, looking at their necklaces. She glanced back to hers to see hers full of green mist with light, light blue streaming through it in several places.

"Well anyway, this is your new home!" exclaimed Mel in her head.

They all giggled and went to bed.

MEANWHILE

"Now Lucas, Josh this is going to be your new home!" exclaimed James. The boys looked at each other excitedly.

"Who were those other kids?" asked Josh.

"Don't worry about those brats! They're murderers for letting their brother die!" yelled James.

"Ok!", both boys beamed," Do we have a Mommy?"

"Of course! How could I forget! Lily come here!" he yelled.

"Coming dear", came the reply.

She and James spoiled the boys so much that they turned into little monsters. They were arrogant spoiled brats that always got what they wanted. When the twins were nine, Lyra and Lucas were six, and Josh was seven, a strange letter came in the mail for Lily and James. It read;

Dear Mr. and Mrs. Potter,

My name is Sir Popping ton de Minsy and I am an advanced necromancer. I can bring people back from the dead and return them to the age they would have been if they hadn't died. I understand that tomorrow is your deceased son, Jake Potter's eighth birthday. I can bring him back to life for free if you offer up a child of exactly the same age to take his place. May I suggest a certain Neville Longbottom?

Toodles,

Sir Popping ton de Minsy

James and Lily jumped for joy and ran to the fireplace. They tossed in floo powder and called out Longbottom Manor!

When they got there, Neville was asleep on the couch. Lily charmed him to stay asleep and they carted him off to their home.

While they were gone, Mel, Alice and Lyra had read the letter and were gaping in horror as James and Lily came back with a sleeping Neville.

"NO! NO! You can't do this to Neville!" They screamed.

James grabbed Mel and Alice by their t-shirts and lifted them up. He physically threw them and Lyra into their small room and bolted the door shut. They started banging on the door, screaming for them not to do it when there was a knock on the front door. They listened through the listening charm as Sir Poppington de Minsy introduced himself and started screaming again. James came in and silenced them. They were silent when they heard the man utter a dark spell, silent when its effects made Neville wake up and scream for mercy, silent when they heard a voice they didn't recognize ask where it was and silent when James dumped Neville's lifeless body into their room.

As James turned away, they collapsed next to Neville, crying silently and trying frantically to wake him up. Lyra managed to get rid of the silencing charms and they all felt Neville for a pulse, hoping against hope that they were wrong, that he was alive. They were about to give up when-

There. A pulse, faint but still there. Lyra, who was the best at healing charms instantly burst into action, casting charm after charm with the hopes that it would be enough. Suddenly, Neville opened his eyes and said, "What's going on?"

He might have been about to say more, but he noticed that Lyra was standing over him and Alice and Melinda were crying.

"How are you feeling Neville?" asked Lyra," I'm sure Mel and Alice would ask but they're a bit distressed".

"Oh Neville!" cried Alice, "We're so, so sorry for what our awful parents tried to do to you!"

"What did they try to do?" asked Neville, dreading the answer.

"They tried to trade your life force to bring Jake, our brother back to life!" exclaimed Mel, looking miserable.

"They what?!" cried Neville.

"It doesn't matter! Would you're parents have missed you by now? "asked Mel.

"My parents don't like me that much, so no".

"OK bye Neville!" yelled Alice.

Neville left using the floo. The girls resumed pounding on the door, wanting to be let out of their bedroom. They were just beginning to tire out when James opened the door and said, "Now that your wonderful savior brother is alive again because you killed him, we can finally do what we wanted to do forever! Get rid of you!"

The girls gasped. "You wouldn't!" exclaimed Melinda.

"Oh I would! You see, you're not even my kids! Lily was pregnant, when we got married! Some guy named Poseidon knocked her up and she gave birth after we got married, so I told everyone that you were mine, but you're not so good riddance, brats!" He picked them up and apparated them to a random forest somewhere in Wales. Then he was gone.

The girls gaped around. They had no idea where they were.

"What are we going to do?"