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Here is another plot. I hope you like it and get an inspiration. Have fun and If you write one, type it's name in the reviews so I can read the book.

Virudh.

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The Great Hall,

Hogwarts,

The year 1994.

Harry Potter Dumbledore's voice rang loudly throughout the great hall. The boy in his seat looked like a deer caught in headlights.

Go on Harry, It's alright we can discuss this later, He heard Hermoine say, as he looked around to see the reactions of the others. The Hufflepuff table looked at him in revulsion yet again for the second time since he'd come here. The Ravenclaw looked curious. No doubt wanting to know how he managed to overcome Dumbledore's age line. Although one Cho Chang looked down right murderous, He had a good guess for what reason. The Gryffindors had mixed reactions. Some were happy, others suspicious, The cherry on top was Ron. He looked so jealous, his ears were just as red as his hair. If not a little redder. The Slytherin's looked Impassive. And very confused but the looks of it. Draco Malfoy looked like he was going to blow.

The boy in question stood up as he walked towards the goblet. Mr Potter, please enter the antechamber. The boy shook his head. A clear refusal. Dumbledore sighed. The goblet is a magical binding contract, Mr Potter, If you don't, you loose your magic. That made Harry Potter look at the old man with curiosity. The other two Headmasters looked at the exchange. Harry spoke with a slight fear in his voice. The question asked was loud enough for everyone to hear. Especially because of the silence in the hall.

What would happen if I was not in Hogwarts or in the Great Hall when my name was chosen from the goblet, Headmaster? What if I was in the Mountains of Northern Russia? Her question raised lots of confusion in the hall, but no one saw the delegates of Durmstrang still. Karakaroff looked like someone had put a stick up his, well, you know..

Then the goblet would summon you here, Mr Potter. Do not stall anymore Mr Potter, and please enter the Antechamber. The boy in question however was not listening to anything the old man said. He looked around occasionally, muttering This is not good again and again.

The loud and equally bright flash of blue white, followed by a dark red colour drew everybodies attention as the ball of fire receded from in front of the doors of the great hall.

Harry Potter's loud exclamation of Fuck! was met with silence, as the last of the fire disappeared. The man whom the fire had brought here with that much if flare however was amused. Very amused.

My my sister. Please mind your language. The voice drawled. His drawl out snape to shame as he looked at Harry Potter, with amusement and a hint of anger. What trouble have you caused now? Really, is it not enough that because of you, I have to take care of not only a rather large cereberus, but also a thousand years old basilisk and a rather ferocious Norwegian Ridgeback. How did you manage to summon me here anyway?

Everybody looked around trying to see who this sister was. Well, they were not expecting Harry Potter to become a girl right in front of their eyes. Everyone watched in shock as Harry Potter changed, His raven black hair grew longer, coming to his lower back, as it become a little curly with red tips, and an occasional streak. Her hands became slender as her chest grew bigger, nice C cups, Her clothes changed into jeans and a crop top, as her glasses clattered on the floor, Her emerald eyes seemed to shine. She scoffed.

I did nothing this time. Someone entered your name in the goblet and it summoned you. The boy in question raised an eyebrow. His amusement was very very clear to everyone who could see. And you had nothing to do with this? Nothing at all. My, miracles do exist.

The girl scowled. Shut up Hadrian. No everyone knows the truth, and you're in a competition that has the highest death rate in the world. Shouldn't you be worried. The boy scoffed. His predatory smile made everyone shiver. Please Cassie, it's like you don't know me at all. The boy said as he opened his arms. What? No hug for you only brother.

Try girl in question sneered. The boy however sneered right back. You know Cassie, A little birdy told me something. Something you didn't. The girl suddenly stiffened. W-what are you on about Hadrian. I did n-nothing. The boy scowled. Yes, of course, You are such a good liar aren't you. He retorted. Sarcasm oozing from him. The girl looked like a deer caught in headlights.

L-lie? What Lie? She asked. The boy however, did not back down. Cassandra Dorea Potter! How the fuck did you get a Chimera!

Chaos ensured.

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Albus was shocked, he looked at girl who looked dangerously like a mix between Lily and Dorea, at the same time the boy the goblet had summoned was a perfect blend of Lily, Arcturus and Charlus. Their three features made him look like the Epitome of Aristocracy.

SILENCE! he screamed, The sonorous spell still in effect, he waved his wand, casting a wandless Finite.

Will someone please explain what is going on here. The man asked as calmly as possible. The girls shrugged. She looked at her brother, and he gave her a nod.

Well, let me introduce you to my brother, Hadrian James Potter, The High Lord Sayre, Lord of The Most Ancient and Most Noble Houses of Peverell, Sayre, Slytherin and Black.

As soon as she stopped he continued, As if it was him who had begun the introduction. And of course, my lovely twin sister Cassandra Dorea Potter. The High Lady Potter, Lady of the Most Ancient and Most Noble House of Potter, Max, Ravenclaw and Ténèbres.

Chaos ran rampant and Discord followed.

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Enjoy,

Virudh.