{Full summary- Alice Potter always was the most rebellious of the Potter twins. So much so that she wound up on the doorstep of an orphanage. There she learned early on that her powers could be manipulated to get what she wanted. No more family members bossing her around, no more beatings. Alice felt in control for the first time in her life and she loved it. Though her joy comes from the sorrow of others usually.
Her journey to Hogwarts will reveal many secrets that have eluded her for her entire life and teach her how to control her "gift". But conflict will also arise, as the perfect image of the Potter daughter is not what the teachers and members of the wizarding world will receive when she finally joins them.}
{Magic is reworked in many ways in this fanfic along with many other things. It will all become apparent as you read. Rated M for many dark themes to be covered. Full disclaimer: Alice will be a Dark Witch, if that's not your kind of story, then don't read.}
"Come on! Wake up you lot! Work to do today!" Yelled the old and raspy voice of Mary Buthford. All the children throughout the orphanage groaned into their pillows without even realizing it. It had become routine, these wake up calls.
Buthford's Orphanage for all children, it had a nice name, but it was not a nice place. Ms. Buthford herself worked every kid hard. She would always go on about how she did twice as much when she was a child, but no one really payed attention to her stories.
To her credit, many of the children admitted to her usually ended up adopted. Maybe it was because of how much work each child she took in could handle, or maybe it was because the adults who came saw the constant stress the children were under.
There was one child in Ms. Buthford's care that she could never get to work. She was quite strange for her age and most of the other children avoided her. The only time they ever came near her was when they needed someone to bully, or they wanted somthing to happen to someone else.
Alice Potter gave a large yawn as she woke from her slumber. Her dark black shoulder length hair was a mess and you could just make out her dark green eyes that seemed to poke out from her mane. It was abnormally cold this morning and the young girl let a shiver run down her spine as she slowly stretched out of bed and went to put on some clothes.
The other kids where already making their way down the hall. They didn't fail to notice that Alice's door had not opened and merely rolled their eyes or scoffed as they passed it. Alice had quite the reputation in the orphanage. New kids were told to be careful around her, and the older kids often would like to pretend like she didn't exist.
Alice let a small smile cross her lips as she slipped a shirt over her head. Her face was even paler than normal today with the cold weather, but her checks still seemed to keep a nice subtle red. She slowly began to gather her things for the morning and finally made her way out of her room.
By the time she made it out, most of the kids where already eating and being assigned work by Ms. Buthford. The stern older woman briefly glanced up at Alice before letting out a groan as she didn't want to deal with the girl today.
Alice slowly made her way over to a table to eat and found some eggs waiting on the table. All the kids where well fed, but Alice tended to take more food than the rest of the children. Spending your early years growing up hungry gave you a new appreciation for food in Alice's mind.
A few minutes passed of eating in silence before a young girl slowly made her way over to Alice. She had blond hair and bright hazel eyes. Alice immeaditly knew who she was and gave a warm and welcoming smile to the girl. She was one of the newer kids, and she still hadn't adhered to the warnings about Alice from the other children.
"Good morning Alice, your hair looks like a bird nest this morning." The girl who was no older than 8 said with a giggle. Alice felt her smile falter for a second before quickly bringing it back up and putting on a fake laugh. "Your quite observant aren't you Macy, how was your sleep last night?" Alice asked with a small raise of her brow.
"I had a.. a bad dream last night." The young girl said. "You said you can help make those go away right?" She asked looking up with her bright hazel eyes.
Alice felt her smile widen on her face. "Oh this is always the fun part with new kids" She thought to herself. "Of course Macy, you just have to do somthing for me, I'll tell you later okay?" She said while putting a caring hand on the younger girl's shoulder.
"T-thank you Alice" Macy said while smiling to herself and skipping off towards another table.
Once the girl left Alice let the fake smile drop off her face. "God I hope she dosent listen to anyone until tonight." She thoguht to herself with a slight grimace. "Can't have them warning her."
"Trying that old trick again are you Alice?" A young male voice asked as a plate was set next to her. Alice looked up to see the face of Edward. He was a boy her age with brown hair and brown eyes. His hair was bushy and untamed like hers, but not in the same sense. Alice could actually get her hair to look good if she tried, but Edwards was untamable.
"Yes Edward, can't you see I'm trying to eat, alone." Alice said with a roll of her eyes which only earned a laugh from the boy. He sat down next to her and began to pick at his eggs while looking at her.
"You know, one day your gonna find a kid who won't fall for your tricks, what are you going to do then?" He asked while raising an overly stuffed fork of eggs to his mouth. Alice scoffed and gave him a sly smirk.
"Don't you mean our tricks oh dear Edward?" She asked with an amused look. Edward was the only other one she had ever know to have the "gift". That's what they both called it. For as long as they could remember they both had the ability to do things that where unnatural, though his worked in much different ways then hers.
"You know I would never use your tricks Alice, yours are so full of-of hate and anger." He said while giving her a nudge on the shoulder. "Besides, your a natural at that stuff, so I don't want to dare compete with you."
Alice merely rolled her eyes and stood up to go wash of her dish, or in actuallity get another kid to do it for her. She still refused to wash a single dish after what those blasted relatives had made her do.
"Hey Steve! Remember what I did for you last week? Wash this dish for me!" She shouted over the commotion of children talking and plates rattling.
The day slowly dragged on after that with many of the children getting to work. Anything from going outside to pick weeds from staying inside to fix old broken items throughout the house was taken care of. Not by Alice though of course.
Ms. Buthford had long ago given up on trying to get Alice to do work. Though the old lady would never say it, she had learned of some of the treatment the girl's old relatives had put her through. She thought it best to let Alice do what she wanted and just hope one day she would change.
Alice herself spent most of the days writing and coming up with ideas for new schemes. She often liked to go through her chest and draw sketches of all the items she had collected over the years. Anything from books to necklaces could be found in her chest.
She smiled as she found herself once again going through it. The rush it gave her was somthing that she couldn't describe, the feeling of being in control.
Later in the day a knock would be heard on her door. Alice didn't even need to ask who it was, she could feel it, in a sense. "Come In Macy." She said as she placed a few of her items around the floor.
The young girl came inside slowly and seemed to look around Alices room. It was mostly bare unlike the other children's rooms. Alice gave the girl a smile as she came in and sat down next to her.
"So, you want those bad dreams to go away?" Alice asked as she put an arm around the young girl's shoulders to comfort her. "I know how bad they can be... trust me."
Alice let a small smile cross her face as she felt the girl bury her face into her chest and sniffle. "Please Alice, I haven't had a good dream since I came here, every night it's always the same dream." The girl said unable to keep her emotions in check. "When I ask other kids about it, they seem to scared or look at me and say sorry."
"I know, I know... it's so rough, but we can make those dreams go away... did you bring it?" Alice said lifting up the younger girl's face and looking into her eyes, giving her a comforting smile."
Macy had to blink a few times before she reached into one of her pockets and pulled out a small earring. "Yes! Just like you told me, to bring somthing I hold close to my heart!" The girl said in an excited voice.
Alice lifted herself of the ground while stretching out her arms. "Good, good, once I have it I can make sure that all these dreams will go away, but like I said before, I have to keep it to make sure they never come back okay?" She asked the girl who looked like a small curled up mess on the ground.
Macy merely nodded her head and handed the small earring to Alice. "It was my moms, the only thing I still have of hers." She said while looking down to the ground. The smile only widened on Alice's face.
"Don't worry, I'll take good care of it... now you have to go so I can get to work." She said while heading over to the door and opening it. After coming up and hugging Alice's leg, Macy slowly made her way down the hall to her room.
After closing the door once again Alice felt the rush hit her once again. "It's so easy!" She screamed out in her mind while she pranced and laughed around. The girl for sure wouldn't have any more bad dreams... for a while. Not until Alice wanted somthing else to add to her collection.
Opening her chest she gently lates down the earring on all the other items she had gained over the years. It was the price for Alice helping someone with somthing. The feeling it gave her, the feeling of control over the other person, it's what drove her. She know realized how her Aunt and Uncle must of felt when they made her and Harry be their slaves.
"Poor Harry, knowing him, he's probably to afraid to take advantage of our gift... if he has it." Alice though while making her bed. Her brother always did come back up into her mind. Soon it would be the fourth year anniversary of her being dumped here by the Dursley's. She only hoped she would be able to see Harry again one day, for she still felt that family bond between them even after all these years.
Little did she know that tomorrow her and Harry would be waking up to a similar letter finding it's way to both of them.
{First little teaser done, hope you all enjoyed it. This will be a fun ride as I right these chapters. Let me know what you think as you read along and I'm sorry if there are grammar issues. I'm not the best with writing down words and stories as much as I am coming up with them.}