A/N: I was watching BACK TO THE FUTURE last night and thought up this cute
story.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the HP characters they all belong to JK Rowling so don't you point that finger at me -fetal position and thumb sucking- Sharp pointy objects, sharp pointy objects! However Holly Potter is mine, mine, MINE.-evil laugh-
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Chapter 1- The Beginning
Harry shifted in his sleep and mumbled. His black hair was tousled and messy just like always but no one could see his eyes. The twin green orbs like pure emeralds since he was asleep. Only a thin lightening-shaped scar was clearly visible, letting us all know that this boy was Harry Potter, the boy who lived.
A dark shape shifted and a voice said
"Ah Harry Potter, I couldn't kill you so maybe this will work. I'll leave it here on the nightstand and you'll never be able to resist it. Goodbye Harry Potter, goodbye!" Then the figure was gone and nothing more happened.
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Harry's scar burned causing him to sit upright panting slightly. His twin was curled up in the sheets next to him as he shook her slightly. Matching green orbs met his and an identical scar smiled back at him. Holly and Harry Potter, the twins who lived.
Harry stretched and hugged his twin feeling her snuggle against him and sigh. She obviously wanted to sleep more but, he had questions to ask her.
"Holly," he mumbled looking at his twin with adoration. "Holly," he repeated, she answered with a sigh. "Holly did your scar burn." Harry set the palm of his hand against her scar and her eyes flick open again.
"Burn? Scar?" she mumbles nodding at Harry and yawning. Harry smiled and reached for his contacts, finally able to see his twin and grinned.
Harry had gotten contacts for quidditch. It was hard enough to find the snitch in the rain without the added effect of water running down his glasses. Holly stretched and rubbed her eyes. Harry smiled. His twin Holly was 25 minutes younger than him and almost didn't survive. Harry always felt that he should protect this sister and make her happy.
They both got up and looked about the room they shared. Sitting on the nightstand next to Harry was a small vial filled with swirling purple liquid vapor. Harry frowned, he hadn't put that there and from the bewildered look on Holly's face she hadn't either. Harry reached for the bottle and immediately pulled his hand away when he felt his scar burn.
He yelped in pain and confusion looking at Holly. She was sitting on the bed and holding her scar Harry pulled her hand away and saw it had opened and blood was trickling down her face from the lightening bolt etched on her forehead. Holly bit her lip and pointed at Harry's scar.
"H-Harry, you're bleeding!" Harry pulled out his wand and flicked it over the cut on his forehead and then over his sisters. He nodded
"You were to Holly, but don't worry. We're okay now!" He pulled his twin into a hug and sighed. Whatever was in that vial was bad, but Harry couldn't make it leave his mind.
"Are you to still asleep?" came the shrill voice from downstairs. Aunt Petunia. Holly shivered and Harry grimaced.
"No we're up." Harry replied knowing he would by hit for not going downstairs to answer but not caring. He wouldn't leave his sister alone with that vial.
Hurriedly they got dressed and ran down the stairs narrowly avoiding a collision with their hippopotamus cousin Dudley. Holly entered the kitchen but a large hand stopped Harry from following her. Uncle Vernon pulled Harry towards him and looked at him with and evil glint in his eye.
"You boy, you were cheeky and rude to your Aunt this morning?" He growled the question daring Harry to reply.
"No sir I just. . ." Harry never got to finish. Uncle Vernon took out a leather strap and began to beat the boy with it.
"We give you food, clothes, Dudley's second bedroom, and let you and you twin go to that school of poppycock and this is how you behave?" Uncle Vernon had lost it. He was about to hit Harry again when a hand reached out and grabbed the strap.
"Stop it father," Dudley said, staring not at Harry but at Holly who was crying and shaking. Dudley had a soft spot for Holly. He had always considered her as an actual relative. Uncle Vernon looked at his son before he put the strap away Harry collapsed onto the rug and Holly ran forward helping him into the kitchen she sat him down into a chair and did his morning chores for him. Harry looked at his twin gratefully, managing a weak smile. Holly nodded and set the table.
The Dursley's sat down to breakfast and made light chatter while Harry and Holly telepathically communicated. It was something that they had always been able to do. This was one of the reasons why a scar had shown up on Holly's forehead when Voldermort had only tried to kill Harry.
Some day we'll get away from here and live near Hogwarts. Harry thought and his sister nodded in agreement. A place where we can be left alone and Voldermort won't try to hurt us or find us. This time Holly entered his mind
That place can't be reached until we're out of Hogwarts, remember? Dumbledore said that we had to stay here at least once a year so that our mother's love could continue protecting us. Holly had always been the more rational twin, keeping Harry on firm ground, instead of floating in the sky.
Oh yeah, Harry noted glumly but then perked up, but that is only two more years! We're on our Fifth year now and there are only seven years at Hogwarts. Then we can move into Diagon Alley. Holly giggled at her twin and swatted his arm playfully before returning to the small grapefruit that they had been consuming.
Dudley was still on his diet having not lost enough weight to satisfy Aunt Petunia so the family was feasting on grapefruit and cottage cheese. Harry and Holly finished their meal and started clearing the dishes that were empty. They piled them into the sink and turned on the water. Harry began scrubbing the dishes as Holly dried and put them away and for a while Harry forgot about the cuts on his back that Uncle Vernon had made, or the potion up in their room. He was having fun with his sister.
Once all the dished had been dried Harry and Holly walked back up to their room conversing about the year as if they had hardly ever seen each other. Upon opening the door a strong blast of ice cold wind swept through the room. Harry walked over to the window to close it but it was latched tightly. He shrugged and looked at the potion. Holly walked up beside him and looked at it also.
"Wasn't it purple before?" said Holly looking at the white liquid. Harry nodded and picked up the vial "Harry what are you doing?" panic was evident in Holly's voice as she watched her brother.
"It's okay, nothing happened!" Holly looked uncertain! "Come on Holly let's drink it!"
Holly looked at her twin like he was crazy! "Drink it? You want to drink it Harry? This is the kind of thinking that always gets you into trouble!" Harry looked at her mischievously.
"Are you chicken?" He asked provoking the girl,
"No and you know it! Fine I'll drink some if you will!" Harry nodded and picked up two glasses that had magically appeared and pour the white liquid into both. It evened out immediately and the twins each picked up a glass. They sat down on Harry's trunk, which was packed since the next day was September 1st. The each counted to three held hands and gulped.
A/N: This is my second story and so far I think it's my best work! Please Review or else -pulls out wand and snarls a spell- just kidding -wand disappears with a pop- Please Review!!!! ^-^
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the HP characters they all belong to JK Rowling so don't you point that finger at me -fetal position and thumb sucking- Sharp pointy objects, sharp pointy objects! However Holly Potter is mine, mine, MINE.-evil laugh-
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Chapter 1- The Beginning
Harry shifted in his sleep and mumbled. His black hair was tousled and messy just like always but no one could see his eyes. The twin green orbs like pure emeralds since he was asleep. Only a thin lightening-shaped scar was clearly visible, letting us all know that this boy was Harry Potter, the boy who lived.
A dark shape shifted and a voice said
"Ah Harry Potter, I couldn't kill you so maybe this will work. I'll leave it here on the nightstand and you'll never be able to resist it. Goodbye Harry Potter, goodbye!" Then the figure was gone and nothing more happened.
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Harry's scar burned causing him to sit upright panting slightly. His twin was curled up in the sheets next to him as he shook her slightly. Matching green orbs met his and an identical scar smiled back at him. Holly and Harry Potter, the twins who lived.
Harry stretched and hugged his twin feeling her snuggle against him and sigh. She obviously wanted to sleep more but, he had questions to ask her.
"Holly," he mumbled looking at his twin with adoration. "Holly," he repeated, she answered with a sigh. "Holly did your scar burn." Harry set the palm of his hand against her scar and her eyes flick open again.
"Burn? Scar?" she mumbles nodding at Harry and yawning. Harry smiled and reached for his contacts, finally able to see his twin and grinned.
Harry had gotten contacts for quidditch. It was hard enough to find the snitch in the rain without the added effect of water running down his glasses. Holly stretched and rubbed her eyes. Harry smiled. His twin Holly was 25 minutes younger than him and almost didn't survive. Harry always felt that he should protect this sister and make her happy.
They both got up and looked about the room they shared. Sitting on the nightstand next to Harry was a small vial filled with swirling purple liquid vapor. Harry frowned, he hadn't put that there and from the bewildered look on Holly's face she hadn't either. Harry reached for the bottle and immediately pulled his hand away when he felt his scar burn.
He yelped in pain and confusion looking at Holly. She was sitting on the bed and holding her scar Harry pulled her hand away and saw it had opened and blood was trickling down her face from the lightening bolt etched on her forehead. Holly bit her lip and pointed at Harry's scar.
"H-Harry, you're bleeding!" Harry pulled out his wand and flicked it over the cut on his forehead and then over his sisters. He nodded
"You were to Holly, but don't worry. We're okay now!" He pulled his twin into a hug and sighed. Whatever was in that vial was bad, but Harry couldn't make it leave his mind.
"Are you to still asleep?" came the shrill voice from downstairs. Aunt Petunia. Holly shivered and Harry grimaced.
"No we're up." Harry replied knowing he would by hit for not going downstairs to answer but not caring. He wouldn't leave his sister alone with that vial.
Hurriedly they got dressed and ran down the stairs narrowly avoiding a collision with their hippopotamus cousin Dudley. Holly entered the kitchen but a large hand stopped Harry from following her. Uncle Vernon pulled Harry towards him and looked at him with and evil glint in his eye.
"You boy, you were cheeky and rude to your Aunt this morning?" He growled the question daring Harry to reply.
"No sir I just. . ." Harry never got to finish. Uncle Vernon took out a leather strap and began to beat the boy with it.
"We give you food, clothes, Dudley's second bedroom, and let you and you twin go to that school of poppycock and this is how you behave?" Uncle Vernon had lost it. He was about to hit Harry again when a hand reached out and grabbed the strap.
"Stop it father," Dudley said, staring not at Harry but at Holly who was crying and shaking. Dudley had a soft spot for Holly. He had always considered her as an actual relative. Uncle Vernon looked at his son before he put the strap away Harry collapsed onto the rug and Holly ran forward helping him into the kitchen she sat him down into a chair and did his morning chores for him. Harry looked at his twin gratefully, managing a weak smile. Holly nodded and set the table.
The Dursley's sat down to breakfast and made light chatter while Harry and Holly telepathically communicated. It was something that they had always been able to do. This was one of the reasons why a scar had shown up on Holly's forehead when Voldermort had only tried to kill Harry.
Some day we'll get away from here and live near Hogwarts. Harry thought and his sister nodded in agreement. A place where we can be left alone and Voldermort won't try to hurt us or find us. This time Holly entered his mind
That place can't be reached until we're out of Hogwarts, remember? Dumbledore said that we had to stay here at least once a year so that our mother's love could continue protecting us. Holly had always been the more rational twin, keeping Harry on firm ground, instead of floating in the sky.
Oh yeah, Harry noted glumly but then perked up, but that is only two more years! We're on our Fifth year now and there are only seven years at Hogwarts. Then we can move into Diagon Alley. Holly giggled at her twin and swatted his arm playfully before returning to the small grapefruit that they had been consuming.
Dudley was still on his diet having not lost enough weight to satisfy Aunt Petunia so the family was feasting on grapefruit and cottage cheese. Harry and Holly finished their meal and started clearing the dishes that were empty. They piled them into the sink and turned on the water. Harry began scrubbing the dishes as Holly dried and put them away and for a while Harry forgot about the cuts on his back that Uncle Vernon had made, or the potion up in their room. He was having fun with his sister.
Once all the dished had been dried Harry and Holly walked back up to their room conversing about the year as if they had hardly ever seen each other. Upon opening the door a strong blast of ice cold wind swept through the room. Harry walked over to the window to close it but it was latched tightly. He shrugged and looked at the potion. Holly walked up beside him and looked at it also.
"Wasn't it purple before?" said Holly looking at the white liquid. Harry nodded and picked up the vial "Harry what are you doing?" panic was evident in Holly's voice as she watched her brother.
"It's okay, nothing happened!" Holly looked uncertain! "Come on Holly let's drink it!"
Holly looked at her twin like he was crazy! "Drink it? You want to drink it Harry? This is the kind of thinking that always gets you into trouble!" Harry looked at her mischievously.
"Are you chicken?" He asked provoking the girl,
"No and you know it! Fine I'll drink some if you will!" Harry nodded and picked up two glasses that had magically appeared and pour the white liquid into both. It evened out immediately and the twins each picked up a glass. They sat down on Harry's trunk, which was packed since the next day was September 1st. The each counted to three held hands and gulped.
A/N: This is my second story and so far I think it's my best work! Please Review or else -pulls out wand and snarls a spell- just kidding -wand disappears with a pop- Please Review!!!! ^-^