Stories have been told for ages. Stories about everything. Anything that you could possibly imagine. It's been told before. Yet, no matter how many times the same story is told…you keep reading it. And in some points…it's not the same story but a new one with just some similarities. So why doesn't someone come up with something new you ask. I don't know why. Maybe because it's easier to write about something that you've already read of. I'd like to say that this story of mine will be an original. But it's not going to be. I already know this. There will be different things taken from other stories that I've read and weaved into this plan that I have in my head. And with their characters I'll create a world that isn't my own but yet it is. Do you understand? And are you wishing that I would just get on with it and let you read this stupid original yet not original story of two boys who end up falling madly in love with each other but have to face all kinds of trials along the way? And a sister who turns up out of nowhere and a son that no one knew existed? Yes, I'm sure you are. And so I will…it all began on a dark stormy night, 16 years ago tonight at midnight on July 31.
We all know the story of Harry Potter. Who doesn't? What we don't know is that there are pieces missing. Pieces that no one knew of. Not even Dumbledore. On that fateful night when Harry was born, there was another child, one that was never spoke of, that until this day has remained a secret no one would guess. And that my friend is a girl…Harry's twin, Aryrica. She was a bit of a surprise since Lily and James Potter had not gone to a doctor to see what exactly they would be having. Lily had wanted it to be a surprise, and James fearing the red head's temper had agreed. They knew of the prophecy, Dumbledore had already informed them. And not wanting their daughter to have to live through all of this but knowing that if they should be picked…one of the children would be forced to. So they sent Aryrica away to an orphanage in America, where they hoped that she would be safe. They told no one as they weren't sure of whom they could trust. After she was gone, they made to forget about her. They only kept one picture that would allow Harry to know the truth one day if the time came. We all know what happened next on that dreadful Halloween night. Harry Potter was chosen to be the "Boy Who Lived". And this is where the REAL story begins, on Harry and Aryrica's sixteenth birthday.