Author's Note: I don't own anything of Harry Potter, or characters. I just know about this meme since like what 2013, so I'm going to write my version.

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Summaries:

Growing up in Little Whinging, wasn't quite that possible. BEING Harry James Potter twin doesn't make it anything but. Now in fourth year, she lets her dress robes. But growing up with Arabella Fig does.

characters: nina dobrev, daniel radcliffe, emma watson

The leaves swirled around Little Wingging- a light appeared on. the shadow in the distance said to be Mrs. Figg, she doted on her self. in the mirror image of a shadow dancing around her face. a soft cushion danced around her cheek. she peered around outside, knowing something among the midst. halting there for a minute she shrugged.

it was late out when Hagrid arrived with the motorcycle. Flying through the midnight skies of Surrey. Arabella Figg turned off the off the light she remained quiet for a long time. her shadow casting an eerie presence. she moved her fingers along the side of the curtain, peering out in to the houses of Little Wingging.. she glanced at the long haired also known as Albus Dumbledore. Her smirk pried amongst the night.

"Prodessor Dumbledore, are you seriously leaving these babies here too rot? i mean seriously. there not old enough to lift a finger." Dumbledore perched a sigh. he glanced at Professor McGonnagal. Waiting very much to hear the sound of Sirius Black's motorbikes. It flew across the night. Landing swiftly on the concrete. He halted his stance.

"professor McGonnagal, it is not in my ignition. the boy will stay with the Dursleys. Then the girl with Mrs. Arabella Figg." Professor McGonnagal sighed.

"Why her? I've noticed them, all day. they seem as not of the ordinary faces. but seriously, Professor, why. Surely, there is another motive about this business… but please the Potters will be the most noticing at their muggle school."

"Arabella has the wit of a fairy and well, Dursleys have a case of-"

"Professor, Ive brought them," Professor Hagrid spoke. Gruffly moving, handing them each a baby to hold.

"Not a name in the world will know these names. they will be famous." Professor Dumbledore gave a smile, the tip of his lip perching at each ends of his smile.

"Hagrid- how ever should you know, these babies- will be a legacy." She spoke, Albus Dumbledore eyed her as they walked close.

"Are you sure you don't want to keep them for your self, Minerva? I'm sure Miss Kali Potter is aim able too be under your care."

"Ah Professor Dumbledore, as correct as it seems, this inquiry may be a bit overwrought. It can be done, as you know as I am being a Transfiguration teacher, it would be difficult."

"Ah, point being."

"You're point being," she swirled around him as they came close to the Figg residence.

"Well, my point being exactly." She gave a shy grimace to Kali Potter. Placing her down with the baby then a note on the side of the bundle. "The world may never know." She gave a sly smile too Kali. "As precious as their moments, being. The two will meet one day. ONE DAY for sure."

11 years later

"Like oh my, i cant believe he would wear the god forsaken dress, to my " She lifted her legs above the couch. staring pointedly at the shelf that aligned the room to the front door.. "As he.. ever?" She peered, her vision becoming blurry. She heard too knocks in the kitchen.

she twirled her feet around the room to the other side… curious as she was now hearing a tapping sound. " Hold on a sec, Aliza… I thought I heard something." she went to check the cub board on the other sound of the room. it was on the end side. Kali Potter checked the door removing every single particle. she lifted the puzzles that aligned it. Finding nothing she glanced around the room, finding the room layered in snow.

she peered angrily at it, trying very vaguely. she crawled trying too get on too full ice ground. a clatter in the door and she peered, Mrs. Arabella Figg opened the door. she caught a grip to herself the ledge of the bookshelf.

"Kali Potter." she spoke. "what in the world did you do?"

"i domt know, it came out of no where. where is the latch behind this cupboard?" kali questioned.

"Swear kids these days..oh," she had glanced at the ceiling, a chilling thought…

Fastening her coat around her, at the sound of a snap. The soap was gone. her coat was left on the side table by the keys. kali stood up and glanced towards the phone.

"looks like were going to need a new phone. " she gave a half winged smile, while sauntering over too Mrs. Figg.

"That was the only phone we had." she gave a perched like smile. "For school, I have a surprise for you."

"Oh, what type of surprise?"

"you will see soon enough."

"You will be getting your supplies tomorrow, so fresh up get ready." Arabella Figg gave a kind smile and patted her on the shoulder. "Now wash up."

Kali giggled -"Sure."

The week soon went bankrupt as Kali pondered about her schooling. She was a bit surprised as by the events that followed. She played with the neighboring kids, staying clear away from a kid named Harry. The kid being so as Dudley Dursley described as a misused child, on his way to St. Brutice's. She grimaced at him every time they passed by. He ignored her, she noticed as Mrs. Figg watched them very closely. She skipped past her on the way to her front porch. Arabella Figg, slashing the water on the lawn. She sighed as she sat on the front entrance hall.

She played with her shows, and knotted the skirt around her legs. "Whoa, ah ah!" Mrs. Figg bounded almost loosing her step. She immensely glared in shock at her. She smiled as the said latter regained footing.

As the week passed, strange things kept occurring. Like owls arriving at each end of the street. She glanced over at each owl. Determining whether to pick or flee. She grinned.

"Kali!" Arabella Figg rang out, hitting the silent sound of the neighborhood. "Come in, there is a letter waiting for you!" Kaili skipped past the block of houses and turned a corner from Surrey around Little Winging. Arabella ushered for her to come closer. Kali did just that.

"Here-" she smiled. "Oh and I have this special letter from Professor Dumbledore. Please read?"

She greadily opened the letter which was signed too her…Kali Potter. You mean I'm a Potter? she thought. But this just does not seem right, I used to tease that poor kid, please say I'm not his sister!

Dear Miss Kaili Potter,

you are now permitted to know this knowledge. You were left here at Little Winging(Surrey) before the age of three as to decimate the act of being a Potter. Fearing the age of he who must not be named. You would have been placed at the Dursley's residence. But as of a knack - you were placed under the care of magical law informant with the care of Arabella Figg. You are to be sent a way too a Magical School of Witch Craft and Wizardry. There you will meet your twin, Harry. You are too not be associated with until you leave FOR HOGWARTS ON SEPTEMBER 1ST.

Sincerely,

Albus Dumbledore

YOUR HEADMASTER

END OF CHAPTER