-I do not own Twilight or Harry Potter or any characters related to the books-

-This story is purely Twilight and Harry Potter-

June, 1986

Harry and I woke to a pounding on our cupboard door and the enraged voice of our uncle. "Get up brats! You've got a lot of work today! And you won't be eating until it's done."

This was a normal thing for Harry and I. We get up when the sun comes up, we do the chores, and if we're lucky we get a small portion of food. Some days are worse for us than others, especially when Uncle Vernon is mad. Or when we have to participate in Dudley's favorite game, Harry-Hunting or Ashlyn-Attack.

Harry sighed as he uncurled from the ball he was sleeping in-he always did that so I would have enough room in this small cupboard, no matter how bad I felt. "Come on Ash, we gotta go before he comes back."

"Okay." I whisper while looking at his bottle green eyes.

Later that Night:

Today was good, only a few things went wrong. I knocked over a cooking pan and got yelled at by Aunt Petunia, we got all the weeds out of the garden, cleaned the house, washed Uncle Vernon's car, and Harry almost got beat up by Dudley's band of bullies.

We've had worse.

September 1988

It's still the same. It will always be the same, but sometimes after Ash goes to bed I think about what it would be like once we out grew our shared cupboard under the stairs, or what it would be like if we had a normal family that loved us. Ash is my best friend, I can't let anything happen to her, and I need to protect her. But I didn't do that today, today Dudley and his gang played Ash-Attack while I was inside cleaning. I dropped all my stuff when I heard her scream for help.

Flashback

"Harry! Help! Harry!"

When I ran outside I noticed that Dudley and his friends had caught up to her already and I panicked. I tried to help, but I can't win a fight four against one. Dudley and his friends Mark and Sam held me back while Piers pushed her around. Each shove becoming harder than the last. And by the time they were done ten minutes later, Ashlyn's lip was bleeding and she had a nasty bruise on her arm.

Flashback Over

I need to protect her. I need to keep her safe. We're all each other have left, and I can't lose her, I already lost my parents and any chance at a normal childhood.

July 31, 1991

"Harry!" I squealed, while shaking him to wake him up. "Come on sleepy head! Get up!"

He groaned and twisted away from me while mumbling, "Ash, go back to sleep, we still have another hour before we get up."

"Well then I guess I can't sing…Happy Birthday to You, Happy Birthday to You, Happy Birthday Dear Harry, Happy Birthday to you."

"You just did Ash." He replied while opening those green eyes that I adore. "Besides, what's so special about my birthday this year?" He started stretching his muscles in the cramped space. Yes, we were still in the gloomy closet, sharing with a few spiders and a broom.

"Because this year…it just feels like something big is coming."

"That's just our whale of an uncle coming down stairs." He jokes, smiling slightly.

"Oh no…not that…what I mean is something good, and exciting, and great."

Harry tried to hide it, but I could hear the small sigh he let loose after I finished talking, "Just…don't get your hopes up if something doesn't happen okay?"

My mood only diminished slightly.

20 minutes later (Harry's POV)

Lyn and I talked for a little longer before I heard the sound of a bedroom door opening. My uncle's bedroom door.

"Get ready, he's coming." I said in a slightly ominous voice. But she knew that my message had a clear warning in it. We need to be careful, especially her, because even after all this time, my need to keep her safe and out of harms way has only increased.

And the tell-tale pounding feet on the stairs came not a minute later. Then, "Freaks, get up! Make the breakfast before Petunia and my son get down here!" He yelled by yanking open our cupboard door. He pulled us out and pushed us roughly toward the kitchen. Maybe too rough because Ashlyn stumbled and I didn't catch her.

"GET UP! AND GET IN THE KITCHEN!" Vernon boomed as I pulled Ash to her feet. "I want pancakes and bacon this morning boy, and girl get the coffee and juice, we're celebrating."

For a second I caught myself thinking this special breakfast may be for my birthday, but I shoved the thought out of my head. This year would be no different. No acknowledgment, no gifts, and definitely no special meals for me.


Turns out that the special breakfast was because little Duddykins gets to go to Vernon's old boarding school, Smeltings. But this is good news for us to because Dudley and his buddies are all going; me and Ash will finally be left alone now, sort of.

While we were cleaning the dishes she looked at me with a sad smile on her face and said quietly, "Well that wasn't what I was expecting, but I guess that's good news too."

"Ya, come on let's finish this then we'll start the yard work, okay?"

"Okay."


We had to plant more flowers today. I swear whenever one flower gets even a little brown we have to get rid of it. But Aunt and Uncle don't care because they have us to do their work. Ash and I were almost done, so we were gonna go inside to get some water. But just then our mail was delivered.

"I'll get it." Ash said while standing up and going over to our mailman Daniel, grabbing the mail she yelled, "Thanks Daniel!" Down the street because he was already three houses down.

"Your welcome little lady!"

She looked through the mail as she walked up the driveway and called, "Come on Harry." I walked after her, so I could wash my hands off. But I didn't see that she stopped, so I ended up running right into her.

"What's wrong? Why did you stop?"

"Harry…look."

"What…what am I looking at?" All I saw was a pile of mail in her hands, one addressed to Harry Potter and one for Ashlyn Tullman…oh. "Who would send us mail?"

"I don't know…here take these inside." She shoved the other mail into my hands and kept the two with our names in her hands. I ran inside and handed the stack of letters and magazines to my Aunt Petunia and walked back outside to Ashlyn.

"Come on let's go." She laughed as she grabbed my hand and pulled me along.

"Where are we going?"

"To the park. We're gonna find out what's in these letters without anyone taking them away."

I laughed with her as we ran the three blocks to the park.

As we sat on the swings she handed me the thick letter with green ink addressed to me.

We opened them at the same time and saw the words…

Congratulations ____________________,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Attached you will find a list of needed supplies for this years term.

Term begins on September 1st, you are to report to King's Cross Station in London, and board the train via Platform 9 ¾.

We look forward to seeing you this year.

Deputy Headmistress Minerva McGonagall, Transfiguration Professor and Head of Gryffindor House

"This is it! See Harry, this is what I was talking about."

"Ash, this is some type of joke."

"No it's not. Harry how do you explain how you turned your teachers' hair blue? Or how the teapot lifted when Aunt Petunia told me to go get it? It's magic."

"I don't know how those things happened. But let's just go home and ask Aunt Petunia okay?"

"Okay." With that said we got off of the swings and started the ten minute walk towards the house.


As Harry and I walked into the house Dudley jumped off the couch and headed towards us.

"What you got there freaks?" He said while looking at the envelopes in our hands, but seeing they had our name on them, he called out to his mother. "Mom, the freaks got mail!" he yelled as he grabbed our letters and ran to the kitchen. "Look, look."

But when Petunia looked at the letters she paled. I didn't know why, she hasn't even read them. But what she did next caused me to yell out. She pushed back her chair-spilling her cup of tea- and ran over to the drawer where the matched were kept. Holding the letters over the sink, she let the flames consume them.

"What are you doing? Stop!" I yelled while running over and trying to grab the letters. But they were burned and unreadable now.

"You retched girl!" Petunia yelled while roughly grabbing my arm and dragging me to the cupboard. "Get in there! You are not going to be out of here until tomorrow, and if I hear one more word of your freakishness you'll be sorry." And with that she shoved me into the cupboard. "You to boy!" She yelled while pushing Harry in right on top of me, and locking the door.

"Why did you do that?" Harry whispered a few minutes later, it was dark, so I couldn't see him.

"She was burning our letters. They were ours, and she burned them. I told you something good was going to happen and that was it. And they ruined that to." I whispered back while trying not to cry.

But he noticed. Harry has known me too long not to notice when I was upset. So, he gave me a hug, he tried to comfort me. "Hey, it's ok, maybe they'll send someone to help us get our school supplies. I mean how can we get magical stuff if we don't know where it is." That made me laugh a little.

"Yeah, you're right." I whispered back.

We sat like that all night, just hanging onto each other, hoping things would get better for us. Hoping that something would go right.

Two weeks later (Third Person POV)

The kids thought someone would come help them get school supplies, but nobody came. They spent their time doing the chores, avoiding their family, and spending time at Ms. Figgs house. Ashlyn loved her house, she had so many cats. And a cat was the one thing the little girl wanted to have. And Harry enjoyed it because Ashlyn was always so happy there, and he wanted her to be happy.

But it was also on this August day that something amazingly weird happened at Number 4 Privet Drive.

The Dursley's and the two children were eating breakfast. This was one of those days that they got a full meal and ate at the table. But as Harry and Ashlyn were putting dishes in the sink, the room exploded with letters.

There were thousands upon thousands of thick letters with green ink. They came out of the fire place, through the mail slot in the door, they appeared in the sink-which was now missing the water that filled it a minute ago-and a hundred owls came through closed windows. But the windows didn't break.

As the letters addressed to Harry Potter and Ashlyn Tullman came from seemingly nowhere, the Dursley family erupted into chaos. Petunia screamed, Dudley hid under the table, and Vernon turned a startling shade of purple.

Everyone stood still, no one knew what to say. Of course Petunia knew what these letters meant, and she knew they would come, she saw the signs. But she wasn't going to accept it. To her and her husband, magic meant you were a freak.

Only two minutes later, the door burst open and everyone's head turned towards it. Soon a giant man stepped into the kitchen, this man was twice as tall as Vernon, and he had a long bushy beard. He also carried a pink umbrella. This man was sent by Professor Dumbledore.

"Now, what'er we got 'ere?" The large man mused.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING? GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!" Vernon bellowed, while pointing a fat stubby finger at the large man.

"Now, I can't do tha." He looked around until he saw Harry and Ashlyn. "'Arry my boy, Ashlyn, I remember you when you 'er just this big." He said while making a motion with his hands.

"You knew us?" Harry asked.

"That's right, I knew y'er parents too."

"You knew our mom and dad." Ashlyn stated. The man just nodded his large head.

"Umm, who are you exactly?" Harry asked.

"Oh, I'm Rubeus Hagrid, Groundskeeper at Hogwarts."

"You work at Hogwarts?" Ashlyn asked, trying to contain her excitement. She knew this man would take care of them, he was too kind.

"Ya, I was sent by Pr'fesser Dumbledore to see why ya didn't respond to y'er letters."

This is where Petunia butted in, she wasn't about to stand by and watch those brats go to that freak school her sister went to.

"Now see here, I'm not letting those kids go to that freak magic school. They are staying right here."

"Yeah." Dudley butted in, "They gotta do the work around here."

"Those freaks are not leaving this house!" bellowed Vernon.

"Now see 'ere, these kids are goin' to th' school, just like 'er parents."

"Wait, our parents were wizards too?" Ashlyn asked Hagrid.

"Yes, they were, now why didn't ya answer th' first letters?"

"They burned them when they saw them." Harry informed him.

"They burned 'em." Hagrid stated/asked. "Now see 'ere, you can't keep these kids from th' school."

"Well they can't afford to go to the freak school." Dudley cut in a little smugly.

"How would y'er like to see a little magic kid?" Hagrid asked while pointing the tip of his umbrella right at Dudley.

"Ya." Both magical children said at the same time. And with a swish and point Dudley squealed.

He jumped and tried to make a noise, but every time he made a noise a pig squeal came out. It seemed like the pig of a boy finally let the pig loose.

Petunia bustled around trying to see if she could fix Dudley while Vernon's face was starting to darken with both anger and embarrassment. But when Petunia Dursley turned her son around everyone saw the small, curled, pink pig's tail. Everyone gasped besides Hagrid, and Vernon's now purple face seemed to explode when he yelled.

"GET OUT! GET OUT OF MY HOUSE! AND TAKE THOSE FREAK KIDS WITH YOU!"

But Hagrid already had the kids out the door and they were walking down the street. Harry and Ashlyn still hadn't stopped laughing. %%%%%

"Welcome t'er Diagon Alley."

"Wow." They two kids said at the same time while looking at the place in wonder, they wondered how they never know this place was right in the middle of London.

"Now, we got to go to Gringotts first, get ya some money, then we'll get y'er school supplies."

"Um, Hagrid, what's Gringotts?" Ashlyn asked while grabbing onto Harry's hand, she didn't want to get lost.

"It's th' wizard bank. Now we got to get y'er money, then I got to make a stop fer Dumbledore."

The walk to Gringotts wasn't long, well at least it didn't seem long for the Children-Who-Lived, they were just marveling at all of the magical items they could see. But they didn't know that after they passed, some people knew who they were, and whispers were spreading about the kids who defeated You Know Who.

Stepping into Gringotts was surprising for the kids. They saw goblins. Real life short, wrinkly, mean looking goblins.

(Griphook, Hagrid, Harry, Ashlyn)

"Griphook, good t'er see ya. We need to visit these kid's vaults."

"Keys?" He said in his gravelly voice.

"Right e're."

"This way then."

The group of four made their way to a cart on the opposite wall from where they were standing. They climbed on and held on tight because the next second they were zooming and going up and down and side to side and then they jerked to a sudden stop.

"The Potter Vault, number 687, please move quickly."

As they stepped off Hagrid opened the vault and what they saw took their breath away. Mountains of gold, silver, and bronze stood tall, but there were also artifacts that looked like they could date back to the 15th century.

"Ok, Harry, grab a handful of each coin an put it in this 'er bag. That's it, make sure ye have enough for y'er school supplies."

Harry stuffed the red bag with the initials J.P on it until it was full. And as he took one more look around he said, "Ok, I'm ready."

"Ashlyn, y'er turn now. Let's go we got to get to her vault."

Their next cart ride was not as fast as they only dropped two levels. But the jerking motions the cart made were making Ashlyn a little sick.

"The Tullman Vault, number 826, again move quickly."

The Tullman vault carried around the same amount of gold and silver as the Potter vault, but there were much more family heirlooms. There were swords, medallions, tiaras, even dresses. But as Ashlyn looked around the room one more time before she left something caught her eye.

A tiara in the back of the room, small, yet covered in diamonds and emeralds. As she looked closer she noticed the emeralds were the same color as Harry's eyes, and she absolutely loved the color of his eyes. And the fact that the tiara seemed like it had a part of him in it made it all the more lovely to her. She knew that she would get married in this crown. She had a feeling she would.

She gave it one more look as she turned and said, "Let's go."

They made one more stop at Vault 713 that day, Hagrid had to pick something up for 'Hogwarts Business'.

Hagrid expected what happened next, but Harry and Ashlyn had no idea what was coming. Fans.

People stopped them to shake their hands and say things like 'Great to have you back Harry, Ashlyn', 'So good to see you again', 'You probably don't remember me do you?', and 'You did the world a great deed, a great deed indeed.'

Harry just grabbed Ashlyn's hand and tried to pull away from the people who were harassing them. When they finally found an empty area Harry turned to Hagrid and demanded, "What are they talking about?"

"Yeah, we never did any great deed. We've lived with our Harry's aunt and uncle since our parents died in a car accident when we were one."

"What 'er you talking about? Y'er parents didn't die in any car crash. Y'er parents were killed by the Dark Lord."

"Who is the Dark Lord?"

"V-V-Vol-Voldemort. He killed y'er parents when he came after ye."

"So what happened to Voldemort?"

"Don't speak his name. Call 'im You Know Who or He Who Must Not Be Named. And ye two killed him."

"Hagrid, we didn't kill anyone."

"Look, ye two are the only people ever to survive th' Killing Curse, y'er famous for that alone, y'er the Children-Who-Lived. And Voldemort died trying to kill ye. That's why you have those scars" Their hands immediately flew to their lightning-bolt shaped scars to try to cover them up.

"So?"

"So what?"

"So why do they keep staring at us and congratulating us on something we don't remember?"

"Because you two are heroes in our world. Now let's get going. We got to buy y'er school supplies. Ollivander's first."

They were right by the wand-makers shop. But Hagrid left them telling them he had to go to one more place, and that after they got their wands they should head over to Madam Malkin's to get their robes.

As they stepped in an old man with wild white hair came forward holding a box.

"Ah, Ashlyn Tullman and Harry Potter…yes I wondered when I would see you." The man whispered while looking each child over. "Now…ladies first, yes, now which is your wand arm child?"

"Ummm...."

"Which arm do you hold a pen with?" he asked patiently.

"Oh my right arm sir." She said while holding out her arm as a tape measure flew over and measured every part of her arm, but even the space between her nostrils and the length of her eyebrow. Ollivander walked to the back of the shop and grabbed a few boxes for her to try.

"Here try this, willow nine inches core of a unicorns tail. Give it a swish." But the second her hand touched the wand Ollivander's eyebrows singed.

"Oh my gosh I am so, so sorry. I didn't mean to." Ashlyn pleaded while handing him the wand back.

"It's quite alright dear, now try this one, redwood ten and a half inches core of pixie dust. Just like your mothers." He said while handing her the wand, but when she waved it a couple of boxes exploded.

"Interesting…hmmm…ok lets try this one, holly eight and three-quarter inches core of an owl feather."

This time Harry started floating.

"Oh my gosh Harry I am so sorry…Oh I don't know how to get you down…how do I get him down?" She begged Ollivander.

"Just hand me the wand dearie and he'll come down nice and gently." But Harry did not come down gently, he came down with an audible thump.

"Ahhh…are you ok Harry?

"Yeah, I'm good, it's ok don't worry." He tried to assure her.

"Oh that was horrible." She sighed.

The process repeated itself over and over for the next ten minutes, and each time Ollivander handed Ashlyn a wand something bad would happen, and she would feel horrible.

"No need to apologize my dear, the wand chooses the wizard…Interesting…hmmm…let me try something…I'll be one minute."

When he turned the corner Ashlyn turned to Harry with tears threatening to fall and in return he gave her a tight hug as she whimpered, "I'm hopeless, I'll never get a wand and they'll send me back home while you go to school. I can't stay with the Dursley's by myself Harry, I can't."

"Hey, you won't have to stay with them because your going to Hogwarts, and you're gonna find a wand, and we are going to school together ok?"

She didn't say anything because she was still skeptical, but she did nod, just so he wouldn't feel bad anymore. It was at this point that Ollivander came back with two dusty boxes.

"Now, I didn't think I would try these but this is a special case. Try this one first." He handed her a white wand that seemed to glow, it was so white. "Yew wand, 10 ½ inches, core of phoenix tears."

As she took the wand she felt a warmth in the pit of her stomach and as she gave it a flick, purple and silver sparks shot out. And Ashlyn couldn't help herself, she jumped up and squealed, clapping her hands together, which ultimately caused more purple sparks to shoot out of the tip.

"Hmmm…interesting, very interesting…Okay Mr. Potter your turn."

And Harry had the same problems as the other Child-Who-Lived, he blew up a shelf, he sprayed Ashlyn with water, he set the door on fire, and turned Ollivander's hair neon yellow. After twenty minutes he still did not have a wand. So, Ollivander handed him the wand out of the second box he brought out when he retrieved Ashlyn's wand.

"Maybe…this is interesting, very interesting…try this Mr. Potter…holly, 11 inches, core of a phoenix feather." Harry gave it a flick and felt the same warmth traveling up his arm as red and silver sparks shot out of his wand. He couldn't help but feel relieved because now he knew what Ashlyn felt like not so long ago.

"Interesting…never seen it before, but I should have guessed…yes very interesting indeed."

"Excuse me sir, but what's interesting?" Harry asked as he turned to face the aging man.

"Oh…well, it just so happens that your wands are the brother and sister wands of the one that belonged to the man who gave you those scars." The children stood gob smacked at this declaration. "Yes, Lord Voldemort did great things with his wand, terrible, but great. I expect great things out of the two of you."

"Yes sir." Ashlyn managed to say.

"Now…that will be fourteen gold galleons, seven each." After each child handed him the respected money they left the shop and headed down the street towards Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions.


As they entered the robe shop a middle aged woman walked over to them, her eyes flashing to their scars. She would be one of many to do that over the years.

"Hello dearies, let me guess, Hogwarts robes?"

"Yes ma'am." They nodded.

"Well you just stand next to that boy over there, he's getting fitted for his robes to, and I'll be with you in a few more minutes."

When they got to the platforms Ashlyn was standing next to a boy with blonde hair with Harry on the other side.

Draco, Ashlyn, Harry

A few minutes passed, where they were all getting fitted before the blonde boy spoke.

"I'm hoping to be in Slytherin house, it's the best, and my whole family has been in Slytherin. How about you? What house do you…" He suddenly trailed off as he spotted something in the window.

Turning to see who it was Ashlyn and Harry spotted Hagrid standing in the window waiting for them with two cages behind him.

"Oh that's just Hagrid, he's showing us around."

But then Draco Malfoy was done getting fitted for his robes and he quickly walked outside, thinking they were below him because they were mudbloods.

"That was weird."

"Yeah…hey I wonder what the other houses are. I mean we've heard about Gryffindor and Slytherin, I wonder how many there are."

"We'll ask Hagrid in a few minutes." After a few minutes of poking and prodding their robes were finished and they each walked out of the door with seven robes each.

"Hey Hagrid." They said together.

" Hello, I got something f'er ye. A birthday present for each of ye." He handed Harry a cage with a beautiful snow white owl with amber eyes, she nipped his fingers gently to show that she liked him. And he handed Ashlyn a cage with a snow white baby kitten with blue eyes. She purred when Ash scratched her behind her ears. "Now that's a kneazle, look just like 'em cats, y'er not suppose to have 'em but no one will know th' difference."

"Hagrid thank you so much! I love her…oh but I don't know what to name her. Thank you so much." Ashlyn babbled while jumping up to give Hagrid a hug. It was very hard because he was so tall, but he helped her. And Harry couldn't help but smile at his best friend.

"Hagrid, you shouldn't have. Really, but thank you, these mean a lot to us."

"So, what ye gonna name 'em?" He asked the kids while setting Ashlyn back on the ground so she could grab her new kneazle out of the cage. The small animal purred contentedly and rested her head on the young girls shoulder as she fell asleep.

Harry thought for a few moments before he announced, "Hedwig."

"What about you Ashlyn, what ye gonna name 'er?"

"Umm…how about…Calliope, she was a Greek muse."

"Perfect." Harry told her.

The next hour was spent with Ashlyn and Harry buying their school supplies, while Hagrid tried to keep people they didn't know from introducing themselves and saying thank you to the two saviors of the wizarding world. But Hagrid also told them all about Hogwarts, especially the houses. They learned their parents were from Gryffindor, the house of the brave, and this is where they wanted to go. Slytherin was where dark wizards went, like Lord Voldemort.


That summer Ashlyn Tullman and Harry Potter learned they are wizards.

That summer they learned they were the wizarding world's saviors.

That summer they learned about their parents.

That summer they learned they would not live with the Dursley's anymore, except summers.

That summer the wizard's finally met their 'Chosen One's'

That summer a group of seven never knew that a young girl would soon come into their lives.

That summer was one of the best yet for the Children-Who-Lived.

The summer of 1991 was one that two people would never forget, because they learned of their parents and they learned that they were special. But they did not yet know of future hardships they would face as the 'Chosen One's'. They need to be prepared for their future. And Hogwarts was where they would do just that.

~How was it? I made it a long chapter because it would not have made sense to make this two.

~Once again Twilight will not come in to play for a while. But i did put in one clue just so it is still a crossover story.

~What year should Ashlyn/Bella go to Forks? I was thinking summer before 5th year and she'll stay until right before Harry goes to the DOM. Let me know what you think.

~Ron probably won't be Harry's best friend, but they won't be enemies either, just acquaintances.

~Next up: Harry and Ashlyn go to Hogwarts and get sorted. They also learn what their fame comes with.

~Any ideas you have are welcome and appreciated.

~Remember reviews are your friend.

~Thank you for reading!