SURREY, LITTLE WINGING.       4 PRIVET DRIVE.

Y/n and Harry slept on the same small bed downstairs, well not downstairs but underneath the stairs, in a cupboard. They've lived like this for years, ever since they were left on the doorstep of this house. The bedsheets were thin and the temperature in the room was always cold, repeatedly trying to reach the quilt to their chins.

It was early in the morning and dust began to fall from the ceiling landing inside Y/n's and Harry's mouth, due to the large stomping Dudley Dursley caused when jumping against the staircase to grab their attention and wake them up.

"Wake up cousins! We're going to the zoo!" Dudley yelled loudly, jumping on the stairscase, y/n coughed, sitting herself up then shaking Harry awake as they both heard dudleys footsteps rush to the bottom of the stairs. She opened the door, startling the overweight boy only for Dudley to smirk and pushed her back inside the cupboard, shutting the door and running away.

She jumped again and growled at her cousin Dudley Dursley, the most whiniest person she's met. He squinnied until he got what he wanted from his parents - His hair was black and scruffy, his eyes were round and a deep shade of brown. His face was oval and his body wasn't the slimmest, he was praised by his parents, in their eyes it'd be a sin if they ever heard their beautiful, precious Dudleykins belly rumble.

Mr and Mrs Dursley were just as bad. Vernon Dursley was one big man, he worked for his own drilling company which had high wages for his family, Petunia Dursley was a rather skinny but tall woman, her neck extended so tall that she was able to spy on the neighbours over the garden fence. The parents were extremely loving in towards Dudley, who enjoyed being spoilt, with two bedrooms and as much food as he demanded. Not one bit of time was wasted on Y/n and Harry's behalf.

The family lived at 4 privet drive in Surrey, little winging, where they grew to love their home filled with terrible flower patterns on every wall of the house and photos frames of their only son Dudley and not even one of the siblings Harry and y/n.

The two got up and entered the kitchen still in their pyjamas, well dudleys old clothes that's why they were so loose and baggy on their tiny figures but still wore them as their own clothes.  Harry was a scrawny eleven year old boy who had inherited his fathers untidy Raven hair and his mother swimming emerald eyes that were seen through his thick round lens' as well as a lightning bolt shaped scar on the right side of his forehead, which he found out came from when his parents died in a car crash. Y/n was his twin, well not exactly their birthdays were months apart and didn't have a spec of similarity on their face. She was a golden blonde with e/c eyes that seemed to sparkle all the time and was just as scrawny as her brother.

Mrs Dursley was with the birthday boy, smothering him with kisses which he took dismissively. Y/n went over to the coffee machine like she did every morning whilst Harry went over to the stove and finished off Petunias cooking, pulling the pan off the stove to flop strips of bacon onto plates.

"Hurry up girl, bring my coffee already!" Vernon ordered y/n she rolled her eyes and sighed heavily pouring the coffee in the cup, she handed it to him which he snatched off and slurped loudly.

"How many presents are there?" Dudley asked after looking at the gifts neatly wrapped for himself, turning to his father as y/n placed the plates onto the dining table where Vernon already sat and Harry put bacon and hashbrowns on them.

"Thirty-six, counted them all myself," Vernon told his son with a smile on his face.  Dudleys face changes from curious to furious.

"Thirty-six, last year I had thirty-seven!" Dudley yelled at his father, Harry rolling his eyes until y/n pipped up from the cutlery draw.

"You should be greatful that you get presents for your birthday," she said and the family stared at her, it fell like everything in the room had just been put on hold. Harry's eyes widened realising that she shouldn't of said that.

"Don't worry Dudley, we'll buy you two more presents when we're out," Petunia told her son, Vernon stood up and waddled over to y/n, her face was full of anger meanwhile Vernon's was full of distaste.

"You young lady, need to watch your attitude, you're lucky we even kept you, from your drunken parents," he said, that's was when everyone in the room went silent and faced the two.

"My parents were not drunks, they were killed by drunks and if you don't mind you should back up before you swallow me whole," y/n told the man with angry eyebrows, slamming the cutlery on the side, jumping as she felt her bare palm slam against the red tiles, the cutlery no longer in her hands and nowhere to be seen. She furrowed her eyes, rolling the draw out underneath seeing the knife and fork she just had in her hand now oddly balanced on the cuterly divider.

Vernon inhaled deeply when he grabbed her ear and dragged her to the tiny staircase shoving her inside, locking the door from the outside.

"You will stay here whilst your brother and my son have a fun time and you have to stay in your bedroom," Vernon told her through the small air vent in the door.

"I sleep in a cupboard you swine," she spat back as he closed the vent. She instantly kicked the door angrily and crossed her arms waiting to be released.

-

Dudleys birthday had been and gone past in a flash luckily, with y/n's every attempt to pry open the cupboard door that would be crawling with spiders, their webs laced in corners and dust drifting in the dimly lit cupboard just until Harry was thrown inside to tell y/n all about his time at the zoo being better than imagined. Harry announced that the glass Dudley seemed to press his chubby face against was closing in a large green snake that somehow was talking to Harry, locking Dudley inside after he stumbled in and allowing the snake to be free.

But that seemed like weeks ago when both Harry was out in the kitchen serving what felt like rude customers, Vernon and petunia both grinning at their son who stood by the fireplace with his fresh new school suit on, a wicker hat and maroon blazer tight on his flesh. Vernon seated at the dining table with his briefcase beside his meaty leg, y/n watching as Harry went to the mail box, bending over as he flicked past the different addressed letters.

Harry took the two letter with his and his sisters name, he clutched onto the thick cardboard like paper as he passed the other bright white letters to his uncle. Dudley (after finishing his photoshoot) noticed two letters inside Harry's hand, watching as he secretively revealing the two similar letters towards his sister only for it to be snatched from his grip.

"Dudley give that back!" Y/n yelled loudly as she got up from her chair and chased after him.

"Dudley! That's our property!" Harry yelled as Dudley gave the letters to his parents slyly. All three exchanged looks to each other, turning back towards the twins which glanced at each other and frowned.

Days blended into weeks and during all them weeks there were mysterious letters coming in, in many ways, in the coffee, in the eggs, they had to take measures to burn the letters at the fireplace and even barred up the mail box.

On one fine day the twins were once again being enslaved and ordered to neaten up the house, the twins opening a biscuit tray to hand out to the Dursleys who sat on the sofa enjoying the company silently, watching smugly at Harry's and y/n's unhappiness when something came flying through the fireplace, y/n looked and grabbed it to see a letter addressed to her.

Another fell through and then thousands abruptly began to zoom through the fireplace frightening the Petunia and Dudley. Y/n and Harry yelled in excitement and began to reach for the letters as they began to fly around the room, y/n ran to the mail box and saw letters breaking the box and fly through again.

They cheered and jumped around in the letters, trying to grab them before Vernon grabbed the twins and pulled them back, yelling at the two to not touch a single letter before he began to scream.

"Were moving where these letters will never be found!"  Vernon howled as the letters still flew inside of the house.

"Daddy's gone mad hasn't he?" Dudley told his mother. The twins thrashing inside of Vermont arms and y/n's eyes focuses on the letter flickering under her chunky shoe.  the letter as they read the address.

Harry Potter
The cupboard under the stairs.
4 privet drive
Surrey. Little winging.

-

It has been a couple days since the incident at privet drive and they've recently been living in a small hut on an unknown small island in the middle of a lake or a very small ocean seeing as they were currently on the only land they could see from where they slept.

Mr and Mrs Dursley slept on the second floor of the hut as the children were downstairs in the living room. Dudley of course asleep on the couch whilst the two slept on the dusty and hard floor completely wide awake, their thin quilt resting over their hips.

Harry laid on his stomach as he draw against the dirt, Y/n turned over gazing down to see a 3D cake imprinted into the clumps of dust, the words written 'happy birthday harry' on its front with candles on top, tucking his hand underneath his chest silently.

"Happy birthday Hazzard," y/n told her brother as he looked back at her and smiled, she ruffled his hair as he looked back at the cake. "Make a wish," she said as he sighed and blew the dust back.

The creaking front door was busted back as the kids moved back slightly, seeing a man that was probably taller than the doorway, and the doorway was pretty tall, about 6 feet tall.

Dudley was quickly woken up as the twins bounced up and got back to the wall, Harry hiding behind the fireplace wall and y/n jumped behind the couch, Vernon held a shotgun, turning on the dim light with petunia clinging onto him, Dudley sat on a brick wall as the man entered. An angry look on his face. His hair was big and bushy, his beard was just the same as his brows were long and thick, he was very tall and rather big. He wore a pale brown cardigan over his burgundy t-shirt underneath and huge brown frayed trousers with large brown boots.

"Sorry 'bout that," he grunted turning around and lifting the door as if it was a feather placing it back in its spot, turning back around.

"I demand that you leave at once, you are breaking an entry!" Vernon yelled as he pointed his gun towards the man, y/n slowly began to rise. 

"Dry up Dursley you great prune," the large man told her uncle as he bent the gun upwards towards the ceiling as he fired, the wood breaking and dust falling down, shaking up everyone in the room. "Blimey! Look at you y/n! Look just like your mother! Absolutely stunnin'!" The man said as he saw y/n.

Her eyebrows raised as she looked at him, watching the large man smile underneath his bushy brunette beard. She could feel her lips gently twitch to return a smile as the big man glanced to where Dudley was curled up.

"I knew you since you were a baby 'arry, but, you're a bit more along than I would of expected, particularly right in the middle," he chucked at Dudley.

"I-I-I'm not h-Harry," Dudley told the man causing the stranger to furrow his brows.

"I am," Harry said with a bit more courage than Dudley as he faced the man.

"Oh, well of course you are," He told the scrawny boy, he smiled. "I've got something for ya, afraid I might of sat in it at some point but uh, I imagine it would taste fine, just the same," he said and pulled something out that looked like a tiny parcel in his hands but as he passed it to Harry it was like a large box in his.

Harry unwrapped the string from around it as everyone watched the gift being handed to him, y/n watched in awe and she saw her brother was given her first gift in the years of living with the dursleys.

"Ah, baked it myself words n'all," he said with a large smile on his face once Harry opened it revealing a cake with pink frosting a stem green words that wrote, 'happee birthdai Harree,"

"Thank you," Harry said delightful at the man as he smiled seeing as Harry enjoyed the gift.

"It's not everyday your old man turns eleven now ay?" He said he he huffed and crouched down to sit in the couch.

"Excuse me, but who are you?" Harry questioned as he placed down the cake.

"Rubuis hagrid, keeper of keys and ground at hogwarts, of course you would know all about hogwarts," hagrid to Harry as he sat back admiring the fire. Y/n came round to stand next to his brother.

"Sorry, no," they said at the same time.

"No? Blimey kids don't you know where your mum and dad learnt it all?" He questioned the twins.

"Learnt what?" Harry asked as y/n sat next to the man interested in what he had to say.

"Your a wizard Harry," hagrid told the boy as he looked down at the girl. "And you're a witch y/n," he said as his big hand ruffled her hair. "And thumping good ones once you've trained up a bit," hagrid told the two and they exchanged a look.

"No you must've made a mistake, I can't be a wizard, I'm just Harry," Harry said as the girl looked at him.

"I mean... there has been unexplained things that has happened," y/n told him and Harry.

"Exactly, have you done anything unexplained when you was angry or scared," hagrid questioned the boy as he grabbed his pocket and pulled out two letters, handing one each to us.

Y/n looked at this letter strangely as her last name was different.

Y/n Black.

She looked at the big man again and furrowed her brows.

"That's not my last name, it's Potter," she said and handed it to hagrid, he looked at it and turned to it, she shrugged his shoulders.

"Of course it is, probably got mixed up, go on open it up," Hagrid said and she did so, Harry copied.

Miss. Potter
We are pleased to inform you that you've been accepted into hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry.

That's when a smirk appeared on y/n's face and she looked to the man again.

-

The twins and the giant walked out of the home after realising that Mr and Mrs Dursley both knew but lied to their faces about their family, lily and James potter were killed by an evil Wizard, not by a car crash which they were brainwashed into thinking, not to mention Dudley had grown a pigtail from his behind after scoffing his mouth with Harry's birthday cake.

They were in the streets of London as Harry held the letter in his hand and read the list of equipment.

"All student must be equity with: one standard sized cauldron, an animal if they desire, a toad, cat or an owl," Harry said. Y/n furrowed her brows.

"Can we really find all of this in London?" Y/n asked Hagrid.

"Only if you know the way," hagrid told the children as they entered an unfamiliar pub. 'The leaky cauldron'.

"Ah! Hagrid, usual as I presume," the bartender said as hagrid put his hands on the kids shoulders.

"No thanks, I'm on hogwarts duty today, helping little Harry and y/n with school supplies," he said as the bartender stopped.

"Bless my soul, it's Harry and y/n potter," he said as the whole pub stopped to look at the children.

"Hello Mr,Potter," a man said and shook his hand.

"Hello there Miss. Potter," a man said and kissed her hand, her eyes widened as she waited and pulled her hand away.

"Mr and Miss...Potter," a man spoke with a purple turban around his head. "Can't believe how happy I am to meet you two," he said and frantically rubbed his hands close to his chest.

"Hallo, professor," hagrid said as he created the man. "This is proffessor quarrel, your defence against the dark arts teacher," he said and as they stick out their right hand which he snatched his hands away.

"Hello," they said.

"Fascinating subject, not that you need it Harry, ahah," the man laughed awkwardly.

"Yes well we best be off, lots to buy!" Hagrid said and walked over to a door that lead to a garden and a large brick wall.

"Look you two you're famous!" Hagrid cheered but the two weren't satisfied.

"But why am I famous hagrid? All those people back there?" Harry asked as his twin walked behind.

"And why wasn't I just as famous as him? I sounded like a sidekick," y/n said putting her weight on one side as she crossed her arms.

"Afraid I'm not the one to tell you that," hagrid said as he pulled his broom out and poked the wall.

The bricks began to suddenly shift, morph and warp into different shapes revealing loads more people and a town or long part of road with crowded old shops on east her side, men woman and children piping in and out of the buildings with big hair or hats, in long robes as most children pointed at the shops.

"Welcome kids, to Diagonal Alley," Hagrid announced as they enterned the town with crowded people and shops that almost curved inwards.

The twins watched in awe.

-

"Whatcha lookin' at?" He asked a citizen who was walking by someone at kings cross station. "Blimey! Is that the time?" Hagrid asked. "I best be off you two, but don't worry here your ticket and you'll figure out your way there," hagrid said as he handed the two their tickets.

Platform nine and three quarters.

"There's no such thing," y/n said as she looked at the ticket.

"Yeah, hagrid there's no such thing as nine and three quarters," he said and looked up gasping, y/n copied seeing the big man no longer there.

"Brilliant," y/n said as she began to walk with her trolley in her hands, a brown owl named Veró in his cage.

They searched for a while often asking people where the platform was until they felt no hope until y/n earwiged a little.

"Look at all these muggles," a woman chuckled and the twins looked up seeing where the voice came from and followed they watched as she ordered one of her sons (which were twins) and watched as they ran through the wall.

After a while after meeting a boy called ron and the mother they eventually ran through the wall between platform nine and ten.

They saw the train as it hooted and they quickly boarded and step in stepping inside a compartment. Until the boy from earlier came inside, with red fiery hair, freckles across his nose and father tall.

"Mind if I join? All the others are full," he asked the two as they agreed.

"Not at all," Harry announced, watching as the ginger walked inside, seating just beside y/n, who was seated opposite her brother, smiling towards the two, his cheeks dusted pink at the sight of y/n.

"I'm Ron by the way, Ron Weasley," he announced, almost slouching his tiny pre teen body into the blue seats, Harry smiled along with y/n.

"I'm Harry, Harry Potter, this is y/n potter, my sister," Harry gestured towards himself and the blonde girl sitting beside him.

"So...so it's true, I mean," ron eyes seemed to widened at the two seated opposite him. "Do you really have the...the.." He paused, his eyes drifted to Harry, his finger flickering hesitantly at his forehead cover in his firey red hair.

"The what?" Harry questioned.

"The scar," Ron whispered, the kids chuckled before Harry pulled back his hair, Ron's mouth gaped.

"Wicked," he smirked, Harry and y/n returned the small smile back that was until the trolley lady had strolled upon their compartment, drawing attention to her and the colourful sweets she had displayed on the trolley she pulled.

"Anything from the trolley dears?" The old woman asked the kids, Harry and and y/n seemed hesitant meanwhile Ron pulled something out of his pocket.

"No thanks I'm all set," Ron told, holding up his sandwiches of corned beef, looking at the samdwhiches displeased, returning a warm smile back to the old woman.

"We'll take the lot," Harry suddenly announced, pulling out a couple galleons from his pocket, y/n joined aling as Ron's green eyes bulged.

"Woah,"

-

"Bertie bots every flavour bean?" Harry questioned, staring at the packet with colourful jelly beans packed inside, opening the string with y/n eventually stole from the top off, gathering a collective amount of colours.

"They means every flavour," Ron included with wide eyes and a smile. "there's chocolate and peppermint, there's also spinach liver and tripe, George sweated his got a bogey flavoured one once," he announced to his new friends, and with every glance of y/n a small blush would sweep across his long nose, eating his jelly snake as y/n picked up a chocolate frogs.

"These arent real frogs are they?" Y/n asked, Ron shook his head, chewing.

"It's just a spell, besides its the card you want, each packs got a famous witch or wizard, I've got about five hundred myself," he shrugged, looking to his snake, y/n opening the top as the chocolate smelling frog leaped from the packet. "watch it!" Ron yelled, all three watching as the editable frog pounced up to the open window, leaping forward again and was no longer to be seen again. "Aw, that's rotten luck," Ron shrugged again, y/n ignored it and picked up the pentagon shaped card.

"I've got Dumbledore," y/n announced, the ginger boy smiled back at the girl.

"I've got about six of him," Ron told.

"Hey he's gone!" Harry told looking jeer his sisters shoulder.

"Well you can't expect him to run around forever can you?" Ron told the teens, looking down to the rat sticking his head inside of an empty box of Bertie bots. "This is Scabbers by the way, pathetic isn't he?" He asked his new mates.

"Just a little bit," the twins chuckled.

"Fred gave him a spell to turn him yellow, want to see?" The boy asked them excitedly, watching them sit up.

"Yeah!" They told, hearing Ron clear his throat before drawing wand towards the rat, opening his mouth before a girl suddenly appeared from the compartment doors.

"Has anyone seen a toad? A boy named Nevilles lost one," the girl asked, deflating her shoulders. "Oh are you doing magic? Let's see then," her bossy voice told allowing Ron to clear his throat again.

"Sunshine daisies, butter mellow, turn this stupid fat rat yellow!" He whacked his wand toward the fat rat only for bright yellow light and push the box of Bertie bots away from his head.

"Are you sure that's a real spell? Well it's not very good is it," the girl smirked. "of course I've only tried a few simple spells myself but they've all worked for me, for example," the girl began to stride inside the compartment and sat opposite the infamous boy. "oculus reparo," her wand pointed to the sellotape part of his glasses, the tape being removed and evaporated into nothing, the three friends stared at each other with wide eyes. "that's better isn't it?...holy cricket! You're Harry Potter, so you must be y/n potter too! I'm Hermione granger and... You are?" Hermione spoke and with a displeased looked turned to Ron.

"Ron Weasley," he told with sweets still in his mouth a large smile pressed against his face.

"Pleasure," she told. "you three better change into your robes, I expect we'll be arriving soon," Hermione strutted out of the room, but paused at the door. "you've got dirt on your nose by the way, just there," she gestured to her face whilst looking at the ginger boy as he rubbed his nose, the girl walking away from their compartment.

-

The train came to a hault as the three left with their hogwarts robes on. Everyone got off and left the train seeing the big tall man.

"Hagrid!" Harry and y/n said as they saw him with a smile on their faces.

"First years- oh hiya you two found your way then," Hagrid told them as ron stood next to them in awe of how tall the man was. "First years to the boats!" He yelled and followed them off to the dock.

Ron, y/n and Harry all shared and held a lantern in their hand as they began to row across the water towards the glistening castle. As they got off as went up to the staircase inside of the castle meeting an old woman in a green cloak at the top of the stairs.

"First years, I'm professor McGonagall, In a minute you will all go inside them doors and sit down for a feast but before you do you will be sorted into a house-"

"Trevor!" A boy yelled right beside y/n as he knelt down to a toad next to her foot, he looked up at the woman as he moved back up.

"there a four different house, those houses are slytherin, ravenclaw, hufflepuff and gryffindor. You will treat these house like family, you will earn points and you'll lose points, wait here," she said and a voice called.

"So its true then, the rumours, Harry & Y/n Potter have really joined hogwarts," a boy with a pale face and platinum blonde hair that was slicked back. The twins looked over there shoulder towards the boy, y/n noticed most boys almost drool at the sight of y/n, she found it rather odd behaviour, not only from boys, but around two girls too. "This is crabbe and this is goyle, and I'm Malfoy, Draco Malfoy," he said as he handed out his hand for the two to shake. Ron scoffed.

"Think my names funny do you? Yours is easy, red hair and a hand-me-down robe, you must be a Weasley," he smirked evilly as Ron looked down.

"We could be friends, good friends, you don't want to go start making friends with the wrong sort, I can help you there," he said and held out his hand. Y/n folded her lip and put her hands in the pockets of her robe.

"I think we can sort the wrong sort for ourselves thanks," Harry told the boy and Mcgonagall coughed.

"There ready," she said and turned around with a scroll of parchment in her hand as the doors opened and they walked inside seeing four long tables that cascaded to the professors table. Hanging candles as the night sky blended through the ceiling.

"It's not real, it's just bewitched to make it look like that, I read it in a hogwarts: a history," Hermione toe the stranger standing beside her.

"When I call your name, you must sit and I'll place the sorting hat on your head and you'll sit at the table of your house," Professor Mcgonagall announced.

-

It had been a while since y/n watched her brother was sorted into gryffindor house, that boy Malfoy was sorted into slytherin as Ron was also placed into gryffindor.

"Y/n Potter," Mcgonagall announced and seeing as y/n was the last one she stepped up and sat on the seat, a lot of whispering erupted as she did.

"Oh you're father was one great man, reason for your jokester side, I remember his sorting like yesterday, your mother must be the reason for your stubbornness and beauty. since your parents was placed in this house I guess it would be reasonable to place you too, so I announce you as GRYFFINDOR!" The sorting hat yelled as it was lifted off her head and she saw her brother cheer loudly as she went to hug him relieved their in the same house.

She sat down by her brother as there was another boy next to her that she didn't recognise.

"My names y/n, what's yours?" She asked the boy with black hair.

"Neville, Neville Longbottom, nice to meet you," he said in a strong accent and reach his hand out, she allowed it as she shook his hand and smiled, watching the pink flush against his cheeks at her touch.

new book!
I know it was long but get used to it cos this is literally a Harry Potter fic and I'm trying to make it so people who haven't read the books or seen the films can read it, but let's be real why are you here if your not a potter head. 

im also going to inform you that you can skip to the prisoner of azkaban if you cant be bothered to read through the philosiphers stone and chamber of secrets ( cos same ) just be warned you will be slightly confused.if you want its on chapter EIGHTEEN

I'm going to look back on this and feel the need to edit it so I hope a years worth of work was actually worth it.
anyways,
enjoy! Xx

- dolly,  FIC AUTHOR