We've bought books, robes, quills and ink but we still need wands....Yes we. Hagrid decided that we should both get wands for safety...But he said Hogwarts was safe. A bit strange, I think I'm underage but whatever.
At least we're away from our 'family.'

We got the money which they called Gallons from a bank named Gringotts. Mum and dad didn't leave us with nothing. Then we went to a volt numbered 713 where we collected a small package tied up with string. He told us to tell no one. Strange. I shake off the thought.

Hagrid left to go get something so we went into Olivander's Wand Shop alone.

We tried a few wands but they went a bit....Wrong.....Hehe....Sorry book shelf and broken glass....

"I wander."

He passes us a wand each and wind stared blowing, the atmosphere changing.

"Curious. Very curious."

"I'm sorry but- What's curious?"

"I remember every wand I've ever sold and it just so happens that the Phoenix who's tail resides in your wands gave another feather. Just one other. It is curious that you are both destined these wands, when its brother gave you those scars." I touch my neck with shivers going down my spine.

"And who owned that wand?" I interrupted.

He sighs,shaken. "We do not speak his name. The wand chooses the wizard Miss Potter though it is not clear why. But it is clear that we can expect great things from you both because he who most not be named did great things. Terrible....Yes....but great."

I shiver and grip onto Harry's hand.

"It's alright." Harry mumbles to me.

"Hey Harry! Happy birthday!" We turn to the window and see Hagrid with a caged snowy white owl.

"Woah.." I mumble, letting go of Harry's hand and heading outside with Harry following after me.

I see Harry pay for the wands and we head towards the Leaky cauldron for some lunch.
"He killed our parents didn't he? The one who gave us our scars. You know Hagrid, I know you do."

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Shaken by the story, I run outside. People were looking at me but I didn't care.

After a few minutes, I feel a feeling around my chest. I look up, Harry was hugging me.

"It's ok you know Holly. I know it's upsetting but mum and dad wouldn't want you upset. I know it's upsetting I miss them too."

"I know but I barley knew them. You may remember what they look like. I have no idea. Aunt Petunia didn't have any pictures. You practically knew them longer I just want my mommy and daddy. Why did he do that!!!!!!!!!!!!?!!!!!!!'" I grip onto him tighter, tears still falling down my face.

After my emotional break down, we're in the train station lost. Hagrid left us to go and see Dumbledore. Crap. Our ticket(s) say to go to platform 9 and 3/4 but there's no such thing. We've asked the conductor but he thinks we're just some stupid dumb kids. Ugh.

"It's the same every year, packed with muggles of course. Come on, platform 9 and 3/4 this way." A women with her kids say as she walks.

"Muggles?" We follow them.

"Ok Fred you next."
"He's not Fred I am! Honestly and you call yourself our mother!"
"Oh sorry George!"

"I'm only joking, I am Fred!"
The mother rolls her eyes and smiles as he runs towards a wall and goes right through it. My eyes widen. How the hell did he do that?!?! Oh wait, magic. Duh.

"Excuse me!" Harry walks towards him and I follow after.

"Can you tell us-How to-?"

"How to get onto the platform?" She giggles mid-way through her sentence,
"Not to worry dears, it's Ron's first time to Hogwarts as well." She points to a ginger boy who smiles at us.
"Now all you've got to do, is walk straight to the wall, between platforms 9 and 10. Best do it a run if you're nervous."

"Good Luck." A girl with short hair says to us. I smile at her and she smiles back. Then she sees my scar. But before she could say anything, I had already gone through the walls.

"Mum! Mum! It was Holly and Harry Potter! I saw her scar! I know it's them!!! Can we go say hi!?! We might catch them!!"
"Ginny don't be rude!"

(Time Skip- on the train)

"Excuse me? But can I sit here?Everywhere else it full...." I look up and see the red-haired boy we saw on the platform, Ron I think.

"Yeah, sure." I pat the seat on the opposite side of me. He sits.

"I'm Ron by the way. Ron Weasley."

"I'm Harry and this Holly. Holly and Harry Potter." His eyes widen.

"I-Is it true? D-Do you both really have the- the-"

"The what?"

"The scars?" He whispers.

"Ohhhh..." I put my hair to the right side and Harry lifts his hair up.

"Wicked."

A lady then came by with a trolley full of sweets and chocolate. Typical Harry buys the lot.*sigh*

"Has anyone seen a toad? A boy named Neville's lost one." A girl with brown wavy hair says from outside the cart.

"No...." Ron has his wand out, ready to cast a spell on his rat (Scabbers) to turn him yellow.

"Oh, are you doing magic? Let's see then!"

He coughs. "Sunshine Daisy, Butter Mellow, Turn This Stupid Fat Rat Yellow!"

It doesn't do anything. Typical.

"Are you sure that's a real spell? Well it's not very good is it?" I giggle. I like this girl already. She smiles at me.

"For example." She sits next to me and opposite Harry and points her wand at his face.

"Occulus Repero." It makes his glasses mended. Wow....Those have been broken for months. And they wouldn't pay to have them fixed. I don't wear glasses, but apparently my father (James) did.

"Holy cricket! You're the Potters! I'm Hermione Granger." She looks at Ron (who has his face stuffed); "And you are?"

"Um Ron Weasley."
"Pleasure. I suggest you change into your robes like her." She points to me;
"I expect we'll be arriving soon." She gets up.
"Do you wanna come with me?"
I hover for a second. "Sure!"

I get up. "Bye Harry."
"See ya."

"You've got dirt on your nose by the way,did you know? Just there." I hold in my quiet giggles and leave with Hermione.

We talked about classes, spells, Hogwarts and houses. Turns out theirs are 4;
Ravenclaw.- The smart house.
Gryffindor.- The brave house.
Hufflepuff.- The kind(?) house.
Slytherin.- The 'evil' house. There wasn't a witch or wizard that didn't go bad that wasn't in Slytherin.

The train stops. We've arrived at Hogwarts.

(Time Skip- On the stairs- meeting Draco Malfoy)

News has spread that we've come to Hogwarts.

"You'll soon find out that some wizarding families are better than others. I can help you both with that." A blonde haired boy says to us whilst holding his hands out to shake and glaring at Ron.

"I think we can decide for ourselves, thanks."
I smirked.

Then a teacher came out. The same one who just welcomed us.

"Do we have a miss Holly Potter here?"
Mutter. Mutter.

I raise my hand.

She smiles at me. "You won't be joining your brother for sorting. You won't be sorted until next year but you can sit with him." She then told me to follow her and I was amazed. We entered a big hall with lots of students and the ceiling looked like a nights sky. She sat me down next to 2 boys who I'm guessing are twins. I met them at the train station.

"Gryffindor is my house. I'll be looking after you until next year. Fred, George. Look after her. She's supposed to be joining Hogwarts next year but due to unseen circumstances she's staying with her brother who's starting next year."
She then walks away.

"Hey Holly Potter right?" One of them say. I nod.

"You like a good prank? How do you feel about messing up the Slytherin's table service up?" I smirk and nod.
We high five.

"GEORGE!" A boy who looks a bit older than them whisper-shouts across the table. I also met him at the station. Percy I think- Ron's brother.

"I'm Fred."
"Whatever." He looks at me."Don't listen to them, they'll get you into trouble. I don't know what Professor McGonagall was thinking trusting them."

"Hey!" They both say at the same time . I knew twins were in sync but damn. I giggle.

The doors come open. I see Hermione, then Harry, then Ron. They look nervous. I mime to Harry; 'Good Luck.' He smiles, but still looking nervous.

I catch eyes with a boy. A boy who's hair was all over the place and he looked slightly....burnt. Like his wand has caused an explosion. I smile and he smiles back. Kind of cute. What am I thinking?

The ceremony begins.

Hermione Granger.
"GRYFFINDOR!!!"

Draco Malfoy.
"SLYTHERIN!!!!"The sorting hat said that before it even touched his head.

Susan Bones.

Whilst the hat was deciding witch house she should go in, a teacher at the teacher's table in black robes looks at Harry, then at me. And glared. My scar begins to sting. I groan in slight pain. I touch my neck.

"Holly, you alright?" Hermione and Percy ask at the same time. I look over at Fred and George and they look concerned too.

"N-Nothing. Nothing I'm fine."

"HUFFLEPUFF!!!"

Ronald Weasley.
"GRYFFINDOR!!!"

Harry Potter. The room goes silent. Mutters surround me.

"Difficult. Very difficult. Plenty of courage I see. Not a bad mind either....But where to but you....?"

"Not Slytherin. Not Slytherin." I mumble under my breath.

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Hermione's sat opposite me and Harry's sat next to her. I smile at my brother.

"Well done bro."
"Thanks sis."

I'm going to have to deal with that next year aren't I? Hm.

The ghosts emerge, the food appears. Good food. That's something Harry has never been presented with before. I haven't had it in ages. Just Porridge or Oatmeal. That's all Harry's been living off. Practically. Sometimes if he was lucky, he'd get some chocolate cake if Dudley hasn't eaten it all. I'd always share with Harry. And he was thankful for that. Jealous sometimes, but thankful.

Then I catch eyes with that boy again. He's staring at me. I smile and he looks away clearly embarrassed. What did I do? Great Holly you've scared him away, great.

Dumbledore said that the 3rd floor corridor is out of bounds. "To anyone who would wish to die a most painful death." That's comforting. I wonder what's there. The Forbidden Forest is banned too. Hagrid said this place was safe. Oh well. And Hagrid lives NEAR the forest.

"Nearly headless? How can you be nearly headless?" I'm surprised Hermione hasn't read this up but oh well.

"Like this." The ghost pulls half his head off. I'm fascinated but also disgusted.

This is the start of my/our freedom. Our adventure.