The Different Potter
By Ana Weasley
*no guarantee of frequent updates* Rosaline Potter, Harry's beautiful, sweet and sarcastic twin, but it's not easy being the different Potter. Hardships, trust breaking and many other difficulties just because she fell for a pair of grey-blue eyes.
Last Updated
May 31, 2021
Chapters
3
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1
The Nightmare
Chapter 2
Rose's POV: I was in a house. Somehow the place seemed familiar. At the gate stood a happy couple holding a set of twins. The man looked so familiar to me, but I didn’t know why. Then suddenly I noticed he looked like Harry. He had jet black hair and round spectacles. Only his eyes were electric blue, like mine. The woman had ginger-red hair and looked exactly like me except for the eyes. Her eyes were bright green like emeralds. Harry had eyes like those. Then it suddenly dawned on me, I was looking at my dead parents. Only it was impossible because I didn’t remember their faces, even as a fading memory, much less the details and the house. My time with them was so short because they died in a car crash when me and harry were only 1. Or atleast that is what we are told by our aunt and uncle. But who else could resemble us so clearly. They looked very happy, laughing, joking around until they saw a black wave approaching. The wave extinguished every single light it came across. Dad's eyes widened at seeing this and he frantically shouted to Mum, " Take the kids inside and lock yourself with them in their room. He is coming." At hearing this Mum quickly grabbed me and Harry and ran into the house and up the stairs. She locked the door and came and sat besides us. ''Harry, Rosy, remember that Mommy and Daddy love you. Be brave. Stay safe and strong.'' And then I heard a lot of noise and all of a sudden everything was silent. Then with a huge crashing noise the door was blasted. Mom got up and stood infront of us protectively. ''Please not them! Take me !! take me instead.'' Then an unnerving voice snarled '' Step aside foolish girl and you will live.'' But Mum didn’t budge and kept on asking for mercy. The figure rose a piece of wood and shouted ''AVADA KEDAVRA!'' and everything disappeared in a flash of green light. ''NO, Mum!! Dad!!'' I woke up screaming, only to find myself lying in the cupboard under the stairs. Harry had woken up due to my screaming and quickly walked over to my side. I didn’t need to say anything because my twin understood what I went through. He just came to me, sat beside me and I put my head on his shoulder. He rubbed my back and murmured soothing words to me. When I finally calmed down, he asked me ''What was it about this time?'' I took a deep breath and told him all about my dream. When I finished, he whispered, '' But that’s not possible, is it?'' '' I know , right? That is what I thought too but come to think of it, there can't be many people whose resemblance to us is so accurate.'' I replied. '' But still, it's not possible. The way you described it, not many people can raise a piece of wood, yell some nonsense words and kill someone. I think it must your imagination because, after all, my lil sis has an imagination the size of Britain.'' ''Maybe. But Harry, don’t you find it a bit odd that my hair changes colour and all strange things happen to us.'' My hair turned amber as I furrowed my brow. Ever since I was little, my hair changes colour in accordance with my mood but only me and Harry know the meaning of the colours. Turquoise= happy Dark green=angry Purple=embarrassed Amber=thinking or worried Orange=scared Pink=love Blond=blush '' You know what Rosy? Let's leave it. There's no point in fretting over some strange dreams that were totally the work of your imagination, OK? Do you want to hear that lullaby you used to love?'' said Harry ''Fine.'' Harry just started singing it and before I knew it, I was asleep. I loved reading books and in one of the books I saw this lullaby. It took a while for me and Harry to compose the tune and then we learned the lyrics off by heart. So whenever I get scared or can't sleep, Harry sings this and I sleep before I knew it. The words are easy and soothing. Harry's POV: As soon as Rose heard me singing, she drifted off to sleep. The words were soothing. I learned them by heart because of Rose. Deep in the meadow Under the willow A bed of grass, a soft green pillow Lay down your head and close your sleepy eyes And when again they open the sun will rise Here it's safe and here it's warm Here the daisy's guard you from every harm Here your dreams are sweet And tomorrow brings them true Here is the place where I love you Deep in the meadow Hidden far away A cloak of leaves, a moon beam ray Forget your woes and let your troubles lay And when again it's morning they'll all wash away Here it's safe and here it's warm Here the daisy's guard you from every harm Here your dreams are sweet And tomorrow brings them true Here is the place Here is the place Where I love you But I found it difficult to fall asleep again I kept thinking about Rose's dream. I gazed at my little sister's peaceful little face and before I knew it, I was also asleep. I dreamed of a big black motorbike flying. The dream left me with the funny feeling that I had the same dream before.