Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone
(Note: I do Not own Harry Potter or anything that all belongs to JK Rowling, I just play her universe. I DO however own Harper, her story and Family.)
Author Note: Hello lovelies, I'm back! It's been a while I know! I'm sorry I was away for so long, I've had this story beginning in my head forever and I've finally got it all on paper! Please Rate and Review and let me know what you think!
In the Beginning
If you asked either Olivia or Albert Green they would tell you they were perfectly normal and there was nothing exceptional about them. They had a perfectly perfect son named Lucas and he was the apple of their eye. It was apparent in their home as it was littered with pictures of the boy through his childhood. There were no signs of other children in the home. Little did visitors know there were two other children that lived in the home as well. Felix and I were taken in to the Green Household at a young age, but simply looking in the home you would never know it. We weren't exactly a wanted part of the household, we spent a majority of our lives in the Attic, hidden away.
Things weren't always this way though. When we were younger, my step-mother Olivia was caring and kind, Felix and I had our room and things were wonderful and semi normal. Everything changed when Felix turned nine. Olivia grew cold and distant and Felix and our step-father, Albert, would get into horrible fights. This was their form of communication, it was verbal, or more often than not…physical. As we grew older, our step-brother Lucas, began getting a little too interested in me, and this made Felix upset. This began Lucas and Felix fights, and more discord within the family that took us in. Felix was always around to look after me and protect me. I never dreamed that we'd be apart.
When Felix turned eleven a strange envelope came in the mail, then a few days later he was packing his things and without so much as a goodbye, he left. Shortly after Felix's departure, Albert announced he had gotten a new job offer…in the United States. It wasn't long before the house I had grown up in was packed and sold, and we were on a ten hour flight to Phoenix, AZ. Then another three hour trip by car to Tucson, AZ and up to Mt. Lemmon where our new home sat on a plot of land.
The house was gorgeous, no doubt about it. It should be after I'm certain Olivia's parents paid for it. Everything was state of the art, and of course, luxurious. Olivia's parents had money and of course spared no expense for her daughter and her family. My life was like that of Cinderella, complete with stepparents who hated me and an evil stepbrother…things had to change. Little did I know, how soon they would change….