A/N: Okay, so I was reading one of those 'Harry had a twin and everyone thought he was the Boy-Who-Lived so he got all of the attention while Harry, who really was the Boy-Who-Lived was ignored' stories. You know, everyone's read them. I'm not saying they're bad, I'm just saying people like to write them, and people like to read them. So then, I thought, 'Hey! What if Harry had a twin and since Harry was the BWL, his twin was the one who got ignored? Hence, this happened. Oh, and his twin is a girl cause I felt like it. Got a problem with it, don't read!
Disclaimer: I do not, nor have I ever claimed to own Harry Potter. Sob. :'(
Chapter One: The Unbiased and Whole Truth, we think.
James Potter sighed and sat down on the couch. It had been another rough day in the life of the Potters. Being in hiding was almost as bad as being grounded, but this time he couldn't just sneak out. If he did, he could get his entire family killed. As if he wasn't under enough pressure.
Lily came down the stairs after putting the twins to bed. Her fiery red hair was as beautiful now as it had been the day he had first seen it, on the grounds by the strawberry fields in their first year of Hogwarts. Her emerald eyes lit up as she saw him with his black unruly hair and beer bottled glasses. Being in hiding wasn't so bad when they were together.
This was just another reminder of how much they could accomplish together. They had made it through school together, staying away from the Slytherins. They had survived together after school, when they got married, even though Lily didn't have a job and James was in training. It soon paid off though. Aurors were in short supply and high demand.
The biggest uncertainty had been the child birth. They hadn't known what to expect. The healers had told them that at first, it was going to be twins. After a while, however, they had been told that only one child would make it. The other simply wasn't receiving enough nutrients. Therefore, they were very surprised when both babies had come out, more or less healthy.
The first was named Harry Sirius Potter. He had a little hint of his father's black hair. In fact, they were insured by James' parents, he looked just like James had when he was born. Except for the eyes. He had Lily's emerald eyes.
The second child was named Star Remus Potter. She was the exact opposite of her twin, Harry. Her hair tufts were red, just like her mother's. Her eyes were golden, just like James.
James's mind returned to the present when there was a sound from the door. No one knew where they were besides Peter, and he wasn't supposed to come over today. James grabbed his wand as Lily ran to the twin's nursery. The door bursted open in a flash of red light.
The figure that appeared at the door was something like a man. His eyes were red. James saw nothing but hatred in them. "Stupify!' The man said. Before James could react, he was knocked out cold. He wouldn't wake up until it was too late.
Lily heard Voldemort stun James from upstairs. Her heart sank as she thought of her one and only love lying on the floor at the mercy of that thing. She would have done something, but before she could do anything, he was upstairs.
Voldemort walked towards Lily and the cribs that held her sleeping babies. "Stupify!" He cried again, enjoying himself as he watched her fall to the ground. Belatedly, he realized he had screamed a bit loud as the children woke up. The boy started to cry. The girl, however, just sat there, staring at the man.
Enough was enough. He had taken too long as it was. Voldemort raised his wand and uttered one word. The word he uttered had sent fear into the hearts of millions, just before he killed them. However, these were just babies. They had yet to learn the full meaning of the word. If his plan worked, they never would.
"Avada kedavra!" he yelled. The green light that came out of his wand did a strange thing. Instead of enveloping the children, it bounced off of them and hit Voldemort. The blood curling scream that erupted from his lips will forever be remembered by the ones that hurt it.
The child with the lightning bolt shaped cut began to cry as the blood fell down his face. The child that had been slightly behind him was unfazed. Only hours later, when the child's parents did not come, did she let lose a tear.
Finally, after the babies had been crying for a marginal amount of time, someone woke up in the house. It was James. Since he had been stunned first, he was the first to wake. At first, James just laid still, wondering why he had been sleeping on the floor. Then he remembered. "Lily!"
James ran up the stairs to the nursery. Before he even made it in the door he saw his wife, lying unconscious on the floor, like he had been only moments before. He ran to her, checking for a pulse. The third happiest moment of his life happened just then, when he found a pulse.
Harry, having seen James, started crying louder. James tore his eyes away from his wife, resting them instead on his son. His golden seers were instantly pulled towards the cut on Harry's head. "What happened here?" he asked the air.
James picked Harry up. He then picked up Star. He carried them both to living room, where his wand was still sitting on the couch. He then walked back towards his unconscious wife. Putting both babies on the ground, James pointed his wand at Lily and muttered the spell to wake her up. She instantly sat up, not nearly as confused as James had been. Before James said anything to her, he pointed his wand at Harry and muttered a healing spell. The blood cleared the one-year-old's head, but the scar remained where it was, much to James' surprise.
"James! Lily!" A voice cried from outside.
"We're up here Padfoot!" James yelled. Sirius Black, also known as Padfoot, climbed the stairs two, sometimes three at a time. He had known something was going to happen. He just knew it. So to calm his nerves, he had come down here, only to find the door blasted open and the wards down.
Sirius's black hair popped around the corner as he entered the nursery. His gray eyes were filled with relief as he saw his best mate and his wife. "Harry!" Sirius exclaimed when he saw the scar on the baby's head. 'What happened?" He asked James.
"I'm not so sure." James replied. He and Lily took turns telling Sirius all that they knew of the night's events, which wasn't much.
"We have to tell Dumbledore." Lily said, not really in a suggesting mood. Right now, what she said was final.
The next day, newspaper headlines all over the wizarding world proclaimed Harry the Boy-Who-Lived. Maybe it was the fact that Harry was so young when he had his fame given to him. Maybe if he had been a little older, he wouldn't have become what he did. Either way, it didn't matter now. What was done was done.
A/N So, what did you think? I've actually written up to chapter five, but I won't post them all because I don't want to post five one day and then wait a month to post another, you know? Also, I'm kinda busy right now, so for the next week or so, I might not have time to write/ update. Anyway, please read and review.