This is my new fan fiction page, with all of my Harry Potter/ Liz Potter fan fiction. Basically, these are Harry Potter fan fictions, but they all are about Liz Potter (me) too! Sometimes they are told from my point of view, and sometimes they are told by another's point of view. I'll probably switch back and forth a lot, since I could probably write a story better that way. It's an experiment, see?
Also: I had to change details, like my age and stuff. And, of course, these stories may or may not be true.
First of all, you'd better read...
The Beginning:
Sibyll Trelawney was the only one who had predicted it. She was the only one who had thought that Harry Potter would survive the Killing Curse and that Liz Potter would fight off the Imperius Curse. The two curses bounced back on Voldemort and almost killed him. He fled, still wanting revenge against the two babies and wanting power more than ever.
***
Harry was sent to live with his aunt and uncle in a nearby town, and Liz Potter was sent to live with her other aunt and uncle in California. Liz's aunt and uncle treated her kindly, but were muggles and did not know about the wizarding world. Therefore, Liz was never told about it until later.
***
After I read Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone, I kept hoping I'd get a letter from Hogwarts. But instead, I got a letter from the American Witchcraft and Wizardry Academy.
So I went there.
By the time I finished my third year, I figured that Harry Potter and the wizard world in the book probably didn't exist. Nobody ever mentioned anything about it, and I was too shy to ask.
But then an owl turned up at my window. I thought it had rabies or something. But owls are nocturnal and it wasn't hanging around in the day like most rabid nocturnal animals do. Besides, do owls even get rabies? So I let the owl in. It handed me a letter. I opened it up and looked at it.
It was a letter from Hogwarts.
***
After the Beginning:
I took a plane to London and a bus to the King's Cross station. It was hard to believe that I'd been in this country before. I walked up to platform nine and passed it. Ok, now how do I not look suspicious? I decided to just walk near the barrier and walk through when nobody was looking.
When I reached the other side, it appeared as though I was in another world. Well, I was actually. But it felt like home.
Where was Harry, though? I decided to ask.
"I've been looking for him too," said the girl, who had red hair pulled back into a ponytail. "Well, we'll find him when we get to Hogwarts. I'm in his house, you know." The last she said quite proudly.
"Are you Ginny Weasley," I asked.
"Yes, how'd you know?" Ginny replied
"I read the books about Harry Potter."
"Huh?"
"Well, they're muggle books."
"Are you a muggle-born? My dad would love to meet you if you are."
"I'm not. My parents were killed when I was three months old and I live with my aunt and uncle."
"Who are you?"
"Liz Potter."
"Oh. Hey, that's funny, you and Harry Potter have the same last name!"
"Maybe it's because he's my brother."
"You're kidding!" Seeing that I kept a straight face, Ginny added, "Aren't you?"
I shook my head.
"I don't know where Harry is, let's ask Ron. He's my brother, and Harry's best friend. Hermione's one of his good friends, too."
"OK, but where's Ron?"
"Don't know that, either."
"Hey, maybe they're on the train."
***
Harry, Ron, and Hermione were on the train. We sat down next to them. Soon, the train was moving through the countryside heading towards Hogwarts.
***
I was so nervous about the sorting. Finally, when my name was called I went up to the hat and put it on.
"Hello, new student, what house is the one for you?" said the hat, "Gryffindor? That'd be a good choice. OK, then... GRYFFINDOR!"
***
When I sat down at the table I pinched myself to make sure that it wasn't a dream. It wasn't.
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