To change fate as Harry's older sister. [hiatus]

Prologue (edited)

In a hospital laid a girl. She was born with a weak heart and was unable to get a donor for a new heart. She would spend all of her time reading whatever she could.

One of the nurses was kind enough to give her a Harry Potter book. She fell inlove with the story and reread the books over and over till she had the stories memorized. She felt a connection to some of the characters. Although she didn't like some of the characters.

But sadly today she couldn't read. She could feel her own heart giving out on her, but she didn't feel sad. She had nothing in life, her own family abandoned her when she was hospitalised at 11. So she had been by herself for the last 8 years.

*Play music*

She looked over at the windown to look at the full moon, but to her surprise she saw a figure standing there. The figure was wearing a long black cloak that faded into smoke.

"Hello...?" She said with a weak voice. The figure then turned around and faced her. The figure was a skeleton. [Image up top] "Are you death...?" She asked. The figure moved without sound and sat on the edge of her hospital bed. "Are you not afraid?" Death said with a chilling voice.

"No... You come for all of us... You just came for me sooner then most..." She told death. "What if I said you could live?" Death's words confused her. "Those books." Death pointed one of his boney hands at her stack of Harry Potter books. "I can take you there." Death explained.

"Why...?" She asked. "You have read the tale. You know the suffering my past master had to go though. I was quite fond of my last master. But as I am I am unable to much to stop his suffering. I do not wish for him to become my master once more." Death told her. "And how would I help...?" "I would bring you to that world and from there I will be unable to help you."

"So... You want me to change his fate...?" "Yes." She thought about it for a moment. "I'll do what I can..." She told death. "Thank you. Once you wake up you will be in the body of Harry's older
sister. Her name is Evelyn Lily Potter. I wish you luck. But I do warn you, as you know the spells you will have far better control over your magic then most." With those last words from death she closed her eyes with a gentle smile on her face.

Her body felt light, as if she was floating. "It's peaceful." She thought. She then felt as if someone was holding her arm, so she slowly opened her eyes and found herself in a small cramped cupboard.

When she looked to see who was holding her arm she found a young harry curled up against her, hugging her arm. "Harry? He so small." She thought. As moved onto her side and gently hugged him. "I'll protect you, my new baby brother."

[A/N: This is what harry looks like in my universe.]

Just imagine he has his large round glasses.