Celestial and Harry Potter, twins, find themselves in a time that isn't there own. Together they try and figure out how to survive and get back home but when they meet their future enemy Tom Riddle things start to change.
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In a small room in a house on Privet Drive, twins Celestial and Harry Potter laid on their small bed waiting for their old clock to say midnight. Harry was laid on his back, staring at the ceiling while Celestial laid on her side staring out the window. The moonlight shined through the bars, illuminating the small room. After revealing Voldemort was indeed back, Celestial had hoped that Dumbledore would allow them to stay with the Order but he continued to say no and it was safer with the Dursleys. As the clock struck midnight, Celestial turned to her brother with a small smile. "Happy birthday Harry."
He returned the smile and whispered back, "Happy birthday Celest."
Before they could blink, the feeling of being apparated only ten times worse washed through them. The two blinked at the sight of the cloudy skies while trying to get off the floor.
"Bloody hell that hurt." Celestial groaned.
Celestial managed to pull herself up and looked around. She quickly noted the dresses the women were wearing, the way the men were dressed and the fact that many were staring at them like they were crazy. And the fact, they were in the middle of an alley.
"Harry." She whispered. He looked up and noticed what she was looking at.
"Bloody hell." he exclaimed. Celestial saw a newspaper and quickly grabbed it, scanning for the date.
"Harry this says it's August 30, 1942!"
"What?!" He grabbed the paper from her hand and looked it over. "How is this possible?"
Celestial felt her leg for her wand and was thankful that she kept it in her holster. She was about to wave her wand, but Harry stopped her. "What are you doing we're underage!"
"Harry we technically don't exist yet! Our clothes are going to draw too much attention."
She transfigured her sweats and tank top into a casual 1940's grey dress and Harry's clothing into a button up shirt and grey dress pants.
"Alright, let's go." As she was about to walk out, Harry quickly grabbed her arm pulling her back.
