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A/N I'm redoing this entire story.

~Introduction~

When I was 1, a very evil man attacked my family. He killed my parents, and attempted to kill my twin brother, but he survived. Right before the attack, my mother stored me in a cupboard, so I wasn't injured. The man that attacked us was named Voldemort. Flash forward in time: I'm 15 now. I've grown up with my brother at our evil Uncle Vernon's house for the last 15 years. But, where my brother was pushed around, I flourished in the muggle community of Little Whinging.

When my brother and I turned 11, we recivied our Hogwarts letters, at this point neither of us knowing anything about wizardry. But the Wizard World knew all about Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived, but nothing of his twin sister Aurora Potter, the Girl Who was Hid. When Hagrid picked us up, he looked me over, saying how "he forgot there was another one".

But, me being the popular one disappeared when we got to Hogwarts, for obvious reasons. One, mainly. When I took my seat to be sorted, the Hat looked through my head for a good five minutes, which is never a good sign, and proceeded to shout Slytherin on the top of its lungs, looking smug. If a hat has lungs or can look smug. The entire school traded looks and whispers, the main one being "wait, there's another Potter?" and "a Potter in Slytherin?!"

It's been 4 years since that day and my life has been a little crazy since. OH, and one thing I forgot to metion, my best friend and brother are sworn enemies, already. My best friend goes by the name of Draco Malfoy.

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