My name is Hazel. I grew up Hazel McGonagall but later I found out that I am actually Hazel Potter. Yes I am related to those Potters but I never truly believed or acknowledged it until I was about fifteen. I always treated Harry as my brother because he always felt like a brother to me. He was always very important to me. But I am jumping ahead a bit.
When I say I remember everything I mean everything so I remember a certain incident when I was a baby. How about we begin all of this there.
You see I am a twin, yes his twin. I have been told that he looks like dad with mom's eyes and I look like mom with dad's eyes but I am rambling again.
So we are twins and we shared a bed when we were babies. And one night… well…. Well it went like this:
I had been asleep and Harry was next to me. I was always a bit of a bed hog so I will be honest, my arm was across his face. He didn't mind really. I am sure of it.
Anyway we were asleep and something woke me. I am not sure what. I just woke up and I felt like something was wrong.
Memories from this period are odd because I really was too young to know what to focus on and what was important and what was not. Like a remember Harry suddenly breathing hard like he was sighing in his sleep. I looked down to see his eyes closed and a heard a sound outside of our room.
It was our parents but I could not understand them and then I felt the familiar feel of magic moving quickly back and forth through the house.
I have always been sensitive to such things and I could tell that it was moving rapidly but I did not have a clear understanding of the layout of the house.
At that point I never really paid attention to such things because either someone was carrying me and I was looking at them or I was crawling and way below a good level to understand the lay of the land.
Back then I was never big on exploring like Harry was.
Oh. Sorry back to the story. So I heard my parents and I felt the magic flowing back and forth rapidly. And suddenly something happened and I felt really sad. To be honest I think my biological father died at this point but I am not sure.
I do know, but very soon after that my biological mother burst into our room and she and I looked into each other's eyes and I knew that she was going to die that night.
I didn't fully understand but I was sad and my face probably scrunched up to cry. She smiled broadly at me and came and picked me up. She forgot she had her wand in her hand and almost poked me in the forehead with it. She quickly readjusted and I was in her arms being comforted.
I guess she remembered there was a problem in the house because she suddenly didn't seem to know what to do with me. She ended up pushing over a large chair and pushing it to the wall and placing me between it and the wall.
As small as I was I could not have gone anywhere if I had wanted to and magic was not a true concept to me until a couple of years later.
She said she was going to get Harry and I never saw her again. There was a huge explosion and I remember a protective bubble forming around me.
To be honest once I calmed down I fell asleep only to be awakened by more people. First it was my uncle Sirius. He didn't know I was there at first so I made a little noise so he would know.
Other's came after that and Harry and I were taken away.
That's the last I remember about Harry until I was five and I learned how to dream walk. He was the first one I walked to.
But wait I am jumping too far ahead.
I guess you know that Harry went to stay with our rather obnoxious aunt and uncle. I guess you are wondering where I went. Well I went to live with the people I still call mum and dad. Montague and Minerva McGonagall.
I guess you know my mum. She has been the professor of transfiguration for quite a long time and of course the assistant under uncle Dumbledore, and eventually headmistress.
My father you wouldn't know. You see Montague McGonagall was probably the most powerful wizard traveler of all time. I am pretty sure that Uncle Dumbledore said as much on several occasions.
Dad would travel to different dimensions, always causing deep distress to my mother. One day he found the Glace galaxy within the Tan (I think people here call it the fifth) Dimension. There dad found the Star Academy. Well they found him and although mum had continually begged him to teach at Hogwarts and he always refused he almost instantly took the teaching position offered at Star Academy.
He always said that the benefits were more interesting at Star. Not better but interesting. I always found that interesting.
Anyway. It was decided that I would go with the McGonagalls. I assume you know the prophecy, I mean everyone knows the prophecy. Well everyone felt it was best that we were split up. Everyone knew that the Potters had twins so if I went with the McGonagalls, rather publicly and Harry went to our aunt and uncle quietly it would be assumed that Harry was killed while I lived.
I still have no clue why we could not know about each other. Maybe they felt children did not know how to keep their mouths shut.
Well what else should I tell you so that you are kinda caught up? Well I loved magic for as long as I could remember and I understood magical concepts at a very young age. Here in En Dimension, the First Dimension, it is illegal for underage witches and wizards to cast spells. In Tan that is not the case and witches and wizards can start school at the age of three, if they have the potential. Guess what? I am sure you guessed it, let me explain why.
Well when I was two a star bird found me and attached itself to me. Shyla is very powerful. Star birds are shape-shifters with their natural forms being very close to the Phoenix of the En Dimension. They reincarnate as well but they can also cause one person a month to return from the dead as well.
Well it was because of her that Star Academy took interest in me and sent me a letter of acceptance to their school when I was three.
So I had a big head start, on a lot of things, over Harry.
My parents had no problem with me going to Star. And going to school in a different dimension was pretty interesting. Because I lived in En and went to school in Tan I had two wands. Here in En mom took me to Diagon Alley for my wand. There I was chosen by a beech wood wand with a dragon string core. It is a very reliable wand and I still have it to this day. In Tan dad took me to Parson Alley to obtain my wand. There, if you can believe this, because I still can't, a ebony wood wand with a Star bird feather core chose me. And yes it was one of Shyla's feathers.
Well now that you know about my wands I will tell you that I excelled at magic. When I turned five I actually learned a very complex form of magic called dream walking and this is when I was inadvertently reunited with Harry.
It wasn't until I was six that I finally understood who he was. When I turned seven I finally had the courage to ask my parents and they told me everything and said it was best not to tell Harry because he could not live with them and he was safer with our aunt and uncle.
For a long time I was sad but then I started becoming stronger and I learned how to pull him into dreams when I felt he needed help. It was also to help Harry that I decided to learn traveler magic, much to dad's excitement.
I could already shape-shift as well as Shyla so mom had been bragging quite a bit.
I think we are pretty much caught up now.
Are you ready to hear how I helped my big brother through his years at Hogwarts. Yes. I am quite proud of myself.
Let's see. How about we start when Harry got his letter from Hogwarts.
Okay everyone. Just this chapter will be in narration format the rest will be in present tense third person. Of course everything dealing with Hogwarts or Harry is all the work of someone else. You all know who. All the info dealing with Hazel is purely my creation and complete fiction. The book will mainly follow Hazel's time at Star Academy of Magical Practices from Harry's first year at Hogwarts to the end of the series. Of course she will interact with and help her brother at what I consider to be key points within the Harry Potter series.