Okay, this is the third time I'm redoing this story. I was going to put it up for adoption, but I decided I would continue to write this story, but hopefully have quicker updates. I'm so sorry for the inconvenience. Thank you for staying with me.- Neon Acid

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or Harry Potter.

I looked at my dull appearance in the mirror: brown eyes, brown hair. How boring? Yes, my Bella Swan appearance is very boring, but my real self isn't. You're not Bella Swan? Nope, I'm Valerie Arabella Potter, twin sister to Harry Potter and other chosen one. You're not going to marry Edward and have his half-vampire, half-human child? No, Edward broke up with me in the forest last week, besides I'm blissfully single.

I said a spell to change my appearance. The dull brown hair soon turned into pin-straight, raven hair falling at my shoulder blades. The boring brown eyes turned into piercing, emerald green eyes. I had an ivory skin tone complexion with few curves. I became a few inches shorter, making me a short 5'2". I'm actually fifteen instead of eighteen. I pulled out my Valerie clothes and makeup. I put on a grey tank-top with a black jacket over it. I slid on my black skinny jeans and black converses. I applied a thick layer of black eyeliner on my eyes with a touch of mascara. I put a white headband on, packed my trunk, and walked downstairs.

"Charlie, I want to go home." I told Charlie. Charlie is actually a squib working for Dumbledore. He looked up from the TV, which was on some sports channel.

"Val, are you sure?" Charlie asked me.

"I'm positive, Charlie." I said, and he got up.

"I'll contact Dumbledore while you bring your stuff down here." Charlie said, walking into the kitchen. I trudged up the stairs. I saw my owl, Scarlet, sitting in her cage. Her black feathers were pressed down and wet. I walked over to the cage.

"Scarlet, where have you been?" I said to her, patting her wet feathers while she nipped at my fingers. I laughed a bit in the back of my throat.

"Well, Scarlet, we are going back to Hogwarts!" I said to her in a cheerful tone. She hooted along with excitement. I picked up my very heavy trunk and Scarlet's cage. I stumbled back down the stairs with all my belongings.

"Charlie, I brought everything down!" I called out. I shoved my hands in my pockets, and found my iPod touch. My pink earbuds were in the earbud socket. I looked at what I had on it. My Chemical Romance...Paramore...Green Day... the usual.

"Valerie, I just got called into the station. I contacted Dumbledore for you. Have a safe trip back, and come back whenever you want. Goodbye, Valerie," Charlie said, quickly running out of the door. I sighed and sat on my trunk. I tapped my fingers on the sides of the trunk. How long was it going to be before Dumbledore sends someone to fetch me? I heard a crackling pop outside. A knock came from the door seconds after. I hopped up and opened the door.

"Well, well, well. Valerie Potter, our best friend. We've come to fetch you." A red head twin, George, said.

"Fred, George!" I shrieked, wrapping my arms around them.

"Valerie!" They both screamed. I untangled my arms from them.

"So, Miss Potter, we need to go, so get your trunk and owl, and let's get out of here." Fred said. I picked up my trunk and Scarlet, and latched on the boys' arms. I felt being apparated.

"Where are we?" I asked. 11...13?

"Where's 12?" I asked the twins.

"Shh, mate," George said as the buildings began to move. 12 popped right in its place between 11 and 13.

"Wicked," I whispered.

"Yes, Val, it is wicked." Fred said. We walked up the stairs into the 12th building. We passed down a creepy, dusty hallway. Fred and George apparated my things up to my room. At the end of the hallway, I saw Mrs. Weasley standing at the end.

"Well, it's about time Valerie got here, boys." Mrs. Weasley said, smiling.

"How are you, Valerie dear? You're sharing a room with Ginny and Hermione. The boys will show you." She said, quickly. I just merely nodded. The boys apparated us into the room.

"Valerie!" Hermione shrieked, locking me into her death grip of doom.

"'Mione! Can't breathe!" I said, gasping for breath. She unlocked her arms from my neck.

"I'm so happy you're back! Harry's not back yet!" She said quickly. I sat on the bed and listened to them all talk. Then a boy with raven hair opened the door.

Was that any good? I have no idea when the next chapter will come out. But just think of it like this more reviews and favorites= quicker updates, 'Kay? Thanks for bearing with me!- Neon Acid