Prologue

Elena's Story

Isn't it strange how life changes no matter how hard you want things to stay the same? That's what happened with me. I was a very happy girl. I had two amazing parents and one annoying little brother. I had my friends and it seemed like everything would be wonderful forever. Then I got a letter.

It was the morning of my eleventh birthday. I got up and went downstairs for breakfast with my family, only to see my mother sitting at the table, looking sad.

"Mom," I said, startled by her sad face. "What's wrong?"

"I have a couple of things to tell you, Elena." She said, hesitantly. "First of all, you're adopted, second, you've just gotten a letter accepting you to a school called Hogwarts, and third, you have a twin brother." I was shocked. Adopted? School? Twin? I sat down in the nearest chair with a thump.

"We aren't really related?" Was all I could muster.

"Actually, we are." Mom said, "You're my niece. Your birth mother, Lily, was my cousin, but her parents raised me as their daughter. She was an amazing, talented, and beautiful woman. I must say, you look more like your father, James, except for your eyes. They are the exact replica of Lily's."

"I have a twin?"

"Yes, his name is Harry. He will be going to the same schoo as you in the fall. Hogwarts is a school for talented people. Someone will be coming to take you to Engand to properly explain in a couple of days. I want you to know that you are to come home every summer. We raised you and consider us to be your parents. Nothing will ever change that." I smiled and hugged her.

"I will always love you, too." I said to her. At that moment, Dad and Jeremy came in, carrying huge presents and my birthday breakfast. I made sure to spend extra time with both of them that day.

A couple of days late there was a knock at the door. I opened it to find an extremely old man standing there. I immediatly invited him in.

"Miss Gilbert?" He asked, I nodded. "I am Professor Dumbledore, Headmaster at Hogwarts. I've come to take you to get your supplies and get you settled so you can get ready for school.

"Thank you, sir." I said, just as mom walked into the room.

"Professor," Mom said, "I see you've come to get Elena."

"Yes, I assure you she will be returning next summer." Dumbledore said. My mom nodded and I left the house with Dumbledore. The next few years were a blur to me. I was sorted into Gryffindor, along with Harry Potter, who happened to be my twin, Hermione Granger, who became my best friend, and an obnoxious jerk named Ronald Weasley.

Learning magic at Hogwarts was fun, as well as dangerous. As was learning my family history. It wasn't commonly known that Harry Potter's twin sister had survived the night that Voldemort attacked, but survive I did. Harry got that scar on his forehead from being attacked, but mine was on my chest, right over my heart, so nobody ever saw it. At the end of first year, Dumbledore told Harry I was his twin sister. That was the year Harry tried to save the sorceror's stone.

I went home that summer with loads to tel mom and dad. They both seemed pleased with my acheivements, tying for first with Hermione, and meeting Harry. My second year was probably the scariest, but I did spend most of it petrified as Hermione and I saw the basilisk in a mirror. Third year, Harry, Hermione and I freed the innocent Sirius Black, Harry's and my Dogfather, from the Dementors. Fourth year was when Harry and I came out of the Goblet of Fire. How that happened no one could say, but we competed and the two of us won, but we were tricked. The Triwizard Cup had been turned into a portkey and we were taken to a cemetary.

We were tied down and forced to watch as Peter Pettigrew took our blood and used it in a ceremony to bring Voldemort back to life. Then I was held down by two of the most vile men while Voldemort taunted Harry. Suddenly Harry was free and running for me. We grabbed hands, summoned the portkey and went back to the school.

I barely have any memories from the rest of that night. I remember waking up in the hospital, with Harry waiting for me to awaken. He then explained what had happened that night, and affirmed that Voldemort really was back. He also informed me that the Ministry was being difficult and that things were going to be very different.

Fifth year was the year of the Bitch at Hogwarts. Harry and I both got kicked off of the Quiddich teams, along with my then boyfriend Fred Weasley and his twin George. We also took our OWLs, which Harry,Hermione and I all got top scores. At the end of the fifth year,Dumbledore informed us that life would probably be much safer for me in Mystic Falls for the next year. Harry promised me that at the end of the year, he would come and get me.

That brings me to today. I can't sleep, again. I dreamt about the graveyard, the accident, Klaus and everything bad that has happened in the past year. Of everything in my life, finding out that I'm a doppelganger, on top of being a wizard, one of two people in the world who can kill an evil bastard, and a vampire's girlfriend, was nothing.