Harry Potter and the Legend of the Crystal Girl

On the other side of the world, Harry Potter was sitting on a swing in the park near his aunt's house. Dudley and his gang were at the bottom of the park beating up another bunch of eight year olds, a little girl; only about eleven was on the ground crying as they pulled her hair, teased her and pinched her sweets. Harry sighed in aggravation as watched. He very much wanted to go down there and teach them a thing or two but they would just get her when he wasn't around. The little girl ran from them and they laughed at her as she tripped over a wire they had set up, they laughed harder when they saw her crying harder and bleeding. Harry didn't know what happened next, maybe he apparated he was not sure, but somehow he was kneeling in front of the girl. Dudley and his gang had gone quite, but Harry could tell that they were moving backwards quickly. He looked at them, the anger in his expression sent them running and he looked back at the girl.

"Are you okay?" he asked, her pretty face lifted up to meet his, her exotic blue eyes captured his gaze and her long, wavy black hair fell out of her face showing pale skin and unnaturally red lips.

"Yes, thank you." She hesitated as Harry picked her up, his hands holding her gently at the waist. She smoothed out the creases in her jade green robe and picked a stone off of her flat, slipper like jade green shoes.

"Are you an angel?" she asked, while examining her bleeding hands, the fingerless gloves where ripped. Harry was about to answer when another girl stopped next to the girl he had helped, she too wore the same robe as the girl next to her, a mini dress with belt on the hips, knotted at the right and the rest of it hanging by the side. The same slipped like shoes and a simple golden headdress. The same skin and hair colour, same shoulder guards and cloak on the left and same sheathed dagger on the left. Only the colours was different, the girl he helped had exotic blue eyes and jade green outfit while the other had exotic jade green eyes and blue outfit. Twins.

Both girls smiled and went to the edge on the park, picking up the headdress that was on the grass as they went. Harry shook his head stunned, odd that, he some how apparated with out knowing how and then twins in oriental ceremonial outfits that had daggers with red scabbards and golden handles. Pondering on his unusual apparation, he walked to his aunt's house as the clock chimed seven, not knowing that lurking in the shadow of a tree, cloaked in black was his nemesis watching the whole event.

Harry opened the door of Number Four, Privet Drive, to find uncle Vernon standing right there in front of him, his face purple with anger, quivering with his teeth bared menacingly at him.

"Evening Uncle," Harry muttered as he tried to get to the stairs.

"WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING?" thundered his uncle.

"Out the way," responded Harry in a monotone voice, groaning inwardly at what was going to happen. He was about to tell his uncle that he was not to blame about what happened and that he didn't know how to do what he had done when someone knocked on the door.