Apocalypse: A Harry Potter Fanfic

* July 30, 1991, 11 years later*

I shot up from my bed breathing heavily as I try to calm myself down. Remembering the dream I just had I look to my left to see my younger brother in the same condition. This has been happening on and off for the past three years and we always have the same dream. It's always our mother being killed in front of us by that snake-like abomination, of course I know his name but he doesn't deserve that kind of repsect from me. I know that he's really just an abomination with a fractured soul.

Taking a few more deep breaths, I work my way over to Harry and start patting his back. "Thanks Ori" he says, still struggling to calm down. "No problem Harry, that's what I'm here for. I will always be there for you like I know you'll be there for me. We only have each other now, we have to take care of ourselves." He smiles and says "Of course bro nothing can ever stop us if we work together". Noticing that he's feeling better I sit on his bed and look around. The room we're in is not too small but not big enough for two growing boys either. Most of the space is occupied by our beds and the large trunks in front of them that contain the few items we do have. There's a nightstand near the window with a mirror attached to it and a lamp to light the room. Realising that we definitely weren't going to be sleeping again any time soon I head for the lamp.

As I approach the lamp I glance at the mirror and can't help but admire the handsome bloke staring back at me. Since we'll be 11 tomorrow I'm not very tall but still taller than Harry. Surprisingly my hair is still long, a little past my shoulders, and that deep abyss type of black and my facial features resemble a male version of Lily with a hint of James while Harry is basically James with a hint of Lily. The biggest surprise were my eyes. They were a deep blood-like crimson exactly like the ones I had in my past life. Looking at the rest of myself I silently praise how my body turned out. Seriously, I look like I should be on Teen Wolf or something. Looking forward to when my body m.a.t.u.r.es I turn around and walk back towards Harry's bed. Looking him in his deep black eyes I can't help but notice how much he looks like the little boy from the movies except way more athletic. For the past 11 years, as the older brother, I've mad sure that no one would ever be able to bully us again. I made sure to have him with me every time I would work out and even though he couldn't keep up in the end, he still stuck with it. Sometimes I envy his determination.

"So Harry, excited for tomorrow?" I ask, a little bit too excited myself. "Uhh duh haha, how could I not be? it's our fricking birthday!" he says with an obvious gleam in his eyes. "Well since you're so excited do you want to exchange gifts now or on the day?" "Sure let's do it!" So I go back to my bed and dig in my trunk for a second, grab his gift and head back to his bed where he's already waiting with a gift in his hand. As I hand him his, he hands me mine and we somehow manage to open them at the same time. Looking down at my gift I can't help but smile, he got me a necklace with a Dragon pendant. The Dragon was a deep red and was surrounded by lightning. I smile and look up only to see Harry jumping into my arms and giving me the fiercest hug he possibly could. "Thank you Ori, I love it. You're the best." Leaning back he looks at the gift with a happy expression and then goes to put them on as I do the same. I got him a pair of glasses almost identical to his old ones but smaller. The frame is black with a hint of purple with lightning bolts carved into it. He put them on and smiled at me "Perfect fit" he says beaming. I love how even though we got our scars in such a terrible way, we never let them put us down. In fact, lightning actually became our favorite elements. As weird as it sounds we would always sit on the roof during a thunderstorm, hoping to catch a glimpse of a stray bolt. So far no luck but we won't stop trying, it's kind of a tradition between us now.

With our gifts in their rightful place, we decide to get ready for the day since it was almost time to get up anyway. We usually get up before school anyway because we have a paper route. We also do other odd jobs like mowing and shoveling, anything anybody is willing to pay for really. How else could we afford anything? Ever since we came to number 4 Privet Drive to stay with our supposed family, the Dursleys, the only thing we received from them was food and Dudley's hand me downs. That boy is almost as big as a house. What do I look like wearing his circus tent of a shirt? So we immediately put in the work to get our own things, since it was obvious they wouldn't. But then came the problem... the big problem, Dudley. He was jealous that we were able to our own things so he tried to bully me out of my money. Was he stupid for that? H*ll yes, I beat him up so bad he had bruises for weeks, haha! But then after a few weeks when he healed he went after Harry. And that was even more stupid because he not only got a beating from Harry he got an even worse one from me, again. This ended putting him in the hospital for a few days and giving him a permanent lump on his c.h.e.s.t from having his collarbone broken too many times. I assume he never told his parents, out of fear of retribution because I told him I would be back if he did, but I think they know it was us because now we're basically ignored by the rest of the family. They don't make our plates when they eat but they leave the food in trays by our bedroom door. But while the food thing sucks, it is nice to not have to deal with all the nasty personalities. Especially Uncle Vernon, a huge piece of garbage in my opinion.Sometimes I just want to drop kick him in the face. That would be soooo satisfying.

Getting dressed, we grab our papers and head downstairs. There's nobody around so we head to the kitchen. We grab a couple granola bars and our water bottles and head outside to our bikes. After we finish getting ready, we head down the driveway and I turn right while he goes left. After school we head out to our other jobs before heading home to catch dinner. We weren't worried about them getting mad at how late it was, so we didn't rush and by the time we got home dinner was over for them. Harry and I head upstairs and notice the trays on the floor in front of the door. Picking them up we head into the room and close and lock the door. In our room, we eat our food while telling eachother about our day and putting the money we earned together and stashing it. After dinner we're completely exhausted so we go bathe, separately, and get ready for bed. It's takes a while for me to got to sleep because tomorrow is the day. The day we turn 11 and get our letters from Hogwarts.