Hello readers! Thank you for clicking on my fanfiction. I have to warn you, this is my first fanfiction or free-willed piece ever, so it will probably start out super cringy and stuff. Also, English is not my first language, so feel free to correct my grammar and leave constructive comments.
Thank you for clinking even though my cover was edited horribly. I take a computer class and I can't edit a motherfreaking cover together. Point to me for failing again!
Also, I will be doing a mashup of the books and movies. The plot will mainly follow the books, but if there is a part in the movies I liked a lot, I'll add that in as well.
One more thing, Rayne is pronounced as Rain, like Reyna without the a. Thank you! Happy Reading!
Warning: mentions of child abuse
The picture above is the color I imagine her eyes turning.
Disclaimer: All rights to almost all characters and all settings go to JK Rowling. All I own is Rayne and some other OCs.
^^I did that, now don't report me. I've had my stuff taken down to many times to count so please-
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"kýma," said the girl sitting on the rusty old swing set.
To any normal person, seeing her there would have been a shock. Not because she was sitting in a deserted playground at 6:30 in the morning. Not because the puddle of muddy water in front of her was moving, and there was no breeze. But rather, because of the glowing green eyes. After all, glowing eyes was something that only happened in the movies.
A small smile came to her face, but a frown quickly replaced it. She had never been one to settle with mediocre. She knew she could do much, much more, but she couldn't if she didn't focus. The rising sun made the metal structures glint brightly into her eyes, and the birds were chirping loudly.
Rayne Potter sat up straighter and glared at the puddle. She took a deep breath and willed the water to move again, this time without words.
Slowly, a stream of water rose from the puddle. It kept rising, until she seriously doubted there had been that much water in the puddle to begin with.
By now, the water was twirling around her, and she was grinning broadly, eyes glowing green. She kept working with the puddle for what she assumed to be about two hours, even managing to stir up a small hurricane. By then she was physically and mentally exhausted.
The sun warmed Rayne's bones as she collapsed onto the swing. She sat there and soaked in the sunshine, relishing every second of the midsummer sun beating down on her skin. She could have stayed there all day, with the suns rays beating down on her and the birds and breeze creating a softly sung song in the background. But she couldn't. In just a few minutes time, she would have to get up and make the short trek back to Number 4, Privet Drive if she wished to make it through the morning without taking a rolling pin to the head.
Rayne stood and made sure the limey glow had faded from her eyes and she straightened her appearance. A small pink flower was wrapping itself around her ankle, and she bent down and picked it for her brother, and put a different blue one that suddenly appeared into her hair. With a soft sigh and longing gaze at the father pushing his daughter on the swing while the mother swung beside her daughter, Rayne started to the Dursleys house.
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Rayne had arrived a moment too late, seeing as Petunia Dursley was already banging on the door of the cupboard under the stairs. Rayne's blonde giraffe of an aunt opened her mouth to start yelling at the cupboard一telling Rayne that Aunt Petunia hadn't seen her yet一so she quickly cut her aunt off, "I'll wake him."
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The Curse of the Stone丨H. Potter Twin
Fanfiction❝Maybe she is small, but she hides a raging storm inside." ⥺⭄⥺⭄ Rayne Potter has grown up with bruised knuckles and bloody knees, her twin brother named Harry beside her. And she has always known the world had it out for the two of them. To their le...
