It was a dark, stormy night in early morning. Heavy rain poured down relentlessly as Albus Dumbledore and Minerva McGonagall walked through the quiet streets of Little Whinging.
Suddenly, a loud roaring sound filled the air. Professor Severus Snape arrived in a flying car, landing smoothly despite the heavy downpour. Beside him sat his wife. In her arms, she carefully held two newborn twin babies.
Without a word, they placed the infants on the doorstep of Number 4, Privet Drive — the home of Vernon and Petunia Dursley. A small note was tucked into the blanket.
A Few Years Later...
Young Dudley Dursley was drinking milk from his mother's Bo*bs when Petunia suddenly said, "Wake up, Harry Potter! Wake up, Healen Potter!"
In the dark, cramped cupboard under the stairs, two small boys stirred. Harry Potter and his twin brother, Healen Potter, woke up to another miserable day.
Vernon Dursley stomped over and used a bit of accidental magic (or perhaps a hidden enchanted object) to magically fix the broken cupboard door with a sharp flick of his hand. "Stay quiet, you freaks!" he snarled.
That night, after finishing their chores, Harry and Healen lay quietly in the cupboard under the stairs. They had seen something strange earlier that day.
Uncle Vernon had never taught the twins any magic — not even the smallest spell. But he had proudly shown his son Dudley how to do a simple trick: changing a stick into a flower with a wave of his hand. Harry and Healen had watched silently while working in the kitchen. The flower had bloomed brightly for a moment before Vernon quickly hid it.
Later that night, Harry suddenly woke up with a terrible headache. He clutched his scar and groaned in pain.
"Harry? What happened?" Healen whispered, shaking his brother gently.
"I had a strange dream," Harry said, breathing hard. "There was a big ship broken in pieces… and a huge shark was eating someone."
Healen rubbed his eyes. "Don't worry about that. It was just a nightmare. Go back to sleep."
The Next Morning – Deep in the Forbidden Forest
A loud chopping sound echoed through the trees. It was Hagrid, the half-giant, cutting wood with his enormous axe. Sweat glistened on his broad chest as he swung the blade again and again.
Suddenly, a beautiful young girl came running toward him. She threw her arms around Hagrid in a tight hug.
"What happened, Seesimi?" Hagrid asked in his deep, gruff voice.
"Mom asked me to come," the girl replied. "She wants you to bring more wood for the fire."
Seesimi turned to help her brother with the logs. As she worked, Hagrid's wife stepped out of their small hut. She had just finished bathing. She stood at an impressive 6 feet 5 inches tall, with a powerful, curvy figure and large breasts that strained against her simple dress.
Hagrid looked up and grinned. He walked over to her slowly. "What happened, love?" she asked softly.
Without answering, Hagrid gently touched her waist and pulled her close for a deep kiss. One of his massive hands slowly slid down to squeeze her ass, while the other hand press is mountain bo*bs. A single drop of milk leaked from her nipple and fell onto the wooden floor.
Just then — Knock! Knock! — there was a sharp sound at the door.