Chapter 1
Harry's sister
Everyone was sitting at the table eating their dinner when there was a knock at the door.
"That'll be Dumbledore. He said he needed to talk to us" said Mrs Weasley and she walked to the door of no. 12, Grimmauld Place.
She came back shortly with Albus Dumbledore and a young girl who looked about fifteen. She was wearing jeans that were ripped at the ends and a plain t-shirt. They also noticed that she wasn't wearing any shoes. She looked a lot like Lilly, though they couldn't tell since she was wearing dark shades and they couldn't see her eyes. She looked worried.
"May I ask, Dumbledore, who is this?" asked Mrs. Weasley, standing with her arms folded and wondering whether she could trust this fifteen year old girl.
"This is Emma," Dumbledore replied, and she gave a shy smile and a wave. "She is another key to getting rid of Voldemort" he added, ignoring everyone who flinched.
"How?" Asked Harry, curious.
"You didn't tell him?" Asked Emma. She turned her head to Dumbledore but then she seemed to realize something because she added "Of course, you of all people.
"Why don't you tell him then Emma?" Suggested Dumbledore.
"I don't think I have a choice in the matter anyway. You're obviously not going to. Harry," She paused for a moment, then said slowly "I'm your sister" she said the last bit and Harry's jaw dropped.
"How..." he asked, unable to complete his question. Emma sighed.
"How long have you kept him in the dark Dumbledore? I thought you told him everything; he does have a right to know! Honestly, you are determined to make my life even more like hell than it already is," She said and then turned to Harry. "When I was about 2 months old, a vampire broke into Mum and Dad's house and kidnapped me. Dumbledore was able to get me back, but I had already changed. I was too dangerous to go back home so he took me into care, and I began to gain control over my thirst for blood. Dumbledore sent a letter to Mum and Dad to explain everything. Soon I went back into their care, but two days later… well, you know. Dumbledore was forced to take me back. I couldn't go with you to Muggle home, Harry, because I still couldn't control my thirst that well and… well… Dumbledore had to put some enchantments on me till I could. I lived at Hogwarts and, when you first came there, I was to keep an eye on you. I am afraid I have put at least one of you under some spell in order to keep you alive and figure it out almost by yourselves." Emma ended her story with a shudder and took off her glasses. Her eyes, instead of being hazel or green, were golden around the pupils. She blinked a couple times, and then stopped altogether.
"So, you're a vampire?" asked Hermione uncertainly.
"Unfortunately, yes" Emma replied.
"When did you put spells on us?" asked Ron almost self-consciously and Emma smiled.
"I put Hermione under one so she would get the book of light, I put an idea in her head so she would know about the serpent, and I also made her want to do extra lessons so she would get the time turner. I put Ron under one when it came to the chess so he had to make the sacrifice, err, I also bewitched the car to come to you whenever you would need it, and I snapped your wand so the spell would backfire on Lockheart. I put Harry under one so he would find that mirror, I also put Professor McGonagall under one so you would be on the Quidditch team because you were really good and it wouldn't do any good if you were expelled. I also made Riddle's diary to show you that memory. Also, I made you fight the Dementors over the lake. I placed a memory in your head. That's about it" she said and then quickly put her glasses back on. She was starting to dazzle George. Little did she know that he was not simply dazzled by her, but he was, in fact, falling in love with her.
Suddenly, her hand flew to her throat with blinding speed. "Dumbledore, I have to go" she whispered and ran out of the room at light speed.
"What was that all about?" asked Fred, looking stunned by her fast movements.
"It's been four days, she has to hunt. She tries to hunt as little as possible because she doesn't like killing the animals. " Dumbledore explained this calmly, as if it were an everyday thing.
"So she drinks animal blood, not human?" asked Mrs. Weasley wearily.
"Yes, she is quite an amazing creature. She hasn't killed a human once, even when she was new," Said Dumbledore as Emma came back in, looking at her feet and walking at human speed.
"There is no need to be embarrassed dear" said Mrs. Weasley kindly and Emma looked up. "You can move in with Hermione" she added and Harry felt Emma's eyes widen.
"You'll let me stay here?" she asked with astonishment.
"Of course, why would you not be welcome?" asked Mr. Weasley.
"Would you like the list in chronological or alphabetical order?" she asked with a faint smile.
"I think I'll skip the list all together" said George.
"It sounds like a long one" Fred added. Emma laughed and nodded.
"Here, I'll show where it is" said Hermione, hopping up. Everyone had abandoned their dinner, and Ron and Harry followed her with Emma trailing behind them.
As they passed the hallway, Sirius's mother starting screeching her head off.
Emma ignored the people who came to shut the curtains and said quite calmly "If you please, Mrs. Black, I would like you to be quiet" and, to everyone's surprise, she stopped screeching.
"Oh course, dear" she said and shut the curtains herself. Emma smiled.
"Thanks" she said and followed the others upstairs, leaving everyone apart from Dumbledore speechless.
When they finally got up all of the stairs and into Hermione's bedroom, the questions started.
"Can you tell us what it's like to be a vampire, please?" said Hermione and Emma nodded.
"Sure, well, for most vampires it's like Christmas came early. I've met a couple of vampire's who hunt more than they need to because they love the taste of human blood. Of course, we still need human food to go into our bodies, but we need the blood to run in our veins. I don't drink human blood because the thought of someone else's life in my veins, it just makes me want to throw up. Also, we can have up to ten extra powers, but this is very rare. Many vampires have none. I am very lucky. I have nine." She smiled slightly.
"What 'extra powers' do you have" asked Ron wearily.
"I can read minds, create a shield to stop most spells from hitting us, I can see people's soul mates, I can see anyone's past, I can see anywhere I want in the present, I can see the future, I can make myself or anyone else invisible, and I can change myself into any animal I want as long as I have seen it firsthand" She replied.
"Ooo, can you change into an animal now please?" asked Hermione.
"Sure" Emma replied and her eyes glazed over. She dropped on her hands and knees and fur was sprouting up all over her body. Soon, where once Emma had been, there was a lioness. She padded over to Hermione and rubbed against her leg with a very loud purr.
Ron laughed and Emma changed back.
Suddenly, there was a crack and everyone but Emma jumped.
"Good evening Fred, George" she said calmly without turning around.
"How did you know it was us?" they asked and she spun around with blinding speed.
"She can see the future!" Ron blurted out and the twins looked amazed.
"It's not that good… " she blushed and George rolled his eyes.
"You seriously don't see yourself clearly" he said but Emma wasn't listening, her eyes were glazed over. At first Harry thought she was going to faint but then she said "Don't go down stairs, Mrs. Weasley is crying again over Percy. Oh, and don't do that. It will only make it worse," she said the last bit to Fred and George.
"What?" asked Harry.
"They were going to tell Mrs. Weasley that Percy was a dingbat and doesn't deserve to be called a Weasley" she said.
"She really is psychic" said Fred in awe.
"Do you have a scar like Harry's?" asked Ron and she nodded. She pulled down her sleeve slightly to reveal the lightning bolt scar on her shoulder.
"Wow" said the Weasleys.
"Not really" she shrugged.
"How come it's there and not on your forehead" Harry asked, slightly annoyed. How come she could hide it and he couldn't?
"Well, Voldemort..." everyone but Harry and Emma gasped at the name but they both ignored it. After all, they were used to it, "… aimed at you first then, he obviously wanted to kill me as well and aimed at me while he faded away."
"Whoa" chorused the twins and Emma smiled weakly. The she frowned.
"No more questions." She said bluntly, clenching her hands into fists.
"Why?" Ron whined.
"Well I need to hunt and don't take this wrong but, you lot smell so unbelievably good," She groaned.
"Not offended!" said Hermione brightly.
"See ya!" Emma said and turned to face the window.
"The window?" asked Harry, taking his brotherly role almost instantly and Emma rolled her eyes.
"Vampire, remember, good at supernatural things" and, with that, she jumped out the window and ran into the night.
AN: I hope you like this story. Please review!!!
Beta: Thank you, Tina Cullen.
