A girl with long slightly wavy ginger hair, bright green eyes and a lightning shaped scar on her forehead which was covered by her fringe sat on the edge of her bed, just sitting not doing anything. Her room was the smallest in the orphanage she has lived in since she was one and she rarely left it. She never spoke, and when she did it normally causes someone pain, the staff couldn't explain it.
An old man with a long silver beard and long silver hair stood outside the girl's bedroom door with a member of staff from the orphanage. "you won't get much out of her Mr. Dumbledore, she never speaks and she does odd things that are unexplainable, she talks in her sleep to; always the same words "he's after me, I must hide" and two very strange words "Avada Kedavra" we were thinking of sending somewhere to help her, we don't even know her surname" the staff said.
"I can explain everything to her" Dumbledore said.
The bearded man walked in and closed the bedroom door behind him. The girl didn't move from her position and carried on staring straight at the wall. "I'm sorry if I'm intruding" Dumbledore said.
At this the girls head looked up and over to the man. "You're a doctor aren't you?" the girl asked.
"No I am a professor" Dumbledore said kindly.
"I don't believe you, they want me looked at, they think I'm different" the girl said, her eyes never leaving the stranger.
Dumbledore was surprised at the way she spoke to him after all Tom Riddle said the exact same thing. "Well perhaps they are right" he said.
"I'm not mad" the girl said firmly
"Hogwarts isn't a place for mad people. Hogwarts is a school, for magic" Dumbledore stated.
"You're like me? You do magic" the girl said, hopeful.
"Yes, you can do things can't you Emily?" Dumbledore said.
The girl didn't like being called Emily, it wasn't her true name but she still answered "I can make people hurt, if I want, when I want" she could do more things but felt if this was another trick she better frighten him away.
"Emily, I have a few questions for you" Dumbledore began.
'Emily' looked at him suspiciously "like what?" she asked cautiously.
"What is your surname? Why don't you talk to anyone?" Dumbledore asked, of course he would want to know her surname, most people do.
"I tell no one my name, he is after me. I was tricked once, they came for me. I'm not fooling for it again" 'Emily' stated looking back at the wall again.
"Tricked by whom?" Dumbledore asked.
"Death eaters, a man named Macneir came. Told me he was good, asked me what my surname was. I told him, the next day 12 Death Eaters came" 'Emily' explained, still looking at the wall.
"Well you can trust me, I would never tell anyone your surname if you don't want" Dumbledore said, 'Emily' looked deep into his eyes.
She could see; pain, sorrow, guilt, trust and truth. "Strange, you have trust in your eyes" she said finally, it was unusual to see trust and truth together in someone's eyes. After a while Dumbledore realized she wouldn't tell him yet.
"At Hogwarts you will learn how to control your magic as well as use it" Dumbledore said.
"I already can control it" she replied.
"At my school, you will be safe, Voldemort won't be able to find you" Dumbledore said trying to convince her. 'Emily' looked at Dumbledore suspiciously deciding whether or not to believe him.
She sighed "ok, I'll come" she said.
"Good here is your list, I'll send my friend Hagrid to take you to get your supplies" Dumbledore said, handing her a letter and getting up.
"My real name is Kendra Lily Potter" Emily admitted.
"Potter?" Dumbledore asks turning around.
"Yes, Harry Potter's twin. I tried to protect him, I knocked out Voldemort, sent a patronus but help got here too late. I should have kept an eye on Voldemort, then he wouldn't have given me and Harry our scars and escaped." Kendra said sadly.
"It's not your fault Kendra, how did you produce such advanced magic when you where just one years old? Why do you use a fake name?" Dumbledore asked.
"Voldemort is still after me, I have to hide. I spoke as soon as I was born, I cast my first spell when I was a week old, I don't know how I can perform so much magic" Kendra explained.
"If Voldemort gets a hold of you will he kill you?" Dumbledore asked, worried for the child.
"The Death Eaters said, if I refuse his offer he will kill me. So yes he will kill me" Kendra admitted but didn't sound too bothered.
"Very well, I can assure you Hogwarts is very safe. Harry will be with Hagrid to get your school supplies tomorrow" Dumbledore said, glad to know she won't become a Death Eater.
Dumbledore turned to leave again. "I'm a fluent parstlemouth too, ever since I was little before Voldemort tried to kill us. The snakes would find me, whisper things. I know that's not normal" Kendra added. Dumbledore paused, taking in what she just said and continued to leave.
Only people related directly to Salazar Slytherin or are dark wizards can be parstlemouth's, which one is she? If she's related to Slytherin does that mean Harry is to? Dumbledore's thoughts kept whizzing round in his head.