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Disclaimer- I do not own Harry Potter. But I do own a picture of me that my 7 year old cousin drew.
Chapter one
The boy sitting in my living room!
(Harry)
I was sitting inside Professor Dumbledore's office on a cold wooden seat, with three members of the Order of the Phoenix behind me, feeling very uncomfortable. I looked round at my Godfather Sirius. He gave me a reassuring smile and he looked down at his watch to check the time. Suddenly the door opened and the old feeble form of Professor Dumbledore appeared, who walked up to his desk and sat down.
"Thank you for coming at such short notice." Dumbledore said sitting down in the big wooden seat that was placed behind his desk. "I have some vital news that most of you in this room will already know about."
At once, everyone in the room looked at each other, knowing exactly what Dumbledore was talking about. Except me.
"Are you sure it's time that Harry knew about this?" Lupin asked.
"Harry is perfectly old enough to understand. He's fourteen," Dumbledore said.
"Understand what?" I asked, still very confused.
"We haven't entirely been truthful to you over the years, Harry." Moody said, looking at me with his glass eye.
"You weren't the only one who survived the night of your parent's death, there was another, Harry. You…you have a sister." Sirius said, his hand tightly squeezing my shoulder.
I looked down at my lap in disbelief. Why hadn't anyone told me I had a sister? A sister, for crying out loud!
Who was she? What did she look like? How old is she? Was she safe? Did Voldemort know?
"What do you mean, I have a sister? Why didn't anyone tell me?" I shouted at them. Dumbledore opened a draw on his desk and pulled out a few photos. Dumbledore handed me them.
"This is your sister Harry. Her name is Jessica and she is fourteen. The last time I saw her was when she was six." he told me.
I looked at the photos; the first one was of a five year old girl with light brown hair tired in to a bun, dressed in a pink a ballet uniform trying to look like a ballerina by balancing on one foot while smiling. The second was off a thirteen year old girl with long curly brown hair, with a guitar on her lap strumming it away. I couldn't look at anymore. I was disgusted about the fact that they hadn't told me about this earlier.
"Why were we separated?" I asked quietly, mostly looking at Sirius.
"Your mother wanted Jessica sent away for her own protection if anything happened to her and your father, so she had her sent to her old best friend from her first school, so when you parents were killed she was adopted by the family." Sirius explained to me.
"But we are worried that some Death eaters have found out where she is so we need get her somewhere its safe." Lupin informed me. "And soon."
(Jess)
It was the middle of a very long school day, and I was sitting in a maths class falling asleep as I had only got 3 hours of sleep the night before. My boyfriend Luke jabbed me in the arm to wake me up. He pointed at the board to show me what the work was.
"Did you get any sleep last night?" Luke asked me, having already completed the work set.
"A little. I think." I told him, trying to work out the work on the board.
"Look, I'm worried about you; you haven't had any sleep all week!" he scolded.
"Look, I will go to bed early, ok? I promise." I snapped, rubbing my eyes. The bell sounded for end of lesson, so there was the usual scuffle as everyone got up and put all the stuff in there bags.
"Look I have to go to football training, hun, I'll see you later." Luke said, kissing me on the head and walking off.
On the way home from school, my friend Jemma and I were talking about the episode of Waterloo Road that was on the previous night.
"I can't believe she had an affair with him! She is such a slag." I told Jemma while checking my emails on my phone.
Jemma nudged me with her elbow and points at a weird old man with a long white beard walking towards my house.
"Who's the freak over there and why is he walking towards your house?" she asked, laughing most of the time.
"Dunno, maybe he's like, one of my parent's friends but believe me I'm not talking to him." I informed her.
"I have to go, see you tomorrow."
"See you" I said, waving.
I got out my ear phones and put them in, and walked off with Jessie J blasting out. When I reached my front door, I got out the key and unlocked the door. I walked in and dumped my bag on the floor.
"Hi Mum." I yelled as I still had my ear phones in. I walked into the living room, expecting it to be full of my little brothers watching Spongebob Squarepants, but instead there was a teenage boy aged about 15, with black messy hair and green eyes, sitting there smiling goofily at me.
"Hi I'm Harry, Harry Potter." he said.
Huh?
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