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Hello, my name is Isabelle Green. I have long brown hair and blue eyes. I live at Number Five, Privet Drive in Little Whinging, right across the road from my best friend Harry Potter. I'm eleven years old today on the 31st of July along with Harry, we share the same birthday. I live with my mum Lisa Green and my dad John Green. I have known Harry since I was a baby because his aunt and uncle think I might be a good influence on him. Harry and I always have fun together ecpecially today because he always spends his birthdays at my house because his aunt and uncle don't even say Happy Birthday to him. We tell each other everything. He even told me about the time on Dudley's birthday when he thinks he accedentily made the glass to the snake cage go away after talk ing with the snake. He thought I would think he was crazy but I don't, he is still my best friend and always will be. We also go to primairy school together and I always tell off the people who make fun of him. Harry is not weird he is just treated badly by the only faily he has left. I wish his mom and dad would not of died. I'm sure they would of treated him the right way with love and everything.
Harry and I are currently eating a big Birthday Lunch in my kitchen wiht my mum and dad. It was all of our favorites. Homemade pizza and french fries with gummy worms and chocolate ice cream. We always have this on our birthday, it's a tradition. As I was helping myself to my second handful of gummy worms an owl came flying in through our open window. Harry and I screamed while mum and dad just went kindly over to the owl and took something off of it's leg. Harry and I shared a glance of 'What the heck?' whiel mum and dad sat down and looked at us both very seriously.
'Mum? Dad? What's that?' I asked refering the the letters in mum's hands. Harry just nodded his head while continuing to eat some french fries.
'Well honey we need to tell you somehting, you too Harry,' she said looking scared yet kinda of excited.
Harry and I held hands under the table like we always did whenever we got scared or nervouse. Mum continued not waiting for a response from either of us.
'We have kept a secret from you Isabelle, and you too Harry. What I hold in my hand is a letter to each of you stating that you are both welcomed to attend Hogwarts September first. Hogwarts is a school for witches and wizards. You Isabelle are a witch and you Harry are a wizard. Isabelle, your father and I are both wizards too. Harry, you mother and father were also wizards. We went to school at Hogwarts with your parents Lily and James. We never told you two because we weren't sure if you were also going to be wizards or not. But you are for these letters' proves it.' She let out a big breath as she finished and looked to dad as though asking if she did a good job explaining.
My mind was racing but all my thoughts stopped when Harry breathed out 'You knew my parents?' I gave his hand a reasurring squezze and my mother smiled a little bit.
'Yes I did. Your mother and I were best friends for our seven years at Hogwarts. I actually helped your father plan out how to propose to Lily. When Lily and I became pregnant with you two at the same time we were exstatic. Imagine our suprise when you both were born on the same day. Their deaths were a great loss to us. You see the Dursleys' told you your parents died in an auto wreck. But that is a lie. You see back then a dark wizard was trying to control the world. Lord Voldemort is what we refer to him as. There was one thing standing in his way, you. So one night he went to your house to kill you but your mother and father put up a fight and lost their lives in the process. But your mother is the reason your alive today Harry. Now you have that scar on your forehead as a reminder of what Voldemort tried to do to you.' She said wiping a single tear from her cheek as Harry had a single finger tracing his lightning blot shaped scar. 'But we can stroll down memory lane another time for right now we have some shopping to do.'
I looked at Harry confused who mirrored my expression right back. 'Shopping?' I spoke for the first time since they explained who we really are. Wizards. That is going some getting use to. My mothers smile returned and it made me happy just to see her smile.
'Yes, shopping. You see since not everyone in the world is a wizard or witch there is a special place to get all the stuff you will need to go to Hogwarts. It's called Diagon Alley. Everything there is magical. Your father and I will be taking you both there to get your stuff so hurry and finish your lunch and will leave.'
Almost imedeitly Harry and I began eating in a hury excited to go to Diagon Alley. My brain at this point is a mess. I'm worried this all might be a joke or somehting but if it isn't then I'm super excited but what the best part is that Harry will be going to Howarts with me. I can't wait. Ten short minutes later Harry, mum, dad and myself were standing in the middle of Diagon Alley which was only a little crowded.
'Are you two ready?' My father asked.
I just shook my head still trying to take it all in.
'But sir, how am I suppose to pay for my stuff?' Harry asked confused.
'Ah yes I beleive that is taken care of my dear boy. You see Hagrid, Hogwarts game keeper, gave me your vault key a few days ago knowing you would probably get your letter so we will just have to make a trip to the bank and we can began.' My father spoke.
Suddenly Harry grabbed onto my hand scarred as a tiny wrinkely person walked right by him. Harry and I always held hands, it was natural for us whenever we were frightened or nervous even if we were happy. I never though twice about it. Two excitingly long hours later Harry and I were sitting in my room looking at all the stuff we had gotten in Diagon Alley. We had a dozen or so books on subject neither of us ahd ever heard of, a set my parents said we will need in potions class, plain black robes with the Hogwarts crest on them, our wands and two owls. Harry's wand was 11 inches long, made of holly, with a phoenix feather as it's core. Mine was 9 inches long, made of maple, with a unicore hair as it's core. Harry had bought a snowy white which he named Hedwig whiel I bought a pure black owl who I named Midnight. Out owls were sleeping peacfully in the corner of my room for I knew Harry couldn't take his back to the Dursleys' for they would have a heart attack. Mum and dad said they will explain to Harry's aunt and uncle how they will take him to platform 9 3/4 on September first and had already taken care of all his supplies he would need. Although they told us to not be suprised if Harry and I weren't aloud to talk anymore because Vernon and Petunia despise magical people. After a big dinner and a birthday cake and some presents Harry has said good bye to my parents, Hedwig and I and headed home. I really hope they treat Harry ok over there for the next two months before school starts. At least at Hogwarts we will have each other.
As predicted Harry was no longer aloud to come over and play anymore because as his uncle and aunt said we are 'magical freaks who do nothing but make normals peoples' life that much more difficult.' I think they are bunch of fat prats if you ask me. So for the two months before school started I spent my time playing with Midnight, reading ahead on my Hogwarts books, and asking my mum all about Harry's parents so I could tell him when I see him on the train to Hogwarts. My mum told me how Lily always had top scores in her class and how James was the best seeker and Quidditch Captain Hogwarts had ever seen. She also told me all about how Lily and Severus Snape, Hogwarts potion's teacher, were best friends untill Snape called Lily a very bad name and she no longer wanted to be his friend and how she spent months crying to her over it. She also told me how James was in love with Lily for years but she wouldn't give him the time of day but that didn't stop him and how in their seventh year Lily finally gave in and fell in love with James resulting in a future wedding which my mum was the maid of honor for and then later on Harry. She also told me about an orginization called Order Of The Phenoix that they all were in that Albus Dumbeldore, Hogwarts headmaster, had created to fight against Voldemort. Both my mum and dad along with Harry's parents were apart of it. She told me how Nevil's parents were tortured to insanity for information on where Lily and James were hiding with Harry and how James's best friend Siruis sold them out and then later killed their best friend Peter Pettigrew anlong with a dozen muggles. But my mum doesn't beleive it, she says that Siruis was to good of a friend to sell them out and he was being framed. I can't wait to tell Harry all this on the Hogwarts Express, I know he would love to hear it.
It was the morning of September first and I was waiting in the car for mum and dad to go get Harry from the Dursley's. We had already packed all of Harry's belongings into the trunk along with all my stuff. I was playing with Midnight when the door across from me opened up to reveal a very happy looking Harry.
'Harry!' I yelled throwing myself out of my seat and into him almost knocking him down.
'Merlin I missed you, I haven't had anyone to play capture the flag with in two months' I said with a fake pout while sitting back in my seat.
'I know I missed you too, the Dursley's made me do nothing but chores for the past two months! It was exhausting, I wasn't even aloud outside' he said looking glum. 'but I'm here now' he said smiling again. The car ride to the train station was only ten minutes in which Harry and I talked the whole time while mum and dad just sat silently in the front seat.
'Platform 9 3/4? How do we find that?' Harry asked confused while looking at his train ticket.
'Yes Harry 9 3/4. We will show you don't worry' my dad said with humor in his voice. We kept walking will all out stuff in tow untill we came upon a brick wall. 'Ummm mum?' I asked not getting why we were in front of a brick wall.
'I'll go with Isabelle and you go with Harry dear' my mum said to my dad.
He smiled before grabbing Harry's hand and whispering in his ear. Then before I knew it they were both running at the wall. I was about to yell at them to stop untill they disapeared. They just up and disapeared into the wall.
'You see sweetie' my mum said pulling me out of my thoughts 'you just run at the wall and on the other side it the Hogwarts Express.'
Well if Harry and dad did it then so can I. Mum took my hand and we starting running towards the wall, right beofre we hit it I closed my eyes as though bracing myself for an inpact but was met with a breaht of fresh air. Opening my eyes I saw hundreds of kids huggin their parents and boarding a bright scarlet train, friends embracing, and children just like me gazing in wonder at their first glimpse of the magical world. I looked to my left to see my mum and dad looking at those their minds were swimming of memories of when they went to Hogwarts and to my right Harry had a smile on his face and a glassy look in his eyes.
'Well you two better get going and find a conpartment or you might not get one. I want you too to look after each other, and be good. Now give me some sugar' my mum said with a tear on her cheek.
Harry and I both hugged my mum and dad before we gave our luggage to a man who magicaly put them on the train and goign in the train in search of a conpartment. In less than five minutes Harry and I found an empty conpartment in which we sat silently just taking in everything that we had seen in such a little time. We were both torn from out thoughts thoe when our conpartment door opened to reveal a reaheaded boy about our age standing there.
'Do you mind if I sit here, everywhere else is full' he asked looking kinda of scared and shy.
'Why of course' I said scooting over to the window to allow him some room. 'Thanks' he said taking a seat.
'I'm Ronald. Ronald Weasley, but everyone just calls me Ron' said the redhead hodling out his hand for me to shake. 'Isabelle. Isabelle Green' I said shaking his hand. 'Harry. Harry Potter' Harry said shaking his hand in return also. Ron's jaw hit the floor as his eyes went big.
'The Harry Potter! If you are then...can I see your scar?' Harry rolled his eyes but lifted up his fringe showing his scar that I had become use to.
Ron's eyes went even bigger if possible before he gained composure and just talking to us. Ron was explaining what Quidditch was to Harry while I began re-reading Hogwarts A History when a bushy brown haired girl opened the door to our conpartment asking.
'Have you guys seen a toad? Nevil lost his and we are looking for it.' She seemed nice but kinda bossy but you know what they say, don't judge a book by it's cover.
Right when I was about to no a frog decided to jump from god knows where onto my head. I just laughed at everyone's shocked faces before grabbing the toad and saying 'Well I think I found him.' The girl in the conpartment way turned her head to the side and called for her friend Nevile. A boy our age ran into our conpartment muttering a thank you before grabbing his toad and goignback out leaving the girl standing there loking frazzeled.
'Hello I'm Isabelle, and you are?' I asked extending my right hand while balancing my book in the other.
'Hermione. Hermione Granger. Ah is that Hogwarts A History? I've read it twice already, you?' she said with a little excitment in her eyes.
'This is my second time reading it, I just find it so fascinating' I said folding the cornor of my page to mark my spot while Hermione sat down across from me.
For the rest of the train ride Ron and Harry talked about Quidditch while Hermione and I talked about all the books we have read already over the summer. I am so glad I finally found someone is not ashamed to be a nerd like me when it somes to school work. After about an hour or so a loud voice boom telling everyone we will be arriving shortly and to put on out robes. Hermione and I went to the girls to change while Ron and Harry went to the boys. When we got back to the conpartment I saw Harry looking annoyed and Ron looking very red in the face. In front of them with a smirk on his face was a boy our age with platimun blonde hair.
'What seems to be the problem?' I asked sonfused on of the looks on everyone's face. The boy with blonde hair turned towards me with a creepy smiel on his face saying,
'Nothing, just leaving Potter and Weasle here to mingle with the wrong crowd. But why don't you come back to my conpartment with me and leave the mudblood here with the blood traitor. I am a pure blood after all. Draco. Draco Malfoy is the name and you doll face?.'
The word mudblood sent sparks in my mind. My mum told me that it was the worst name you could call someone who had muggle parents, it was the word Severus called Lily when they were children. The smile I previously had my face was wiped clean as my vision went red from anger.
'First off it's Weasley not Weasle you prick. Second off I ever hear you calling my best friend a mudblood again I will make sure that your precious pure blood will ass will never see the light of day again Malfoy. Oh and never call me dollface again or oyu won't have even the slightest breath to say it with you little prat' I said with venom in my voice as my hand trembeled at my side just itching to punch him. His face went red with embarresment and anger as he stomped away.
'Dang Isabelle, I knew you had a temper but that was new even for me' Harry said suprised as I took my seat next to Ron and across from Hermione.
'Nobody, not even god himself insults my friends' I said still angry. 'Thanks Isabelle, nobody has ever stood up for me like that' Hermione said hugging me.
'Well what are best friends for' I said as though it were the most obvious thing in the world. Ron just said thank you and gave me a smile as I could tell he was still embarrased by the whole situation. I looked out the window to see a giant castle in the distance before turning back to the others' with a smile on my face.
'We're here.'
Man, people always tell you how bug Hogwarts really is but even then your still not prepared for it's size. This place was huge! So big that I'm sure half of it wasn't even used. Everyone was standing in the Great Hall awaiting to be sorted. The ceiling had hundreds of floating candles in what looked like a deep blue sky as though it were night out. All the first years stood in alphebetical order as Mogonical called out names. What suprised me was that my name was called a little earilier than expected and it was the wrong name.
'Isabelle, Black' Mogonical called out looking astonished.
Having already met all the other first years I knew that I was the only Isabelle so I stepped up but said 'It's Isabelle Green, not Black.'
She just continued to stare curiously at me as she sat the hat on my head. I was prepared to hear the voice in my head but was suprised when the hat spoke out loud.
'Mhh another Black, didn't expect to see that. Your a lot like your mother, but more like your father. Let's hope you don't get into as much trouble as your father did. You would do good in Slytherin like your father's side of the family but I can see that your truly good at heart. So it must be ...GRYFINDOOR!'
The far right table started clapping and cheering as I walked over dazed. My father was a trouble maker? Over the summer my mum told me he was one of the best students in his class, and his entire family had been in Gryfindoor. Not Slytherin. And why did he say another Black? I'm a Green. Man my head hurts from all this thinking. I turned my attention back to the sorting just in time to see Harry being sorted. When the hat yelled Gryfindoor I went wild, now both Harry and I we're in the same house. Harry walked over with a big smile on his face as he sat down across from me and next to Hermione who must of been sorted while I was deep in thought. Of course that Malfoy git from the train was in Slytherin, but thankfully Ron was also in Gryfindoor and he indroduced us to his older twin brothers Fred and George. Dumbledore, a wise looking old man who was our headmaster, gave us a little welcome speech before allowing us to tuck in but not before giving me a look that said 'I know something you don't.' Dinner was fun. Harry, Hermione, Ron and I sat there just talking and stuffing our faces. I could tell we were all going to be best of friends.
After dinner Dumbeldore said a few more words and let us leave but before I could walk out of the Great Hall I heard my name being called.
'Isabelle, I would like you to stay for a moment,' Dumbeldore said walking towards me.
Hermione and Ron kept walking to the Common Room but Harry stayed back to see what was wrong.
'May I ask why sir?' I asked politely.
'I need to have a talk with you and your mother, are you sure you want Harry there?' He asked with a twinkle in his deep blue eyes.
'Yes sir I would like him there, he's my best friend' I said already knowing that whatever I was going to 'talk' about I will probably need Harry there with me.
'Very well, follow me please' he said walking away and down a hallway.
Harry and I gave each other a confused loka nd followed him. After about five minutes of walking we came upon a giant gargoyle where Dumbledore procedded to say 'Lemon Drops' and the gargoyle stared to spin upwards revealing a stair case. Harry and I followed Dumbledore up the stairs in awe and walked into a giant room that was breathtaking. In a way it seemed to show whgat kind of a man Dumbledore is.
'Please, sit' Dumbledore said motioning us to two chairs in front of his desk.
He took a seat in fron tof us at his desk before throwing something into the fireplace behind him and mumbeling a few words. In a matter of seconds my mother's face appeared in the fire looking confused.
'Albus, is there a reason you called me?' She asked polietly.
'Yes actually there is Miss Green. You see during your daughters sorting she was called Isabelle Black and the hat proccded to say a few things about her father. I'm sure she is pretty confused on why so I would like you, as her mother, to explain the reasons to her' Dumbledore spoke calmly.
My mother's face was a range of emotions form sad to anger to suprise to even a little excitment.
'Oh...ya I guess she deserves to know the truth' my mother said with a sigh.
Dumbledore motioned for me to come and sit beside him so I did but not after grabbing Harry's hand and making him sit beside me.
'Isabelle' my mother said looking me in the eyes, 'There is one more secret I haven't told you. You see when I was younger I told you how I was best friends with Harry's mom, well I was also best friends with Sirius Black. When we grew up we fell in love, and ended up having you. He loved you so much and was a great father for your first year. You remmber me telling you about Sirius and how he was blamed for killing all those muggles plus Peter Pettigrew and sent to Azkaban, well that was when I met John. Sirius had a life sentence so I moved on and fell in love with John. All these years I told you John was your father but in truth Sirius was. I am sorry I never told you but I thought is was for the best. I'm truly am sorry for all the confusion baby girl but I love you' she finished with a tear on her cheek and then disapeared form the fire.
I sat there shocked. Who I though was my dad really wasn't and a man who was blamed for a mass murder really was my father. Simple right? No. I guess it explains why I have such black hair and blue eyes while mom and da-John have blonde hair and brown eyes. I can't beleive she kept this form me for all these year. I was pulled out of my thoughts by Harry shaking my arm and saying my name.
'Isabelle, are you ok?' he asked looking at me with real concern.
'Ya, I'll be ok. I mean it isn't the worse thing that could be thrown my way and people have delt with worse than being lied to their whole life. I'll get over it' I said siping away a tear I was suprised to find made it's way onto my cheek before giving Harry a hug.
I turned to Dumbledore and asked with a little bit of difficulty,
'Will I ever get to meet my father?' Dumbledore looked at me with sorrow and some compassion.
'Someday little one, someday. But not now for right now you need to get to your common room and go to bed for you have classes tomorrow' he spoke with humor in his voice at the end.
'Yes sir' both Harry and I said at the same time.
Dumbledore had a Gryfindoor prefect escort us to the common room where only Hermione and Ron were waiting up for us.
'Where did you guys go after dinner? We couldn't find you and then we saw you walking off with Dumbledore' Hermione said relevied that we were back.
'Dumbledore need to talk with me, turns out part of me has been kept a secret my whole life but oh well I'll live' I said a little angry that my life somewhat of a lie.
'What do you mean Isabelle?' Hermione asked concerned.
'Turns out who I though was my father isn't. Sirius Black is my realy father' I said exsauhsted.
Both Ron and Hermione gasped.
'You mean the serial killer Sirius Black?' Ron asked awed.
'Yes Ron and don't call him that he's my father not some murder' I exclaimed.
'Sorry Izz' he said looking regretful.
'It's ok Ron I shouldn't of snapped at you Im juyst tired that's all. Can we go to bed Hermione?'
'Of course, I have actually been waiting for you to go up with me because I didn't want to face them all on my own. The other first years have already been making fun of me' she said with a tear in her eye.
I put my arm around her should and led her up stairs to our dorm while saying,
'Well if I ever catch one of them saying anything mean to you I will make sure they regret it ok?' She smiled at me and headed to her bed while I gave all the girls in the dorm a death glare that stopped them from laughing behind Hermione's back when she walked past them.
I took a nice long shower to help relax me but to no avail for that night I didn't sleep all that well for my dreams were full of what my father looked like and how he acted and if he still loved me or not. I woke up to Hermione calling my name.
'Come get up Isabelle we have two hours to get ready and go eat beofre our first class' she said while running a brush through her untamable hair.
'I'm up' I said while throwing on some clean robes, running a battery powered straightner through my hair, and putting on some make up.
'Let's go' I said to Hermione who was waiting for me by the portrait to go to breakfast.
It took us twenty minutes to even get to breakfast for we kept getting lost but when we got there Harry and Ron had already finished and we looking at their scheduals.
'Here we grabbed yours for you' Harry said handing me mine and Ron handing Hermione hers.
'Thanks' I said grabbing a apple muffin and eating it in two bites before washing it down with some pumpkin juice.
'Mhh Potions then Muggle Studies then Herbology and lastly Transfiguration. Sounds good to me' I said looking over everyone else's schedual to see we all had the same classes for the day. Then again we were all Gryfindoor so of course we would have the same classes together.
Walking into Potions class you could say I wasn't very excited, the place was very dark and stuffy. But I was excited for the class itself. Everyone sat chatting aimlessly when Professer walked in his cape blowing in behind him as he bellow for everyone ot be quiet. He went on explaining everything we would do this year before doing road call. When he came to my name he sneered in my direction but it didn't phase me I mean Siri-dad did treat him bad in his Hogwarts years.
When he came across Harry's name he started asking him questions nobody in the class knew except for Hermione and myself probably because we had read ahead. After taking away ten points from Gryfindoor, because Snape thinks it's not right for Harry to come to class not reading a thing and preparing , the lesson finally started. And hour and a half of reading and potion making is fun but exauhsting expecially when you have a teacher breathing down your neck and always critizising you. Mutiple time he harrased Harry or I because of our parents, or called Hermione a know it all. Somehow though Hermione and I were able to make a perfect potion to which he duducted zero points from. I was releived when class was finally dismissed but instead of follow everyone out the door I stayed behind.
'Come on Izz' Hermione said walking out of the door using the nickname Her, Ron and Harry had begun to use.
'I'll be right there' I said telling her to go without me. When everyone was out of the classroom I picked up my stuff and when to Snape's desk where he was furiously writing somehting down on a peice of parchment.
'What do you want Black?' he asked emtionless but scowling when he said my new last name.
'Why proffeser?' He looked up form his work to stare at my with confusion.
'Is this some sort of trick you learned form your good for nothing father' he sneered at me.
'Why do you treat Harry and I like this? I know about your childhood at Hogwarts and how our father's treated you but that gives you no reason to treat us like this. I am not my father. I may look like him but I am not him, I am myself. And Harry may look like James but he is not James. If anything he is Lily. You know the girl you once loved, and if you ever did love her then you would treat her son, the one person she died for, a little better. We are not the same people as out parents so don't treat us like we are them please. It's not fair. Oh and ease up on Hermione a little, she is only trying to do her best and please you' I said calmly.
The longer I spoke the more shocked Snape's face went. I didn't wait for a reply as I just turned and walked out of the room with nothing but a good-bye. The rest of the day went by uneventful but when I did pass Snape in the hall on my way to dinner he didn't sneer at me but his eyes actually sotfened a bit. I laied in bed that night just staring at the ceiling thinking. It's only my first day here and it's been very...interesting to say the least. I hope the rest of the year goes by fast and uneventful.