Thanks for any of you that have waited patiently for the rewrite, for anyone reading this for the first time I am making several editings to fix a few points so I can get the story where I want it. sorry. I willl be leaving the chapters that I already have posted up and when I get them fixed I'll have a nice author's note to tell you that they are fixed.

Full Summary: The same night that Harry was born to his parents so was another. The Healer wanted to try to save the little girl from hardships and sent her to live with another family. Now, eighteen years after the fall of Voldemort she comes forward and introduces her self. She shows how Harry wasn't as alone as he thought he was and that she shared some of his worst hardships in her own why.

Disclaimer: If I owned the Harry Potter world my writing would be more British and less southern United State accented with some Northern United Statian

Chapter 1: Secrets and Realizations

"Hurry children, the train will be leaving in a few minutes. Raymond and Lissil, have you got everything? Romulius, Heather, please stay with them at least until lunch; you remember how it was your first year."

"Yes Matron," said a tall laky youth with a pale completion and dark hair. He had already changed into his robes and had a Slytherin snake pin on his left shoulder.

" I'll make sure that he does Madam," grinned a long blonde haired girl with blue eyes that could light up a room. On her left shoulder was the lion of Gryffindor. The boy looked at her and elbowed her playfully.

"Behave you two. You're suppose to be giving an example for the younger ones." The woman that these five called Mama or Matron ran the wizarding orphanage where they lived. None of them were actually her children, but she treated them as if they were. She was a tall woman, her robes were a little worn but in good shape. Her hair was a dark red color. The smile that covered her face had cheered a many a child. Her hazel eyes filled anyone who looked at them with a sense of belonging.

"Now you two," she said addressing the ones that were about to start their first year, "don't let anyone scare you with stories about the Sorting, okay? It's not that bad, and remember, I don't care what house you are put into. Your home always be at Sanctuary until you decide to leave." The train whistles started to blow and the young woman pushed them towards the train. "And tell Leonard that I expect an Owl telling me everything," she yelled as the train started off.

She followed the train to the edge of the platform. She wasn't the only one, a young man in his mid-thirties with untidy black hair wearing glasses stood almost beside her. She could just barely see the lighting bolt scar but she knew it was there. Most of the other parents had left by this time leaving just her the black haired man and a group on mainly red heads in the middle of the platform and three children. "Well, Nurse finally released me of my promise not to contact him. He's right there go talk to him," she mused turning an old stone ring on her finger. After several moments of thinking she decide to talk to him.

Harry Potter, the man that she was arguing with herself over, had walked back to the others of his group. They had almost reached the wall that divided them from the non-magical world. "Harry Potter! Mister Potter I need a word with you please." The group turned at her call.

"Look Harry another bold admirer, want us to hold her off so you can get away?" said one of the red headed men grinning.

"Ron, shush. I don't think she is an admirer." Said a bushy brown haired woman next to him elbowing him at the same time.

"Hermione's right Ron. I saw her putting on students and I think I remember her from the DA. She probably just wants to say hi," Harry said as his youngest two looked up at the woman.

"Hello, I don't know that you remember me. I was in the DA with you," she said, not even winded from her jog. "I was told to give you this when I was released from my promise. He said that it would help you understand better. Harry I'm your twin sister," ended the woman quietly, handing over the note.

At first Harry and the others just gaped at her like fish out of water. Harry took the note and opened it. He instantly recognized the curly handwriting even if he couldn't believe the words.

Dear Harry,

If you are getting this letter I have most likely passed on. I wanted to help her tell you in person but it seems that this will be impossible. The nurse in the hospital where you were born wanted to protect your sister, so in the confusion that happened with the storm going on outside she gave the baby girl, your sister, to another wizarding couple that had miscarried their child. While she was sworn not to tell you who she was she did her best to help you when she could. It is time for you to repay her.

Albus Dumbledore

When Harry finished reading the note he passed it to Ginny and really looked at the girl for the first time. He could see it now. While she was older than any of the photos he had of his parents, she looked almost exactly like his mother except for two things. Her nose had the same mixture as his own, and where he had his father's looks except for his mother's eyes, she had her mother's looks and her father's eyes. The sudden realization hit him with such a force that he nearly stumbled into the dividing wall. Ginny recovered from her own shock just in time to catch him.

By then the note had been passed around to all the adults, and they were all staring at her. She looked down at the ground turning bright red with their stares. Hermione was the first to snap out of her astonishment. "Boys!" she yelled, "Didn't your parents teach you not to stare?" She was glaring at the red-haired group while keeping an eye on Harry to see how he took this new turn of events.

Finally he gulped and said, " You're right. We do need to talk. Now would be a good time."

"I can't, Harry. I have to get back."

"Back were?"

"I run a wizard orphanage, and a friend of mine is watching the younger children. But his wife doesn't like me, so I need to get back so she won't get too mad at him," she said, taking a little courage from each word.

"Right. Err how'd you get here?"

"The six of us Flooed to Diagon Alley and then caught a bus here."

"Well why don't you ride back with one of us? We don't live far from here, and then you and I can Floo to the orphanage, " said Harry calming down some.

"Actually the Weasley family should know as well, all of them if it is possible. That is, if you don't mind."

Harry looked at the others. They shrugged. He turned back to his sister and said, "Okay, how about we meet back at the orphan in, say, three hours. That way we can contact the others and see if they can come. If they can't we'll think of something. Sound good?"

"That should work," she said with a small smile. She then glanced at her watch and exclaimed, "Oh cow pox! Shela is going to be pissed. Sorry… got to go. If I don't get back soon, Roger won't be able to help me for a while. Bye!" With that she turned and disapparated.

"Er, how are we supposed to get there if we don't even know where it is?" Hermione stated with her usual quick response.

"I think she realized that too," Ron said, putting an arm his wife and pointing. An eagle-owl Patronus flew towards them. It landed on a nearby rail and said, "The address is Sanctuary Orphanage." Then it disappeared.

"Sounds appropriate, anyway. Can we go get something to eat now?" said Ron with his usual gusto.

The group laughed at this and left.

After she sent off her Patronus, the woman turn and walked through the gate towards the place she called home. It didn't look like much -- only a small town house -- but the yard was full of children. A tall rosy-cheeked man with dark brown hair cut short walked towards her and waved. "They behaved well. One of the babies has a rash, but you should be able to take care of it quickly, Martha."

"Thanks Roger. Sorry for being so long," she said, smiling.

"It's fine…" He stopped and looked at her and continued, " You told your brother, didn't you? You told him finally. How'd it go?" he said with a smile.

"How did you know? " she responded with surprise.

"Most Slytherins had parents that were or became Death Eaters. Some us students used pictures of the Potters for dart boards. I recognized you as your mother's daughter." he replied with a shrug.

"Was there anyone else?"

"No, don't worry. That game got very boring quickly and the pictures were taken down soon after you arrived. I think Professor Snape got tired of seeing James's pictures. We all knew how they hated each other.

Martha just nodded. "You had better get going. I don't want Shela coming over here looking for you again."

The man laughed and walked out of the gate to disapparate.

Martha turned and made sure that all the children were behaving. She then went inside to care for he baby, still wondering at the man that kept her secret so well.

I hope that you'll continue to read this story I've worked hard on it, harder then I should of with Calculus homework every night but that teacher can live with me trying to figure this junk out. Anyway now that you've read, REVIEW it's that little purplish blue button down there, you know you want to click it come on click it. It's not that hard.