Blinding Shadows

By Pyrimidon386

Chapter 1: Set Sail

"If I owned Harry Potter Caily would be in the books and not in – Pyrimidon386

It was the second day of Hogwarts new year and Harry Potter was so glad to be away from the Dursleys finally. He could concentrate on the horcruxes without Dudley breathing down his neck. His face darkened at the memory of the horcruxes, because of them Dumbledore was dead. And Sirius. He was dead too. But not because of the horcruxes (HE IS DEAD PEOPLE GET OVER IT).

A new Gryffindor came up to him, he remembered last night in the sorting the hat had waited a long time before shouting Gryffindor. Her last name had been Potter suprisingly enough, but Hermione said it was a common second name so he didn't ask. Hermione was smart and he listened to her advice. He had no reason not to. He could not remember the girl's first name but he assumed she'd tell him.

She nodded at him "Hey Harry, I'm your sister". She said, eyes glistening vibrantly.

"Really?" he was surprised. "Yes, I'm from America my name's Caitlyna."

"Wow that's cool!" He had never been to America!

"Yeah, really." she replied. No comment.

"So do you play Quidditch?" he asked, wanting to know more about his mysterious sister Caitlyana.

"Yeah, I do," she replies, her eyes shining as she smiled at him.

"Cool, I bet I can beat you, I'm the youngest seeker in a century you know." Said Harry. He was very proud of this fact. It was something he'd always been good at, something no-one could take away from him.

"Yeah I know, silly, everyone knows that."

"Oh." He'd always thought he was famous for the you-know-who thing rather than Quidditch. But he was very good at it.

"But I'm the youngest captain in 200 years, you won't beat me I have the experience."

"What! I don't believe you, we're the same age. Aren't we?" she looked embarrassed, almost upset. What was wrong, he wondered?

"Not really," she said, "I'm technically your half-sister. The one you know as your mother, Lily Evans, was immortal. She didn't age, she would have lived forever had Voldemort not killed her in a fit of jealousy. My dad was Severus Snape, they met before she married James."

"What!" he'd said that the second time today and it was only breakfast. "You're joking! There's no way my mum would - with HIM! I'll kill him!" He was going to kill Snape!

"No wait!" She yelled tears pearling in her vibrant aqua-topaz orbs. "Please hear me out! We are both the prophecy children, we together with our parents can beat Voldemort, it's the only way my father must live do you understand?" No! All he knew was that, right now, he wanted Snape to die. Painfully.

"No!" he shouted back, not caring about the whole school staring at their private conversation that was rapidly turning not-so-private. "That slimy bastard, I'm going to-"

"Good morning, Mr. Potter. I hope you aren't saying anything…bad…about our staff now. are you?" said Snape as he walked up to them. There had been no witnesses but Harry and no-one believed the git had killed Dumbledore. He'd been let back in the school along with Malfoy to Harry's disgust. McGonagall was still headmistress though, that gave him small pleasure. (Snape hadn't gotten DADA either; they were waiting to see who it was.)

"No." he said through gritted teeth. How he hated Snape. A plan came into his head to annoy Snape. "Who is the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, sir?" Snape stiffened and anger flashed in his eyes for a moment. Ha!

"That is not your business now Potter, eat your breakfast. Caily, I want to speak to you." He purposefully glared at Harry "alone."

She walked off without a word with the potions master, leaving Harry nonplussed. And where were Ron and Hermione? He hadn't seen them at breakfast at all maybe they were up to something…

A/N: Edited! I plan to make all the next chaps better so watch this space!