Double Potter

Ron's POV

It was the morning of my first day back at Hogwarts for sixth year. I was standing with Harry and Hermione when Luna Lovegood walked over to our group as we waited to board the train.

'Good God,' I thought. 'She's here to talk more of her nonsense.'

We sent back hesitant waves and she sat down next to us with a bright smile on her face.

She asked, "Harry, do you have a sibling?"

"No," Harry answered awkwardly. "Why do you ask?"

She shrugged and said, "There's a girl I just met who looks just like you. She's over chatting with Neville on the bench."

We looked over to where Luna was pointing. There was a girl sitting next to Neville, smiling and laughing. Neville was sitting on the bench while the girl sat on her cart.

Neville looked very shy and I felt bad for him.

He wasn't much of a talker and this girl was a looker. Even I would probably have trouble talking to her.

I started to wonder if she was veela but I shrugged it off. Most of the veela were extremely fair but she wasn't as fair as them.

She had fair skin like the veela, but she had long and very dark brown hair falling over her shoulders with bangs and very familiar bright green eyes. She also had thin black glasses resting on her face.

When I noticed that, my jaw dropped. She looked like a girl version of Harry. No, I decided. She is the girl version of Harry. Harry's hair was a tad bit darker and she looked a bit rounder than him but they were identical in every other way.

She looked our way and I realized that Luna was waving her over. The girl jumped off of her suitcase and picked a large dark pink satchel off the ground and put it on her cart.

I noticed out of the corner of my eye that she didn't have a proper trunk and that the bird in her cage was definitely not an owl. She had three black suitcases, two very large ones and one smaller sized one, a large silver bird cage carrying a golden brown hawk. There were various Muggle-like bags with brand names written boldly on them strewn over the cart and some of them had shifted off with her sitting on them.

Neville was assisting her with picking them up when a recognizable drawling voice said, "Did the Boy Who Lived decide that he wanted to be the Girl Who Lived?"

I heard the girl say, "What? Who are you?" I nudged Harry and Hermione, who were deep in conversation behind me.

Draco continued, "Did you get the procedure done over the summer after you finally admitted to yourself that you weren't a real man, Harry?"

He started circling around her, kicking away her bags. She had a confused look on her face as Neville's expression shifted between scared and angry.

She fixed her jaw and said confidently, "I am not who you think I am. My name is Lucy and I don't know who you're talking about."

Draco laughed, "Really? Lucy? Did your mommy tell you that? Oh wait, I forgot. Your mommy is dead, Harry, isn't she?

Harry stood up and shouted, "Draco! Leave her alone!"

Draco looked to where Harry and I were standing and then back to the girl he was standing behind.

A cruel smile spread across his face. "Oh Harry. When did you get yourself a fan girl? She looks just like you."

He grabbed her. She tried to pull away but I could tell his grip was too strong. He brushed away her bangs and said in an almost disappointed voice, "I can tell that she wasn't willing to get a scar like you. Would you mind if I gave her one?"

He pulled her closer to him, with his wand drawn in one hand with his arm tucked under her chin while his other hand held up her bangs. Her hands were scrambling to pull him away from her neck. Harry and I ran forward but the girl acted faster.

She sent her leg forward to build momentum and sent it straight between Draco's legs. He dropped to his knees instantly and she whipped around and sent a kick flying in his face. That sent him howling to the floor.

Her voice grew threatening as she said, "Do that ever again and I will kill you. And I don't need a scar."

She backed away to her cart and her eyes widened momentarily. She then frantically pulled her hair over back her shoulders. I thought it was odd how she acted and how Neville's eyes were still wide.

She quickly picked up her bags and stowed them into the smaller suitcase. Luna placed a hand on the girl's left shoulder and the girl jumped.

Luna pulled back her hand and then said in her dreamy voice, "Lucy, you're bleeding." I looked to Luna's hand and red blood was standing out brightly against Luna's pale skin.

Lucy waved it off and said, "Not a problem. I'll be fine. What did you want to say to me before we were rudely interrupted? I hope he wasn't a friend of yours."

Hermione smirked, "If 'friend' means 'we hate his guts for making fun of us' then yes, he was a 'friend'."

I then said, "You have some real courage attacking him like that."

She grinned. "I really don't like people thinking I'm a trannie." She turned to Harry and said, "I guess you are who I was mistaken for."

He nodded and extended his hand, "Harry Potter."

She tilted her head, "So you're the person on the sheet. One second." She dove into the small suitcase and pulled out a small bag that said 'England Genetics and DNA'. I raised an eyebrow and looked to Hermione. She shrugged and we looked back to Lucy.

She had a sheet in her hands that had a picture of Harry. She handed it to him and said, "I was adopted as a baby and I decided I wanted to see if I had any living relatives since… well, I just turned sixteen." She then pulled out three other sheets. "I'm guessing these Dursely people don't like you very much?"

Harry snorted, "What tipped you off?"

She huffed dramatically, "Well, I went up to their door a few weeks ago and they screamed and shouted when I mentioned I was there because of you. I didn't even get to tell them that I was there because my DNA matched theirs, most specifically yours."

"How specifically?" Hermione questioned.

"An exact match. Harry, my name is Senadette Lucy-Petunia Cartwright- Potter, though I'm in the process of changing it to Lucy Susan Potter, and I'm your identical twin sister. Call me Sully."