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The sister he never thought he'd see

Chapter one: another year another mystery

The Sorting finished with the Hat placing Belinda Williams in Hufflepuff. Then Albus Dumbledore, the great headmaster of Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry, stood up. He was beaming down at his students.

"Welcome back to another year at Hogwarts. It is my pleasure to announce that this year we have two new teachers and a new student who will be beginning at the fifth year."

At the mention of such a late student, a low buzz of wonder echoed through the Great Hall as every one of the students put their heads together to quietly discuss this bit of news.

"Why do you think they've come so late?"

"Is it a girl or boy do you think?"

"Wonder what house they'll be in?"

Harry, Ron and Hermione put their heads close too.

"Hermione, has Hogwarts ever had a student start so late before?" Harry asked in a whisper.

"No, not that I know of." Hermione answered.

"What other position is there to fill? There's only Defence against the Dark Art teacher needed." Ron put in, "What do you think is the second teacher going to be teaching?"

All they could do was shrug. Around them, the rest of the student body was asking the same questions and having the same conversation. Just then Dumbledore raised his hand for silence and the whole Hall quickly became silent.

"As I was saying," he continued with a smile, "Filling the position of Defence against the Dark Arts is Professor Seren Hughes. She is transferring here from the College of Mystical Arts in America." A small applause echoed through the Hall as Professor Moone stood with a smile and bowed low before sitting down once more. "As for our other new professor, well it would be best for me to introduce the new student first. She will not be sorted but will be placed in classes with the Gryffindor fifth years. May I present Miss Awena Evans."

As he said this the doors of the Great Hall opened slowly as in stepped a fifteen-year-old girl. Everyone turned to look at her. She was not dressed in the usual school robes but in a pair of white denim jeans and a shirt in a pale blue colour that complemented her pale skin and red hair. Her hair was short and sort of curly. She smiled a shy smile at the other students as they stared at her. Her smile made her green eyes shine. On her cheek was a small scar that seemed to be a smaller, faded version of Harry Potter's lightning shaped scar on his forehead. She then stepped forward and began to walk toward the teacher's table.

Harry stared in disbelief as Awena walked past him, as did every other member of the student body. They were all staring at her in amazement. Harry, on the other hand, had other reasons. Around Awena's neck hung a fine silver chain with two star-shaped pendants and one heart shaped pendent. He couldn't help but think of his chain, which also had two star- and a heart-shaped pendants on it, hidden underneath his school robes. In each of the pendants around his neck was a picture. In one of the stars was a picture of him. It seemed to grow with him, as he got older so did the picture. In the heart pendent was a picture of his parents in happier times, before Voldemort killed them. In the third pendant was a picture of a girl. All Harry could see of this girl was red hair, green eyes and a small lightning shaped scar. As did his picture, she seemed to grow to. His earliest memories of this necklace were asking his aunt where it was from and who the girl was. As usual all he got as an answer was "Don't ask questions." He then had mentioned it to Dumbledore in his third year and he finally got an answer of sorts…

FLASHBACK

"I don't know her name or where she is." Dumbledore said. Then, seeing the dejected look on Harry's face, he continued, "What I do know is, she is your sister. Your twin sister in fact."

Harry opened his mouth to say something in shock but was cut off by Dumbledore saying "Only a select few know about your sister. The only one's who do know are Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, you and me. Just as Sirius is your Godfather, Remus is hers. It is possible that he might know her name, but it's been thirteen years since any of us has last seen her. I have been searching for her for years. However as of yet I have not been able to find her. But I assure you I am still looking."

Harry sat there for a few minutes in silence trying to process what he had just been told. He had a twin. He wasn't the last Potter. He wasn't alone. But…

"Does Voldemort know about her?" He asked in a worried voice.

Dumbledore looked at the young boy who sat in front of him. His face had lit in pleasure and excitement at the prospect of having a sister. Now his face was etched with worry.

"He did know about her." Dumbledore answered slowly.

"What do you mean, 'did'? Harry asked.

"When Voldemort came to Godric's Hollow, he was looking for the both of you. As your mother gave her live to protect you, your father gave his for your sister. As Voldemort killed your father, he believed he killed her as well. I believe however, that the most part of the curse that was meant to kill her washed over her, turning from offensive to defensive. The bases of the curse changed and became part of the shield she needed to reflect the rest of it. The part of the curse that got reflected weakened Voldemort's defence so that the curse you reflected back at him could vanquish him." he explained. "Your father had thrown himself in front of her to protect her from the worse of the curse and that gave her shield created from the curse the extra strength to reflect the rest of the curse. That and the love your father had for your sister."

"But why didn't she go to the Dursley's like me?" Harry asked.

"I sent Hagrid to get you from the ruins of your house, forgetting to tell him about your sister. Not knowing of her, he did not look for her. From what I'm told, your father's body was mostly covering hers as he had held her to him to protect her. I believe that when the Muggles found your sister, they sent her to a Muggle orphanage. After that I cannot say what happened to her." Dumbledore explained.

Harry stared at Dumbledore in disbelieve. Something Dumbledore didn't know, could it be true.

"I promise you Harry, I will find her." Dumbledore assured him.

"How will you know it's her?"

"She will have a scar that will be noticeable, shaped like what I cannot say. She will also have a necklace the same as yours"

END FLASHBACK

Harry continued to watch Awena as she walked towards the teacher's table.

Could it be? Could Awena be the girl in my pendant? Could she be my sister? Harry wondered

By now Awena had reached the teacher's table and stopped in front of Dumbledore. She stood there smiling sweetly up at the elderly headmaster. He smiled back at her as he continued his introduction. "Awena here is from Wales but she hasn't been to any school as of yet. Her magic is different from ours. She is not a witch but she is also not a Muggle. She is quite unique. This is because she is a sorceress…"

Dumbledore couldn't go any further, because for the second time that evening a buzz of shock and amazement echoed through the hall.

"She's a what?"

"How?"

"But I thought…?"

"What?"

"They don't exist…do they?"

Harry, Ron and Hermione just sat there in gobsmacked silence staring at each other. All three were thinking the same thing, That Girl Is A Sorceress???

Dumbledore raised his hand for silence, but it took the hall a few minutes to become quiet enough for him to continue.

"As I was saying, she is the last and only sorceress alive. She is here to learn how to use the spells we can use and how this will help her find what she seeks. But I'll let her explain the facts…"

Awena turned to face the student body with a small smile on her face.

"Hi, I'm Awena. I'm fifteen years old and I am really looking forward to meeting and getting to know you all. I am looking forward to teaching you all as well. As Professor Dumbledore has said I am the last sorceress alive. There are a few sorcerers alive nowadays but there has never been more that a handful of sorceresses at once. I'll explain more about the number of sorcerers and the history of my kind in my lessons."

Her smile broadened at the confused and bemused looks on the faces of the pupils in front of her. Dumbledore then continued the explanations.

"Awena Evans is also going to be Professor Evans. She is to be the second new teacher this year. She will be teaching everyone about sorcery. She will be explaining a number of things that are to be known about them and how to adapt your magic to become stronger and more dependable. She will be teaching classes by house not year. So every member of each house will learn the same thing not at different levels. Every house will have one lesson with Professor Evans a week. So as to make sure that she doesn't miss out on her studies, at the time of the lessons she teaches, the rest of the school will have a free period. However even though she is your teacher she has asked that everyone treat her as though she is your fellow pupil at all times but not when she is teaching." At this Awena stepped away from the head table and went to sit down on the Gryffindor table. Everyone continued to stare at her as she sat down. Dumbledore then continued with what he was saying, "Now that the explaining is done, on a different note I must remind students to stay out of the Forbidden Forest. Mr Filch has also informed me that the list of banned items has been extended to include the products of Weasley Wizard Wheezes. Now that the announcements are over, we can begin our amazing feast." At this the house table's filled up with many delicious foods.

Awena sat there eating in a thoughtful silence as the others watched her. Harry stared at her and finally decided to do something that the other members of his house were obviously to scared to do so. Harry rose from where he was sitting and went to sit next to her. Awena looked up surprised, as she had thought that no one would go anywhere near her.

"Hi" Harry said with a smile, "I'm Harry." Then indicating his two friends who had followed him over he said "This is Ron and Hermione."

Awena smiled at them and shook hands, saying, "Hi, it's nice to meet you. I've heard a lot about the three of you from Dumbledore. I have to say I've been looking forward to the three greatest students of my generation."

The Golden Trio looked at each other in shock.

"What? Why?" Hermione asked, "Harry's the special one. Ron and I are nothing."

"On the contrary, my dear Hermione," Awena said exaggerating a Sherlock Holmes voice, doing elaborate hand gestures, which gained laughs from surrounding students including the Golden Trio, "you three are very special. There's Ron Weasley, the greatest tactical mind on campus, God knows he can play a mean game of chess. There's you, Hermione Granger, the smartest student in the history of the school, perfect scores in EVERYTHING. And then there's dear Harry Potter, The Boy-Who-Lived, the numero uno, the one who defeated the Dark Lord, and the youngest and best seeker this school as ever had. Hermione Granger you three are anything but plain." She finished with a smile.

She got looks of approval from the students who were listening to her and laughs off Harry, Ron and Hermione. She grinned back and continued eating in between talking to the students who were around. She noticed that as she continued to talk the students around her seemed to relax and more and more people were taking part in the conversation.

"So were are you from?" Harry asked.

"Well I'm adopted so I really don't know were I'm from originally, but I live with my adopted parents in Wales. Llandudno in fact." Awena answered.

"You're adopted? Why? What's happened to your birth parents?" Ron blurted out ignoring the many shaking heads behind Awena. "Ow! Hermione, what was that for?" he then said because Hermione had just stepped on his foot under the table.

Hermione looked at him with a disgusted look on her face. She then turned to Awena with a apologetic look now on her face, "I'm so sorry Awena. Ron has the emotional compacity of a copper kettle."

"It's ok Hermione. I really don't mind talking about it." She then turned back to Ron to answer his question. "My birth parents are dead. They died when I was one. I don't really remember them they died that long ago. But I think of my adopted parents as my family because a family are people who care for you and love you, and they do both. Whilst I'm sure my birth parents loved me till the day they died, my adopted parents are the one's who raised me and made me who I am now."

Everyone stared at her as she told him or her this. It seemed amazing for a fifteen-year-old girl to say something so deep. They could tell though that she meant every word from the seriousness reflected in her eyes.

Ron looked down embarrassed about asking such a question. "I'm sorry Awena, I shouldn't have asked such a thing?" he said to his half-eaten plate of food.

Awena smiled, the seriousness in her eyes being replaced with a happy look. "It's ok Ron. If I didn't want to talk about it I wouldn't." She replied.

Ron looked up quickly from his plate, surprised at the sincerity in her voice. He then saw the warm smile on her lips was reflected in her already warm green eyes. The warmth in her eyes made them glitter like emeralds. Her smile seemed to be contagious as Ron smiled back broadly in equal happiness.

The conversation then continued with many of the students asking her questions about her past, seen as she didn't mind answering these questions, and about what her lessons are going to be like.

"Where's Landydno?" Lee Jordan asked.

"It's pronounced LLAN-dud-NO." she replied in a forced patient voice "It's on the north coast of Wales. It's a historic town by the sea."

"What are you gonna be teaching us?" Ginny Weasley asked.

"A little bit of this and a little bit of that." She said mischievously.

"Oh come on, Awena. Please?!?" echoed from around her.

"I will NOT give away anything, but I will tell you it will be special."

"Ok then, little miss magic, why have you decide to come here instead of a different school to teach?" Fred and George Weasley asked at once.

"Because I'm looking for something important to me. And this is the one place I have been able to narrow it down to." She answered with yet another serious look in her eyes as her face-hardened.

Before they could ask anymore questions Professor Hughes and Professor McGonagall reached them on their way out of the Hall.

"Miss Awena, Mr Potter, Mr Weasley and Miss Granger, will you four please come with us" Professor McGonagall asked in her usual serious tone.

The Golden Trio turned to stare at each other as they and Awena rose from their seats and started to follow her and Professor Hughes out of the Great Hall. When the student body noticed that they were walking away from the Gryffindor table and out of the Hall, silence echoed around them as they stared at the four pupils being led out of the hall.


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