The Ugly Truth

by Smiles123

MAJOR BASHING! Samantha Scarlet Lily Potter has always lived in her brothers shadow. The great 'Boy who Lived' However when Umbridge decides to meddle with Destiny everyone will know the whole truth! and the truth isn't always pretty! DISCLAIMER - DO NOT OWN HP!

2. Reading 'The Boy Who Lived'

''Hem Hem..." Umbridge called for attention scowling at some of the unwanted visitors Dumbledore had invited.

"I think its time the truth is revealed don't you?"

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Many looks of confusion were passed round the hall.

Harry looked at Remus for the answer but Remus answered his questioning look by shaking his head indicating all would be revealed in a minute.

Harry scowled, he was getting left out again, he hated when that happened, he deserved to know.

Sam passed the butter to Blaise who sat on the arm of the couch she, Daphne and Tracey sat on. Her mask showing nothing, sure she was a little curious but she guessed they were about to find out, and her gut feeling told her she wouldn't like it.

"I was given a package with a note-"

"Love note and chocolates from Filch?" Fred Weasley asked loudly, many snickers and coughs were heard, Sam's lips twitched and Molly Weasley gave her son a scolding look but decided not to comment and let the poor woman continue.

Umbridge scowled at the boy but decided she would rise above it especially since the minster was here so she continued on ignoring the comment "the package contained information about a certain student"

Harry groaned banging his head against the back of the couch already guessing by the smug smirk she sent him.

Many were heard wondering why this concerned them? Isn't it a invasion of privacy for the poor student?

"-the student is Mr Potter-" There were a few gasps, students exchanged looks! Invasion of privacy? who cares!

"-therefore about Miss Potter as well-" Sam and Harry exchanged looks, Daphne and Tracey on either side of her both frowned for a second before their faces became neutral.

"about their past,present and future" Umbridge added smirking as she got a satisfactory response.

Hufflepuffs gasped chatting excitedly, Gryffindors glared some shouting about invading privacy, Ravenclaws frowned in thought what did this package contain? memories? more importantly how did she get her hands on this package.

Slytherins remained calm, their faces cold but if you looked closely several eyes were twitching, fists were curling, after all Sam was very much liked throughout all of the Slytherin household apart from a few students that had taken after their parents.

Harry couldn't hold back his astonishment as many spoke up for him, perhaps he wasn't alone after all. Sam on the outside looked calm, looked even slightly bored that she knew bothered Umbridge so much, however inside she was freaking out! What was the package? memories? she hoped not!

"This package as many you are wondering were given to me by the fates-"

Ravenclaws confusion was swept away to be replaced with shock and fear. "The fates? aren't they supposed to be dangerous! aren't they marked in the dark creature list the ministry-" A brave fourth year was cut off by Umbridge.

"Yes,yes however they have agreed to cooperate" Severus Snape held in a snort, cooperate sure, more like blackmailed with execution. Whispering was going around the hall.

"They have turned their memories into writing so we can find out the truth!" Now it wasn't whispering it seemed everyone was talking!

"Hem hem..." Umbridge 'coughed' no one seemed to listen and Umbridge and the Minister exchanged looks.

"SILENCE" Dumbledore roared sending red sparks into the air.

It went silent. Umbridge scowled.

''Hem Hem..." Umbridge spoke her voice shrilly "As i was saying, the fates of course are never wrong so everything in these books are true"

Many were exchanging looks. Grabbing the package from under her chair Umbridge picked up a book and laid it on the head table. "The first book which the fates informed contains the Potters first year is called 'The Potters and The Philosopher's Stone"

'The Golden Trio' exchanged looks of uneasiness, as more questions seemed to swim round the hall, Sam remained neutral.

"The second book about their second year at Hogwarts is called 'The Potters and The Chamber of Secrets"

The adults that had not been there that year when the chamber was opened looked startled wasn't that just a myth? The students were just excited to see if the rumours were true! Did Harry Potter slay the great monster and save them all? Or was that just a lie?

Ginny Weasley shuddered at the title curling her head into the side of her mother.

Sam looked at Ginny Weasley with narrowed eyes, she hoped that after the second book the Weasley girl would get a punishment!

Sure she hadn't opened the chamber and therefore wasn't responsible but the girl knew her memories were getting taken away and that weird stuff was happening to her and didn't talk to anyone! Besides she even threw the diary into the bathroom! She didn't even think about giving it to a teacher!

"The third book is called 'The Potters and the Prisoner of Azkaban"

Padfoot perked his head up licking Harry's face excitedly, Harry and Remus beamed knowing after the third book Sirius would have to be announced innocent!

A couple of students had gave frightened gasps remembering that year.

Fudge smiled knowing this was when the Potters had started exclaiming ridiculous stuff!

"The fourth book is called 'Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire"

No one had to guess why it was only called 'Harry Potter' and not 'The Potters', after all only Harry had entered his name somehow into the gobelt, not Samantha.

"The next is called 'The Potters and the Order of the Phoenix"

Mad-Eye Moody narrowed his eyes, thanking merlin that the Fates had been smart enough to cast a spell similar to the Fidelius Charm around the hall so no one other than the people in this hall could openly discuss or write anything about the books.

Ravenclaws looked curious at the title, wasn't that the group Dumbledore had set up back in the first wizarding war against You-Know-Who.

Amelia Bones seemed to be on the same wave length as well as her eyebrows rose.

Umbridge contained her glee as the Minister patted her arm in praise, knowing that secrets were definitely in that book and may contain information about Dumbledore, his army and their secret weapon.

"Their sixth year is called 'Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince"

Severus Snape stiffened, he was sure he had burned all copies of his work in Hogwarts!

Sam turned to her two friends who both shrugged they didn't know anyone named 'The Half-Blood Prince'

Harry had similarly turned to Remus and Hermione who both looked confused as well.

"-and the last is called 'Samantha Potter and the Deathly Hallows"

Samantha wondered why it was only her name that was mentioned but she knew she would find out.

Dumbledore looked confused, he had given the cloak to Harry! Harry should be the one to obtain the deathly hallows and destroy Voldemort not the slytherin! Oh things could go very wrong!

Luna looked at Samantha wondering when she obtained the hallows if she would let her daddy hold them. After all he had been obsessed with the objects for a while, like she was obsessed with nargles.

Many pupils and teachers alike looked confused however a few had made the connection from the fairy tale and had started wondering if the story was true?!

"hem hem shall i begin!" Umbridge didn't leave room for question and opened the book but before she could begin Amelia Bones cleared her throat.

"Yes Madame Bones?" Umbridge asked in her sickly sweet voice.

Amelia Bones didn't seem affected "Perhaps Headmaster Dumbledore should start the reading off? as it is his school"

Umbridge smile made several younger students flinch, her smile was obviously faked as she glared at Amelia Bones with her eyes.

"That sounds very good Dolores?" Fudge interrupted noting wanting a fight to break out between the two ministry officials again. After all that would look very bad to the students and he wanted everyone to have a high impression of the Ministry and him.

Dumbledore smiled his eyes twinkling "Excellent thank you Madame Umbridge-" he paused as he opened the book to the first chapter smiling at his students "-i will cast a sonorous charm around the hall so if you have any questions please speak up and do not be afraid to share your opinions"

As soon as Dumbledore had finished speaking a sixth year Ravenclaw's arm shot up.

"Yes Miss Chang?" Harry turned slightly red as he caught sight of the pretty Ravenclaw.

"What about our classes sir?" There seemed to be a murmur of agreement from the rest of the houses.

"Well thank you for reminding me Miss Chang i had simply forgotten! The fates as you know have extraordinary magic-"

"Dangerous" Minister Fudge interrupted adding his thoughts.

Dumbledore nodded his head in recognition before continuing on, Harry though thought Dumbledore was avoiding his eyes again and he grew annoyed.

"The fates have of course can be named simply put Destiny and as we read the wonderful creation the fates have given us time has how would you call it? stopped for us!"

There were several gasps but no one commented knowing they would be given more information later on.

"Chapter one: The Boy Who Lived"

No one needed to guess who that was, Sam rolled her eyes.

Mr. and Mrs. Dursley,

Harry groaned, he already hated this! Remus and 'Padfoot' were the only ones to hear his groan and both looked curiously at the boy.

Sam's eye twitched at the mention of the Dursleys.

of number four, Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much.

The Weasley twins were looking very amused and decided to comment "You are very and humbly-" one began and the second finished "-welcome"

Many looked at the twins amused by their antics. However Minerva McGonagall didn't look amused at all "Please try and keep you comments to yourself Mr Weasleys or we will be here longer than necessary"

Sam smirked and vowed to comment more just to annoy the Gryffindor head of house, she still hadn't forgiven McGonagall for not believing Harry and his friends with the stone, even if the idea was ridiculous in the end someone was trying to steal it but all the teachers apparently had plenty of confidence in their tasks, or was it Dumbledores task?

Too much faith that was there problem either way.

They were the last people you'd expect to be involved in anything strange or mysterious, because they just didn't hold with such nonsense.

Sam gasped dramatically drawing the halls attention, she stammered "N-Nothing strange or mysterious?" She pretended to faint in a very shocked Daphne arms, Daphne snapped out of her shock and chuckled catching the girl.

There were snickers round the hall, however many sounded half-hearted as people were still in shock that a 'snake' could have been funny.

The Slytherins were all internally shocked that one of their own had let down their mask for a second, wondering if it was time to let their masks down... but in the end they had always gotten hurt, there were a lot of prejudice people in the hall, not many of them were Slytherins.

The Weasley Twins grinned at the Slytherin slightly shocked but decided to add to her 'act' by shouting and waving their arms dramatically "THATS OUTRAGEOUS!"

There were laughs around the hall, many Slytheirns joined in shocking people, if one of their own had let their masks down why shouldn't they? the older slytheirns who hadn't let their masks down had twitched in amusement.

Mr. Dursley was the director of a firm called Grunnings, which made drills.

"What're drills?" asked a Slytherin first year, who was instantly hushed by one of the higher year Slytheirns whos masked hid their confusion as well.

Charity Burbage put up her hand to gather the halls attention "Perhaps we could have a lesson afterwords-" Dumbledore nodded his head in permission so Charity conjured a sheet of parchment and quill informing the hall "I will write down the muggle objects and phrases that you are confused by and at the end of the chapter we could perhaps have a discussion?"

Many relaxed, glad they would not make a fool out of themselves by not understanding. Arthur Weasley felt a giddy smile take over his face, Molly Weasley looked at her husband and sighed slightly exasperated.

He was a big, beefy man with hardly any neck, although he did have a very large mustache.

"Charming" Bill snorted at the description, Molly frowned at her eldest.

Sam gave a grin calling "Didn't know you swung that way Bill!"

Many noises of amusement were heard throughout the hall and Molly Weasley looked scandalous.

Fred Weasley recovered from his laughter and replied before Bill could "Haven't you heard? He's been giving Fleur that french triwizard champion english lessons" He also added air quotation marks when he said 'English Lessons'.

Sam raised an eyebrow at Bill, he didn't have to read her mind to know what she was thinking.

Told you so.

Mrs. Dursley was thin and blonde and had nearly twice the usual amount of neck,

"To make up for her husband" Sam muttered, of course everybody heard because of the sonorous charm that had been cast around the hall.

Molly Weasley scolded the girl "Honestly Samantha they are your relatives you should show them respect"

Sam didn't blink "Mrs Weasley you are not my mother so do not try and scold me"

'Padfoot' barked in agreement making proper eye-contact with his godsons twin for the first time, she bit her lip and tilted her head to the side for a moment before her mask fell on. He was probably only agreeing with her because he didn't like Mrs Weasley and or the fact I am Harry's Twin she thought.

Dumbledore cleared his throat drawing everyone's attention away from the fight, Molly Weasley was shocked and angry! How dare that girl talk to her like that! Wasn't she ever told to show respect for her elders?

which came in very useful as she spent so much of her time craning over garden fences, spying on the neighbors.

There were many raised eyebrows in disbelief, Severus Snape hid his smirk of amusement, didn't seem Petunia had changed much.

The Dursleys had a small son called Dudley and in their opinion there was no finer boy anywhere.

Mr Weasley coughed, the Potter twins spoke incredulously, in sync "Small? Fine?"

The Potter twins blinked at each other, they hadn't spoke in unison in years.

The Weasley twins grinned, they had really doubted at one point if they were twins seeing how they were never close, but then the Weasley Twins had never met another set of twins before, but they had just assumed that all twins were close.

Many had gave a short laugh at the twins before returning their attention to Dumbledore.

The Dursleys had everything they wanted, but they also had a secret, and their greatest fear was that somebody would discover it.

Umbridge and Fudge leaned forward along with others interested, where they already onto the Potters secrets?

Umbridge smirked, she knew she was going to love these books ... how very wrong she was.

They didn't think they could bear it if anyone found out about the Potters.

Quite a few people muttered in confusion, some looked disappointed about the 'secret' and several had asked "What is wrong with the Potters?!"

Harry smiled at his friends defence.

Mrs. Potter

Snape couldn't help but slightly flinch at the reminder, Mrs Potter he couldn't help but fall for Lily Evans. He had always known from the beginning she could never love him they way he loved her but he young and foolish thought time could change this. But he made a mistake, he screwed up and this was the consequence.

He glared at Harry, he was the reminder of Potter, Potter had won, he had to look at the carbon copy of James Potter everyday with his Lily Evan's eyes.

He glanced at Samantha and was surprised to notice she was already looking at him, she didn't blush at getting caught staring instead she rose a eyebrow but turned her face towards Dumbledore but Snape could see she was still in thought over something else.

He grumbled, Samantha was a reminder too of course, but he couldn't make himself hate her, she had too much of her mother in her.

Not knowing or most likely choosing to ignore Severus glazed expression Dumbledore read on...

was Mrs. Dursley's sister, but they hadn't met for several years; in fact, Mrs. Dursley pretended she didn't have a sister,

''What? How come?" Daphne couldn't help herself but ask in shock, she glanced at the couch next to hers and caught her younger sisters eye, she could never ignore her sister or pretend she didn't have one! Her sister was her life!

Remus Lupin answered shrugging "They were never really close from what i gather -" Snape looked away, only he knew how close the sisters had really been before Lily went to Hogwarts "i also think her sister was jealous of Lily and her magic"

Dumbledore caught Severus's eye for a moment before Snape looked away. Dumbledore deciding the discussion was over began to read again.

because her sister and her good-for-nothing husband

'Padfoot' growled threateningly and Harry scratched his head trying to calm his godfather.

Amelia Bones cocked her head to the side in thought looking at the 'animal' it seemed very well trained.

"James wasn't good for nothing" Remus muttered annoyed.

were as unDursleyish as it was possible to be.

"Thats not even a word" Hermione spoke up her nose high and several Ravenclaws nodded in agreement, they were already disliking the couple.

The Dursleys shuddered to think what the neighbors would say if the Potters arrived in the street.

Sam smirked.

The Dursleys knew that the Potters had a small son, too, and a daughter but they had never even seen him or his twin sister.

"Why not?" Molly interrupted slightly shocked "I understand Lily and her sister were not close but honestly shouldn't she have tried to contact her sister"

Remus answered sighing sadly "Molly Lily did try Petunia just did now want to hear"

Daphne shuddered locking eyes with her sister.

Dumbledore cleared his throat catching everyone's attention from their internal musings.

The two children were another good reason for keeping the Potters away; they didn't want Dudley mixing with children like that.

"Children like what?" Hermione asked her voice shrilly, Harry patted her arm trying to calm her down.

Daphne gripped her friends arm and Tracey leaned over Daphne to give her friend a quick hug of comfort no matter what Sam meant something to both of them.

Remus closed his eyes feeling guilty that the twins had to be left there, 'Padfoot' rested his paw on Remus's knee and Remus noted he wasn't the only one feeling guilty.

When Mr. and Mrs. Dursley woke up on the dull, gray Tuesday our story starts, there was nothing about the cloudy sky outside to suggest that strange and mysterious things would soon be happening all over the country.

Mad-Eye Moody 'hmmed' that sounding very foreboding.

Mr. Dursley hummed as he picked out his most boring tie for work,

"Boring tie? why!" The Weasley twins cried slightly dramatic and everyone gave a chuckle at their antics except from a obvious few. (Molly,Minerva,Percy and Umbridge)

and Mrs. Dursley gossiped away happily as she wrestled a screaming Dudley into his high chair.

Poppy Pomfrey, Aurora Sinistra and Pomona Sprout all clicked their tongues annoyed that wasn't how you parented.

Several students muttered the word 'Brat' and Sam gave a heartfelt laugh at her friends and their word choices feeling warmed as they defended her and insulted her cousin.

Fred Weasley knew judging from Harrys expression that Sam hardly laughed, shame really he thought vowing to make her laugh more she has a nice laugh he shook his head at his thoughts ignoring his snickering twin.

None of them noticed a large, tawny owl flutter past the window.

"Constant Vigilance" Mad-Eye barked, several people jumped.

''What about the spell that repels muggles from seeing Owls?" A seventh year Ravenclaw asked confused.

Kingsley answered "That day there were so many and the spell you could say 'overpowered' and the spell broke"

Many people seemed calmed at Kingsley's reassuring voice and a couple clicked knowing what day it was and becoming more subdued.

At half past eight, Mr. Dursley picked up his briefcase, pecked Mrs. Dursley on the cheek, and tried to kiss Dudley good-bye but missed, because Dudley was now having a tantrum and throwing his cereal at the walls.

Poppy, Pomona and Aurora all 'tisked' feeling annoyance creep up in them at the lack of parenting.

"Little tyke," chortled Mr. Dursley as he left the house.

"Little" Both Fred and Sam asked incredulously at the same time, both flushing slightly afterwards.

Clearing her throat a little and ignoring her snickering friends Sam continued on "-is he serious?"

'Padfoot' barked in reply. Harry gave a light laugh and Sam seemed to shake her head slightly for a second.

Amelia Bones noted this in the back of her brain as many looks of confusion passed around the hall.

He got into his car and backed out of number four's drive.

It was on the corner of the street that he noticed the first sign of something peculiar - a cat reading a map.

Many people who had gone through McGonagall's animagus class looked at her while whispering about whether or not the cat was an animagus.

Lee Jordan at one of the Gryffindor couches declared "Thats you Minnie isn't it!"

Minerva McGonagall's lips thinned "Jordan!"

Umbridge spoke at the same time her voice shrilly "You must use a professors full last name show some respect"

Many jumped at Umbridge's voice many forgetting she was there, while Minerva looked like she was half-tempted to allow Lee Jordan to call her 'Minnie' again.

Gryffindors Sam thought rolling her eyes.

There seemed to be a bet going on at the Gryffindor couches as money was passed to the Weasley Twins and Lee Jordan, Sam noted Umbridge's, Molly's and McGonagall's annoyed looks and quickly jumped up ignoring her startled friends and walked towards the Gryffindor couches.

"Boys-" The Gryffindors jumped as Sam appeared fishing twenty nine knuts (that also counted for one sickle) out of her purse that had been shrunk in her bra and handing it to the startled redhead Gryffindor.

"-put me down that yes it is a animagus and my guess is that it is Mc-Professor McGonagall" Fred Weasley nodded his ears slightly red as he passed the money to his twin and Sam slipped her small purse back into her bra.

Bill and Charlie seemed to choke on their laughter along with George at Fred's dumbfounded expression.

Sam smirked as well and as she walked back she made sure to swing her hips lightly.

Dumbledore waited until Samantha was back in her seat before continuing, though he looked calm and slightly amused on the outside inside he was frowning not liking the chemistry between the Weasley twin and the slytherin girl, it wouldn't be good for the war if the slytherin girl was able to get the Weasleys on her side...

For a second, Mr. Dursley didn't realize what he had seen - then he jerked his head around to look again. There was a tabby cat standing on the corner of Privet Drive, but there wasn't a map in sight.

''Must be going mad" Dean Thomas commented earning a few laughs, Dean hoped it was just the man going mad as he had placed a bet claiming it was just a muggle cat.

What could he have been thinking of? It must have been a trick of the light. Mr. Dursley blinked and stared at the cat. It stared back.

''Minnie" Lee stage whispered to the twins.

"Jordan!"

As Mr. Dursley drove around the corner and up the road, he watched the cat in his mirror. It was now reading the sign that said Privet Drive - no, looking at the sign; cats couldn't read maps or signs.

"But animagus can" Sam all but sung, Daphne whacked her friend on the arm.

"Hey!"

"Don't shout in my ear then!"

Many people from the Slytherin house snickered, this was a regular occurrence in the common room.

Harry clutched his hands together tightly feeling jealous at her sisters relationship with her friend, they used to talk like that until he put his friends opinions before his own.

Mr. Dursley gave himself a little shake and put the cat out of his mind.

"Surprised he even has a mind" Sam spoke up casually and the Weasley twins snickered.

"Hear hear"

"Fred! George!"

"Sorry mother" They didn't sound sorry at all, rolling their eyes they hid their hurt, names mixed up again... they shouldn't still be getting hurt at the action.

Sam and Harry both knew Molly Weasley was wrong, Sam bit her lip her eyes hard as they gazed at Molly Weasley before looking at the Weasley twins with sympathy it was hard enough just being the boy who lived twin but if they had been identical ... Sam shuddered at the thought.

Harry who was used to Molly Weasley mixing up the twins names didn't comment not wanting to upset Mrs Weasley.

As he drove toward town he thought of nothing except a large order of drills he was hoping to get that day.

Ravenclaws nodded it was better always focusing on the task at hand for the day, while many other people from other houses rolled their eyes at the ravenclaws.

But on the edge of town, drills were driven out of his mind by something else. As he sat in the usual morning traffic jam, he couldn't help noticing that there seemed to be a lot of strangely dressed people about.

"Yes hard to believe some people can actually fit into their clothes" Sam said sarcastically.

Hermione frowned she may not like Harry's relatives but that was really rude so she commented "That was really rude"

Sam stared back unabashedly, Hermione huffed and looked away.

People in cloaks.

Many purebloods looked confused "What's wrong with that?" Pansy asked, Tracey smirked knowing that Pansy had been showing off her new cloaks the night before.

"Muggles do not wear cloaks i will go into more detail after the chapter" Professor Burbage said writing a quick note down on the parchment, Minerva sighed by this rate they would be here forever,

"Perhaps after every book?" Dumbledore suggested his eyes twinkling.

"Depends on what they need to know for each chapter" Charity Burbage answered not giving in to Dumbledores 'grandfather' look, Snape smirked slightly in appreciation.

Mr. Dursley couldn't bear people who dressed in funny clothes - the getups you saw on young people!

"Dursley can't bear any sort of people," Harry muttered, his fingers clenching the fur on 'Padfoot', causing him to look up with concern on his dog face.

Sam snorted lightly resting her head on Daphne's shoulder.

He supposed this was some stupid new fashion.

Lavender seemed slightly off, sure some fashion was sometimes over the top or slightly silly but fashion was never stupid!

He drummed his fingers on the steering wheel and his eyes fell on a huddle of these weirdos standing quite close by.

Many frowned insulted by the muggle.

They were whispering excitedly together. Mr. Dursley was enraged to see that a couple of them weren't young at all;

There were audibly scoffs and raised eyebrows at this point.

why, that man had to be older than he was, and wearing an emerald-green cloak! The nerve of him! But then it struck Mr. Dursley that this was probably some silly stunt - these people were obviously collecting for something... yes, that would be it. The traffic moved on and a few minutes later, Mr. Dursley arrived in the Grunnings parking lot, his mind back on drills.

There were many eye rolls as Dumbledore read that paragraph.

Mr. Dursley always sat with his back to the window in his office on the ninth floor.

''Boring" The Weasley twins said as they sipped some pumpkin juice.

If he hadn't, he might have found it harder to concentrate on drills that morning. He didn't see the owls swooping past in broad daylight, though people down in the street did; they pointed and gazed open-mouthed as owl after owl sped overhead.

"I know that muggles don't see our types of owls with mail and etc but really gawking?" Tracey asked a look of slight haughty disdain. Hermione 'tutted' loudly at the Slytherin.

"Got something to say Granger?" Sam asked defending her friend.

Hermione looked startled to have been 'called out'. Before Hermione could reply Dumbledore continued wanting to stop a fight from breaking out.

Slytherins Dumbledore thought always trying to fight someone, especially muggleborns.

Most of them had never seen an owl even at nighttime. Mr. Dursley, however, had a perfectly normal, owl-free morning. He yelled at five different people. He made several important telephone calls and shouted a bit more. He was in a very good mood-

''Likes shouting this guy doesn't he?" Fred pointed out the obvious.

"Just a bit" Sam replied her lips quirked at the Weasley twin.

until lunchtime, when he thought he'd stretch his legs and walk across the road

Sam and Harry were both wide eye and both spoke in unison again.

"He walked? He wanted to stretch his legs" Both Harry and Sam smiled at each other and finished dramatically "What is the world coming too?"

Many laughed at the twins and Daphne and Tracey smiled at their 'sister' glad she was getting on well with her twin today, it usually depended on his mood. However Hermione and Ron both frowned not liking the way Harry acted around the 'Snake'.

to buy himself a bun from the bakery.

"The world is right again!"Both sets of twins (Weasley and Potter) declared laughing slightly.

Molly frowned they were being terribly rude, Harry and that girl might not like their aunt and uncle but they took them in out of the kindness of their hearts why couldn't they at least be polite.

He'd forgotten all about the people in cloaks until he passed a group of them next to the baker's. He eyed them angrily as he passed.

Sam lightly shuddered Vernon Dursley's temper was almost as bad as Harrys.

Daphne frowned tightening her arm around her friend.

He didn't know why, but they made him uneasy. This bunch were whispering excitedly, too, and he couldn't see a single collecting tin. It was on his way back past them, clutching a large doughnut in a bag,

Sam and Harry both snorted at the 'Uncle' Vernon they knew.

that he caught a few words of what they were saying.

"The Potters, that's right, that's what I heard-"

Some people looked confused while others seemed to be clicking onto what day it was, Harry hadn't clicked on yet but Sam had.

Sam paled turning her head into Daphne's neck, Daphne rubbed her 'sisters' back soothingly as Tracey bent round Daphne placing her arm lightly on top of Sam's shoulder for a moment before returning to her position before.

Blaise who sat on the arm of the chair patted Sam's shoulder after Tracey and Fred Weasley caught it frowning feeling that odd feeling, he knew that feeling from somewhere he just couldn't place it.

"- yes, their son, Harry-"

Harry clicked on burying his head into 'Padfoot's' fur.

Ginny frowned wishing she could help Harry Potter.

"They have another child too? do they not?"

Many looked scandalised and slightly ashamed remembering the way they had acted when finding out their was another Potter at the sorting.

Sam didn't react obviously used to the reaction.

"-yes, little Samantha-""

Sam frowned at her full name.

Mr. Dursley stopped dead.

Sam smirked, it was cruel to wish someone dead but if she had to wish it on anyone it would be him that monster that is Vernon Dursley.

A couple of purebloods looked alarmed but catching the sound of 'Muggle phrase' the nodded less confused.

Fear flooded him. He looked back at the whisperers as if he wanted to say something to them, but thought better of it.

Coward Ron thought.

He dashed back across the road, hurried up to his office,

"Vernon's work out of the year" Sam commented dryly.

Harry nodded his head in agreement "more like ten years"

They grinned at each other, Harry seemed to realise what he was doing when Ron nudged him and he turned his head away, he didn't catch Sam's hurt look.

snapped at his secretary not to disturb him, seized his telephone, and had almost finished dialing his home number when he changed his mind. He put the receiver back down and stroked his mustache, thinking... no, he was being stupid. Potter wasn't such an unusual name.

"In the muggle world perhaps but it is pretty famous here" Hermione patted Harry's arm in pity and he gave her a small smile.

He was sure there were lots of people called Potter who had son called Harry. Come to think of it, he wasn't even sure his nephew was called Harry.

Molly Weasley looked scandalous, however she was more upset that Lily had never brought them over to Petunia at all.

'Padfoot' growled lowly his ear back and teeth showing causing a few of the younger years to squirm.

Remus and Harry both patted the dog's head and Amelia Bones drummed her fingers on the head table looking at the trio.

He'd never even seen the boy.

Molly Weasley muttered inaudible words.

It might have been Harvey. Or Harold.

"Harold's our grandfathers name" Sam commented lightly scratching her nose in thought.

Harry looked at his sister his eyes wide ''Really?" A few pupils and teachers felt pity for the boy who lost his parents, many seemed to forget that Sam had lost her parents too.

"Yeah was looking through the Potter History book in the Library Madam Pince helped me find it"

Irma Pince who had been listening but had been more focused on the new book order list she had been writing out looked up and gave a rare smile to the Slytherin.

Hermione huffed.

As for the other twin, he couldn't remember if the other twin was even female!

Many of the Slytherins looked murderous, they might to other houses be 'dark' and sure some may follow the dark path some may stay 'neutral' and some may be 'light' but they knew they had to defend each other, after all who else would? They Slytherin house only had each other!

Gryffindors hated them, Hufflepuffs obediently followed the Gryffindors and the Ravenclaws ... well they were smart not to get on the wrong side of them and be polite.

After all Mrs Dudley had only mentioned it in passing.

"Not a good enough excuse" Daphne muttered.

There was no point in worrying Mrs. Dursley; she always got so upset at any mention of her sister. He didn't blame her - if he'd had a sister like that...

Severus Snape hid his scowl turning his face away from the hall towards the large windows were he looked at a frozen bird, his frown still in place.

Harry, 'Padfoot' and Remus all looked rather angry as well consoling each other. Sam bent her head pretending to adjust her heels but in reality she was wiping away a tear, she couldn't look weak after all.

but all the same, those people in cloaks...

He found it a lot harder to concentrate on drills that afternoon and when he left the building at five o'clock, he was still so worried that he walked straight into someone just outside the door.

Harry snorted hoping the person wasn't too injured.

"Sorry," he grunted,

Filius Flitwick flushed slightly.

Sam gasped ''He has manners?" There were a few chuckles more because of her 'dramatics' than anything else.

as the tiny old man stumbled and almost fell. It was a few seconds before Mr. Dursley realized that the man was wearing a violet cloak. He didn't seem at all upset at being almost knocked to the ground. On the contrary, his face split into a wide smile and he said in a squeaky voice that made passersby stare,

Filius Flitwick seemed to go red as many students smiled knowingly at their professor, however after Filius's face calmed down slightly he felt guilty remembering that Lily and James's death hadn't kicked in till the next day.

"Don't be sorry, my dear sir, for nothing could upset me today! Rejoice, for You-Know-Who has gone at last! Even Muggles like yourself should be celebrating, this happy, happy day!"

Purebloods scowled how could anyone be so careless around muggles? Professor Flitwick bowed his head ashamed ''I was just so happy!-" He turned towards his second favourite student the girl that took after his first, like her mother.

"Your mother and fathers death didn't kick in till the next day" He admitted his squeaky voice full of shame, Sam smiled at him showing him she forgave him.

Severus Snape looked away at the smile knowing who he was reminded of.

Amelia Bones, Mad-Eye Moody and Kingsley Shacklebolt were all shaking their heads, it had been crazy for the obliviators that day at work so crazy that people from all the other departments were asked to lend a hand.

And the old man hugged Mr. Dursley around the middle and walked off.

"Your arms fit professor?" Sam asked and the small professor gave a squeal of laughter at her his eyes twinkled "Barley around his front"

Many snorted out laughter as Fred handed George over 18 knuts in payment for winning that bet, Molly frowned at her sons.

Mr. Dursley stood rooted to the spot. He had been hugged by a complete stranger. He also thought he had been called a Muggle, whatever that was. He was rattled. He hurried to his car and set off for home, hoping he was imagining things, which he had never hoped before, because he didn't approve of imagination.

The Weasley twins looked outraged and commented utterly serious "They don't approve of Imagination! They are crazy!"

Many laughed thinking the twins were being dramatic however Sam knew different and answered "Yes they think Imagination is a form of basically evil corruption but really imagination is what keeps people's spirits up in hard times and i sometimes think people grow up to fast-" I certainly did she thought.

By now Sam had the halls full attention "- when we grow up we lose the imagination we had as a child, when i came into the wizarding world i was astounded at everything that you could do and the simple magic and yet i was surrounded by people that had grew up with magic their whole lives and were not fazed by it all, yet when i showed them muggle inventions they were astounded as well! It makes me think how we laugh at children as they look at televisions or broomsticks for the first time and i realise that children see the world completely differently from the way we do and i say the children have a better view of the world than we do! but then the children grow up and they leave behind their imagination behind"

There was silence in the great hall.

Ministry Officials were simply astounded at the insight of this teenager and how... dare they say it wise she sounded. Pupils were nodding in agreement and the Weasley twins were beaming glad someone took their outrage serious after all they wanted to start a joke shop and all they had was imagination to help them on their way.

George nudged Fred and gave him a smile that told him I approve. Fred pretended he didn't know what George meant as his stomachs did flips as he looked at the beautiful girl, shes wonderful, brilliant Fred thought thinking no amount of amazement and praise was enough for the witch.

Dumbledore cleared his throat making everyone snap out of their musings as people looked at the blushing Slytherin. Dumbledore scowled he didn't have the time for that Slytherin girl right now, he couldn't have everyone supporting her! After all she was in Slytherin she was bound to turn out just like Tom Riddle.

As he pulled into the driveway of number four, the first thing he saw - and it didn't improve his mood - was the tabby cat he'd spotted that morning. It was now sitting on his garden wall. He was sure it was the same one; it had the same markings around its eyes.

People that had seen McGonagall's animagus form nodded their heads declaring that it was her.

"Shoo!" said Mr. Dursley loudly.

The cat didn't move. It just gave him a stern look.

The Weasley twins and Lee Jordan snickered knowing they had been on the end of that look quite a few times.

Was this normal cat behavior? Mr. Dursley wondered.

Dean Thomas sighed already waving goodbye to his money that was in the possessions of the Weasley Twins and Lee Jordan.

"Definitely not mate."

Trying to pull himself together, he let himself into the house. He was still determined not to mention anything to his wife.

Sprout looked at her students and told them all "That isn't a good relationship please don't take tips from that troll"

"POMONA" "PROFESSOR SPROUT" "NICE ONE"

Sprout shrugged off McGonagall's glare muttering "Just being Honest"

Umbridge and Fudge exchanged disapproving looks knowing that staff changes had to be made.

Mrs. Dursley had had a nice, normal day. She told him over dinner all about Mrs. Next Door's problems with her daughter

Sam smiled remembering Kelly that used to live next door before being shipped off to boarding school, Harry frowned slightly jealous remembering how Sam had had a friends for a couple of years while he didn't.

and how Dudley had learned a new word ("Won't!").

Sprout, Pomfrey and Sinistra frowned shaking their heads distastefully.

Mr. Dursley tried to act normally. When Dudley had been put to bed, he went into the living room in time to catch the last report on the evening news:

"And finally, bird-watchers everywhere have reported that the nation's owls have been behaving very unusually today. Although owls normally hunt at night and are hardly ever seen in daylight, there have been hundreds of sightings of these birds flying in every direction since sunrise. Experts are unable to explain why the owls have suddenly changed their sleeping pattern." The newscaster allowed himself a grin.

Mad-Eye and Kingsley exchanged looks deciding this man must be aware of the magical world.

"Most mysterious. And now, over to Jim McGuffin with the weather. Going to be any more showers of owls tonight, Jim?"

"Well, Ted,"

Tonks who had been rather quite throughout all of this suddenly exclaimed ''DAD" her hair turning from her purple style to her hot pink making several people gasp and laugh excitedly.

Tonks blushed, although she knew the students did not mean harm laughing it still hurt as she remembered the days of bullying she used to receive because of her ability, she caught Charlies eye and smiled at one of her good friends and he grinned crookedly back.

Molly grinned at the two while Remus frowned hating the feeling he had for the young witch, he felt he was doing wrong acting wrong but he couldn't help how he felt but he knew he would need to keep a leash on his feelings! After all he was too old, too poor and a monster!

'Padfoot' seemed to roll his eyes guessing his best mates thoughts.

said the weatherman, "I don't know about that, but it's not only the owls that have been acting oddly today. Viewers as far apart as Kent, Yorkshire, and Dundee have been phoning in to tell me that instead of the rain I promised yesterday, they've had a downpour of shooting stars! Perhaps people have been celebrating Bonfire Night early - it's not until next week, folks! But I can promise a wet night tonight."

Amelia and Mad-Eye both shook their heads frowning at how close they were to being found out that day.

Mr. Dursley sat frozen in his armchair. Shooting stars all over Britain? Owls flying by daylight? Mysterious people in cloaks all over the place? And a whisper, a whisper about the Potters...

Harry frowned annoyed "Theres nothing wrong with my family"

Sam nodded along with 'Padfoot' and Remus as others muttered words of praise about the long magical, powerful line of the Potter family.

Mrs. Dursley came into the living room carrying two cups of tea. It was no good. He'd have to say something to her. He cleared his throat nervously. "Er - Petunia, dear - you haven't heard from your sister lately, have you?"

As he had expected, Mrs. Dursley looked shocked and angry. After all, they normally pretended she didn't have a sister.

Daphne flinched, she looked at her sister desperately wishing to pull her into a hug but not wanting to leave her freind.

Sam guessing her thoughts nodded her hair in understanding "go" she pushed her arm slightly away and Daphne quickly walked towards her sister and pulled her up from the couch and sat back down in her sisters old seat pulling her third year sister into her lap.

Sam smiled sadly knowing why Daphne was so emotional on this subject, Astoria Greengrass when she had been younger had been diagnosed with a severe wizard flu and it had been touch and go for a little while on if they young Greengrass would live.

Fred Weasley had watched Daphne leave with a confused look before looking back at Sam, she seemed to have curled up on the couch (her heels now lying on the floor) grabbing her other friend Tracey's arm for support. Fred guessed she wasn't going to enjoy these books, not that he could blame her.

Sam looked up and her eyes connected with Fred Weasley's, blushing slightly she looked towards Dumbledore trying to ignore the butterflies in her stomach.

"No," she said sharply. "Why?"

"Funny stuff on the news," Mr. Dursley mumbled. "Owls... shooting stars... and there were a lot of funny-looking people in town today..."

Mad-Eye looked sharply away annoyed at how much evidence there was.

"So?" snapped Mrs. Dursley.

"Well, I just thought... maybe... it was something to do with... you know... her crowd."

There were a few snarls and cries of outrage at the muggle.

Mrs. Dursley sipped her tea through pursed lips. Mr. Dursley wondered whether he dared tell her he'd heard the name "Potter." He decided he didn't dare. Instead he said, as casually as he could, "Their son - he'd be about Dudley's age now, wouldn't he?"

Molly frowned and Arthur patted her arm soothing her wrath.

"I suppose so," said Mrs. Dursley stiffly.

"What's his name again? Howard, isn't it?"

"Harry. Nasty, common name, if you ask me."

"No one asked you" Ginny snapped and Harry smiled at her and she flushed and looked away, Sam who had saw rolled her eyes at the 'fan girl'.

Molly had saw as well and grinned excitedly knowing how much she wanted Harry to be married into the family.

"The other twin?

Sam winced it still hurt but then she was used to that.

was it a girl like she predicted" Mr Dursley tried to sound casual

"Yes-" Mrs Dursley pursed her lips again "Samantha i believe! She couldn't even continue the tradition!

Sam frowned looking over at Remus calling "What did she mean tradition?"

"Well Evan's girls are usually named after flowers-"

Sam frowned why didn't her mother name her after a flower? was she not good enough?!

"Though you are!" Sam gave Remus a confused look before making a 'O' with her mouth understanding.

Samantha Scarlet Lily Potter.

Although she is not part of the family anyway! Not our fault she is a freak!"

Sam and Harry both hissed while 'Padfoot' and Remus both growled.

Many others had cried out in anger as well after all Lily Potter nee Evans was very well respected and loved.

"Oh, yes," said Mr. Dursley, his heart sinking horribly. "Yes, I quite agree."

He didn't say another word on the subject as they went upstairs to bed. While Mrs. Dursley was in the bathroom, Mr. Dursley crept to the bedroom window and peered down into the front garden. The cat was still there.

What was the professor waiting for? Many thought

It was staring down Privet Drive as though it were waiting for something.

Was he imagining things? Could all this have anything to do with the Potters? If it did... if it got out that they were related to a pair of - well, he didn't think he could bear it.

Sam snorted while Harry huffed slightly.

The Dursleys got into bed. Mrs. Dursley fell asleep quickly but Mr. Dursley lay awake, turning it all over in his mind. His last, comforting thought before he fell asleep was that even if the Potters were involved, there was no reason for them to come near him and Mrs. Dursley.

Sam sighed She wished...

The Potters knew very well what he and Petunia thought about them and their kind...

The hall as one seemed to straighten and many first were being curled and many cries and snarls was heard around the room.

He couldn't see how he and Petunia could get mixed up in anything that might be going on - he yawned and turned over - it couldn't affect them...

"Jinxed it" A first year muggle born sang.

How very wrong he was.

The first year smiled smugly.

Mr. Dursley might have been drifting into an uneasy sleep, but the cat on the wall outside was showing no sign of sleepiness. It was sitting as still as a statue, its eyes fixed unblinkingly on the far corner of Privet Drive. It didn't so much as quiver when a car door slammed on the next street, nor when two owls swooped overhead. In fact, it was nearly midnight before the cat moved at all.

A man appeared on the corner the cat had been watching, appeared so suddenly and silently you'd have thought he'd just popped out of the ground.

"Apparition" People mumbled knowing this man had to be a wizard.

The cat's tail twitched and its eyes narrowed.

Nothing like this man had ever been seen on Privet Drive. He was tall, thin, and very old,

A few people coughed glancing at Dumbledore.

judging by the silver of his hair and beard

People were nodding determining it was Dumbledore.

which were both long enough to tuck into his belt. He was wearing long robes, a purple cloak

Sam held in a snort rolling her eyes, Yup that was definitely the old man.

that swept the ground, and high-heeled, buckled boots. His blue eyes were light, bright, and sparkling behind half-moon spectacles and his nose was very long and crooked, as though it had been broken at least twice.

Sam raised a eyebrow, why was that mentioned? that was very descriptive! Perhaps Sam should take a trip to the Library.

This man's name was Albus Dumbledore.

Many students looked excited after all this was the first person to be seen in the books that was here!

Albus Dumbledore didn't seem to realize that he had just arrived in a street where everything from his name to his boots was unwelcome.

Albus Dumbledore stopped and gave the students a winning smile his blue eyes twinkling "Of course i did! I just didn't pay attention to it"

Many students laughed while a few rolled their eyes not fooled by this mans act.

He was busy rummaging in his cloak, looking for something.

Umbridge and Fudge both leaned forward.

But he did seem to realize he was being watched, because he looked up suddenly at the cat, which was still staring at him from the other end of the street. For some reason, the sight of the cat seemed to amuse him. He chuckled and muttered, "I should have known."

Sam grinned winking at the Weasley twins.

He found what he was looking for in his inside pocket.

Umbridge held in a squeal, was this a weapon?

It seemed to be a silver cigarette lighter.

She deflated.

He flicked it open, held it up in the air, and clicked it. The nearest street lamp went out with a little pop.

"What is that professor?" One seventh year asked confused he had never heard of this invention.

Albus Dumbledore chuckled "It is my own invention of course"

Fudge glared at the Awe on many of the students faces.

He clicked it again - the next lamp flickered into darkness. Twelve times he clicked the Put-Outer, until the only lights left on the whole street were two tiny pinpricks in the distance, which were the eyes of the cat watching him. If anyone looked out of their window now, even beady-eyed Mrs. Dursley,

Severus hid his laughter years of practise Petunia.

they wouldn't be able to see anything that was happening down on the pavement. Dumbledore slipped the Put-Outer back inside his cloak and set off down the street toward number four, where he sat down on the wall next to the cat. He didn't look at it, but after a moment he spoke to it.

"Fancy seeing you here, Professor McGonagall."

"Pay up Boys!" Sam beamed at them, jumping off the couch and walking towards them barefoot. Hermione seemed rather annoyed at Sam's perfected manicure toe-nails that matched her finger nails.

Fred Weasley grinned pretending to sigh in annoyance as he gave her her money back with interest. "I guess i should say well done Potter"

Sam accepted the money and smiled up at him, without her heels Sam was tiny and Fred was a giant over her, she gulped as she realised how close they were, his head slightly bent and her up on her tip toes.

He seemed to realise it as well as he cleared his throat and stepped back rubbing his neck, his ears were red she noted.

"Thanks Weasley" She walked back to her houses set of couches plopping down next to Tracey and Blaise who had took Daphne's old seat. She watched as Fred and George handed out money to other students accepting money here and there.

Quite a few adults were not amused (Umbridge, Minerva, Fudge, Percy, Molly) as they watched people collecting their winnings but decided not to comment wanting to get the books on with.

''What's going on between you and that Weasley twin?" Tracey asked as she watched her friend stare at the Weasley Twins backside. Her friend flushed looking quickly away muttering "nothing"

After a few more minutes when everyone was settled Dumbledore began reading again.

He turned to smile at the tabby, but it had gone. Instead he was smiling at a rather severe-looking woman who was wearing square glasses exactly the shape of the markings the cat had had around its eyes. She, too, was wearing a cloak, an emerald one. Her black hair was drawn into a tight bun. She looked distinctly ruffled.

Several people coughed at the description.

"How did you know it was me?" she asked.

"My dear Professor, I've never seen a cat sit so stiffly."

Most Slytherins snorted knowing how stiff McGonagall could be sometimes and a few Gryffindors glared at them.

"You'd be stiff if you'd been sitting on a brick wall all day," said Professor McGonagall.

"Why then do it?" A Ravenclaw asked but McGonagall gestured towards the book.

"All day? When you could have been celebrating? I must have passed a dozen feasts and parties on my way here."

Professor McGonagall sniffed angrily.

"Oh yes, I've celebrating, all right," she said impatiently. "You'd think they'd be a bit more careful, but no - even the Muggles have noticed something's going on.

Some muggle borns seemed to stiffen at the way McGonagall worded it.

It was on their news." She jerked her head back at the Dursleys' dark living-room window. "I heard it. Flocks of owls... shooting stars... Well, they're not completely stupid.

The muggleborns shot glares at the professor who mumbled her apology.

They were bound to notice something. Shooting stars down in Kent - I'll bet that was Dedalus Diggle.

Sam let out a uncharacteristically girly giggle, that man was hilarious!

He never had much sense."

"You can't blame them," said Dumbledore gently. "We've had precious little to celebrate for eleven years."

Some pupils mouthed 'eleven years' with eyes wide while many who had been in the first wizarding war (Mad-eye, Amelia,Kingsley,Remus,Sirius etc) bowed their heads.

"I know that," said Professor McGonagall irritably.

McGonagall sniffed angrily of course she knew!

"But that's no reason to lose our heads. People are being downright careless, out on the streets in broad daylight, not even dressed in Muggle clothes, swapping rumors."

Pupils whispered worriedly wondering what would have happened if they had been discovered that day!

She threw a sharp, sideways glance at Dumbledore here, as though hoping he was going to tell her something,

Harry shook his head bitterly.

but he didn't, so she went on. "A fine thing it would be if, on the very day You-Know-Who seems to have disappeared at last, the Muggles found out about us all. I suppose he really has gone, Dumbledore?"

''Of course" Umbridge declared, Fudge smiled at her in approval.

Harry irritated snapped "He is back"

"LIAR" Umbridge jumped from her seat glaring at the Potter boy.

"Detention Mr Potter for telling-"

"Perhaps after the reading Madame Umbridge" Dumbledore suggested not looking at Harry.

Sam sighed knowing she couldn't let Harry go through this alone and knew she would need to book herself a detention with that mad woman who tortures people with a blood quill.

"It certainly seems so," said Dumbledore. "We have much to be thankful for. Would you care for a lemon drop?"

Purebloods looked confused while a few muggleborns smiled and some shuddered at the sugary too sugary sweets.

"A what?"

"A lemon drop. They're a kind of Muggle sweet I'm rather fond of."

"No, thank you," said Professor McGonagall coldly, as though she didn't think this was the moment for lemon drops. "As I say, even if You-Know-Who has gone-"

"My dear Professor, surely a sensible person like yourself can call him by his name? All this 'You-Know-Who' nonsense - for eleven years I have been trying to persuade people to call him by his proper name: Voldemort."

Flinch.

The only people who had not flinched were Dumbledore, Harry, Sam, Remus, Minerva (who had gotten over the fear that night in the book) and 'Padfoot'. Mad-Eye Moody didn't flinch either however his grip certainly tightened on his wand.

Professor McGonagall flinched, but Dumbledore, who was unsticking two lemon drops, seemed not to notice.

Dumbledore of course had noticed.

"It all gets so confusing if we keep saying 'You-Know-Who.' I have never seen any reason to be frightened of saying Voldemort's name."

"I would like you all to remember that students, fear of a name only increases fear of itself" Dumbledore patronised.

Students looked at the wizard in slight awe while Sam and a number of the Slytherins merely raised their eyebrows not impressed.

"I know you haven't, said Professor McGonagall, sounding half exasperated, half admiring.

Sam shook her head lightly not liking how everybody seemed in 'awe' of Dumbledore.

"But you're different. Everyone knows you're the only one You-Know- oh, all right, Voldemort, was frightened of."

"You flatter me," said Dumbledore calmly. "Voldemort had powers I will never have."

"Only because you are too noble to use them sir" Hermione said admiringly, Sam rolled her eyes at the kiss up Gryffindor.

Harry normally would have agreed with Hermione however as Dumbledore kept ignoring him he looked away.

"Only because you're too - well - noble to use them."

"You're just like a mini McGonagall, Hermione!" The twins shouted teasingly, making Hermione blush and if you looked closely Minerva McGonagall had a faint flush on her cheeks as well.

"It's lucky it's dark. I haven't blushed so much since Madam Pomfrey told me she liked my new earmuffs."

Students grimaced, Poppy chuckled utterly bemused by Albus's thoughts.

"didn't need to know that" Sam muttered grimacing.

"Hear hear" The Weasley twins agreed.

Professor McGonagall shot a sharp look at Dumbledore and said "The owls are nothing next to the rumors that are flying around. You know what they're saying? About why he's disappeared? About what finally stopped him?"

Everyone seemed to be looking at Harry who had shrunk down slowly in his seat wishing the ground would swallow him up. Ginny smiled at how humble her hero was.

It seemed that Professor McGonagall had reached the point she was most anxious to discuss,

Minerva McGonagall flinched as though struck, she had been very anxious after all James Potter and Lily Evans were her students her lions. That was why Minerva McGonagall didn't have daily talks with her lions now, she didn't want to loose them like she did with Lily and James.

the real reason she had been waiting on a cold, hard wall all day, for neither as a cat nor as a woman had she fixed Dumbledore with such a piercing stare as she did now. It was plain that whatever "everyone" was saying, she was not going to believe it

More like she didn't want to believe.

until Dumbledore told her it was true. Dumbledore, however, was choosing another lemon drop and did not answer.

"What they're saying," she pressed on, "is that last night Voldemort turned up in Godric's Hollow. He went to find the Potters. The rumor is that Lily and James Potter are - are - that they're - dead."

Dumbledore bowed his head in respect everyone following suit for a minutes silence.

If you looked closely you would see a 'dog' curled up tightly against a teenage boy his face slightly red, a man had his arm around his shoulders who looked rather pale and ill ... more than usual. At the other end of the hall a tear slid down the Slytherin girls face and she quickly swiped it away.

After the minuet was up Dumbledore continued his voice the only sound in the tense room.

Dumbledore bowed his head. Professor McGonagall gasped.

"Lily and James... I can't believe it... I didn't want to believe it... Oh, Albus..."

Filius patted his friends shoulder.

"Where you close to them professor?" Harry asked his voice slightly hoarse.

Minerva who had been handed a tissue could only nod her head as she blew her nose rather loudly into the tissue.

Dumbledore reached out and patted her on the shoulder. "I know... I know... " he said heavily.

Professor McGonagall's voice trembled as she went on. "That's not all. They're saying he went on to try to kill the Potter's son, Harry. But he couldn't.

There were more than a few that looked at Harry Potter in awe.

He couldn't kill that little boy. No one knows why, or how, but they're saying that when he couldn't kill Harry Potter, Voldemort's power somehow broke - and that's why he's gone."

Dumbledore nodded glumly.

"It's - it's true ?" faltered Professor McGonagall.

Many leaned forward in their seats waiting to hear the 'book' headmasters response.

"After all he's done... all the people he's killed...

Molly Weasey gave a loud cry and turned into her husband shoulder remembering her brothers.

Amelia Bones and Susan Bones looked sadly at one another while Hannah Abbott curled her head into Justins side.

Sam and Harry made eye contact and for the first time in a few years they had the connection they had lost, only for a second before they both looked away.

he couldn't kill a little boy? It's just astounding... of all the things to stop him... but how in the name of heaven did Harry survive?"

Many murmured the question again "How did he survive?"

"We can only guess," said Dumbledore. "We may never know."

Everyone sighed in disappointment, and continued to listen as Albus read the chapter.

Professor McGonagall pulled out a lace handkerchief and dabbed at her eyes beneath her spectacles. Dumbledore gave a great sniff as he took a golden watch from his pocket and examined it. It was a very odd watch. It had twelve hands but no numbers; instead, little planets were moving around the edge. It must have made sense to Dumbledore, though, because he put it back in his pocket and said, "Hagrid's late. I suppose it was he who told you I'd be here, by the way?"

Minerva stiffened honestly of course Hagrid told her! He couldn't keep anything a secret.

"Yes," said Professor McGonagall. "And I don't suppose you're going to tell me why you're here, of all places?"

Those who didn't know Harry and Sam lived at their aunts had whispered the same question just moments earlier and a number blushed.

"I've come to bring Harry and his sister

Sam choked on her bitter laugh, of course always his sister, his twin.

to their aunt and uncle. They're the only family they have left now apart from each other."

Sam and Harry made eye contact, it was true but now Harry had Sirius. Remus looked at his goddaughter with a sad smile and Sam's heart leapt with hope perhaps she had someone as well?

"You don't mean - you can't mean the people who live here ?" cried Professor McGonagall, jumping to her feet and pointing at number four.

"Thanks for trying professor" Harry mumbled sadly.

"Dumbledore - you can't. I've been watching them all day. You couldn't find two people who are less like us.

Sam actually gave a cold laugh that sent shivers down everyone's spines "Professor the Dursleys in my book anyway are the equivalent to muggle death eaters"

Several people looked confused after all weren't Slytherins supposed to be supporters of You-Know-Who?

However Remus Lupin felt anger spike inside him at himself hating how his goddaughter thought that, how his goddaughter had had a bad childhood when she could have being growing up with him? But she wasn't allowed because he was a werewolf! So in reality it was all his fault.

And they've got this son - I saw him kicking his mother all the way up the street, screaming for sweets.

Sprout, Pomfrey and Sinistra crossed their arms over their chests.

Harry Potter Samantha Potter come and live here!"

Sam looked startled at the mention of her actual name getting used, after all she was only used to girl or his twin.

Sam masked her surprise but not quick enough as Fred Weasley caught it and frowned thoughtfully.

"It's the best place for them both," said Dumbledore firmly.

Harry huffed gripping 'Padfoot's' fur.

"Their aunt and uncle will be able to explain everything to him and Samantha when they are older. I've written them a letter."

"A letter?" There were several cries of outrage and disgust at the wizard they were all in 'awe' at.

Remus Lupin growled dangerously low making a few students beside him freeze, he seemed to calm down slightly at the sight but that still didn't stop him from chewing Dumbledore's head off.

"A letter? A LETTER -" it looked obvious Remus Lupin looked closed to breaking down "- you told Petunia her sister died in a letter!-" Daphne shuddered tugging her sister closer to her "- they might not get on Dumbledore but that was way below the belt!"

Dumbledore looked thoroughly scolded, Remus took a deep breath and whirled around the his former head of house who did nothing to hide the shame in her eyes.

"and YOU you better have made him talk to them at least!-" before he could rant more he felt a warm arm pat his back and he looked into his goddaughters eyes and hid his astonishment, this was the very first time she had initiated contact with him.

She sat down beside him(as two students had moved scared) although she was trying to comfort him Remus could see the uneasiness in her eyes as she looked around the Gryffindor couch circle and he gave her what he hoped was a weak reassuring smile.

While Remus was distracted Dumbledore read on hoping he would not be yelled at more by the former student, Dumbledore was pale, he couldn't lose Remus's support! He needed a contact within the werewolf community after all! I won't be able to control Remus if he gets any closer to the Slytherin girl Dumbledore though hiding a sad sigh knowing what he must do, it was all for the greater good after all.

"A letter?" repeated Professor McGonagall faintly, sitting back down on the wall.

Remus seemed to be calming down, his hand still tightly clutching his goddaughters, he was glad at least his old head of house seemed to think the idea was maddening as well. He glanced up at his head of house with a disappointed sigh, she isn't the woman she once was but then again he was no longer the man he once was as well ... war changes everything and everyone, usually for the worst.

Sam's poker face was on letting Remus Lupin clutch her hand, he didn't know this was hurting her! She knew she was going to regret this! After all soon he will lose interest in her and only care about the boy who lived. Sam could never be bitter of her brother, she could never hate him although sometimes she would scream it it a fit of anger but she never could, she was bitter about his fame. Not that she wanted it, but she was bitter on how he ended up with his fame.

"Really, Dumbledore, you think you can explain all this in a letter? These people will never understand him!

Him... Sams poker face showed a bitter smile.

or her for that matter!

Sam rose her eyebrow in astonishment, Fred Weasley caught the look and looked away deep inside of him understanding what she was feeling.

She's a witch

"Shes a witch all right one of the best" Daphne told the hall, and Sam flushed in reply allowing her wall down ... for a second.

Remus smiled proudly at his goddaughter not catching her flush as several teachers muttered their praise of her high marks.

and Harry ... He'll be famous

Fred Weasley laughed "More than famous mate-"

George finished "Your a legend"

Harry glared mockingly at the two ignoring the slight tint of red on his cheeks.

- a legend - I wouldn't be surprised if today was known as Harry Potter day in the future - there will be books written about Harry

There were several snorts, Ironic isn't it...

- every child in our world will know his name!"

"Exactly." said Dumbledore, looking very seriously over the top of his half-moon glasses. "It would be enough to turn any boy's head. Famous before he can walk and talk! Famous for something he won't even remember! Can you see how much better off he'll be, growing up away from all that until he's ready to take it?"

"Wish everyone would stop with the whole famous thing," Harry grumbled, several people looked shocked and several people rolled their eyes thinking Potter was a good liar...

Professor McGonagall opened her mouth, changed her mind, swallowed, and then said, "Yes - yes, you're right, of course.

Of Course Sam thought rubbing her temple in frustration.

But how are the twins getting here, Dumbledore?" She eyed his cloak suddenly as though she thought he might be hiding one of the children underneath it.

"You better not have" Sam grumbled, the Weasley twins laughed at the Slytherins expression and Molly pursed her lips annoyed at how disrespectful the girl was being! It should be a privilege if the headmaster holds you when you are a baby!

"Hagrid's bringing them both."

Sam groaned earning glares from two third of the trio (Hermione, Ron) Sam didn't trust Hagrid, sure he was a lovely man after all he had helped rescue her from the Dursleys however that didn't mean he could be trusted.

"I would trust Hagrid with my life" Harry stated ignoring his sister, he knew she liked Hagrid, she just didn't trust him.

Sam looked at her brother shaking her head at his foolishness, he was too trusting that was his problem, too loyal.

"You think it - wise - to trust Hagrid with something as important as this?"

Hermione and Ron both bristled annoyed, as did Molly Weasley but for different reasons. Hermione and Ron were annoyed that people didn't trust Hagrid! While Molly Weasley was annoyed at the nerve of Minerva, how dare she questions Dumbledore!

"I would trust Hagrid with my life," said Dumbledore.

Harry blushed as multiple students looked slightly awe at the fact Dumbledore and Harry spoke alike.

"I'm not saying his heart isn't in the right place," said Professor McGonagall grudgingly,

Sam nodded surprised in agreement with the Gryffindor head of house.

"but you can't pretend he's not careless. He does tend to - what was that?"

People leaned forward engrossed in the story telling.

A low rumbling sound had broken the silence around them. It grew steadily louder as they looked up and down the street for some sign of a headlight; it swelled to a roar as they both looked up at the sky - and a huge motorcycle fell out of the air and landed on the road in front of them.

If a dog could grin 'Padfoot' certainly would be, Amelia Bones looked at the dog with narrowed eyes.

If the motorcycle was huge, it was nothing to the man sitting astride it. He was almost twice as tall as a normal man and at least five times as wide.

The first years that had not seen Hagrid yet because he was 'away' looked slightly frightened.

He looked simply too big to be allowed, and so wild - long tangles of bushy black hair and beard hid most of his face, he had hands the size of trash can lids, and his feet in their leather boots were like baby dolphins. In his vast, muscular arms he was holding a bundle of blankets.

Few girls didn't coo and several female members of staff looked ready to join in, boys rolled their eyes at the girls.

"Hagrid," said Dumbledore, sounding relieved.

Sam and Remus both looked amused, Dumbledore claimed he trusted Hagrid 'with his life' but then why was he relieved was he doubting them?

Remus shook his head after a second He is just relieved to see both twins alive especially after all the rumours.

"At last. And where did you get that motorcycle?"

'Padfoot' barked wagging his tail, pupils, teachers and ministry officials alike dismissed the bark, only a handful of people knew and grinned or like Molly rolled their eyes at Sirius Black.

Amelia Bones cocked her head to the side in thought.

"Borrowed it, Professor Dumbledore, sir," said the giant, climbing carefully off the motorcycle as he spoke. "Young Sirius Black

Amelia Bone's heart leapt to her throat gazing at the dog with wide eyes ... it couldn't be! She would need to check to see if Sirius Black had been a animagus, it probably wasn't after all why was Harry Potter so friendly with it?

A few students had let out terrified gasps.

lent it to me. I've got him, and his sister sir."

Fred Weasley frowned understanding where the resentment was coming in, he hummed in thought wondering what he could do to help? wait wait why did he want to help? He shook his head getting rid of his thoughts.

"No problems, were there?"

"No, sir - house was almost destroyed,

'Padfoot' and Remus flinched remembering the mess.

but I got them both out all right before the Muggles started swarmin' around. He fell asleep as we was flyin' over Bristol the sister hasn't fall'n yet poor wee lass."

Many of the girls cooed once more at the mental image, Ginny Weasley blushed smiling wondering what a baby Harry Potter had looked like, Fred Weasley was also on the same thoughts as his sister but his were on the female half of twins.

Daphne Greengrass gave a light laugh at her friends uncomfortable look as people cooed over the mental image of her and her brother, Harry heard a tinkling laugh that made his heart race and he shook his head not willing to turn to where two couch circles sat at the other side, Slytherin and Ravenclaw, he knew who had laughed Cho Chang.

Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall bent forward over the bundle of blankets. Inside, just visible, was a baby boy, fast asleep. Under a tuft of jet-black hair over his forehead they could see a curiously shaped cut, like a bolt of lightning.

Everyone in the hall turned for a second trying to catch a look at Harry's lightning scar and Harry sighed lifting his hair showing off the mark, Bill Weasley frowned in thought at the lightning bolt it looked like a ruin of some sort...

Beside him emerald eyes looked frantically around, the baby girl's jet of black hair was slightly thinner than her brothers. Unlike her brother her forehead was completely clear.

There were a few 'awes' at the mental images again of the baby twins.

Sam however was thinking about the scar, she couldn't deny that several times over the years she had wished she had had one as well, but then she realised how lucky she was that she didn't ...

"Is that where - ?" whispered Professor McGonagall looking at the boy's forehead.

"Yes," said Dumbledore. "He'll have that scar forever."

Harry muttered bitterly under his breath, 'Padfoot' nuzzled closer to him trying to comfort his godson.

"Couldn't you do something about it, Dumbledore?"

Harry looked up in hope at his headmaster who had simply shook his head not looking at Harry who sighed bitterly.

"Even if I could, I wouldn't. Scars can come in handy. I have one myself above my left knee that is a perfect map of the London Underground.

Girls looked disgusted, boys were muttering 'cool' 'merlin' 'wish i had...' and high fiving.

Well - give them here, Hagrid - we'd better get this over with."

Both Harry and Sam connected eyes with sad smiles on their faces before turning away.

Dumbledore took the twins in his arms and turned toward the Dursleys' house.

"Could I - could I say good-bye to them, sir?" asked Hagrid. He bent his great, shaggy head over Harry and gave him what must have been a very scratchy, whiskery kiss before doing the same to his twin.

Sam scrunched her nose.

Then, suddenly, Hagrid let out a howl like a wounded dog.

'Padfoot' barked earning multiple laughs from places in the hall.

"Shhh!" hissed Professor McGonagall, "You'll wake the Muggles!"

"S-s-sorry," sobbed Hagrid, taking out a large, spotted handkerchief and burying his face in it. "But I c-c-can't stand it - Lily an' James dead - an' poor little ones off ter live with Muggles-"

"Hagrid better be quiet or he will be found out" Sam spoke softly.

Hermione smirked at her "You know you are talking to a book right?!" Her voice was slightly patronising.

Before Sam could retort someone butted in "Leave it Granger" Fred Weasley stepped in, Hermione huffed and looked away and Sam looked at Fred Weasley curious who returned her stare for a second before looking away his ears red.

"Yes, yes, it's all very sad, but get a grip on yourself, Hagrid, or we'll be found," Professor McGonagall whispered,

Everyone snorted at the irony of it, while Molly Weasley was looking between Fred and Sam with distaste knowing she would have to step in and remind Fred of what Slytherins were like.

patting Hagrid gingerly on the arm as Dumbledore stepped over the low garden wall and walked to the front door. He laid the bundle gently on the doorstep,

Dumbledore took a deep breath hoping to read on quickly but was stopped by a growl.

'Padfoot's' ears were back his teeth gritted together as he looked at the headmaster, Minerva bowed her head ashamed.

Remus spoke what Sirius wanted to say, his eyes were glowing yellow and multiple students had let out startled gasp.

"You left them on a doorstep!" There was no mistaking the anger in Remus Lupins voice.

Harry was seen trying to coax the dog to sit again as the dog was up and standing, Amelia Bones looked on with thinned eyes.

Although Remus Lupin was angry at Dumbledore he was more angry with himself ... and his old head of house. He gazed at her with disappointed eyes, what had happened to her? This wasn't his head of house that he remembered.

Minerva avoided teachers and pupils eyes alike.

Molly huffed slightly, although she understood everyones anger but surely they all trusted Dumbledore enough to trust his judgement and besides he most likely put protections around the babies? She knew he would.

Bill and Charlie glared at the headmaster before eyeing their 'sister' with concern, she rolled her eyes fondly at them as they checked her over forgetting this was a long time ago.

Many students were whispering for a few more minutes as everything calmed down although several people were eyeing Dumbledore with distrust, Dumbledore sighed knowing this book wouldn't be as helpful as he had thought it would be, clearing his throat he continued...

took a letter out of his cloak, tucked it inside their blankets, and then came back to the other two.

Remus shook his head as their was no sound of protest it seemed from 'book McGonagall'. Sam eyed him uncertainly although his eyes were no longer glowing brightly there was still a yellow rim around his eyes, Sam bit her lip in thought, not noticing Fred Weasley's heated gaze, part of her wanted to comfort Remus then the other half, the bitter half told her to let him be... she would just get hurt in the end.

For the first time in a long time her softer half won the fight and she lay her head on Remus's shoulder, the mans full posture seemed to change, he lost the yellow rim around his eye-balls and he beamed at her wrapping his arm around her shoulders.

While all this was going on Dumbledore continued to read and George Weasley was snickering at his twin ...

For a full minute the three of them stood and looked at the little bundle; Hagrid's shoulders shook,

Sam smiled sadly thinking of the giant, sure she didn't trust him completely but his heart was in the right place and sometimes that was all that mattered.

Professor McGonagall blinked furiously

Pupils exchanged looks normally used to the stern professor, Minerva blew her nose rather loudly, it had been a terrible day three of her cubs dead, one sentenced to Azkaban and later the next day two were tortured to insanity.

and the twinkling light that usually shone from Dumbledore's eyes seemed to have gone out.

People in the hall as one shuddered.

"Well," said Dumbledore finally, "that's that. We've no business staying here. We may as well go and join the celebrations."

Sam and Harry both stiffened, Remus's hold on Sam tightened.

Celebrations alright...

"Yeah," said Hagrid in a very muffled voice, "I'll be takin' Sirius his bike back.

'Padfoot' whined and Harry patted his head chuckling at his godfather and Amelia Bones finally came to the conclusion that the dog was a animagus but she would wait before informing Harry Potter perhaps he didn't know? But first she would find out who the 'dog' really was.

G'night, Professor McGonagall - Professor Dumbledore, sir."

Wiping his streaming eyes on his jacket sleeve, Hagrid swung himself onto the motorcycle and kicked the engine into life; with a roar it rose into the air and off into the night.

"I shall see you soon, I expect, Professor McGonagall," said Dumbledore, nodding to her. Professor McGonagall blew her nose in reply.

Poppy patted her back as McGonagall repeated her action in the book.

Dumbledore turned and walked back down the street. On the corner he stopped and took out the silver Put-Outer. He clicked it once, and twelve balls of light sped back to their street lamps so that Privet Drive glowed suddenly orange and he could make out a tabby cat slinking around the corner at the other end of the street. He could just see the bundle of blankets on the step

Remus muttered curses under his breath.

of number four.

"Good luck, Harry," he murmured.

Good Luck Harry ... always Harry Sam didn't even feel the pain anymore, or perhaps it was because she was numb?

Fred Weasley and Remus Lupin both frowned glancing at the girl while Bill and Charlie glared at the headmaster.

The Slytherins as one hissed.

No one else seemed to pick up on what was wrong with that sentence, people glanced at the Slytherins confused before shrugging it off and Molly Weasley slapped the backs of Bill and Charlie's heads for glaring at the headmaster.

Harry didn't even blink, he hadn't noticed what was wrong with that sentence.

He turned on his heel and with a swish of his cloak, he was gone.

Muggle-born first years sighed happily at the signs of magic, some were still adjusting to the world of magic, some still woke up pinching themselves not believing magic was real.

A breeze ruffled the neat hedges of Privet Drive, which lay silent and tidy under the inky sky, the very last place you would expect astonishing things to happen. Harry Potter rolled over inside his blankets without waking up, his twin lay beside him silent but still awake,

Tracey and Daphne exchanged glances smiling at how their 'sister' never changed.

her tiny hand grabbed his before finally drifting off into uneasy sleep.

Many girls cooed at this image, Harry rubbed his neck embarrassed while his sister remained stoned face, Harry wished he had a poker face like hers.

One small hand closed on the letter beside him Harry slept on, not knowing he was special, not knowing he was famous, not knowing he and his sister would be woken in a few hours' time by Mrs. Dursley's scream

Severus Snape winced feeling sorry for Sam, not Harry.

as she opened the front door to put out the milk bottles, nor that his sister would spend the next few weeks being prodded and pinched by their cousin Dudley trying to protect him from harm...

Sam and Harry both flinched at how close they had both been trying to protect each other.

Pupils muttered, why did the slytherin try to protect him? isn't that against some sort of code?

The Slytherins didn't looked surprised after all it was known she was very protective of her family.

He couldn't know that at this very moment, people meeting in secret all over the country were holding up their glasses and saying in hushed voices: "To Harry Potter - the boy who lived!"

Dumbledore cleared his throat "That is the end of the chapter!"

Umbridge and Fudge sighed in disappointment.

"Perhaps a interval to stretch our legs" Dumbledore spoke sounding wary as he glanced at the book he had just read, he wanted to go through it.

Students got up moving from couches to talk to friends, people left the hall for some air.

Umbridge plucked the book out of Dumbledores grasp taking it over to where she sat with the minister though she didn't open it, after all she wanted everyone here when she read the secrets.

Dumbledore pinched the bridge of his nose annoyed.

Pulling herself out of Remus's grasp Sam called out she was going for a walk, she wasn't going to ignore everything that people would find out like Harry, she knew their cupboard would most likely come up, she knew they were all going to find out...

She wasn't sure if she was prepared for that.

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DISCLAIMER - I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER AND THE WRITING IN BOLD!

Sorry guys i know people are annoyed i am updating this rather than phase 1 but i am feeling very inspired with this story in my head!

Sorry and just to let you all know Power of Odin Phase 1 is on its way.

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