A/N: I know that Violet seems to miss Harry too much, but seriously; he's her best friend and brother. And Anka has grown up with Harry too! A big THANK YOU to my editors Kara and Priscilla. I went through three other editors beforehand.
Disclaimer: Most of what you see here belonds to JKR. Some of what you see here belongs to anyavioletta, from The Good Morrow, Death By Champagne and The Voice Mail Morrow. The there is like.. one person that is mine. But, you know, the plot is mine (except for canon stuff).
FHP
- CHAPTER TWO -
Quidditch
At first the letters were frequent and informative, telling the girls about everyone he had met and everything that had happened. Then, one week, there was no letter. In one hour it would be a whole week since he had written. In her bedroom, Violet tapped her foot, impatient for news, before angrily pulling out a piece of parchment and scrawling a note.
"Ronan," she whispered to her family owl, stroking it lovingly, "I want you to give this to Harry and not come back until he's written a reply. Peck his hand if you have to."
Meanwhile, at the Gryffindor Common Room, Harry Potter was laughing with his two new friends, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger, when Hermione heard a tap on the window. She got up, unnoticed by the other two, and returned with an owl on her shoulder.
"Hey," Harry said, sitting up straighter, "that's my owl!" Harry's eyes suddenly widened with fear as he looked at the parchment Hermione was holding.
"Harry, here," she said, passing over the note that had been attached to Ronan's leg. Harry shook his head. "Take your letter, Harry." Once again, Harry shook his head.
"No, I broke my promise, she told, I know it! That's from Uncle Padfoot… he's probably right there in the living room…" Hermione looked worried at Harry's little rant and looked at the letter.
"It says 'To Ry, From Vi'. I'm assuming Vi isn't your Uncle Padfoot."
"Vi?" Harry said curiously. "Read it." Hermione sighed, but complied.
Dear Ry, You're about to break your promise; do you really want to do that? Love,
Vi
"Who's Vi?" Ron asked.
"Violet. Only I can call her Vi," Harry said automatically. "She's my sister. She told me to warn you that she and Anka are coming next year."
"Anka?" Hermione asked curiously.
"She's my best friend," Harry said simply. He got up and ran around the room, asking for a quill, parchment and ink. He sat down again and quickly scrawled a short note, sending it off with Ronan, before starting another one.
"So, what's this promise she's talking about?" Ron asked, unthinkingly biting on a Chocolate Frog.
"She made me promise to write to her, that's all. I have to write to both her and Anka at least once a week. If I only write to one of them, the other is allowed to send a Howler. And if Violet doesn't get a letter once a week then she's going to tell Uncle Padfoot about me and Anka."
"You and Anka?" Ron asked. Harry just blushed in response.
Harry continued writing, then looked up at his friends, "What's happened this week?"
"You made friends with me," Hermione said, pointing at herself. Harry wrote some more and then finished.
"OK, I need to do two more letters. Hmm, I'll get Fred and George to write something to Vi, she likes them; thinks they're funny."
"And Anka?"
"I'll write to her." Harry blushed again before walking off toward Fred and George.
Back at the Potter's house, Ronan flew back through Violet's window proudly, brandishing his leg. Anka, who was now with Violet, got up quickly, but was disappointed when there was only one note.
"He is so getting a Howler," she growled.
"Sh, no he isn't." Anka read the note over Violet's shoulder.
Sorry, Vi, It's OK, I'm writing it now. Don't do anything rash. Love,
Harry
Five minutes later, Hedwig flew into her room also, carrying three notes.
"You've always been my favourite, Hedwig. You bring me the best news," Violet said, smiling fondly at the snowy owl. After giving her some water and a few Owl Treats, she turned to Anka, who smiled and headed out of the room. The two girls ran to Harry's room, where they always read the letters from Harry.
They got comfortable on Harry's bed and looked at the letters. The first one said 'To Vi and Anka, From Harry'. This was the one they always opened first.
Dear Vi and Anka, Sorry I almost forgot. You can get angry at me at Christmas. Hogwarts has been practically throwing homework at us and we're only first years! It doesn't help that Oliver is pulling me onto the Quidditch pitch every single night. Guess what? I made another friend! Her name is Hermione Granger! I know I said she was bossy and annoying, but she's actually really nice and is helping me and Ron heaps with our schoolwork.
Anka growled a little at this.
I can't wait for Christmas. Ron invited me over to his house. Oh wait, no. He DID invite me, but his parents are going to Romania to visit his brother, Charlie, so they are all staying here and Ginny is staying with their Great Aunt Muriel, which for some reason is really funny. Hey, I just had a great idea! Why don't you ask mum if Percy, Fred, George, Ron and Ginny could stay with us? I'll tell him to ask now as well. See you then, miss you both, Harry P.S. Ron's mum said it would be OK. Go ask, Vi, NOW!
"Honestly, he is SO demanding. OK, here's your letter," Violet said, handing Anka the letter that said 'To Anka, From Harry', and grabbing her own. She got up and left the room, going into her father's study like she always did.
"Violet?"
"Oh, hey Dad…" She made to back out.
"Letter from Harry?" he asked her. She nodded. He beckoned for her to come forward and pulled her onto his lap, loving the fact that, at almost eleven, she still loved being close to her father. Really, Violet had been acting younger than she really was for a little over a year now, as she knew that her father and uncles didn't really want her to grow up. She was always in their favour when she behaved like this.
Dear Vi, I miss you heaps. Love,
Ry
"Excuse me?" Violet growled.
"Violet, there's more on the back," James said soothingly. She flipped it over and laughed, reading intently now.
Dear Violet, How have you been? Didn't think we'd be hearing from you for a while, but Harry said you wanted to talk to us. We also hear that you're our biggest fan. Pray tell; how is home life treating you? Are we sorely missed?
Violet continued to read the rest of their quirky anecdotes and jokes, chuckling the whole time.
We may be seeing you at Christmas, apparently, dear child. All our love, Fred and George
Violet turned to her father, "By the way, Dad, Harry asked if Percy, Fred, George, Ron and Ginny Weasley could stay with us. But, if that's too many then Ginny can just stay with her Great Aunt-"
"No, it's fine, darling." Violet grumbled a bit, but her father reassured her. "I'll tell you a secret…" When she left the room she was grinning from ear to ear. She bounded into Harry's room, seeing Anka furiously writing her reply. Once they were done they worked on the mutual reply they always did, and sent the four letters (as Violet had included one for Fred and George) off with Hedwig. They watched her until she had flown out of sight then decided to turn in.
"Why are you grinning?" Anka asked softly, tired and ready to dream about Harry.
"I'm going to Hogwarts," Violet said simply.
"So am I, dummy, at the same time as you, too. So why are you grinning?"
"I'm going to Hogwarts… next week." Anka sat bolt upright.
"Just you? How? Why? When did you find out?"
"Dad and Uncle Padfoot are taking me and you. We're staying in Hogsmeade for a weekend."
"I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS!" Anka squealed. Lily came bursting through the door.
"What are you two doing in here?" she asked, seeing them snuggled in Harry's bed. Violet looked surprised.
"We always sleep in here when Anka sleeps over," she told her mother.
"Since when?"
"Since Harry left…" Anka said softly. Lily went from suspicion to concern in an instant.
"Well, get some rest…"
Violet smiled happily, fiddling with her necklace and watching Anka spin around the ring on her finger.
"Anka, are you packed yet?" Sirius called out on Saturday morning, the day of the Quidditch match.
"No, no, no! What am I supposed to bring? I don't know what we'll be doing!" Anka broke down and sat on the floor, distraught. Her mother decided to take charge and five minutes later had Anka's small trunk fully packed with everything she'd need.
"Let's go, Anka. Don't you want to see Harry?" This got Anka right up and out the door, waiting for her father, who held her hand and apparated into the Potter's house, where Violet was sitting ready and James was running around like a headless chicken. Sirius looked at Violet for an explanation.
"Mum had to leave early and he doesn't know how to pack," she said, sighing. Sirius grabbed his friend and dragged him into his room. Ten minutes later they emerged, James carrying his now fully packed trunk.
The fathers held their daughters' hands and apparated in front of the Three Broomsticks. Anka and Violet whirled around to see Hogwarts looming over them. They squealed in delight.
"Breakfast first, then Quidditch, then Harry," James said sternly.
"I already ate!" Sirius, Anka and Violet all said in sync. They checked into the inn and, leaving James to his breakfast, walked up to the castle decked in Gryffindor colours, as that was who they would be cheering for. They brought their respective broomsticks with them and, as no one was there yet, had their own game of Anka and Violet versus Sirius. James suddenly flew onto the pitch and it was Potters versus Blacks.
Potters won.
"We just schooled you, Uncle Padfoot!" Violet said, circling her godfather. Remus had meant to be her godfather, but as Sirius had delivered her they felt it was automatic. Instead, Sirius' third and final child, Lesa, was Remus and Marina's godchild. Sirius began chasing Violet, and was about to catch her when they noticed several people in the stands. James looked at his watch.
"Uh oh, almost time!" he said excitedly. They flew over to their seats with the parents and teachers and waited. In almost no time at all the stands were packed.
"Hey, look at that!" Anka pointed out. It was a large banner that said 'Potter for President' with a large Gryffindor lion underneath. They watched the paint flash colours for a while, mesmerized, when they heard a mixture of cheering and booing as each team walked out. Violet pulled out her binoculars, searching for her brother.
"I see Harry!"
The referee gave a loud blast on her whistle and both teams arose in the air. A few rows down from the Potter-Black group, Lee Jordan was commentating.
"And the Quaffle is taken immediately by Angelina Johnson of Gryffindor – what an excellent Chaser that girl is, and rather attractive, too-"
"JORDAN!"
"Sorry, Professor." Violet rolled her eyes at Fred and George's friend, and focused on Harry who was gliding over the game.
"GRYFFINDOR SCORE!" Violet stood up and cheered with the rest of the Gryffindors. Suddenly the Seekers were diving for the Snitch.
"Come on, Harry!" Anka yelled. Then she screamed. One of the Slytherins had blocked Harry, causing his broom to spin off course.
"So – after that obvious and disgusting bit of cheating-"
"Jordan!" growled the Professor next to him.
"I mean, after that open and revolting foul-"
"Jordan, I'm warning you-"
"Alright, alright. Flint nearly kills the Gryffindor Seeker, which could happen to anyone, I'm sure, so a penalty to Gryffindor, taken by Spinnet, who puts it away no trouble, and we continue play, Gryffindor still in possession."
Next, Slytherin scored, then suddenly Harry was racing towards the ground. He suddenly clapped his hand to his mouth.
"Is he going to throw up?" Violet asked, worried. Then he coughed and something gold fell into his hand.
"I've got the Snitch!" They heard him yell. Violet and Anka cheered like maniacs. The Slytherin captain was off complaining, but no one cared. Everyone was rushing to the grounds to congratulate the team, but Violet and Anka had hopped on their brooms and was faster than anyone.
"YOU WON!" Violet yelled. Harry whipped around to see his sister and his best friend standing there, holding their brooms. Before he could say anything, they had enveloped him in a hug.
"What are you doing here?" he croaked.
"You think we'd miss your first match?" a voice said behind Harry. Violet and Anka let go of him and he turned to see his father and his godfather.
"Dad! Uncle Padfoot!" After a quick hug and congratulation, Harry went with his team to change.
"James Potter, Sirius Black. How have you been?" asked the Professor who had been next to Lee.
"Oh, wonderful, Minerva. Meet the kids," James beckoned the lady toward Violet and Anka.
"Minerva, this is my first born, Anka, and James' second born, Violet. They'll be starting at Hogwarts next year. Girls, this is Minerva McGonagall; she'll be your Transfiguration Professor next year."
"It's wonderful to meet you," Anka gushed. Violet smiled politely but said nothing. Soon Harry was back.
"James and I are going to stay with the adults, you go hang with Harry in the Gryffindor Common Room." Anka and Violet's faces lit up and they dragged Harry away, ordering him to show them the Common Room. When they entered it a party was in full swing.
"Violet?" someone said.
"Fred! George!" She left Harry and Anka and ran up to them, George deftly swooping down and swinging her around as if he had known her for years. He passed her to Fred who gladly held her.
"You want a Butterbeer?" he asked her. Violet nodded enthusiastically. The three spoke like old friends until the party ended. It was past dinnertime and everyone had eaten their fill. "Where are you staying?"
"The Three Broomsticks. But I might just crash here." As she said this Anka was coming towards her with Harry, Ron and Hermione. Seeing the tension between Anka and Hermione, Violet decided to help.
"HERMIONE! Harry has told me all about you. Come, let's talk." And she made her sit next to her and Fred, who was still acting as her chair. George sat on her other side and Hermione looked about, bombarded. Ron sat on an armchair, as did Harry, pulling Anka down to sit on him. I winked at her and she smiled happily at me.
The conversation flowed easily until everyone was tired.
"I'm off. See you tomorrow," Hermione said, making her way to bed. Fred and George stretched too.
"Night night, little Violet," George said, kissing her forehead. Fred copied and gave her a hug as well before retiring. Violet looked a little lost now, all on her own on the couch. Harry motioned to Ron to sit with her and he did, sighing. Violet beamed at him and settled herself on his lap. Harry and Ron looked gobsmacked, not expecting such physical contact. Ron slowly, and unsurely, put his arms around Violet, afraid he would be yelled at by a Potter. But Violet seemed to be asleep, leaning against his chest and breathing evenly.
Anka got up, "OK, I say we go to bed." Harry got up too, stretching before grabbing Anka's hand again.
"You going to the inn?" he asked sadly.
"No way." He grinned at her and they started walking to the dormitory.
"Um, guys?" Ron whispered uncertainly.
"Just pick her up, she weighs almost nothing," Harry said easily. Ron did as was told and noticed she was rather lighter than his own little sister.
They made their way to the top of the tower to the boys' dormitory. Dean looked at them, confused, but said nothing.
"Put her in my bed," Harry told Ron. They both grabbed their things and got changed in the bathroom. Ron blushed as he walked past Anka, who wasn't even looking at him. Harry got in to bed next to Violet, and Anka next to him. "I missed you," he whispered, as quietly as he could, to Anka. She chuckled.
"Every time you sent us a letter, I would sleep over, and Violet and I would stay in your room. Look," She showed him the ring she had taken.
"That's mine," he said softly.
"Yeah, it is. And look here," She pointed to Violet's neck where the girl's self made charm necklace was.
"It was her idea, wasn't it," he asked her.
"Yeah," Anka said, "She misses you like crazy. Christmas can't come soon enough."
"Yeah," he murmured drowsily. He fell asleep and she watched him for a while before also giving herself up to unconsciousness.
Wow, getting unorganized. Ok, so I posted this the other day but I didn't add an ending author's note.
You may have noticed I used direct quotes from the book. I will be using alot from the original books (Voldemort didn't effect EVERYthing. Like the Triwizard Tournament; that will still be on. Except Harry won't be a Champion so it'll be more hunky dory. And the Yule Ball; I've decided it's an annual event for fourth years and above, not just for the Triwizard Tournament.)
Characters Introduced:
Ronan - MINE. Black family owl. Pronounced 'row-nan'.
Hermione Jean Granger - JKRs. Gryffindor First Year.
Hedwig - JKRs. Harry's owl.
Charlie Weasley - JKRs. Mentioned only. Lives in Romania.
Great Aunt Muriel - JKRs. Mentioned only.
Angelina Johnson - JKRs. Mentioned only. Gryffindor Chaser.
Marcus Flint - JKRs. Mentioned only. Slytherin Chaser.
Alicia Spinnet - JKRs. Mentioned only. Gryffindor Chaser.
Minerva McGonagall - JKRs. Head of Gryffindor House. Deputy Headmistress.
Dean Thomas - JKRs. Gryffindor First Year.
I'm going to do the Character's Introduced thing for every chapter. I'm hoping it will make your life easier :D
Love,
Sace