Manipulation of the Wizarding World

Chapter 2: Answers

Lupin didn't seem surprised at Harry's demand. "Harry, calm down. I don't know every detail, however, I have heard rumors… meet me in my office tomorrow after lunch, and I will tell you what I know". With that, he retreated from the great hall. Harry, Ron and Hermione just stared at each other still shocked from 'the other potter' incident.

The three friends finally headed back towards their dormitory, just trying to ignore the fact that Harry could possibly have a magical relative. They reached the portrait, where the fat lady stood poudly.

"Password?" She said with confidence.

"Higgletrum," All three of them replied almost simultaneously.

The Fat Lady's portrait swung open gaining them to their familiar home; The Gryffindor common room. All three of them were engulfed by hugs and welcomes from the rest of the Gryffindor friends.

That night, Harry just lay in his four-poster bed, thinking, wondering, imagining… He was just reliving that moment when he heard her name. What does this mean for him? Is this good? Is it bad? Why would she not be in Gryffindor? All these questions were zooming through his mind, until he was dragged back to reality by Ron snoring – LOUDLY. 'Typical' Harry said to himself. He turned away from Ron and shut his eyes, trying to force himself into going to sleep.

Three hours later, and Harry was still awake in his bed, still thinking, thinking about his future. Going to sleep was a hopeless idea. He got out of bed, went down the stone cold steps and into the common room. His cold feet were welcomed by a fuzzy feeling of the carpet, already making him feel more comfortable. He sat on the scarlet red sofa and just plainly stared at the fire. Just then, he heard someone coming down the steps. He quickly got up and hid behind the wall. It was only Hermione. He revealed himself from behind the wall and relaxed.

"err… Hi Hermione" Harry said awkwardly.

"Hi, Harry, what are you doing up so late?"

"I could ask the same to you" He replied. Harry moved to sit on the sofa.

Moving to also sit on the sofa Hermione said in a soft voice "I can't sleep. I don't know why. Maybe it's just because I'm worried about you, about this whole situation".

Harry seemed surprised. "You're worried ab-about me?"

"well, yes. What are you doing up so late then?" Hermione said quickly in order to change the conversation.

"Y'know, thinking, Ron's snoring, just the usual stuff"

They sat in silence for at least 10 minutes. Hermione broke the silence. In a more serious tone she looked at Harry and said "you haven't really had a chance to tell anyone how you feel about 'this' situation. You can tell me, Harry". Hermione felt genuinely concerned for Harry. He has had no true non-muggle family since he was a little boy, and he's always wanted someone to talk to about it. Now, it could have all come at once.

"I'm not sure what to say Hermione, I couldn't believe what I saw and heard earlier, but it happened. If she is related to me somehow, Why was she in Slytherin? I'm not sure what to feel, am I meant to feel excited because I could have a sister or something? Or, am I meant to feel anxious because she is in Slytherin? I just don't know".

Hermione embraced Harry in a tight hug and they stayed like that, for what felt like years. After, about half an hour, they were both fast asleep on the sofa, still in some resemblance of a hug.


The first full day back at Hogwarts. Breakfast ends, lessons start, rumors begin, laughs made, but, out of all of that, Harry had one more important thing on his mind – Quidditch. Quidditch was Harry's favourite sport, by far. He was the seeker for Gryffindor, and a brilliant one at that. Other than Hermione and Ron, Quidditch was Harry's life. He was buzzing for the matches to start up again. Besides Hermione and Ron, his new nimbus 5000 was his best friend.

Snapping back to reality he heard… "Harry. Harry." Harry felt someone shaking his arm. It was Ron.

"Err yeah?" Harry replied trying to re gather his speech.

"Your food is going cold, you'll need your strength for our first day of lessons…" Ron's voice was getting bitterer as he finished the sentence. Somehow, Harry didn't think Ron wanted to go to his lessons today… All Harry could think about was what he was going to find out later that day from Lupin…

Harry looked across the table to see Hermione enjoying a bowl of 'wheetos'… He also saw Neville Longbottom, a good friend since first year… (A/N: this story does not follow storyline of the books/movies) considering it was his fifth year, he got to know Neville considerably well, he lives with his grandmother when he isn't at Hogwarts, his parents were in the order, but he doesn't like to talk about it and he isn't the best at magic. But, put Neville and Harry on a Quidditch team together against anyone, and they're doomed before they even start. Neville is also a one who lives around Quidditch, he plays beater on the Gryffindor team. In the try-outs everyone thought Neville would be hopeless, but actually he was the best to try-out in any team that year, except Harry of course.

Hermione could tell Harry was deep in thought. 'Probably about today' she thought to herself. 'I should probably head off to my first lesson'. Hermione rose from her seat at the Gryffindor table and Harry quickly realised. "Where are you going, Hermione?" Harry asked.

She replied, "transfiguration, and so you should you. We don't want to upset McGonagall on the first day back".

"That's a point. We should probably go, otherwise we'll be the experiments of that lesson…"

With that, Hermione and Harry said goodbye to everyone else at the table that had different lessons to them, and headed off through the double doors and up the stairs.

Outside Professor McGonagall's classroom, they both gave a deep sigh and opened the door. They looked around, and nothing had changed since last year. Nearly everyone was there, minus a few people. Harry and Hermione took a seat near the front of the classroom. They took out their books, whilst a dark brown cat, watched them, from the teacher's desk. Hermione said "good morning Professor". And then Harry remembered - anamaga. Harry must have still been adjusting from the muggle world. Suddenly, Professor McGonagall appeared from the cat.

"Good Morning Class, and to you Hermione". Hermione nodded in response. McGonagall continued "today we will be starting with a bit of re-". Suddenly, Draco, Crabbe and Goyle walked into the room laughing. As soon as they realized where they were, they were dead silent. 'They haven't changed one bit since last year. Still disgusting' Hermione thought as she turned back around to face the front.

"Ah, Malfoy, nice for you to join us, did you forget that you had a lesson at all today?"

"I-," Before Malfoy could speak Mcgonagall interrupted.

"50 points from Slytherin, now take a seat before it will be more".

Harry and Hermione looked at each other, trying desperately to hold back they're laughter. McGonagall continued, "As I was saying before I was interrupted…" She looked at Malfoy with a displeasing look. "… We will be doing some revision from last year. Now who can tell me what the key point is when trying to do transfiguration?" Almost instantly Hermione's hand shot up.

'Welcome back…' Harry told himself.


Soon enough, it was lunch time, Harry wasn't hungry. Without hesitation, he headed straight to Lupin's room. He was going up the fourth flight of stairs, until he was stopped. Hermione and Ron looked at him, Ron spoke first "You didn't think we'd leave you to find out about the answers without us did you?"

Harry laughed and said "C'mon then, we still have to go to potions after lunch…" They all groaned at the thought of potions with Snape and the three of them headed to defense against the dark arts.

They opened the door to Professor Lupin's room. "Professor?" Harry scanned the room to see if he was in.

"In here, Harry" Lupin's voice came from inside his office. Harry motioned for Hermione and Ron to follow, they all entered the room.

"Hello, Harry. Hello, Hermione, Ron". Lupin said as he looked up to greet them.

"Hi Profe-" Lupin interrupted.

"Please Harry, Remus".

"Okay, Remus, please can you tell m- er, us, what's going on". Harry really wanted to know.

Lupin motioned for the trio to take a seat. They obeyed. "Harry, as I've said before , all I know is rumors, they may or may not be true. But, what I've heard is that you were actually a non-identical twin. Voldermort somehow covered up his tracks extremely well…".

"What? What has Voldermort got to do with this?".

"Sorry, On the night that Voldermort er, er, visited your house, there were two of you, two baby Potters. You and … Grace. That night, Voldermort took Grace. No one knows why. But, now she has joined Hogwarts".

"What? I have a sister?" Harry seemed genuinely shocked. Why wouldn't he?

Hermione joined in on the conversation, "That would explain the physical similarities, the black hair, the green eyes…"

Lupin agreed "Harry, are you ok? What I have told you would have come as a big shock to you".

Harry nodded his head, "yeah I'm fine, shocked – yes, amazed – yes, thanks for the information prof – I mean Remus, but we have a potions class to get to, we don't want to make Snape mad".

With that, Harry, Hermione and Ron all rose from their seats and headed for the door. Harry stopped and turned to Remus, "thanks for the information Remus".

"You're most welcome, Harry".

The three friends headed out the door. Lupin called out, "Hermione?"

Hermione popped her head back in the doorway "yes?"

Lupin replied in a more calmer voice, "Look after him, he'll want you to look after him not anyone else".

"will do, thanks professor".

"Remus, please!" he called out the door.

Hermione went to catch up with Ron and Harry, she thought to herself, 'WOW, he has a sister…'

A/N: REALLY sorry for the very long wait, and thanks for sticking around, but I'm back now, tell me what you think, Read and Review, thanks, more chapters coming soon!