A/N I cannot believe so many of you guys like this story! Way to boost up a girl's ego!

Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling, but, we already knew that.

Chapter 2:

Elizabeth Evans - or was it Potter now - crossed her arms of her chest. She was very upset. "Alright mum," she started, "if that is even what I should be calling you, explain."

Mrs. Potter pursed her lips and motioned for them to sit on the couch. They all complied and sat down. "Alright, well…" she sighed and looked at her husband for guidance. Mr. Potter sighed and looked straight into his daughter's eyes.

"Elizabeth," he started, "we are not ordinary people-"

Elizabeth rolled her eyes, "Psssh, I think I can see that."

Mrs. Potter scolded her daughter, "Elizabeth have some respect. And do be silent, if you want to know the truth."

Mr. Potter cleared his throat and continued, "Your mum and I were students at Hogwarts once and we were wizards." He paused thinking of things to say and what order to say them in. He hesitated before her spoke again. "The books of H-Harry P-Potter are true - well mostly true anyways."

Elizabeth's eyebrows raise and she cautiously ask, "So…since Harry Potter books are somewhat true…there was such thing as Harry Potter?" When her parents nodded she continued. "How about Voldemort?"

"Yes." they answered.

"Hogwarts and Beauxbatons?" she questioned.

"Yes."

"Quidditch?" Trevor asked.

"Yes."

Elizabeth looked at her brother and raised an eyebrow. He gave her a sheepish grin and said, "You seemed to like the books so much, I thought I should read it. Plus, Quidditch sounds fun!"

Mr. Potter chuckled at his wife's fearful expression only to have her glare at him. "But Quidditch is dangerous!" she cried

Elizabeth stared at her mum, "Okay…I have a few more questions…."

"Go on…" she pressed.

Taking a deep breath in she asked her question, "Am I related to Harry Potter in some way?"

Her father nodded and replied with a solemn, "Yes."

Elizabeth stared at her father's features and decided to take a leap of faith, "Are you Albus Severus Potter?"

Her father turned red and shouted, "OF COURSE NOT!"

Trevor and his sister recoiled, they have never, ever, seen their father shout. Mrs. Potter stroked her husband's arm gently and whispered, "I think you should take the glamour charm off."

Mr. Potter sighed and did as was asked, visibly showing a lighting bolt scar of his forehead.

Elizabeth gasps as Trevor jumped up and shouted, " Bloody hell! My dad's Harry Potter!"

Harry hung his head down as his wife scowled at his son saying, "Language, young man!"

At lost for words, Elizabeth started to tear up, "B-but what bout Albus…an-and the book never said anything about a daughter named Elizabeth… O-or…" she turned to her mother, "Isn't your hair supposed to be red?"

Mrs. Potter cleared her throat and replied, "Darling… Harry Potter never actually married Ginny Weasley…"

Elizabeth raises an eyebrow, "Then who did he marry?"

Her mother cleared her throat and pulled her hair out of the tidy bun, letting beautiful, long, curly. brown hair flow down her shoulders. She daughter gasped as she continued, "He married me, Hermione Jane Potter."

Harry kept his head down, afraid to see the accusing look in his daughter's eyes. She would never understand why he kept her from her heritage or the wizarding world. Well, that was what he thought.

Elizabeth turned to her dad and said softly, tears threatening to fall down, "Why'd you keep this from me?" When he didn't answer she continued on, "Ever since I started to read the Harry Potter series, you were my greatest hero…why didn't you tell me most of it wasn't true? Why did you keep me from… what I am?"

Guilt surged through Harry and Hermione as Trevor let out a whimper. "Mummy, daddy…" he started, "Why'd you lie to us and say we were Evans?"

Hermione scooped her son into her arms, hugging him tight, feeling worse and worse. Harry and her knew this day would come but they were completely unprepared for it.

Harry sighed and leaned back, and said softly, "All my life, I've had people judge me from my reputation as The-Boy-Who-Lived or The-Boy-Who-Won. I wanted you and Trevor to have a normal non-famous Muggle life instead of a life as a witch and wizard who's parents defeated the Dark Lord." He paused and opened his arms for his daughter, she happily snuggled into her daddy's arms, making her feel like a little girl again. "I love you, and I hope you understand."

Elizabeth looked at Trevor and they shared a short nod. Trevor hugged his mom and mumbled, "I love you mum…" as Elizabeth did the same to her dad.

End of Chapter 2

A/N I hope you liked it. Hope it's not too short either.