I do not own any of the characters in this story except for Bellery, Jack, Emmaline, and Polly. All other characters belong to J.K. Rowling. I will not write more chapters unless I get reviews, so please review! This story is based as if Sirius was never sent to Azkaban Prison.
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Chapter 3: The Realization
Albus Dumbledore stood when everyone had been sorted into their houses. When he approached the stand in front of the hall, everyone in the hall quieted their conversations and turned to listen to him.
"Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts. I'd just like to remind everyone that the Forbidden Forest is off limits for students. I would also like to warn you that the third floor corridor is off limits to all students. Now, let the feast begin." He swept his hands across the room and food appeared at all the tables. The other first years and I stared at the table in awe. Any food you could ever imagine was on the table, from chicken to steak. You could magically put any drink in your glass, and I was told that dessert was soon to come. I ate like I had never eaten in my life. I talked to Jack and the girl who sat on my other side who was named Emmaline Ashe. By the end of the feast I was friends with about five of the other Ravenclaws and I felt as if was going to burst. Albus Dumbledore approached the stand once again, and the room was hushed.
"I suspect you enjoyed your meal?" he paused "Well, all prefects take your first years to your common rooms and show them to their rooms. All of you will find your belongings placed in your dormitories. The feast has ended!" Our prefect whose name was Polly Werin, lead us out of the great hall and slowly lead us higher and higher until we reached a tower on the opposite side of Hogwarts than we had entered. We approached a picture of a small child in silence.
"Ishkibble" Polly said. The picture snapped open revealing a small stone hallway. Polly began to walk through it and all the first years followed in a single file line behind. The hallway opened into a larger common room. The room was mostly colored blue with silver accents. A couple of Ravenclaws sat on a couch in front of a large fireplace, while the others were reading books off a bookshelf that was filled with enough to fill mine and Sirius' home. Below the bookshelf there was a large table to do your homework or read on. There was a door to the left of the bookshelf that I guessed was a bathroom.
"Welcome to the Ravenclaw common room. Girls, your common room is up those stairs and to the immediate left." She stopped and pointed to a small stairwell that I hadn't noticed before. "If you weren't in Ravenclaw, you wouldn't be able to see them. It was a spell done by a house member past. Anyway, Boys, your dormitories are up those stairs and two the immediate right. You will find your belongings below your bed. Goodnight." Polly turned and went through a wall next to the fireplace.
"Well that was interesting. I better get myself a map or I'll never be able to find my way back up here." Jack said.
"Yeah we'll probably have our classes together so we can help each other out there. Well goodnight. That feast wore me out." Emmaline said. We had come to an agreement that I would call her Em.
"Night Em, Night Belle. See you in the morning." Jack said.
"Night Jack" I said. The three of us walked up the stairs and parted ways, Em and I going to the girls dormitory and Jack going to the boys. Em and I threw on our pajamas and fell fast asleep in bed.
I opened my eyes with the sun streaming through the window. I looked around the room and saw that no one else was awake. The clock on my bedside table read 5:47am. This being my first day, I decided to take a shower and attempt to learn my way to my classes. I sat up and put my feet over the edge of the bed, and walked to my suitcase at the foot of my bed. Sirius had given me my suitcase for my birthday. It had my initials on it, BRB, in gold embroidery.
I looked down to the lettering expecting to see my initials on it. Instead, the gold lettering read, BRP.
"BRP?" I whispered to myself. This must be someone else's suitcase, it can't be mine. I am going to tell Professor Dumbledore that I have someone else's luggage. That way, I can get mine back and whoever BRP is can get theirs back, I thought. I brushed my hair and made myself slightly reasonable, before creeping from the dormitory and into the common room.
"Where are you going?" said a familiar voice. I looked up to see Jack Alloway lounging on the couch in the common room.
"Umm, nowhere." I answered hurriedly. He stared pointedly at me with his bright blue eyes. His stare made me realize that I wasn't doing anything wrong. I was just going to get my suitcase.
"Wherever you're going I'd like to go with. I need to get out of this room. It's driving me nuts." He smiled at me.
"Fine, but its not that exciting. I'm just going to get my suitcase. I have someone else's." I said.
"I'm coming with you." He insisted. I shrugged and he stood and followed me from the common room. We hurried through the corridors not stopping till we reached Professor Dumbledore's office. I walked up to the statue of which I guessed was the guard.
"I need to speak with Professor Dumbledore." I said to the statue. I waited almost five minutes before turning to Jack.
"I don't think it'll work. I'm not really sure how to get him. Let's go." I turned to leave with Jack on my tail.
"You needed to see me?" I turned to see Albus Dumbledore, with his almost silver beard.
"Yes professor. I got a suitcase that has the initials BRP. I think they belong to someone else. I need my uniforms for school." I said to him.
"I see that Sirius has not explain to you of your heritage. Miss Black I think we must speak in my office. Jack, can I be assured you will make it back to your common room on your own?"
"Yes professor." Jack replied. Jack turned and walked back through the hallway in which we had arrived.
"Come." Dumbledore ordered. He walked towards the steps I had seen earlier. He spoke a word that I guessed was the password to his office. I stepped on the stair behind him as they began to spiral upward. We spiraled upward for a couple more seconds before the staircase came to a stop. Professor Dumbledore stepped off and I followed close behind. He opened a door and led me through it. His office was big and round. Along the walls to my left were pictures of former headmasters. There were many things throughout the room that I didn't recognize, or that I had never been taught about. On the far end of the room was his desk. All around the desk there were bookshelves that were stuffed to the brim. A large red bird, who sat on a post, stared at me with intelligent eyes. I identified it as a phoenix. Sirius had taught me about them in our exotic creatures unit. Phoenixes were rare, and I didn't have any idea how Dumbledore had gotten it.
"Come sit in this chair here." He said. He was already sitting at the desk and he was gesturing to a chair in front of the desk. I sat in the chair and lifted my eyes to meet my professor's.
"I have very important things to speak to you about. Have you ever wondered who your real parents are? Wondered how you got that scar on your hand? This is going to be your time to ask because I disagree with Sirius on keeping this from you." He spoke softly, as if to not let anyone else hear.
"I've wondered but Sirius hasn't answered my questions. I guess I got used to not having my questions answered. I'd really like you to tell me anything you can. I'm sick and tired of secrets." I told him. He nodded.
"Yes, I do think I will. I'll your teachers you might be late." He turned and did something I couldn't see. "They know. I guess I should start with your parentage. Your parents are Lily and James Potter. You are Harry Potter's twin sister." He paused and allowed me to process. I was Harry Potter, The-Boy-Who-Lived's, twin sister. I was the one that no one knew about, the special one. I smiled and Dumbledore saw this and continued.
"You and Harry together are nearly unstoppable. Voldemort knew this, and this is why he wanted to be rid of at least one of you. He was planning to kill Harry first, and since you weren't there, he was going to find you and be rid of you as well. He didn't pay enough attention. You were under the bed, nearly next to Harry. When he fired the killing curse at Harry, you could tell, how you did I can't tell you. You knew you couldn't live without your brother, your other half and so you put up a shield who knows how. Voldemort's killing curse bounced off the shield and hit Voldemort himself. Voldemort then disappeared, not dead perhaps, but gone until he could find a proper replacement body. Since you were only a year old, the shield wasn't that strong and pieces of the curse got through it. One piece hit you on your hand, and the other hit Harry on his forehead. These pieces of the spell gave you both the lightning-shaped scar. A secret that not many people know, is that Godric Gryffindor and Rolina Ravenclaw were twins, Rolina just changed her last name when she married and kept it that way. Then they formed Hogwarts. The two of them kept it secret from the other two founders in order to allow them both to help found the school. Slytherin would probably have only let one of them be a founder. They told the first headmaster, and it has been passed from generation to generation. You and I are the only living people who know. Others have been told in the past but all of them are dead by now. The last thing I must discuss with you is of utmost importance. Before I tell you though, I must tell you that you are able to repeat my words to Harry. He is as much a part of this as you." He paused and gave me time to process everything that he had told me. I was so shocked I couldn't think. I was unstoppable at Harry's side. Together we could save the world from all evils.
"The last thing I wish to inform you of is the most of all the information I have already supplied. You and Harry are heirs. You are heirs to the thrones of Ravenclaw and Griffyndor. Both of you have destinies to fulfill. These, I cannot tell you. I have a gift for you from your ancestors. This gift, or rather gifts are meant for your use to fulfill your destiny. You must not tell anyone of these gifts save Harry and any two friends you would trust with your life. Before you tell these friends though you must learn all there is to know about them. Anyone who finds out who shouldn't may put your life in danger. With this said, can I trust that you will take these words into mind?" he asked me.
"You can trust me. I will follow your instructions exactly."
"Good. Then I will proceed to gift you." He stood up and stepped up a ladder to the top of his bookshelf. From the back of the shelf he brought forth a single box. It was about 10 inches long. The box was made of a dark ebony, the wood of Ravenclaw. He reached up again, this time bringing forth a small square box, with intricate designs all over the sides. I was drawn to the objects, and I could feel the immense power coming from it. He retreated down the ladder an set the boxes on his desk.
"These are your gifts. They are foraged for the hand of a Ravenclaw and if any other is to attempt to use it, it could end in their demise. With this said, I will begin with this." He picked up the square box and handed it to me. The power flowed into my hands and the air around me seemed to chill. I put my finger to the lock and the metal glowed white as snow. The lock clicked open leaving another chill in the air. The inside of the box was lined with blue velvet, probably to represent Ravenclaw. In the box there was a necklace and a circlet. I looked at Dumbledore.
"Yes dear these are yours. The circlet there, see that was Rowena's. She was the princess after all. She requested that a crown be built for her since there was none. She was quite in love with blue and this would be the reason that Ravenclaw would be blue. That there, is a sapphire and all the other gems are diamonds. I suppose sapphires were rarer then. The necklace, I believe Rowena requested that too. Both have magically abilities even I have yet to understand. During the school day I suggest you only wear the necklace. Having a crown on your head might cause suspicion." I gently picked up the necklace from the box and fixed it upon my neck.
"Open the next one now. I, myself cannot open it and I am excited to see what it contains." I set the first box down and picked up the next box. The box had no designs, and anyone who did not have suspicions might think it was a jewelry box, a harmless muggle storage device. I could tell this was not so. The same thing happened when I touched the lock on this box, than when I touched the other box. The metal glowed white again and the room grew colder. The box opened revealing a wand of about 8 inches.
"It cannot be! All said the wand of Rolina was lost with her diadem. This is a very powerful wand. It only obeys you, and any spell that any other attempts on it will backfire. For example, if I tried to pick up this wand and do a killing curse on you, the wand would merely send It back a me killing me instead. Most would not be able to tell the difference between this wand and another except you or a wand maker. One of Ollivander's ancestors made this wand at the cost of her own life. I think the story has been passed down through the generations though I doubt many of the younger ages believe it. Keep that with you at all times. Use it as your wand for class, but be careful. Show off with it too much, and someone could catch on. Off with you now. Take your gifts back to your rooms and hide them well. Keep the necklace on and keep the wad with you. I think the wand might come in handy when hiding the boxes" He took his glasses off and put his head down and began to write something. I hurried away from him quietly in order to not disturb him. I ran down the stair from his office and headed off torwards the common room. The hallways were empty and I never crossed paths with another student.
After about five minutes I reached the painting of the little princess girl. I spoke the password and the painting sloppily popped open. I ran through the common room and up to my dormitories before I could check to see if everyone was there. No one was in my dorm room luckily. I sat down on my bed to try to make sense of what had happened. Tears began to flow from my eyes. The words he had spoken to me were fresh in my mind, the necklace was around my neck, and the wand was in my hand. The air around me grew thicker, and because I was crying I paid it no attention. I looked up and saw snowflakes sinking down from ceiling. Snowflakes? How could snowflakes fall in here. At that moment Emmaline Ashe walked into the room. Her blonde hair was clean and brushed, falling exactly where it was supposed to. She looked at me and screamed. It wasn't a loud scream, but I could tell she was scared to death.
"What Em? What's wrong?" I called. She raised a shaky hand up to point at me. I hurried to the closest mirror to see what she was talking about. White, Icy flames covered my entire body. I couldn't feel a thing but I could tell the flames weren't hot.
