Growing Up-to clear up any questions before they are asked, Halley is being raised as Siren-and Siren is being raised as Halley. But Siren(or as she will be referred to as Halley) is being raised by her biological mother, Minnie. This chapter spans a few years, its in journal, mostly because I wanted to finish this, but I just don't have time to do it the way I really want to.
Prologue
My name is Halley Lily Potter. Not many people knew about me-at least not until the year they brought back the Triwizard Tornament.
And they decided to allow Eagle Academy to join. The wizarding school in America, the wizarding school I attended.
That was the year I found out I had a twin brother. The year I found out about my actual family. I had been raised by Minnie. My godfather's ex-fiance.
Now I have a choice: the life of witchcraft that I know, the life of emptiness-or the death. That I want more than anything.
I know which one I'm going to fight for.
Growing Up
Minnie Rivers is an anorexic drunk who has only said a few words to me in my entire life. The name of my mother, for instance. And to call me a few choice words in what I think is Spanish-it's not English for sure, though it may just be random mutterings.
For the most part, I raised myself. I learned how to cook at two, I learned how to buy my own clothing at five, signed myself up for public school, and learned anything else I needed to know out of books and online at the library.
Then, when I turned eleven, I got my first letter.
We lived in Palm Beach, Florida-and not the up kept nice part of town either; we lived in the worst trailer park in the entire country.
But, back to the letter. It was the first one I had ever received in my life-but not the first one I had ever opened, I was the one who paid the bills-addressed to me. Me.
It was a letter from the Eagle Academy. It was a letter telling me something I had already known, but had never been certain about.
I am a witch.
Eagle Academy
The Eagle Academy was a year round school-for which I was thankful. I didn't hear form Minnie, and she didn't hear from me. We never comunicated; and the last time we spoke, it had been an argument over whether or not I could go to Eagle.
I didn't fit in well with others. I was pale with almond shaped green eyes and jet black hair that went to my waist. I needed glasses and I knew people made fun of me behind my backs because I was a "Four-eyes".
They also made fun of me because I was an orphan.
The teachers never gave me detention, never said a cross word to me, and never gave me a hard time. I was an average student. Not failing. Not exceptionary. Just...average.
I didn't say much, and no one spoke much to me. Some were polite; and others trashed me behind my back.
But it didn't bother me. It had been the same in the muggle schools.
I just never fit in.
Now I do. I didn't know it then-but I had a family out there. Waiting for me to join him.
Chrissie
I didn't know why I got to go with the older students to Hogwarts-to where the Triwizard Tornament was to be held.
All I knew is that I got to go. Chrissie-the headmistress of Eagle that never let us call her anything but her name-had told me that it was because my marks were the best in the whole school.
I knew I wasn't the smartest. I told her so-but she told me that she was grading me on my heart. On the fact that I couldn't help BUT help people. That I was caring. That I was brave.
I thought she didn't know what she was talking about.
I don't know if she meant those words-but I do know now why she made me come.
And I'm not sure if I'm thankful that she tricked me into coming.
Hogwarts and Harry Potter
Hogwarts is simply huge. It's easily ten times the size of Eagle. It's also the first place I have ever felt at home.
Though soon I will have a different home. Now that I have chosen my path.
We arrived by carriage-sort of. We had taken a plane to Britian, then the train to Hogwarts, and then rode in carriages pulled by threastrals that only I could see.
Everyone who went (or taught) at Hogwarts was outside, waiting to greet us.
And that's when I saw him for the first time.
That's when I saw a boy who looked like me in every way (only taller and with a scar shaped like lightning on his forehead).
That's when I saw Harry Potter.
Harry Potter had stared at me as well. He had had no idea of my existence.
Just as I had had no idea of his.
Dumbledoor had noticed as well-along with most of all four schools. Those who hadn't noticed had seen the others staring and had looked to see what they were staring at.
Dumbledoor (though I had only known his name because of a chocolate frog at the time) had grabbed Harry and had told me and Chrissie to follow him.
He led us to his office as Professor Mcgonigal led everyone else to the great hall.
I remember he had interrogated me. I was confused, just as Harry was confused.
Then Dumbledoor told us what must have happened on the day Harry and I were born.
What Happened the Day of our Birth
This is what happened as (or so I was told) Minnie later told me, and as Dumbledoor told us
Minnie had given birth to Siren, Sirius Black's (we'll get to him later) daughter as well, the February before Harry and I were born.
Only, Siren had died in the hospital.
Minnie had broken her engagment with Sirius and disappeared-only to reappear and disappear the day of my birth.
Only to kidnap me.
In her grief she hadn't been thinking clearly. She wanted a daughter.
But no matter what happened over the years I was never Siren Black.
I was never the daughter that she had wanted.
Goblet of Fire
We had returned to the feast in silence. Harry and I were both unsure what to say.
And now I must tell him something he may not want to hear.
We had gone to our appropriate spots-and Harry and I were across the room from each other.
I wish we had had more time together...
The Eagle's had to sit with the Hufflepuffs. And I took the only free seat left there.
That was when Dumbledoor had given a speech. About the Triwizard Tornament.
And he revealed the Goblet of Fire.
But my attention, and his, were only partially on Dumbledoor. The rest was on each other.
I had sat across the table from Cedric Diggory.
Ron and Hermione
Cedric and I had an...awkward talk during the feast after Dumbledoor's speech.
We had been attracted to each other from the moment our eyes first met.
But, there is nothing for us now.
But the spark was there.
Ron Weasley was Harry's best friend. He was tall and red-headed. And a bit lazy.
Hermione Granger was a brunette and very pretty. Book-smart, and a loyal friend to Ron and Harry.
I was glad he wasn't lonely like I had always been.
We had met up the next day. Classes had been cancelled and there had been no time after the feast.
We had had the entire day to talk...
The Sorcerer's Stone and the Chamber of Secrets
At some point Harry and I were left alone.
I told him everything about myself.
And he told me about the Sorcerer's Stone.
About seeing Voldemort on the back of Quierrel's head.
About Voldemort's offer to bring our parents back to life.
About finding the stone in his pocket.
About his scar. About our mother sacrificing herself so that he could live. About how he was protected from Voldemort because of our mother's love for him.
I had thought Voldemort was dead.
But I had no idea he was returning. Soon.
Then he told me about when the Chamber of Secrets had been re-opened.
About Moaning Murtle.
About the Quiditch games being cancelled because Hermione had seen the baskalisk.
About Hagrid (who I would meet the next day) was expelled from Hogwarts.
About Ginny (Ron's sister) being possessed by Tom Riddle.
About solving how to find and what and where the Chamber of Secrets (built secretly by Slytherin) was.
About fighting the baskalisk and Lockhart losing his memory.
About Tom Riddle being Voldemort.
Triwizard Champions
We had an entire month to get to know each other.
Then, on Halloween, there was a feast. And the announcing of the Triwizard Champians.
We were too young (only fourteen after all) to cast our names. But we wished we could.
Eternal glory.
Victor Krum was the first.
Fleur Delacore the second.
Stephen Meyer the third.
Cedric Diggory, who I had had a few awkward conversations with when I wasn't with Harry, was fourth.
And that was supposed to be it.
But Harry's name was called as well.
The First Task
Ron didn't speak to Harry until after the first task.
He hadn't submitted his name. And he hadn't asked one of the older students to do it for him.
Then Harry and I went to see Hagrid.
Hagrid had taken Madame Maxine to see what they had for the first task.
Dragons.
Though, watching Hagrid's date from under Harry's cloak (an heirloom from our dad) was pretty awkward.
But Harry would have to fight the Hungarian Horntail.
The day of the first task came too quickly. But, before Hermione and I had gone to the stands, Cedric told me that Harry had told him what the first task was. And that I looked beautiful.
It was suspensful to watch. But all the contestants had gotten their clue. They had secured their eggs.
And Ron started speaking to Harry again.
As I was walking to the castle I had seen Moody and Chrissie talking.
But now I realize they were plotting.
The egg produced a horrid screeching noise whenever opened and Harry put off solving the clue.
Hermione thought this reckless. But the second task wasn't until January-and it was only the end of November when it happened.
All the schools were allowed to go to Hogsmead, and we had all gone the first couple of times. But this time had been different.
That time I had run into Cedric before I found Harry.
I kissed him-
and ran.
The Prisoner of Azkaban
When I had found Harry we talked about Minnie and the Dursleys.
We both had found our homes at Hogwarts. And we never wanted to go back.
But I knew it was only a matter of time before I had to return to Eagle-something I hadn't wanted to do.
Now I only wish I had not left Eagle.
Harry had then told me about Sirius Black-and Peter Pettigrew's betrayal.
I followed him up the mountain.
And met my godfather.
A man who was ultimately doomed.
Remus Lupin had been there as well.
He had also been one of my father's friends.
It had been one of the best moments in my life. I had felt at peace.
At home.
The Unexpected Task
Then came the unexpected.
A Yule Ball.
Harry said he'd rather face the dragon again.
The Yule Ball
arry and I went to the owlery together at some point in early December.
Cho Chang-a girl Harry crushed on-walked out as we walked in.
I left him to ask her to the ball.
And at the top of the owlery was Cedric.
He was fighting with an owl-trying to secure a letter to it.
Harry walked in, Cedric left (having gotten the letter attached), and we sent our letter to Sirius.
And when we both arrived back at the tower we had gotten dates.
Ron had not fared as well.
Ron, thanks to Harry, had ended up going with Pavarti Patil.
Hermione had gone with Victor Krum.
Harry obviously had enjoyed his night with Cho.
And I hadn't had such a bad time with Cedric either.
Our conversations weren't very awkward anymore, too.
The Second Task
When term started again, it was kindof dissapointing. I wasn't free to spend my days with Harry or Cedric as often as I would have liked.
And now I wish I had gotten all the time that exists.
At some point in early January, Cedric had an opportunity to thank Harry better.
He told him how to unlock the egg's secret.
Hermione and I didn't get to watch the second task-instead Victor and Cedric had to rescue us.
I wish everything had gone differently. I really do.
Harry had gotten extra points-for rescuing Fleur's sister as well as Cho.
That evening everyone had gotten to go to Hogsmead.
And Cedric told me what was on his mind.
"I love you."
The Night Before the Third Task
The days proceeding the third task were the best of my life. I spent every spare second with Cedric, and we knew each other like the backs of our hands.
Our last date came the night before the third task.
And that night, the last words I ever said to him, was what I said to him when he told me he loved me.
"I love you."
And the last words I ever heard him speak.
"Don't ever let me go. Don't love another guy-as long as you love me."
The Third Task
The last time I saw him alive was when he went into the maze at the same time as Harry went into the maze.
Twice red sparks flew. Twice I panicked.
But it was only Stephen Meyer and Fleur Delacore.
And then they reappeared together. Harry saying "He's back! Voldemort's back!" while crying.
But I didn't comprehend what he was saying.
I heard myself scream. But... it was too late.
Cedric was dead.
Dead
I felt empty.
For the first time since leaving Minnie's house I returned for the summer. I don't think I had even said good-bye to Harry.
But... Minnie and I never spoke.
I felt nothing. There was nothing. I was hollow. Cedric had taken everything when he had died.
I sat, immobile, for days on end by my bedroom window.
I don't remember eating or sleeping. Or even feeling.
I was emotionless.
It was like, like my soul mate, I was dead.
Epilogue: Choice
I can't let go of the past. Cedric may be dead. But I can avenge him.
I can take down Voldemort. I can do this.
I can do this for myself. For Cedric.
