So, the next chapter is here! Of course, it's kinda short, shorter than I would like it to be, but the chapter said that was a good place to end. But, a lot is explained about the girls. We are going in the right direction with this fic, and the next chapter will put us in the timeline, the one that is .

Soooo, on to the next! :D

And I'm thinking about doing mini skits in the beginning and ending of my chapters... Haven't decided fully yet.

"Talking in Russian"

"Talking in English"

"Letters"

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Everything belongs to their respective authors.

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The night was chilly, as Marie walked down the halls to the Malfoy Owlery, clutching the letter to Harry Potter in her hands. She dodged the shadow of a person what just appeared behind her. The air went cold, and still. She whipped out her ebony dragon heartstring wand, and aimed it at the person fallowing her, muttering "nevah", and smiling as the blue jet of light shot out of her wand exposing Lucius in the hall.

"What are you doing, Lucius?" Marie asked, her wand still pointed at his chest. He grunted, and looked her in the eye.

"Wondering why someone would be out after night." He replied and smiled evilly. "Sending a secret message?"

"That is none of your concern, Lucius." Marie said, and looked back down the long, dark hall, as if expecting something to curse her. "Obliviate!" Lucius' eyes rolled to the back of his head and then Marie smirked. "Imperio!"

Lucius looked at Marie, his eyes glazed over with anticipation as to what her command would be. She smiled at him her beautiful Romanov smile that would have entranced him even without the curses.

"You are to go to bed, and forget you even saw me here." She said and he nodded, and walked off down the hall towards his room. Marie then returned to what she was doing, and briskly walked down the dark halls, trying to find the Owlery. She cursed at herself, and said that she was a stupid girl for not getting directions. Then, she turned the corner, and found what she was looking for.

She walked up the stairs and found the large black owl that she would use, and casted a bubble charm that protected everything she was saying to the owl.

"Look, I know it says Prongs, but you need to take this to Harry Potter. And make it fast, as fast as you can fly." She said, and watched the bird fly out the window before dropping the charm and walking briskly back to her room.

-.-

Harry Potter awoke to a loud tapping on his window. He sat up and looked around in the dim lighting that the moon gave, and saw a huge black owl in the window carrying a letter. He blinked, and opened the window, to let the bird in. The bird extended his leg, and allowed Harry to untie the letter from his leg.

"Who could be sending me this?" Harry asked, looking at the letter. He opened it, and gasped at the picture that fell out of its contents. Two very beautiful Russian girls were waving at him. He flipped the picture to the back and read the caption which made him smile.

"Harry, the short one with glasses is me, Marie. The taller one is my sister, Alexandra."The caption said He smiled at his right assumption that the voice that had contacted him was indeed a beautiful woman. Then he turned his attention to the letter, which was surprisingly short.

"Dear Harry,

If you are taking time to read this, you truly are amazing. Do not worry, no one but yourself can read this parchment, and it will explode into flames when you have fully read it. You cannot tell anyone of the secrets on this page, Harry. It is vital to my sister and my lives that this stays confidential.

To explain our situation, I must take you back to the year of 1894, when my great-great-great-great-great-great-great grandfather came to power in Russia. Yes, I speak of Czar Nickolas II. He came to power in a time of evil, and it was not his fault Russia fell to the Soviets. He had children, and every one of them was Magical. They were beyond the magic of a normal witch or wizard, a trait that has been carried down in the genes. We do not fully know how the execution of my family came to be, all we know for sure is that my great-great-great-great-great-great grandmother, Anastasia escaped. She continued the Romanov line, and my sister and I are her direct descendants.

But that is not our problem. Our problem is a man, even fouler than the Dark Lord, whom I was just forced to eat dinner with the other night by the Malfoys'. This man is the reason why my sister and I are hiding out in a house full of Dark wizards. His name, which no one can utter for he placed a taboo on it, is Rasputin. Do not under any circumstances utter this name, for you will be killed before you know what hit you.

But even he is not the reason why I am requesting aid. My sister and I are stranded here, and we are in great need of aid to get out. I know for a fact that she would agree to aid you in your destruction of the Dark Lord. Alexandra and I are here in the Malfoy Manor.

Please, reply by this bird, and tell it you are taking the letter to Anna. We need your aid as soon as you can give it, so please find some kindness in your heart and help us. We will help you in return.

Your friend,
Marie Romanov"

Harry read the letter three times before it burst into flames that didn't harm him. He stared out the window for a moment taking all the information in. He looked at the owl, than back to the ash of parchment in his hands, then back to the owl and sighed. He needed to get these girls away from the Malfoy's and he needed to do it quick. He turned to his desk, and drew up two pieces of parchment, and his quill, quickly writing a letter to Sirius and this Marie girl. His letter to Sirius was short, and just a brief explanation, and he added the picture of the girls. He hoped that would be enough to help them. Attaching his letter to Hedwig, he sent it off to his godfather.

He then turned his attention to the black owl, and then began writing his reply, very quick and hoping his hand writing was neat enough for this girl to read. His letter was composed quickly, and a small plan was written on it. They were to just walk out, and stay at Diagon Ally where he would send a member of the Order to get them. He would notify them of who is coming by owl. He smiled and added a small personal note, then attached it to the owls' leg, after signing the letter Prongs, and sent it back to Marie.

-.-

"Marie, are you sure about this?" Alexandra asked, as they packed all their stuff into their trunks. Marie just nodded. She then waved her hand, and everything shrunk to fit into the palm of her hand. She then turned to the black owl.

"Your name shall be Jake. You will serve me well." She muttered, and smiled when the owl hooted in agreement. She then put him in a huge cage, and shrunk it to fit in her pocket. She watched Alexandra do the same, and they looked around their room.

"You think this will work?" Alexandra asked, and sighed. "You really think Lucius will let us just walk out?"

"He will, or I will curse him. It's that simple." Marie said, and smiled. "I have already cursed him once. I am not afraid to do it again."

Alexandra looked into her sisters brilliant blue eyes then closed her own eyes. She then took a deep breath, breathing in all the scents near her so she would remember what this place smelled like. The scents of cinnamon, nutmeg, and winter filled her nose as she committed it to memory.

"Come, it is time. We must get to our destination." Marie said, breaking the spell-like trance Alexandra was in. She nodded, and they both left the room, but not before Marie erased the room's memory of them. They ran down the halls, and hid in the shadows as people walked by. Marie's heart was hammering in her chest as they hid from the Death Eaters, all of whom they were afraid.

"Hurry, this way!" Marie called to her sister, who after stepping out of their hiding place, ran into Blaise Zambini.

"Ah, Alexandra, you need an escort to be walking around here alone." He said, and smirked evilly. Alexandra just glared at him, and kept her head high.

"Fancy that I would run into you then, Blaise. Do you know where Draco is? I can't seem to find him." She replied sarcastically, and whipped out her wand. "Imperio, now Blaise, darling, care to show us the way out of the Manor?"

"Sister what are you doing? " Marie asked, fallowing Alexandra and the impervised Blaise. They walked calmly until Blaise nodded to Alexandra and Marie that they were outside the Manor's bounds.

"Blaise, you will forget what you just did, and go back inside and act like nothing happened." Alexandra said and Blaise nodded, and Alexandra took her sisters hand for their Romanov transportation.

"Ready sister?" Alexandra asked, as Blaise walked back into the Manor. Marie nodded as the black and white energies swirled around them, making their hair float right before they disappeared to Diagon Ally. When they got there, they quickly rented a room for two in the Leaky Caldron and disappeared into their room.

"Write him and tell him we are here." Alexandra said, as Marie was already writing to Harry. She then sent Jake on his way to Harry. Both girls then began casting protection charms around everything, and lay down in the bed in the room. Alexandra sighed, and pulled her sister close to her so that Marie's head was resting on Alexandra's chest. Alexandra then began playing in Marie's long silky blond hair.

"I'm sorry, Anna." Alexandra said as the tears she had been holding back threatened to roll down her face. She attempted to blink the tears away, but failed miserably.

"Why are you sad, sister? You have done nothing wrong." Marie said to her sister, closing her eyes. Marie's breath began to even out, as she began to fall into a deep sleep.

"I thought that hiding you in a house of dark wizards was alright. I see now that it was not. Forgive me for making you stress so much, Anna." Alexandra said, knowing full well her sister was asleep. She also took a deep breath, and fell asleep.

-.-

The sun was bright as it shown into the room the two Russians were sleeping in. They awoke with a start, and an owl at the window. Alexandra jumped, and woke Marie from her sleep, and got the owl inside and took the message off the owl.

"Dear Romanov Girls,

Harry Potter has informed me of your basic situation and I will be arriving at the Leaky Caldron at noon on the day you receive this letter. I will be taking you to a safe location in which I am the secret keeper. I cannot put much more in this letter, please be packed and ready. All of your school supplies will be picked up by someone else during your course of stay at the safe house.

Albus Dumbledore."

The girls looked at each other, then at the clock which read 11:45 am, and began to gather them and try to make them presentable. Alexandra combed Marie's hair then braided it, and added the small Romanov crest to her braids. Marie then turned and did the same to Alexandra's hair, very quickly and professional like. They then turned back to the clock and saw that it read noon.

"Ah yes, Dumbledore, there were two very pretty foreigners that checked in last night. They are upstairs in room 8." The Leaky Caldron's person said. The girls looked at each other then at the door. Alexandra positioned herself to curse this person if needed, and the door opened to reveal an old man.

"Alexandra and Marie Romanov, I presume?" He asked, and smiled his face like a grandfathers. "I am Albus Dumbledore. Come, come, we must get to this place quickly." He said, and took out two pieces of parchment and handed one to each girl. "Remember what you see written on that slip of parchment."

They fallowed Dumbledore out of the hotel/pub and into the back part of the pub when Dumbledore extended his hands, offering them to the girls. They took his hands, and they aparated to a street.

"Now, do you still have that slip of paper? Good, good, think about that address." He said, and they did, and a house appeared, and they all went into the house.

"People of the Order, this is Alexandra and Marie Romanov. I must be on my way, but they are the newest members to the Order." Dumbledore said, and then walked out the door. Mollie, Fred, George, Ginny, and Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, and Sirius Black all stared at the girls like they were freaks.

"Hello, dears, and how old did Dumbledore say you were?" Mollie Weasley asked, stepping forward with her motherly like stance

"He didn't say. I am 15, and my sister is 14." Alexandra said. "My name is Alexandra, my sister is Marie." She looked at their shocked faces, and blinked in surprise. "What? Is something wrong with our ages?"

"The Order only allows overage wizards, unless there is parental-"Mollie began, but was cut off by the sharp tongue of Alexandra.

"If you have not noticed, we are alone. Do you understand what that means? Let me explain it for you. We have no family besides ourselves. I have made the decision to allow my sister and myself into the Order." She said, coldly, and drew her wand in one swift movement. "You would be wise to respect that decision, Mollie Weasley."

"Alexandra! You need to be nicer. These people are nice and they will help us if we help them." Marie said, lowering her sister's wand with her own hand. "Mrs. Weasley, please forgive Alexandra. She can be hot tempered about certain topics, including our family history."

Everyone in the house was looking at them like they had three heads; the twins even had their wands drawn.

"It is alright dear. Come, let's go into the dining room, you can tell us your whole story then." Mollie said, and lead the two girls into the dining room "You came just in time, I was about to serve lunch."

The other people of the house were weary of the two girls as they fallowed them into the dining room. The girls looked around the old dusty house with wide eyes and a curious nature. Once in the dining room, and with the food on the table, they looked at each other with a long drawn-out look.

"Our story is not a happy one. In fact, it is one of great misery." Alexandra said, and looked at Marie. "Shall we begin?"

"No, not yet." Marie said, and looked at everyone's faces. She sighed. "I understand that we seem like spies, but I promise you, we are not. We wish to make ourselves useful in this fight against Voldemort."

"Is it true that you had dinner with him at the Malfoy's?" Fred asked, halfway glaring at the girls. Marie hung her head, with a tear sliding down her face. Alexandra looked at her sister and then glared at Fred, with her icy glare.

"Yes, and that was my fault. I believed that Lucius was not as evil as he is. It was my fault, something I deeply regret." Alexandra said to them, her voice still colder than ice. She closed her eyes. "I see now that my mistakes have coasted us greatly. If I could, I would return to the time when I made the mistake, and correct it. But, nothing of that caliber can happen. We are offering our family history, our true identities to you, something none in our family since the tragedy have done. Find yourselves honored to know the last remaining Grand Duchesses of the Russian Empire." She felt a hand on her shoulder, one that offered warmth that was too huge for her sister's hand, one that felt male, and as if it was accepting to her past history.

"Not all of us here have a scotch free past, Alex. Royalty, you say?" The deep, calming male voice asked. Alex nodded her head, briefly, and smiled softly.

"No one has called me Alex since Mum died." She said, softly, blinking back a tear that threatened to fall. She then sighed, and looked back up at the deep voice. "Yes. We are the last surviving members of the Romanov Royal line."

"Please, hear our story. You will see why my sister thought it plausible to hide us where she tried." Marie said, and looked at the man with his hands on Alexandra's shoulders. "May I inquire as to who you are?"

"I am Sirius Black." He said, and smiled. He lifted his hands off Alexandra's shoulders, and sat down at the head of the table. He put his head on his hands and looked at the girls.

"Like I said, our story is not one of happiness. It is filled with sorrow." Alexandra said, and looked around at everyone looking at them. She then turned her attention to the butterbeers and the pumpkin juices that graced the table. "We will begin our story when you are ready to listen. Please, eat beforehand; our story might kill your appetite."

"Don't worry about us. Just tell us your story." Sirius said, and smiled at the girls. He then took a butterbeer and a sandwich Mollie had made. The others around the table, minus the Romanov girls, followed suit.

"Alright, Sirius, we will begin. But to do so, we must take you back to 1894, the beginning of the reign of Czar Nickolas Romanov the Second." Alexandra said, and looked around. They all coughed. "Czar Nickolas came to power in a dark time for Russia. His wife, Her Imperial Majesty, Alexandra Fydrovona, blessed him with six children, five daughters and one son. The youngest, the son by the name of Alexis, had a medical condition that ultimately lead to the family's death. He was diagnosed with hemophilia. Her Imperial Majesty tried to find him a cure, but it was futile. There was no cure.

"A Witch-doctor, whose name I dare not utter for he has a taboo on it-"Alexandra continued but was cut off by Sirius.

"This house is protected by ancient magic. Even tabooed names cannot find you here." He said, and Alexandra looked at Marie, who nodded.

"Go on, sister; try to say his name out loud." She said, and nodded again to Sirius, and placing her hand on Alex's knee.

"The Witch-doctor's name is Rasputin." She said his name with a heavy, heavy, hesitance, displaying that this person is the only one who they are afraid of. She thought she faintly heard the crack of him appearing. "He was attracted to the Romanov's by their power and not the political one either. Rasputin was evil, the inhumane embodiment of evil. He realized, at once, that the Romanov's were the most powerful family in the world that the children passed on their power, creating the most powerful people. The Romanov's were a family of witches and wizards, but conventional witches and wizards. They had secrets that they guarded, and they guarded them with spells and incantations and other means of magic never seen before, that Rasputin demanded for payment.

"The Royal family refused to pay him, even after he found a cure for Alexis, because of his outrageous demands. They would not give up their most guarded secret to him, not under any conditions. Rasputin, as payment to them, as revenge, told the people how to get to the Romanov's and how to kill them quietly. The people did this, fallowing Rasputin's instructions, and took the family into the cellar of a house outside of St Petersburg." Alexandra paused, looking at the people's faces. She took a deep breath, and looked at her sister, for Marie had not heard this part of the story yet. Marie's eyes were wide, and looking down at the ground. Fred, George, and Ginny were looking at them with wide eyes, Ron was looking at them with sympathy, Hermione had tears in her eyes with, and Sirius and Mollie were astonished.

"The people fired rounds from their weapons into the Romanov's. Luckily for us and the world really, Anastasia escaped. She unknowingly Apparated away from the family during the shots, and was reported missing as soon as the body count was missing one. She lived in secret, cutting her Romanov hair, living as a peasant, trying to keep her family blood alive, which she did well."

"I'm sorry for cutting in, but your last name is Romanov like hers, how?" Sirius asked his voice cracking as he spoke. Alexandra looked at him.

"The men in our family are unknown. They are erased from our history. The Romanov genes take prevalence over any other gene. Also, the men normally leave our grandmothers once they figure out that we are on the run." Alexandra explained. She sighed, and placed her hand back on Marie's.

"The better part of our history is the same. Running and hiding everywhere from Rasputin, who vowed to destroy the Romanov line, and continuing the rights of passage traditions we have. My sister and I are currently hiding from Rasputin, but we have nowhere else to go." Alexandra said, and sighed. "We vow to aide you in the fight for Voldemort; you have the Romanov powers at your command."

"What are the Romanov powers?" Fred asked, still staring at Alexandra. She looked at Fred, and then at Sirius.

"The wards, can just anyone find this place?" Alexandra asked Sirius, who shook his head. "My sister is the 'Master of Light', as I am the 'Master of Dark'. My sister controls everything that is light, and I control everything that is dark. It is not something we are proud of." She said, and looked at the table, where this black mist began to form. "The shield protecting me at all times." After closer examination, the black mist was coming from around Alexandra. She sighed, and the mist bounced back to her body.

"We will also teach the Romanov spells to anyone who wishes to learn. But you must exchange blood with one of us, and have Romanov blood in your veins, or you will be killed by the spells themselves." Marie said, and sighed. She looked at everyone, and then back at the table, and grabbed a butterbeer. "Drinks, anyone?"

Alexandra chuckled at her sisters antics, and smiled softly.

"We are sorry for judging you before we knew your story." The others there said together. The girls nodded, and returned to the food on the table.

"This looks amazing, Mrs. Weasley." Alexandra said, and took a bite of a sandwich and took a swig of butterbeer.

"So about these spells, can you demonstrate?" Sirius asked, and Alexandra and Marie choked on their food. They looked at each other.

"The spells are difficult to explain, but I'm sure, if we can find an undesirable creature, we can demonstrate." Alexandra said and smiled at them. "But I warn you, it is not pretty."

"She used one on Pansy Parkinson, at the dinner party." Marie boasted, and laughed at the memory. "Pansy screamed and-"

"It is not nice to boast sister. Not from other people's pain." Alexandra said, but smiling at the memory.

"You did? What curse?" Fred asked, intrigued.

"Bolyey, I can show you later if we find something we can use it on. We can even see the full extent of the curse." Alexandra said, and smiled. "But enough of these dark talks let us eat."

And they all did just that, having random conversations as if they were best friends.

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So another chapter down! I'm feeling good about myself, with this chapter down, we won't need to explain the girls anymore. **sigh of relief** and on to the next chapter, when Harry arrives at the Order, what Dumbledore says to the girls, and sorting at Hogwarts! Can you guess the girls houses? I can. :p

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