Authors Note: I am so sorry I have been gone so long with this story! It not only takes me a long time to write, and I haven't gotten really into it yet. Yet neither of those are excuses for waiting this long, and I am so sorry. Though here it is, and I hope everyone enjoys it!
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As I approached the room at the end of the long hall I could feel the breath catch in my throat. I so badly wanted the magical people to like me, to accept me in there elite group even if I wasn't one of them.
I could hear the shouts and laughter coming from the room, praise for my brother's arrival were evident even from here. I gave a smile at his infectious joy, trying to distract myself from the feeling of impending doom coming upon myself. What if it wasn't as if I imagined, what if they sent me back to where I came from?
"Ready?" Remus asked as he came to stand beside me, and I only nodded as a sad scowl graced my face. "They'll love you, don't worry." He said in reassurance, but I didn't pay attention. I just watched as he walked ahead of me and ducked into the room where the rest of the magical people resided. I stayed back.
"Remus!" I heard the crowd exclaim in excitement, yells and squeals only becoming more prevalent amongst the crowd.
"Hey guys!" He replied at their shouts of approval, "I found something you might want to see." I stiffened, this was it.
He gestured for me to enter, giving me only a small smile of reassurance. I didn't return the look, but followed his advice and stepped into the bright room. I had a feeling that this was when the rest of my life would begin.
But I could feel the magical people's eyes on me as I stepped through the door, examining every scar, bruise, and blemish on my body. Which, I am sad to report, is more than one would think.
Most of their faces remained neutral, with hints of confusion of sadness. But two men in particular caught my eye, and after a minute of confounded expressions both of them stood up abruptly. "Lily" they both whispered at practically the same time, and I stepped back in alarm. Their eyes alarmed me.
One of the men had black ear-length hair that was wild and messy, with a scraggly beard. His eyes were hungry with desire and passion, eyes that I have become all to familiar with over the years. But the other man was different. The man with silk black hair that hung in clumps around his shoulders. His eyes held sadness that I had never witnessed before, a type of sadness only someone like I could recognize.
Then, after another moment of silence, another man stood up. He has long grey hair and beard, with small half moon glasses. "No, its not Lily. It's Estelle."
My hands shook at the old man's words as everyone's expression changed. Confusion then realization then deep sadnesses came across their faces. But the only thing I focused on was the old man's cold, stern frown of disapproval. It swam through my mind and for an instance I swear it was replaced with Vernon's. And, out of terror, I ran.
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"Estelle." The gentle voice of Remus beckoned from on the other side of the chair in the dark foyer I was hiding behind. "Come on out, people want to see you."
"No, they already don't like me." I whispered.
"That's not true, and you know it. They just thought you were your Mother."
"Not them, the old man."
"Oh, you mean Albus." He said with a pause, as if he was uncertain on how to continue. "He just was shocked that we brought you here. That's all. But I swear he won't hurt you."
I didn't respond, and I didn't even believe Remus fully. But something about his words reassured me, so I just slowly stood up from the ball I was curled up in and stepped out from behind the chair. Remus just smiled at my action and beckoned for me to go back in the dining room. I didn't move from my spot for a minute, trying to calculate my next move very carefully. But when Remus looked back to see if I was following, I made the split second decision and followed him.
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This time when I walked in to the same room I was in just moments ago, it was different. The joy that was radiating from the room before was gone. Instead their was era of hostility that I knew was because of my presence just moments ago.
When I walked in I could see the two men that seemed the most surprised at my appearance before looking like they were about to attack the man Remus called Albus. The shaggier one had both of arms slammed on the table and was partially standing up, almost like he was on his way over to the old man. The other one, with the regal face, was calmer and not as physically upset like the other. But if eyes could kill Albus would've been dead in an instant.
They didn't notice my reentry immediately, and it took them a couple minutes and Remus loudly clearing his throat before the room had gone silent again and all eyes had turned back to me. I gulped and Remus looked at me expectedly, I knew he expected me to introduce myself, yet I wanted to just run away again. But I didn't, and instead I forced sour words out of my mouth.
"Hi everyone, I'm Estelle Potter, Harry's twin." I said softy as my gaze focused on my feet, counting down the seconds to when I could just disappear.