Chapter 4

The Fifteen Potters

I ran over to where my old bedroom was, the cupboard under the stairs and opened it for Emily "This is where Harry and I used to sleep!" I announced. "I didn't know about magic then." I explained before going to the front door "My cousin, Dudley had puked on that mat before my fifth year, and Professor Dumbledore walked through that door!"

I rushed over to the kitchen with a sombre expression "And here…" I said "here's where my uncle beat me so bad that I had to go to the hospital."

Emily nodded "You poor dear." she said before brightening "Crap! I forgot some stuff!" she said before rushing up to her room as Harry handed me a package.

"Here, these are the snacks Dudley had. Oddly enough, he let me just take them."

I grinned tucking the bulging sack into my backpack (Thanking Hermione for Charming it to carry more than it looked like it could.) "Thanks, Harry, did you get any?" I asked.

Harry nodded. "Yeah, I took anything you didn't like. So the Rockets and the sour candies. I gave you the rest."

I beamed. That was something Harry and I did not have in common. Harry loved Rockets where I hated them, the same with sour keys. He preferred powdery and sour where I liked solid and sweet. "Thanks, bro." I said.

"Hey, you're my sister, my job is to look out for you, and to be annoying."

I beamed "Hey, the annoying bit's my thing." I said.

Harry grinned "You said it, not me." he said.

"Skinner you!" I said, playfully hitting him.

"Sorry, I'd rather not, who knows what you've got." Harry said, laughing. "Herpes from Malfoy snogging you all the time? Maybe crabs?"

I growled and lunged at him, punching him in the stomach with everything I could muster "Screw. You. Harry. Potter!" I snapped between each blow when I heard the door open.

I ignored the door and kept punching Harry, who started punching me in return.

"Git!" I shouted.

"Bitch!" Harry replied.

"Troll crap!"

"Veela underling!"

"Hippogriff face!"

"Centaur breath!"

"Lion bait!"

"Snake eye!"

"Ass wipe!"

"Fish face!"

"Toad liver!"

"Poindexter!"

"UGLY!" Harry and I finished together, laughing at our reference to the song U-G-L-Y.

"They fight like we did, don't they, Malenkaya?" a man's voice with a Russian accent said.

"I am not that short!" a woman's voice with a Russian accent retorted angrily "Yes, though, they do." she added.

"Come on, Kitty, they're brother and sister." said a male's voice.

"Yeah!" said another male's voice. "But either way, they've got to stop. Ekaterina, d'you mind breaking them up?"

"Absolutely not!" said the female Russian. "They'll drag me into that fight, they'll mess up my clothes!"

"I'LL DO IT!" Ivy Duff's voice sighed in frustration, grabbing my arms and pulling me up "Come on, Han, Harry, break it up!" she ordered, setting me on my feet.

"He started it!" I said, turning to face my brunette friend and beaming. "V! It is you!" I said happily, hugging her.

"Ugh!" the Russian accented woman scoffed "She's overly affectionate." she said.

I pulled off Ivy and looked at the source of the voice. She had short curly blonde hair and deep violet eyes. She had a pale pink tinge in her cheeks and very red lips. She was wearing a short black dress that was somewhat in between baggy and tight. And her retort "I'm not that short!", in my opinion, was quite wrong, she was as short as I was.

"I know what you are thinking." the woman said "But I live by the quote of Marilyn Monroe: 'Your clothes should be loose enough to show you're a woman, and tight enough to show you're a lady.'" the woman said, tightening her black gloves and heels.

"I apologize for my sister," the Russian accented man said. He had brown hair and was very tall and muscular. He also had a handlebar moustache and blue eyes. "I am Michael Nicholas Erofeev Nikolaevich, but you may call me Misha or Mickey. This," Misha said, addressing the Russian woman "is my sister, Ekaterina Svetlana Nikolaevna Erofeeva, but -"

"To you, Miss Potter, it will be Ekaterina." the Russian woman called Ekaterina said in a snippy tone.

"Kitty!" Misha said aghast "You said you were going to be nice! That was the grounds I let you come here on in the first place!" he scolded, turning to me "I'm sorry, Miss Potter -"

"Please, no need for formalities. Han will work just as well." I said smiling.

Misha grinned "All right. I'm sorry for my sister, Han. She means well, but she's a tad…?" Misha started, trying to find the right word.

"I think bitchy can sum it up quite nice." Ivy said coldly, making Ekaterina glare at her.

"I thought you were going to be silent!" Ekaterina snapped. "You behave like my twin daughters!"

"Girls, girls!" a boy with sea foam green eyes, dark hair, a tanned hue with tattooed arms and a lip and nose piercing said, stepping in between my best friend and Ekaterina. "Can't we all just get along? It's bad enough that You-Know-Who is causing us to go at strangers' throats, but we all know each other!"

"Yes, exactly!" Hermione Granger's voice said behind me "Hey, Sherlock."

I beamed, turning to my friend, (who was also known as Mione or Watson, as in Dr. John Watson from Sherlock Holmes, hence the name she called me.) "Hey, Watson." I beamed, hugging her before seeing that Ron Weasley was there, too. "Ron!" I said happily, hugging him, too.

"Hey, Han." Ron said awkwardly (he normally never showed affection to his girl friends.)

"Wotcher, Han." a familiar voice said from the washing machine, making me turn to a young heart-shaped faced woman with bubblegum pink hair.

"Hey, Tonks." I said happily.

"Check this out, twins." Tonks said, flashing her left hand to me and beaming at Remus Lupin.

On her left hand, glittered a diamond ring.

"YOU GOT MARRIED!" I squealed, hugging my Auror friend and my old DADA professor. "Congratulations!" I squealed.

"Yes, yes, there's time for a cozy catch up later!" Alastor "Mad-Eye" Moody's voice said, him limping into the room with two flasks of muddy liquid.

"Hi, Mad-Eye." I said.

"Hello, Potter." Moody said, looking around the Order. "You need introductions, don't you?"

I nodded "I know Ekaterina and her brother, already." I said, casting Ekaterina a look, which she returned with a judgemental glare.

"Good, well, this," Moody started, nudging the boy who broke up Ivy and Ekaterina "is Felix Lerwick, one of our rookie Aurors."

"Hey, Hannah." Felix said, grinning at me flirtatiously.

"Hey, watch it," I said teasingly "I've got a boyfriend!"

"This," Moody interrupted, gesturing to a woman with bright blue hair, brown eyes, pale skin and snake bite piercings "is our Potioneer, Imogen Briggs."

"Gen, thank you!" Imogen Briggs said to Mad-Eye "I'm not a fan of my given name."

"Just like Tonks!" I said, not bothering to tell Gen that Tonks' first name was Nymphadora.

"This," Mad-Eye continued, turning to a young woman with short brown orange hair styled in layers, grey eyes, pale skin and orange fingernails "is our Auror trainee, Hisu -"

"Jade, please." the woman said.

"Right, this is Jade Kuchiki." Mad-Eye corrected.

"Any relation to Yuuki?" I asked, remembering one of my first years from my first year as a Slytherin Prefect.

"My baby sister." Jade beamed.

I beamed "Oh, the next time you see her, tell her Hannah says hi." I said.

"Yeah. Sure." Jade said.

"This," Mad-Eye continued, turning to a brown haired, hazel-green eyes but overall normal height and weight "is our brains of the Order, Benjamen Tweake."

"Ben is satisfactory, thank you." Ben said, smiling at me with a flattering smile.

"This," Mad-Eye started again, gesturing to a young witch with long straight blonde hair and blue grey eyes, who was thin and short like me. "is -"

"Julia Ann Hendrix!" Hermione beamed "She's been my friend since third year!"

"Yeah, I was. Hey." Julia said, smiling at me.

"Yeah, she shares a birthday with us!" Fred Weasley said, smirking flirtatiously at me "Hey, Han."

"Hey, Fred, Wotcher, George." I said, beaming to George.

"Hey." George said as Mad-Eye continued.

"I think the rest of us can introduce ourselves, Mad-Eye, we haven't got time." a witch with strawberry blonde hair, tanned skin and stormy grey eyes said "I'm Violet Ewy." she said to me.

"I'm Analise Beauregard." a tall, uniquely beautiful woman with dark brown hair and blue eyes said.

"And I'm Marcus Williams." a tall man with dirty blond hair and blue eyes said, who looked a lot like Niall from One Direction.

"You look like Niall from One Direction." I said, blushing.

Marcus sighed "I get that a lot."

"So you must have a lot of fan girls screaming after you 'IT'S HIM! IT'S NIALL!'" I asked.

Marcus nodded "Yeah, but they discover it isn't me so I get off." he said, smirking.

"All right, all right!" Mad-Eye shouted, handing me a flask "Potter, you both know what this is?" he asked.

I looked down at the liquid, it was muddy and opaque and I had only seen it once before. In Horace Slughorn's Potions room.

Polyjuice Potion.

"No!" Harry and I said together "Absolutely not."

"I'm not going to let a whole mess of people I care about risk their lives for me, I won't do it!" Harry shouted.

"I don't want to be responsible for the death of anyone. By taking this you're becoming me, public enemy number one for Death Eaters and Voldemort," I didn't stop when everyone gasped. "I refuse to endanger anyone else again."

"Potter, it's either this or we start a fight for you in the air, take your pick!" Moody growled. "Besides, all these people are overage, they're willing to make the sacrifice!"

I sighed.

Just do it, Hannah! Don't be stupid! They're trying to get you to Weasley's in one piece! Draco's voice hissed in my head.

"Oh, ok, fine!" I said, taking some hair in my hair and bracing for the pain. "I hate this part." I said, tearing up. "OW!" I screamed, glaring at Harry, who had a lock of hair in his hand.

"Sorry, you were being a wuss, it's just hair, it'll grow back!" Harry said, dropping my hair into the flask I was holding, where it bubbled and turned into a strawberry scented red liquid.

"Oh, Hannah, you look tasty!" Hermione squealed, making me glare at her.

"Watson, you know how wrong that sounds, right?" I asked.

"Never mind, never mind." Hermione said, sighing as Harry handed Moody his flask of golden liquid.

"All Harry Potter duplicates here," Moody said, gesturing to one corner of the sitting room. "Hannah Potters over here." he added, gesturing to where Emily had taken a seat.

I took my Invisibility Cloak out of my backpack and handed it to her "Here." I said "You'll need this just in case."

Emily nodded as seven people came over to me.

Ekaterina's brother, Michael, Analise Beauregard, Julia Ann Hendrix, Felix Lerwick, a man with messy dirty blond hair and green eyes who introduced himself as Donovan Diangelo, Jade Kuchiki and last but not least Ivy.

"No, no way!" I said, shaking my head at my best friend "No."

"You can't stop me, Hannah, if I want to do this, then god damn it I'll do it!" Ivy said turning to Moody "Give me the flask, Mad-Eye."

Mad-Eye trusted the flask with my hair in it to Ivy, who sipped some down right away.

"Dude, Mione, you're right, Han's awesome! She tastes like strawberries and vanilla!" Ivy said as she handed the flask to Michael. "That wasn't so bad!"

"Thanks." I said sarcastically, stepping back as everyone took a sip of the Polyjuice Potion.

Everyone in my group seemed to be shrivelling down onto the ground. Michael, Felix, Donovan and Gen seemed to be having hair growing. Ivy was shrinking, paling as if she was quickly dying. All their eyes opened and they were lightening or darkening depending on the colour of their eyes.

I blinked, and when I opened my eyes, there were seven other me's in front of me.

"Dude, I'm a chick!" Felix joked.

"Dude, I think Hannah's on her period." Donovan added.

"Han, do you have tampons or something on you, I feel dirty." Felix asked.

I sighed, taking out four maxi pads and handing them to the boys. "Here." I said. "These will last you until you turn back into the gender that thinks with their dick." I said, smiling at my joke.

"Those whose clothes are roomy, I've got extra, and vice versa." Moody said, dumping out three rucksacks, one with boy's clothes, pants, cloak, whatever. The other was full of girl's clothes, bras, panties, skirts.

"Dude, I'm not wearing a skirt!" Felix said indignantly, taking the first pair of jeans he saw.

"Han, you're really thin." Michael remarked, taking his baggy shirt off.

"Uh, guys? Can you show my body a little privacy, please?" I asked, feeling awkward as I watched seven of me changing from the nude.

"I feel like a virgin." Julia said.

"Julie," Hermione said, disguised as Harry but still having her own voice "Hannah is a virgin."

"You mean her and Malfoy haven't done it yet?" Fred or George asked, looking to his twin.

"Skinner you, Fred!" I barked, grabbing my Nimbus and walking outside.

"Han, I'm protecting you on the way to the safe house. We're going to Willow James' place." Violet Ewy said, coming up towards me and drawing her wand "Let's handle your stuff now, just in case." she added, sending Diablo, Hellion and my backpack away.

I beamed. Willow James was like my little sister figure. She was what Draco would call "Mini-Princess." because I was his Princess and Willow was my Mini-Me, so, ergo, Mini-Princess. "Great, let's get going!" I said happily.

Moody walked up to the front of the group and pointed to a flash of sparks "That's the first signal! Everyone mount!" he ordered.

I obeyed, Violet grabbing onto my waist as a second signal went up, green.

"We'll all see you at the Burrow in a while!" Moody shouted "GO!" he ordered.

I mounted, sighing when the cold night air hit my black hair and caused it to go every which way.

I started flying full speed away from Privet Drive, so fast, in fact, that I nearly forgot to take one last look at where I grew up. Luckily, I managed to take a brief look at it in time before number 4, Privet Drive, was swallowed up by the other cookie-cutter houses in the suburbs.

I was beaming. I never had to set foot in that place ever again!

But, the moment of glory was short lived as we broke what I think was a protective charm barrier.

"Hang on tight, Han, this is going to be a bumpy ride!" Violet said, sending curses behind her as a swarm of black hooded Death Eaters swarmed around us.

I was just about to shout out my signature "Skinner, Fanelli and Faksa!" when Violet smacked me.

"OI!" I shouted, rubbing the back of my neck "The hell was that for?" I asked.

"You can't say Skinner, they'll know it's you!" Violet said "Should have told you sooner, sorry." she added.

I growled "Great. Just fucking perfect. I'm risking seven people's lives having them interperet as me, and in return I can't say Skinner!" I shouted "What the Skinner else is going to go wrong!"

"Shut up!" Violet said, sending curses at Death Eaters "Just focus on flying, I'll curse!" she said.

I sighed and flew full tilt, mentally cursing all the way, dodging spells so fast that death seemed to be a brush of my hair away, and it was true, the force of the Avada Kedavra curses so close to me ruffled my hair.

"HAN, DIVE!" Violet screamed in my ear.

I obliged, but nearly fell over in the process and making my stomach lurch in my body. I wasn't a Seeker, and never claimed to be. I was more Chaser material (which was a good thing, because I was a Chaser.), how the Skinner was I supposed to dive without being sick?

"SIS!" Harry shouted "WATCH OUT!"

I screamed, and I couldn't hold back any longer with my Skinner cursing.

"SKINNER, FANELLI AND FAKSA! I'M GOING TO FUCKING DIE!" I screamed.

"THAT'S HER, IT'S HER! SHE'S THE REAL ONE!" one of the Death Eater's screamed.

"I got her! Sectumsempra!" another one screamed.

I paled and dove lower, dodging a certain death from blood as my feet started brushing the ground.

"How much farther?" I asked.

"Just another ten miles, come on, Han! FLY!" Violet screamed among the roar of spells around me.

I growled, vowing to myself that I was going to get to Willow's place. "LET'S GO!" I screamed, accelerating in the typical Hannah Potter way.

"There may be eight of me tonight!" I called into the night "But we all know that I'm the best of them all!" I added when I was met with a pair of glowing red eyes.

"No…" I gasped as the rest of the Order flew overhead of me.

"Hannah…Potter…" Voldemort hissed, drawing his wand. "you, my darling little Gryffindor at heart are coming with me!"

I gasped and braced myself for some sort of hex or curse that was going to knock me off my broom, but Violet saved me.

"Stupefy!"

Granted, it didn't work, Voldemort was too quick for her, but it managed to buy me enough time to go higher into the clouds without Voldemort watching (him being dazed by the red light temporarily.)

"Come on, Han, just a little further!" Violet urged as I met red eyes again.

"I don't like games, Potter." Voldemort sneered "Be nice, and I'll let you go to your dear darling Draco in one piece!" Voldemort called.

I paled, it was go with him and see Draco, or fly and be killed.

On one hand, I'd probably die either way, but on the other hand, I'd be able to see Draco.

I never got the chance to make up my mind when I heard someone scream "Stupefy!" at the same time as someone else.

It got me. One spell hit Violet and the other spell hit me, just as we were passing through another dome like thing. I grabbed hold of my Nimbus and let myself drop to the ground with a sloshy thud on my stomach.

I gripped my broomstick tightly and groaned as I felt a stabbing pain in my leg, my one arm and my ribcage.

"Violet!" I moaned, surprised I was still conscious "Violet!" I said again before I blacked out, face down in the mud.