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Violet slowly opened her eyes, sometime later. She was lying in a bed that was not hers. As she took in her surroundings, she could see that she was in the hospital wing. She looked outside. The sun was at a medium point in the sky, making it probably somewhere between noon and four pm. She studied the room. Harry and Ron were lying in the two beds next to her, still out. Ron's leg was bandaged up and Harry, for the most part, looked unscathed. Asleep in a chair between the boys' beds was Hermione. Violet slowly stood up. It was then that she was aware of her injury. Her wrist was in a cast and her back was pretty sore.

Then she remembered Sirius.

Having been knocked into the Whomping Willow, Violet didn't know what happened. She heard footsteps coming towards the Hospital Wing. She quickly got back into her bed and closed her eyes.

"How are they Madame Pomfrey?" Violet heard Professor Dumbledore ask.

"Still asleep," She replied. "I tried to have Miss Granger leave, but she refused."

"And Violet?" He asked. "Any scratches?" Why would Dumbledore care if she had a scratch or two? Then she remembered. Professor Lupin had transformed into a werewolf and knocked her into the tree. If he had scratched her deep enough, she too would transform into a werewolf.

"None," Madame Pomfrey said and Violet felt relief sink through her body. "She's an extremely lucky girl."

"Very well," Dumbledore said.

"Professor," Madame Pomfrey began. "What's to happen to Sirius Black?"

"He is waiting in the Northernmost Tower," Professor Dumbledore said. "At the stroke of midnight, he is to be given a Dementor's kiss." Madame Pomfrey sighed.

"And to think," She said. "He was such a nice boy when he went her." Violet heard footsteps walk away.

"You ought to practice pretending to be asleep," She heard someone whisper, before they walked away. The door to the hospital wing shut and Violet quickly got out of the bed. On the bedside table, she noticed a cloak. She grabbed it and tested it over her arm. It was Harry's invisibility cloak. She draped it over herself and quickly exited the Hospital Wing. She stealthily moved through the castle. She made her way to Northernmost Tower and made her way up the long winding stairs. She reached the top and made her way outside. She looked around and spotted Sirius. He was locked up in a lone cell. She quickly moved toward him.

"Sirius," She said. He looked up and Violet removed the cloak.

"What are you doing up here?" He asked. "Where's Harry? Is he alright?"

"He's still out," Violet said. "But I needed to talk to you." She sat down in front of the cell. Sirius noticed the cast on her arm.

"Your arm," He pointed out.

"Will heal," Violet said. "That's not currently important." Sirius looked at her curiously. "Why did Peter Pettigrew recognize me? And why did you recognize me?" Sirius sighed. "What do you know that I don't?"

"You know that your last name isn't actually Daniels," Sirius said.

"I know that," Violet said. "I've known that I was adopted since I was eleven. The question is, how do you know that?"

"Because I knew your parents," Sirius said. "They even made me your godparent."

"Who are my parents?" Violet asked. The anticipation was killing her. Here, in this moment, she was about to finally learn who her parents were and why they abandoned her.

"James and Lily Potter," Sirius said. Violet's jaw dropped.

"That's impossible," She said. "Because if I'm their daughter, then Harry,"

"Is your brother," He said softly. "Your twin brother." Tears started to fall from Violet's eyes. Sirius edged towards the bars and reached an arm out towards Violet.

"Don't cry Violet," He whispered. "It pains me to see you this upset." Violet wiped her eyes.

"Why did they abandon me?" Violet asked. "Didn't they love me?"

"More than words could ever describe," Sirius said. "And they didn't abandon you. They never would have done that. You were there, the night they died." Violet looked at him curiously.

"But how?" Violet asked. "If I lived through that night, wouldn't have people known about me too?"

"Something must have happened," Sirius said. "Because when I heard that Voldemort had killed your parents, but that Harry lived I, like everyone else, believed that you had died too."

"The Daniels," Violet began. "They told me that they adopted me."

"I don't know what happened," Sirius said. He pushed some of his matted hair. "I wish I could have been there that night. I might have been able to help or to prevent." Violet reached out and touched his hand.

"It's not your fault," Violet said. Sirius nodded a little sadly. They sat in silence for a little while. Then Violet spoke. "Sirius," He looked up at her. "What were my parents like?" Sirius smiled before beginning a long conversation.

Violet was still seated on the ground talking with Sirius a few hours later. They heard a noise from above. Violet saw Buckbeak soar over the tower, before landing in front of her. Harry and Hermione jumped off. Violet stared at them and Buckbeak. How was Buckbeak alive? They had heard the axe fall yesterday.

"Violet?" Harry asked. "What are you doing up here?" Violet was about to respond, but Hermione let out an infuriated screech.

"Nothing's working," Hermione said. Violet looked at the cell.

"Maybe a small explosion would do," Violet said, looking over at Hermione. Hermione's eyes widened.

"You're brilliant!" Hermione shouted before raising her wand again. "Bombarda!" The cell door exploded open. Sirius quickly exited the cell. They all mounted Buckbeak and quickly took off. Hermione and Violet held onto each other, neither feeling very comfortable with flying.

"You truly are your father's son!" Sirius shouted to Harry. Violet smiled a little sadly. She was going to have to explain the whole situation to Harry. They finally landed and Harry, Hermione, and Violet dismounted from Buckbeak's back. "I'm truly thankful for what you three have done." Harry stepped towards Sirius.

"I want to go with you," Harry said. Sirius sighed a little sadly.

"One day perhaps," He said, and Harry's face fell. "Life will be too unpredictable for some time. Besides, you're meant to be here." He glanced over at Violet, before putting a hand on Harry's shoulder. "But promise me something, Harry."

"Anything," Harry said.

"Trust yourself," Sirius said. "No matter the challenges you face, and I fear they will be many, you'll be surprised how many times you can find the answers right here." Sirius tapped his own heart as he said this. Sirius looked up at the sky, just as a shooting star flew overhead. "A shooting star." He smiled and looked over at Violet. "Make a wish." And with that, Sirius took off on Buckbeak.

"I'm confused," Violet said. "How is Buckbeak alive?" Hermione lifted a gold object, hanging on a chain around her neck. "A time turner?" Hermione nodded. "That's how you made it to all of your classes. Clever." Suddenly, they heard a bell sound.

"We have to get back," Hermione said. The three of them took off running, toward the hospital wing. Just as they got to the doorway, Dumbledore exited the room. He looked at the three of them curiously.

"Well?" He asked.

"He's free," Harry said with a smile. "We did it."

"Did what?" Dumbledore asked as he started to walk away. "Goodnight." He waved with a smile before leaving. Harry, Hermione, and Violet looked at each other before entering the room. They caught a glimpse of the past Harry and Hermione disappearing. As soon as they were gone, they walked into the room.

"How did you get there?" Ron asked, staring at them. "I was talking to you there." Then he saw Violet. "And where did she come from?"

"What's he talking about?" Hermione asked with a slight smirk.

"I dunno," Harry said. "Honestly Ron, how can two people be in the same place at once?" Hermione and Violet snickered, as Ron stared at them, still extremely confused.