A/N: I have three reviews! :)

Three isn't a large number, but it's something and I'm happy. And sorry that this chapter took so long to put up, school's been absolutely crazy.

Enjoy!


Lyra POV

Jacob, Rose, and I said our goodbyes before quickly boarding the train. Jacob hurried off to his Ravenclaw friends, and Rose left saying she left to go find Hermione. I was alone.

I sat in an empty compartment, bored, trying to think of a prank to play on some Slytherins.

"Hey, Lyra."

I jumped and turned to see Alicia Spinnet standing in the doorway. "Hey Alicia."

"Mind if I come in?" She asked.

"No. Come on in." I waved for her to enter. She stepped inside and sat across from me.

"How were your holidays?" She asked.

I shrugged. "Well until Rose ran into a bunch of her old muggle enemies. They're lame and easy to fight off. Well, Matilda Parker is. The Masons are pretty tough."

"Oh." Alicia frowned. "Besides that, how were your holidays?"

"I received an empty box from Fred and George." I said. Alicia was about to speak but I cut her off. "But a couple days later I found it full of candies and stuff. It must've been under some kind of invisibility spell."

Alicia laughed.

"Enough about what happened to me, how were your holidays?" I asked.

"Pretty boring actually." She frowned. "My house is really boring compared to Hogwarts."

"I'm sorry to hear that."

We chatted about basically anything we could think of, until we finally reached Hogwarts.

"See you, Lyra!" Alicia said as we stepped off the train.

"Bye!" I waved as she skipped over to Angelina Johnson and Katie Bell.

I ran to the carriages and got in the eighth one, which was empty, until Jacob and a couple of his friends hopped in.

"Hey Jake." I said.

"Hi Ly." He mumbled.

Our carriage began towards the school. When we got there I jumped off and hurried towards the school. I pushed through the crowds of students towards the stairs and I ran towards the Gryffindor Common Room.

"What's the Password?" I asked a random Gryffindor walking nearby.

"It's still Caput Draconis. She's changed it back to the first one!" He said.

"Caput Draconis." I said. The Fat Lady shook her head. The random Gryffindor laughed and ran off.

Just then Harry and Ron came out of the portrait.

"Rose is on her way." I smiled at them before slipping in.

Sure enough, Fred and George were sitting on the couch, looking bored. They didn't see me.

I walked quietly behind the couch and pointed my wand at some random mouse near the fireplace "Fereverto." I whispered. And it turned into a shiny silver goblet. With the words 'Hello Weasleys.' engraved on the front.

Fred pointed to Maple, Rose's owl, who was sitting on her shoulder as she walked up to the common room. "Fereverto."

Maple turned into bronze goblet and fell off her shoulder. I saw the words 'Hi Lyra.' also engraved on the front when it hit the ground.

"What the...?!" Rosalie gasped and Fred, George, and I burst into laughter.

"That's not funny guys!" Rose frowned. "Turn her back!"

"Jeez. No need to freak out." I quickly turned Maple into an owl, and she flew out a nearby open window.

Rose glared at me before running up the stairs to the girls dorm. Once she was out of sight. We burst into laughter again. I jumped over the couch and landed in-between them.

"Okay, tomorrow let's turn someone's hat into a frog." I suggested. They kept laughing.

"That's actually a really good idea." George said as he laughed.

"Let's do it."

We sat in an awkward silence for what felt like hours.

"How were your holidays?" I asked them.

"Boring." Fred mumbled, throwing a paper ball into the fire.

"Not boring." George corrected. "Really boring."

I snickered. "Mine was okay. In some ways it was boring but then again not boring."

"Oh come on Ly, it wasn't that bad." Rose appeared.

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

"Ly?" Fred and George chorused, amused.

I rolled my eyes. "That's what Rose and Jacob call me. Ly. L-Y. Not L-I-E."

"Fine. Now we're calling you Lie, as in L-I-E." Fred tried to imitate me and Rose snickered.

"Oh, shut up. Besides, I'm more honest than either of you." I poked each of them in the shoulder.

"Another Lie." They grumbled at the same time. I slapped them both lightly (sort of) before walking up to the girls dorm.

"Hi Lyra!" Angelina Johnson grinned at me as I walked in.

"Hey Angelina."

She rolled her eyes. "For the last time Lyra call me Angel or Angie or something."

"For the last time, Angelina, I think I'll stick with Angelina." I said, sitting on my bed.

"Is that a compliment?"

"...Yes."

"Better be."

XxXxXxX

January was going by fast and soon it would be February. I sat in the great hall at dinner one night with Fred and George.

Suddenly Filch hobbled in carrying Miss Norris. "There's a girl here. She's covered in dirt and blood and she looks like she's about seventeen. She says she knows some people here and wants to see them." The whole hall had shut up and were now staring at Dumbledore and Filch.

"Did she say her name, Mr Filch?" Dumbledore asked.

"Meghan Silverpool."

I froze. Rose turned to me, silently asking for an explaination. I heard a loud thump and a couple gasps and could tell Jacob had fainted.

Dumbledore looked at me expectantly. I swallowed uneasily. I stood up. "We did have an older sister." My voice sounded raspy. "Named Meghan Silverpool. She disappeared five years ago. Bring her in."

I stayed standing up as Filch hobbled away. I looked at Rose. "We tried to make you forget." I told her. "We didn't want you feeling like Jacob, Mum, Dad, and I. You wouldn't be the same."

Before she could respond, the great hall's doors swung open. I blinked.

There stood a girl I almost didn't recognized. Her hair was so long it reached her waist. It was slightly messy but not very thick. She was thin and a bit tanned from being in the sun a lot. She had cuts and scrapes all over her legs and a long scar ran down her left arm. Her eyes were still hazel and she was really tall. She wore a tattered blouse and skirt, with boots that were all the way up to her knees. There was some blood on her clothes but not very much. Over her shoulder was what looked like an old coat, and she held her wand proudly at her side. It was, no doubt, Meghan.

She walked through the hall and I noticed several people- more like several males - gaping at her. She gave me a small smile as she walked past me and stood in front of Dumbledore.

She began whispering something to him and he nodded.

"Lyra and Rosalie Silverpool." Dumbledore called.

I walked up to Meghan and Dumbledore, Rosie quickly following.

"Would you like to get your sister into some robes? Oh, and Meghan, how much do you know?" Dumbledore asked.

"Oh, um, about as much as a seventh year, Professor, you see, even though I was captured, I had been studying like a madwoman on the way here." She said. A couple students snickered at this.

"Alright, then, Lyra, Rosalie, if you please."

"Yes Professor."

We lead Meghan towards the doors of the hall. I sent Fred and George a quick glance before hurrying up to the Gryffindor Common Room.

"Wow Lyra. You've really grown." Meghan said on the way there. "Same with you Roe."

"It's been five years." I said with a smile. "Where were you?"

"Scotland." Meghan lowered her voice to barely above a whisper. "Remaining Death-Eaters. They had me for a year and a half, but then a kind witch named Diane Tabath found me and educated me while trying to hide me from death eaters. Finally we managed to send them to Azkaban but that was only a week ago. And finally, I'm here." When we reached the Common Room we embraced each other tightly.

"It's been too long, sister." Rosalie said.

Meghan laughed. "Much too long."

"And bloody hell Meg, did this Diane Tabath person ever cut your hair?" I asked.

"No. I like it long."

"Well I'm braiding it." Rosie poked her. I used some kind of growing spell McGonagall taught us in December and gave her one of my extra pairs of robes.

We braided her hair and she looked pretty normal by the time people started coming into the common room.

"Lyra!" Here come Fred and George.

"What?"

"Is your sister coming back onto the Quidditch team?" George asked.

"No." I shook my head.

"How would you know if you haven't asked her?" Fred raised an eyebrow.

"We discussed it earlier." I said. "She said she completely forgot how to ride a broom that well."

"Aw."

XxXxXxX

Rose POV

Harry, Ron, and I were doing homework while Hermione, who finished hours ago, was still searching for Nicholas Flamel.

"I had you looking in the wrong section." Hermione said, coming up to us with a huge thick book. "How could I be so stupid?" She dropped the book on the table. "I checked this out weeks ago for a bit of light reading."

"This is light?" Ron asked. Hermione glared at him.

Something caught my eye and I recognized his name in the book, I stopped Hermione from going further and pointed to the name. "Stop! Here it is... Nicholas Flamel is the only known maker of the Philosopher's Stone!"

"The what?" Ron echoed.

Hermione rolled her eyes. "Honestly, don't you two read? The Philosopher's Stone is a legendary substance with astonishing powers. It'll transform any metal into pure gold, and produces the Elixir of Life, which will make the drinker immortal."

"Immortal?" Ron asks a lot of questions.

"It means you'll never die." I said.

"I know what it means!" Ron said a bit too loudly. Harry shushed him.

Hermione continued. "The only Stone currently in existence belongs to Mr Nicholas Flamel, the noted alchemist who last year celebrated his 665th birthday. That's what Fluffy's guarding on the third floor. That's what's under the trap door. The Philosopher's Stone."

XxXxXxX

That night we ran to Hagrid's.

Harry knocked and Hagrid opened the door.

"Hagrid-"

"Hello. Sorry, don't wish to be rude, but I'm in no state to entertain today." He shut the door.

"We know about the Philosopher's Stone." We all said at the same time.

Hagrid opened it again and hesitantly let us in.

"We think Snape's trying to steal it." Harry concluded.

"Snape? Oh, you're not still on about him, are ya?"

"Hagrid. We know he's after the Stone, we just don't know why."

"Snape is one of the teachers protecting the Stone! He won't steal it."

"What?" Ron and I said at the same time.

"You heard. Come on, I'm a bit preoccupied today."

"Wait a minute. 'One of the teachers'?" Harry repeated.

"Of course!" Hermione spoke up. "There are other things defending the stone, aren't there?"

"I shouldn't have told you that. I should not have told you that."

Something began popping and shaking in the pot over Hagrid's fire. He took out an egg and put it on the table. We all ran up to it. It was a dragon egg!

"Uh, Hagrid? What exactly is that?" Harry asked.

"That? It's a... It's, um..."

"I know what that is!" Ron exclaimed.

"Me too!" My expression turned confused. "Merlin's beard, Hagrid, how did you get one?"

"I won it! Off a stranger I met down at the pub. Seemed quite glad to be rid of it, as a matter of fact."

The egg began to shake and crack a bit, and we all backed up. It exploded and out came a baby Norwegian Ridgeback.

"Is that... A dragon?" Hermione asked.

"That's not just a dragon. That's a Norwegian Ridgeback!" Ron exclaimed. "My brother Charlie works with these in Romania!"

"Isn't he beautiful? Oh, bless him! Look, he knows his mummy!" Hagrid said as the dragon turned to him. He began to pet him. "Hello, Norbert!"

"Norbert?" Harry and I chorused.

"He's gotta have a name, don't he? Don't you, Norbert?" Norbert sneezed, setting Hagrid's beard on fire. "He'll have to be trained up a bit, of course."

"Hagrid, do you honestly think it's wise to keep a fire-breathing dragon in a basically wooden hut?" I asked.

"Who's that?" Hagrid asked suddenly, and we all turned to the window to see Draco Malfoy running away.

"Malfoy." Harry said.

We left Hagrid's hut, hoping we'd be back in the Common Room before Malfoy could tattle-tale.

"Hagrid's always wanted a dragon. Told me so first time I met him." Harry informed us.

"It's crazy. And worse, Malfoy knows." Ron added.

Just as he said it McGonagall appeared.

"I don't understand. Is that bad?" Hermione asked.

"Yeah, it's bad." I said, stopping dead in my tracks.

"Good evening." McGonagall said, Malfoy coming up beside her.