"So, what happened?" Hermione asked as she sat down next to me, Draco sitting down next to her and the twins sitting down to me, Fred pulling me into his lap.
"I get a week of detention and Dick gets suspended from Quidditch for the rest of the year!" I sang with a laugh, everyone was so shocked.
"How'd you manage to do that?" Draco asked.
"Let's just say I have my ways." I said with a wink. They tried to get the answer out of me all throughout dinner until the very end when they gave up, realizing how stubborn I was and that I wouldn't give until I wanted to.
The day after I was informed by Remus that everyone in the Order was out looking for me and hoping not to find a body, but all they had was a bad name and old blood that stained my baby blankets, it wasn't going to work. I decided that I would tell them sometime, but right now was not that time and I was happy to see Lily and James acting like normal parents towards as his ego was deflated extremely. I decided just to mess with everyone and send a tell all letter to the Daily Prophet about how Dick wasn't the Chosen One and how he had a twin and I was excited to see it front page on the Sunday paper saying:
Richmond Potter Not The Chosen One?
We have heard from a reliable source
that Richmond James Potter is most
likely not the Chosen One as everyone
had called him ever since that fateful night.
It turns out that he had a twin that no
one spoke about in shame of taking
the spotlight of Richmond.
She is actually more likely to be the Chosen
One as we like to say, the only thing is
that she was thrown out of the house
by her own parents when she was four
and is currently missing. Where is
the lost Potter and can she save us?
Read more on page 3.
I practically cackled like a wicked witch from muggle tales, this was perfect! I knew it was going to be good, but not his good! This was perfect. I feel like Jaxy would be proud of my sneakiness and I wondered just why I was in Gryffindor. The gossip quickly spread as gossip does and in one day Dick went from his podium to less than dirt because not only was he ugly, but he wasn't famous and so everyone hated him, even the Hufflepuffs and they loved everyone! I wonder if he likes how it feels to be the one everyone hates for once? I thought, but my mind wasn't into it anymore, I was now thinking about Jaxy. I got up from breakfast, telling everyone I was going to read, but I just went up to my dorm and grabbed the couple of bottles I had snagged from a party, going down to the tree by the lake and climbing up into it, drinking my pain away at ten in the morning. After passing my limit I passed out, being woken up hours later by falling out of the tree. Why was I up there? I asked and then remembered and drank some more, finally stumbling up the steps of Hogwarts straight into the twins who were looking for me.
"Diana!" They said in surprise and I looked up at them with half open eyes filled with tears.
"Are you drunk?" George asked, but I didn't even have to reply,I smelled like a goddamn bar. Fred picked me up and said goodbye to George, taking me all the way up to the fifth floor, I had found out the place the first party was held was called the Room of Requirement and that's where they took me, but this time it was a very nice, cozy bedroom. I tried to hold back my tears, I really did, but I couldn't and all I really wanted at the moment was Jaxy. Fred held me until I had calmed down a bit, but I was still muttering Jaxy's name he heard.
"Who's Jaxy?" He asked and I could feel his jealousy, it was understandable, but it still hurt a bit.
"He, he was my father." Fred instantly felt bad which comforted me, knowing he just loved me and didn't like the thought of me being with anyone other than him.
"Was?" He asked softly, catching onto that little part of the sentence.
"He died, when I was nine in battle." I said and that was all I was willing to give. "Can you get anything in this room?" I asked, changing the subject.
"Yes." He said and all this thinking of Jaxy got me thinking.
"Can you ask for a harp?" Fred was confused by the request, but closed his eyes and a golden harp like the one that had been sitting in the house for five whole years, appeared across the room. I got up, knowing Fred was watching me as I stumbled across the room, still pretty drunk, and sat down on the little chair that had come with the harp. I started playing, thinking about that Christmas, the Christmas and the harp Jaxy had gotten, playing the first song I had ever played for him.
The Day After The First Christmas...
"Wow, Diana, you're amazing." Jaxy said when I finished.
"Thanks, I really like playing." I said with a giggle, clutching the locket to my chest.
"You should play more often, it could put me to sleep." He said, "You could even play at the University!" He said with an excitement, I know he always hated leaving me alone while he worked.
"Well, if you have a harp or a piano in your classroom than I would be willing to." I said, I didn't really think he would actually go and get one until he invited me to come along with him to work, saying he had gotten both a harp and a piano. I was so nervous and he could tell.
"Don't worry," he told me, "you'll be just fine! Just remember that everything in this moment will be nothing more than a memory in a mere second and that your fear is irrational, you know this! I know you can't help it, but I hope my students will paying attention to my lesson and not focusing on you, you'll be fine, just have fun while you play and ignore everyone else. You're the star of your own mine and you can predict your own future, if you think you're going to fail, you will, but I know that you'll be just perfect!" The bell rang and Jaxy left to walk to the middle of the room to teach. I sat down on my stool and took a deep breath, everyone was looking at my father, I was fine just like he said. Letting out that breath I put my hands in position and they seemed to move without thought, playing music seamlessly and without mistake. That was the moment I saw that no one really cared if you weren't the focus and I treasured every word Jaxy had said to me, memorizing it and hoping never to forget it.
I still haven't forgotten his words and even now I resight them in my head when I'm stressing about something. Fred had come and sat down on the couch facing me, watching my fingers slide across the strings in wonder, I had mastered the harp years ago, but I still loved to play it, it was so deeply ingrained in my brain I could play it even when I was utterly hammered. When I stopped, I rested my head against the harp, holding it so it didn't fall.
"That was beautiful."Fred whispered and I smiled up at him, standing up and stumbling up to where he sat, sitting on his lap.
"Thank you for the harp." I said and he just held me close, I felt like I could tell him everything, but now was not the time, I would save the 'tell all' for another day.
I had fallen asleep on Fred's lap, but I he fell asleep to so I guess he didn't really mind. Seeing as I had gotten drunk, sobered up, and gotten drunk again, my hangover was one of the worst and so I asked the room for a hangover potion that was really a nausea and pain potion mixed, but I didn't care, it helped and that's all I was concerned about. I had only been awake for ten minutes before Fred came to, I was embarrassed that he saw me like that and when I had woken up I wanted to run, but that wouldn't help, I would run into both Fred and George at some point and that would just be awkward.
"Hey," Fred said, still groggy from sleep, "what time is it?" I cast a quick spell that said it was six in the morning.
"Six in the morning."
"God, it's so early." Fred groaned, getting up and coming over to where I was sitting on the bed. "Are you better now?" He asked and I smiled slightly.
"Much." I leaned up and pecked Fred on the lips slightly.
"I wonder what my brother's doing?" Fred asked, looking at the door behind me.
"He's probably with Angela." After that first party, Angela and him started to date which made me think. "Fred?" I asked, drawing Fred's attention back to me.
"Yes?" He asked, looking at me with those clear blue eyes.
"Are we dating?" I asked, slightly fearing his rejection, but I could feel the pulse of love that came from him as his usually excitable face softened as he smiled.
"Of course." He said, resting his arms on my shoulders, everything was perfect, this was all just amazing.
When Fred and I got to breakfast it had just started, but it seemed like the entire school was already there and Dumbledore was back and had stood up, he was going to give a speech.
"Students of Hogwarts, as you know, yesterday's Daily Prophet came and on the front page it claimed that Richy Potter was not in fact the Chosen One. This, is all lies, I don't know who sent that article in or where the lies came from, but it is all false information, something the Daily Prophet seems to be in the habit of printing. From now on, I encourage everyone to take the information they see with a grain of salt. That is all, thank you." Dumbledore sat back down and everyone was talking and staring at Dick. I couldn't believe this, instead of going to the Gryffindor table, I turned straight around and I left the Great Hall, going all the way out to the grounds and not stopping until I reached the tree on the far side of the lake. I then climbed up to the little nook in the tree with the agility of a monkey, I didn't even notice that Fred was following me until he tried to get up in the tree as fast as I did with his long limbs and failing.
"Go slower." I said, smiling.
"How did you manage to get down here so fast and up this tree? You're so small yet I had to jog to keep up with you!" Fred said with a laugh managing to get into the tree with me. I loved the tree it had a little pit in the middle and all the limbs came off it, but none in the middle and so the sunlight filtered through green leaves painting everything in a green tinted ethereal glow.
"Wow, it's pretty up here." Fred said, looking around.
"I know." We sat in silence for a moment until Fred judge the time was right.
"So, why were you or are you so mad at the fact that the news was fake?" He asked, looking up at me, I couldn't meet his eyes, but I felt like the time was right.
"Let me start from the beginning." It was cliche, but it worked and so I didn't really care about what I was saying. I cast a quick privacy spell with a wave of my hand and reached up to my locket, tapping it and taking my tail out of my pants so I didn't bruise it. I looked over at Fred and to my surprise he wasn't freaked out, just curious and only slightly sad when he saw me take out a cigarette and light it, I took one deep breath and let it out once more before continuing my story. "My name isn't Diana Clement, or at least it wasn't originally, originally I was born Diana Juniper Potter, older twin of Dick Potter and daughter of James and Lily Potter, or so I thought up until my first year here, but we'll get to that later. The first year was great, but I could tell Lily didn't like me that much, not as much as Dick, but I didn't care, I was a baby. Then that night happened, Halloween of 1981 when Voldemort came and killed our babysitter and made Dick the Chosen One, or so everyone thinks. Dick was asleep and I stood up to see who this new comer was, but Voldemort saw it as a threat and fired the killing curse at me, but it only hit my forehead and bounced off, hitting Voldemort and turning him into nothing more than a cloud of ash. Seeing as that had never happened before, no one knew it would create a small explosion that burned down our nursery, a piece of flaming ceiling came down and hit Dick on the cheek creating his famous scar and so the story goes. No one other than my Uncle Remus came to look me over, he was the one who saw me passed out in my crib, but he just thought I had gotten hit by a flaming something because Dick had already been declared Chosen One." I paused for another hit, I could feel the utter shock radiating off Fred and tried to send some calming emotions without him noticing. "James and Lily were addicted to the fame and they shoved me in the corner, saying I didn't exist I tried to excel at everything to show them I was just as good as my brother, I learned French and Latin by three and how to play the piano and the harp along with it, I was a prodigy, but whenever I tried to show them they would only hit harder. That was until Dick's fourth birthday, well mine to, but they didn't talk about me. I snuck down because it all looked so fun, but James found me and took me to my room, beating me until I neared death and throwing a mystery portkey at me, for all he knew it could have sent me to the middle of the ocean, but he didn't care. It actually sent me to the wonderful land of Ostana, the land of the Veela where I was turned into a veela through blood adoption by my father Ajax, or Jaxy, a famous philosophy teacher at the university. Everything was amazing for the next years he trained me in everything and the veela don't use wands so I mastered every subject using wandless magic he taught me muggle subject to like calculus by the age of six. He also trained me in physical combat and we went up to the jail where they would release inmates for me to hunt in kill in anyway I saw fit or torture. We traveled the world together and I learned so much until, when I was nine, we came back to London so he could speak at a could colleges and whatnot." I feel Fred was a bit disturbed by the fact that I had killed many people, but I calmed him down some more. "That's when a Death Eater fight broke out, Jaxy wanted to go, but I forced my way through the crowd with Elios following close behind, I could take them I knew, and I wouldn't listen to Jaxy who was trying to get me out there. I got into the middle of the fight throwing daggers and spells at an amazing speed, I was about to throw a dagger when Jaxy caught my wrist, I told him he couldn't control me, that he wasn't my father. I had hurt him so bad that he backed away in shock, and that's when two spells came at him, I was to slow and he was blasted off his feet, dead. I stayed there with his body for hours until I apparated us to his hometown in Michigan and buried him under a large white oak tree, planting his favorite flowers on top. I went back to London and looked through his things for some money, I found a note, it was from him telling me to go get emancipated and my inheritance triggered and I did so." This week was ingrained in my brain, I could remember every breath I took during this time and regretted every second of it. "Turns our Jaxy was part of the royal family of Clement and had a bunch of money tucked away. I than became Lady Clement and went through my inheritance, becoming a full veela and werewolf, but the genes clashed and so I'm more like a wolf animagus gone wrong. The royal veela family had special powers, Jaxy's was seeing the future and mine is empathy, that's why you keep feeling calm at random moments, I'm giving you calm so you can think properly. I can feel everyone's emotion all at once, it was horrible at first, but I've gotten used to it now. You know the rest really, I stayed in London and came to Hogwarts. On my first day though, in Defense Against the Dark Arts, I found out where I got my werewolf genetics from, it turns out that Remus is my father, not James and LIly is a whore." Fred was speechless and I don't blame him, it was a lot to take in. I waited for him to speak, an hour went by in silence and I just finished my cigarette and lit another, I knew I was getting addicted, but I didn't care, not really, all I wanted was the release.
"So you're trying to expose than?" Fred asked finally.
"Yes, but they always seem to have a way to wiggle out of these things, it's just so frustrating." I said, throwing down the butt of the cigarette.
"You're the Potter they're looking for, the Chosen One?"
"Yup, unfortunately, it's not that I want the fame, I just want Dick to realize he's not special and people shouldn't worship him for nothing!" Even just talking about it was making me annoyed. Fred reached out with his long arms and grabbed me, dragging me over to him and sitting me on his lap.
"Well, I don't care who you are as long as it is who you really are, as long as you tell me everything and don't lie. I won't treat you any differently unless you want me to, but I don't think you do. I do think it's really cool you can feel my emotions, and because of that, you know I'm telling the truth." He was, I smiled, extremely grateful that I had Fred.
"Do you like my tail?" I asked, waving it right in front of his face.
"Yes, I do." He said, petting it, I took off my locket and handed it over to him.
"This is what hides them, Jaxy gave it to me for our first Christmas, it has a picture of the two of us together in it, one of the first pictures we took." Fred opened it and looked inside.
"He wasn't a bad looking man." Fred said and I rolled my eyes.
"We're veela, we're meant to be, 'not bad looking'." I said, taking my locket back where it sits everyday, the second I took it off my neck felt naked and I didn't like it.
"I'd say." Fred said pretending to check me out, making me laugh, when everything was silent once more I looked Fred straight in the eyes, I could feel his emotions, that was almost as good as reading their mind, well, better, they can say anything in their minds, but their emotions don't lie.
"Why don't you and me… get out of this tree and go somewhere else?" I asked and instantly felt Fred's arousal in more ways than one. I jumped down and he followed me, I started to walk, but Fred was jogging next to me, I don't know how long we were in that tree, but it seemed to the afternoon, we had skipped our classes completely.
"Why are you going so slow? Come on!" Fred said and I laughed.
"You think I'm slow? You're going to regret that in a moment." I said and went from zero to a hundred in seconds, I was part werewolf and therefore, a very fast runner.
"Wait up!" Fred said, laughing.
"What? Not so slow now!" I said, running backwards so he could catch up. We teased each other until we got up to fifth floor and I got to pick the room, I decided to play a bit more. Fred was so excited he ran into the room, only to find it looked like a torture chamber. I couldn't even go along with it, I burst out laughing and Fred grabbed my wrist, dragging me out of the BDSM room that I had asked for. This time he chose the room and it was a normal bedroom with a bathroom, fancy, but modest, I loved it. Fred was looking around the room to see what was there and I rolled my eyes, going up behind him and turned him around and kissed him straight on the lips, pushing him onto the bed.
"Well damn." He said with a laugh as I took off his shirt.
"Shut up."
Just for clarification, the BDSM room was a joke. Diana's not kinky, she just wanted to shock Fred.
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