A/N-Here you go guys! I completely changed something that's going to happen later on, You guys won't know there'll be a difference, but its huge and I'm so excited, but I have to wait a LONG time, since I plan on taking this story through all seven years if I can.

Anyway, read on!


"Harry?" Dumbledore pressed, realizing that the boy wasn't planning on speaking.

"I'm not broken." Jinx insisted. "I'm just not…together?"

"Can you explain?"

We're caught, Alex moaned. He was terrified.

What do I do? What do I say? He can't know about Uncle Vernon! What would he think?

I have an idea. Don't tell him about me and Alex, You've been here longer than the abuse, just tell the truth about you. Not the abuse part, people can't know about that…but just tell him that you've been there ever since that night our parents died, and you take over when Harry needs a break.

Think that'll work?

I hope it will.

"Harry." Dumbledore said again softly.

"I'm not…I'm not Harry."

"Pardon?"

"I mean well, I am Harry, but that's not my name, we're both 'Harry' though." Jinx took a deep breath. "I've been with the 'Harry' Harry since, well, since forever it feels like. Please don't misunderstand, I'm not a possession or anything, I still am Harry though."

"I'm still not quite sure you're making sense." Dumbledore said calmly.

Jinx hesitated. Here he goes. "My name is Jinx, and I'm half of Harry's soul."

Dumbledore was quiet, staring at the small boy in front of him who was anxious in his seat, waiting for the old man to say something. He didn't though, so Jinx had to go on.

"We've been together since the night our parents died, but he doesn't know about me, how could I tell him though? We aren't different physical people. I can't talk to him, at least I don't think I can."

"Where is Harry, right now?" he asked in a quiet, thoughtful tone.

Jinx tapped his forehead. "He's in there still, just unaware of all of this."

"How does he explain the loss of time?" Dumbledore was curious and hesitant at the same time. Never had he ever come across anything this…bizarre.

"He calls them blackouts. He's always had them growing up, and now here I don't come out as much anymore…Well, until we got the cloak, and I found the mirror."

"Ha-….Jinx, do you know what caused you to be created?"

"Created is an offensive word for me sir," Jinx wasn't completely honest there, he often says he, Cole and Alex were created, but since he was going for 'I'm the only one, and I'm just the other half of him' he tried to amp it up a little.

"How would you say it then?" Dumbledore asked pleasantly, but there was still a slight edge to his voice. Not a harsh edge, but an edge none the less.

"I would say, 'how did we come to separate?', and to answer that question, I'm not sure exactly, but I have a guess. We separated the night our parents died, I remember the green light that killed my mum, and tried to kill me. Harry doesn't. So I think we separated because he just couldn't handle it. We were only a baby after all."

"Why do you still come out then? Why not just lock the memory away and be done with it?"

"To be honest sir, I think the answer to that is a bit obvious. Could you keep locked away forever?"

After a pause, Dumbledore shook his head. "I can't say I could."

They looked at each other for a moment, and then the old man gave Jinx a small smile.

"What happens now sir?"

"We have to tell Harry,"

"But-!"

"Jinx listen to me. If what you say is correct, then that little boy in there," Dumbledore touched his finger to Jinx's forehead. "Has lost half of his life so far, and doesn't understand what's going on. I'll give you a day to figure out how, but if you can't then I need you to come to me, and I'll tell him myself, alright?"

Jinx nodded mutely.

"Do any of your friends know?"

Jinx nodded. "Hermione knows, she and I fought the Troll, and I accidentally said 'Harry' instead of 'me'."

"Maybe she could help you then, or your other friends, Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Weasley perhaps? They should know as well. Don't be ashamed of yourself Jinx. You are unique, and special. I was concerned when I read about the 'broken mind' that something more terrible had happened, but I can see now I was mistaken, and I hadn't needed to worry. Harry Potter is simply more special than we all thought." He gave Jinx a kind, warm smile and stood, offering the child a hand to help him up.

"Now, go back to sleep. You keeping up all night has been effecting Harry terribly."

"It...Has?"

"That's the problem with the mirror. It takes away all responsibilities and lessens your senses. Harry has been dead on his feet for days, especially in his Defense Class I believe. Professor Quirrel came to me personally with concerns for your health."

"Oh…" Jinx was mentally screaming, how could he be so stupid! Harry sat through defense class for the first time all year, he probably felt his scar burn! They were so caught up in their own paradise that they had neglected their one purpose!

"Goodnight Jinx." Dumbledore walked him out of the room, locked the door behind him and before he left for his own bed he told the boy "The mirror will be moved to a new home tomorrow, I suggest you not look for it again."

Jinx nodded and went up the stairs to his bed, and fell asleep before his head even hit the pillow.


"I don't know what I should do Hermione." Jinx groaned the next day, it was a Saturday, and they were the only ones awake at seven in the morning in the tower.

"Do you want Harry to know about all of you?"

Jinx shook his head. "He can't know, that's why we're here in the first place."

Hermione bit her lip, "Jinx, what did cause all of you? You never explained. I know something bad must have happened, but…"

"Trust me Hermione, you don't want to know."

"No, trust me Jinx, you're my best friend. I want to help you."

"I'm not your best friend..." Jinx mumbled. "Harry is."

"You are Harry." She said firmly. "Just a different part of him."

He smiled at her slightly, and took a deep breath shaking his head. "Not today Hermione, I need Cole and Alex to agree to telling anyone the truth, and right now they and I need to keep it a secret. I can't take the chance of anyone finding out and telling Harry."

"Why can't Harry know a little? He wouldn't have the memories, right? So it wouldn't hurt him as much…"

"I can't take that chance!" Jinx was becoming distraught. "What if we tell him everything, and he snaps completely, he's not strong Hermione! We're here because he didn't want to know. He couldn't know. So I can't tell him!"

"Have you ever thought of therapy?"

"I…what?"

"Therapy, do you think that would help?"

"Where the bloody hell would I find a therapist that specializes in crazy wizards?" he deadpanned.

"You're not crazy." Hermione insisted. "And we can look into it next year if you want? Give you all some time to think about it."

Jinx nodded, "But right now we have to think of how to tell Harry, Draco and Ron."

She sighed. "I think I have a way to tell them about you, and not the others."

"What is it?"

"Well…"


"Do you trust me?" Hermione asked the boys as they sat together in the otherwise empty common room.

"For waking me up at seven bloody thirty in the morning? Trust must be earned back." Ron groaned.

"We needed privacy. I couldn't have anyone overhearing us."

"What's this about Hermione?" Harry asked with a yawn. He had gotten rest last night, and felt a thousand times better, but was still a bit tired.

"This is hard to explain, but I need you to promise to listen to me, and take me seriously. Harry, this has to do with your blackouts."

His eyes widened. "How…How did you know about those?"

"What are blackouts?" Ron asked them.

"Harry can you explain them to Ron and Draco?"

He hesitated, but eventually nodded. "I've always been missing chunks of time, I'm somewhere, then I close my eyes and hours have passed and I don't remember anything that happened."

They both stared at him.

"Does that happen a lot?" Draco asked.

Harry nodded. "I had them every day when I was younger, for hours at a time, sometimes even a few times a day. Once I lost a week. Now that I'm here I don't miss as much, but I've only sat through one Defense Class, and it was yesterday."

"Oh Merlin, Harry why do you get them? And it makes sense now why you always need help from Hermione to get your assignments done. Speaking of Hermione, how is it you know about them, when Harry hasn't told us?"

She sat in the chair in front of them. "I've talked to Harry during these blackouts."

"We all have if they happen that often."

"No you don't understand, The part of him that is functioning during the blackouts, is aware of them."

"Huh?" Harry blinked.

"He's his own person now too. He has his own thoughts, and feelings, and personality. He even has his own name."

"Oh don't be ridiculous Hermione, that's not possible," Ron frowned.

"I don't know, Hermione, that's nonsense. There can't be a person in me."

"Don't think of it as there being another person inside of you, He is you. He is just a different part of you Harry."

"Did I meet him at the robe shop?" Draco asked suddenly. "When I first met you, you act like you do now, just a bit more shy, and then suddenly you stood differently, and you talked differently,"

"I don't know!" Harry exploded standing up. "None of this is making any sense, Hermione you're lying! There isn't an-"Harry's face suddenly calmed, and his body relaxed. It was quite startling to his three friends, even Hermione who had seen them switch out before.

"Sorry about that." Jinx whispered. "We didn't know another way to tell him, and we knew he needed support when he did find out. I didn't think he would react that badly though. Hermione has told you about me, and I've known you for months, so no need to introduce yourselves."

The two other boys were staring in awe and confusion.

"H-Harry?" Draco stuttered.

Jinx shook his head "My name isn't Harry, its Jinx." He stood taller than Harry does, His voice also had different inflections in it on certain words. They could tell the difference now that they knew there was one.

"This isn't happening." Ron mumbled putting his hands in his hair. "This is so…weird, is this real? Are you pulling our wands?"

"I am very real Ron. And I need you guys to be there for Harry. Before now he had no idea I existed. He needs to know now though."

"Why?" Draco asked. "Why tell him now?"

"Dumbledore found out about me." Jinx replied. "He gave me the ultimatum. Either I find a way to tell Harry, or he'd tell him himself."

"How did he find out?"

Jinx then went on to explain about the mirror, not what they saw in it, but that it shattered, and there was no other explanation.

"Kind of crappy really." Draco admitted. "Making you tell such a big secret before you were ready, but I understand where he's coming from. But I am curious, why did you split like this? I've never heard of anyone splitting."

Jinx shrugged. "I've just always been here, ever since we were a baby."

"You guys believe us, right?" Hermione asked, speaking for the first time in a while.

They nodded without any hesitation. "We have no reason not to trust you guys, we're friends."

"Okay, now we need to get Harry to come back, so we can talk to him." Hermione announced.

Jinx shook his head, "Harry's not ready to come out yet."

"What do you mean?"

"When he's scared or just very emotional, he locks himself in here," He tapped his finger to his head. "And he doesn't come out until he's ready. It's usually a couple hours."

"Then I guess we can just talk to you for a while…Jinx wasn't it?" Draco said with a smile.

Jinx smiled back "Yeah, and that sounds really great."

The four friends sat with Jinx throughout the whole morning, he had never had real friends before, It was almost like he wasn't even real before coming to Hogwarts, and now? Now he feels real, and genuine.

Too bad Cole and Alex don't feel the same way.


A/N-Okay next week we'll get to talk to Harry and he'll listen to what they have to say about Jinx. What do you think so far? Did I handle the 'telling people' scene okay? I was nervous about telling Ron and Draco.

Sorry this chapter is a little short, But it's still over two thousand words, which is my minimum, so that's good.

Tell me, How do you think Harry will react to this, when he calms down enough to come back into the body?

Until next time

-Chelsea