Harry Potter and the Long Lost Twin
7th Year FanFic
Chap 1
By, Sam
Harry was anxious. Scared. Tense. Nervous. He was 17 almost a fully trained wizard. He would be returning to Hogwarts for his final year with a small exception. His newly discovered twin.
Fear.
After 17 year he was finally getting to meet his sister. His twin. And yet he was scared. Scared to meet his own sister he was afraid that she would judge him like everyone else. Just 'the boy who lived'. Except that had changed now for he was 'the boy who lives'. For he had defeated Voldemort after 16 years he had finally done it. The final battle was over a month a go yet he could remember it like it was yesterday….
Flashback1 month previous
After much begging on Harry, Ron, and Hermione's part Dumbledore finally agreed to let Harry spend a few days at number 12 before returning to the Dursleys. Hermione had made the boys finish al there homework in the first 3 days, which on the 4th the boys were thankful for. On the 4th day it happened, during dinner the night before Harry was supposed to leave.
Over 100 death eaters came flooding in from the doors and windows. Curses started to fly everywhere between the members of the Order and the death eaters. Although they were outnumbered about 4-to-1 the were putting up a good fight, and it seemed to be in there favor especially when the death eaters started to flee after seeing so much of the order present. But in the end that didn't matter nothing did, except Harry, and Voldemort.
It was between Harry and that bastard Voldemort. As soon as he showed up Harry knew what he had to do, he knew w it was between them and that no one else could help. He was so oblivious to his surroundings that he never saw Ron take the killing curse right in the chest. The only part that he saw was Hermione fall through the floor where she laid unconscious, dead at his feet. At that point the wanted to die Hermione was the only reason that he lived and if she was dead he didn't want to live either. Voldemort took that has his chance to act, he hit Harry with the killing curse. It backfired again only this time sense Harry was more magical and powerful it killed him. That's when something clicked in Harry's mind he knew that he had to finish him off good. He looked down at his bloody hands and got an idea if it worked 1st year why not now? He walked to where Voldemort lay cold and dead, and touched him he turned to ashes almost instantly. He was nothing more than dust in the wind. Harry was free, the world was free finally after all these years Harry had done it he killed the darkest, most hated wizard in the world. That was his last thought as his world around him went black , and he fell to the ground unconcious.
He woke up a week later in St.Mungo's with Hermione at his side. 'it's a dream' he thought ' she died, she's dead, so does that mean in dead too?'.
"Oh, Harry your alive! I thought you would never wake up, ooo I'm so happy." tears of joy streamed down her face
The only thing Harry managed to say was, "Hermione,…. (cough) will you….(choke)…marry me?"
"Yes, Yes! I would be honored to marry you, I love you Harry."
"I lo…Ding Dong
End
Harry was disrupted from his thoughts by the sound of a door bell. 'O god she's here' were his last thoughts as he descended the stairs.
He opened the door and almost fainted with shock, because standing before him was his exact replica. His nose. His mothers eyes, his eyes. His fathers hair, his hair, only longer at around her shoulders. And his scar. They were identical, there was no denying that. She was beautiful just like their mother.
A/N: He he sorry but the urge was too great I had t make at least 1 cliff hanger. Plz enjoy R/R
Sam