A/N: To theWhiteDeath117: I'm glad you took the time to read my story, through I'm sorry you don't like it. I don't really see Selene as selfish, but everyone has their own opinion.

Anyways, here's another chapter. Enjoy:))

Chapter 80: Alive

That was the first time I really saw Dumbledore surprised. Usually, his eyes had a twinkle in them or sadness sometimes. But he was never surprised. He always knew or expected everything.

Now his eyes seemed too big for his half moon spectacles and his wrinkles were more obvious than ever.

"What, what are you talking about?" he said in a voice drier than the desert.

"Cut the act. I know about the night I was born." My eyes were swollen, I was sure. And I gave up on my attempts to turn my hair back. Dumbledore went to the fire and threw a handful of Floo Powder into it, summoning Sev and Minnie.

A few minutes later, their were stepping out of the fireplace, looking worried.

"What happened Albus? How bad is it?"

"Yes, what is of such urgent matter that you had to summon us now? I was at a very delicate part of the potion."

Sev hadn't been at the task, since he was preparing a stock of Felix Felicis at the moment and had to stay next to the cauldron the first week. He looked at me and the disinterested sneer from his face melted away. I was feeling rather terrible by now. My head was really heavy and the scars were on plain view now. Maybe the curse was the cause of this.

"Do you have a sweater Dumbledore? Or a blanket?" My voice was raspy and my throat felt sore.

"Yes, I do. Here."

Wrapped in the blanket, I felt much better. But now it was time to talk.

"Now, Selene came here a while ago asking about..."

"About what? I'd actually be happy to know what this is really about. Because apparently there's another important thing I haven't been told my whole life."

They exchanged looks and I rolled my eyes. I was getting tired of this.

"Were you wondering why I made that show last night Minnie? I'll tell you why. Death came for me. And I almost left with it."

"What?!" That was probably the most lively response anyone ever got from Sev

"Oh, dear God... Albus! We have to tell her!"

"Yes, please, I'd like to know why I was choked while sleeping. And why I'm alive since I was supposed to die on my birthday." They sat down on the other chairs and turned towards me.

"I know that you keep a lot of secrets from me, but I believe I should find out at least the ones regarding my life. Just, please tell me, it's a nightmare. It's too much, especially after this year, and after all that Harry has been through. "

"What has Potter to do with this?"

"We're siblings, he has everything to do with this. He was put in this horrible tournament and through a lot of danger. Besides, we all know it's my fault for all of this."

"Really dear, you're blaming yourself now for saving his life. I think he's better off being put in danger sometimes than being dead."

"I really am starting to ask myself if this really is better than death. And I was on the verge of finding out last night. And got a taste of it an hour ago. It felt incredible."

"What are you talking about? What did you have to do with death an hour ago?"

"Well, when I felt that Harry left with a Portkey, I went after him by Apparition. And Eve came with me and got in front of a killing curse. Long story short, Voldemort was reincarnated and when we succeeded in leaving, I got killed. Then a few minutes later I somehow came back to life. And that is exactly why I want to talk to you."

Dumbledore and Sev were speechless, and Minnie looked like she was about to start crying again.

"So, last night, Death told me I wasn't supposed to survive my birth, but some bastards stopped it. And I want to know what that is about as it is obvious all of you know."

"We should tell her Albus, she has been through too much because of this."

"She is too young."

"I've heard a lot of 'I'm too young' before I found out about Horcruxes a well. And still found out. I think it's better if you just tell me."

"Very well then; yes, you were supposed to die on your birthday. There are a lot of cases like that with twins in the Wizarding World, since magic is a very strong vital force and sometimes the first twin tends to absorb most of it, leaving the other very weak. That happened in your case too, but inexplicably something happened that didn't happen in other cases. Your parents told us the story. Some of your ancestors' spirits appeared in the room and gifted you with some of their most special abilities. That's why you have so many rare powers. Like parseltongue and being a Metamorphmagus. The magic of their abilities was transferred and helped you survive. And that's how escaped Death that night. We didn't expect it coming after you after so long. Only in the first years after...you know..."

"Oh, but still, why didn't I die after being shot with the curse? I mean, five minutes isn't really dying."

"I believe that might have something to do with the fact that your magic comes from persons who are already dead. The killing curse is reacting to you as it would to a dead person. You can't kill something that's dead, therefore you are still alive."

"Selene dear, can we finnish this talk tomorrow, and let this sit a little? We all have to rest as we're exhausted, and you have to get back to the potion Severus."

"Of course, I have to go to the hospital wing to visit Harry and for a check as well. I have to talk to some people as well. "

I left and went to the hospital wing. Harry and Cedric were there, to heal their wounds from the third task and for observation. I took the pill for pain after getting back, so I didn't need any medical attention, but I wanted to be here for them.

Around Cedric's bed I found his Hufflepuff friends, as well as Cho Chang from Ravenclaw, his girlfriend as I heard. Harry had a little crush on her, but I supposed it'll pass.

"Hi Cedric. How are you feeling?"

His friends gave me odd looks, I was not friends with him from what they knew, but I ignored them.

"I'm feeling a lot better, but how are you after-"

"I'm great, Harry is still alive, so it's nothing too bad."

I prayed he realized I didn't want that to be talked about, as I walked up to my brother's bed. Hermione, Ron and the twins were there too.

"Hi guys, how are you?"

"How are we? How are you? You're the one who just died!" Harry said.

"Well, I'm alive, so that's still good."

"But what's up with all those scars?"

"Ummm, I-"

"They're probably..."

"...from today."

"Yeah, probably. I'll be ok though. How are you feeling Harry?"

"Well, I have the same question as the others I guess. How comes you're alive?"