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"I kinda figured that" Harry said as he looked at the girl.
"But how?" He asked.
"Well," the headmaster replied. " When Volemort tried to, well, kill you, she was there too. But someone took her before anyone found you. We think it was probably one of the death eaters."
"How do you know she was there when Voldemort tired to kill me?" Harry persisted
"Well, actually it's better if she shows you. Marissa?" The headmaster replied as his gaze moved from Harry to the girl sitting silently next to him.
Marissa hadn't said a word the whole time. She just kept looking back and forth from Harry to Dumbledore. Slowly, she flipped her arm, which was laying on the armrest of the chair, so that her palm was facing upwards.
Harry gasped. Running along the entire legnth of the underside of her left forearm was the same lighting scar as was on Harry Potter's forehead.
"The girl who lived" Harry heard Dumbledore whisper.
A smile suddenly came to Harry's face. She was the first family he knew, aside from his aunt and uncle. A few moments passed before he finally took her into a tight embrace, making her cough from lack of air. She smiled back.
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"So when's your birthday?" Harry asked as they walked together, heading to their houses, the ceremony having been over.
"July. You?"
"Yeah. July" Harry replied. Not only was she his sister. She was his twin sister.
"You know, It's scary really." She said " This whole time, I've always thought I was an only child. It turn's out I'm a twin!"
Harry smiled. He knew exactly how she felt.
"Well," He said. "I guess I'd better get back to Gryffindor. And you to Slytherin. And just so you know, you're nothing like those creeps in that house."
"Um, thanks I think." She said, still unsure of what was wrong with Slytherin. They embraced one last time as they went their seperate ways.
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Marissa stood infront of the portrait.
"For the last time, I don't know what the password is!!! I didn't even know we had a password" She practically yelled.
"Password" The painting replied.
"Listen you retarded mother fu..."
"Mudblood" A voice came from behind her. The painting immediately swung open revealing the winding staircase to the Slytherin dungeon.
"That's the password." The seventh year boy said as he walked down the steps. Marissa rolled her eyes and followed him down.
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"Listen pal," Draco said to anotherfifth year boy who he had caught talking about Marissa.
"The Potter girl's mine, got it? Good." He said as his usual sneer came to his face. The boy, who was now petrified, quickly scurried away to the boy's dorm. Draco looked up at his two friends Crabbe and Goyle.
"Um, Draco, she's not actually yours you know. You're not even going out." Crabbe said delicately.
"Yet. That girl is as good as mine and..." Draco stopped mid-sentence as someone tapped him on the shoulder. Thinking it was the other fifth year from before, He lazily turned around.
Standing behind him was a girl who stood a head shorter than him. She innocently smiled and waved before her fist made contact with his jaw throwing him into the wall, knocking him out cold.
"I'm not your goddamn posession, bastard." She said as she turned back to her dorm, leaving him lying there unconcious with the two babbling morons standing over him, clueless.
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