A/N: Okay, well I'm going to answer a couple questions presented to me in the reviews before I start the chapter. One: Anime is Japanese animation (like Sailor Moon, Pokemon, Gundam Wing, Dragon Ball Z, Digimon, Card Captor Sakura, and Flint the Time Detective. Note: These are only the more well-known series. There are a lot more anime series out there that a person might find superior to these series. I'm just giving the more popular series as an example). Two: I know that the plot is cliched. *shrug* But I don't care. This is my story, and I'm going to make this as different as possible. I do hope that lots of people like it, though! Three: Why did I pick Bryanna as his twin sister? I don't know.....'cause I wanted to? (My mind works in strange ways....-.-;). Four: Yes. Harry IS Bryanna's older brother. He is several minutes older than her. So see.....he's both her twin AND her older brother. Five: Even though they don't look alike, they are, in fact twins. They're fraternal twins. Six: And to those of you who say that Bryanna cannot be from America, this I say to you: ;รพ. She can, and she IS from America. You'll see how this is possible in this chapter. Anyways, I hope that everyone is enjoying this weird rope through my mind!! Now.....*cracks knuckles* on with the story!!
Oh, I almost forgot! I do not own Harry Potter. *sniffles* I wish I did........but I don't. *shrug* Oh, well. Life goes on. (And I still have my lil' Juu-chan! *glomp* Even though I don't own him, either.......*sighs*) Anyways, enjoy the chapter!
Chapter Two
Bryanna watched the other students as she walked by the different House tables. All of the students that she passed were whispering and pointing to her obviously. She glared, annoyed at their wide-eyed stares. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, she stepped in front of the Gryffindor House table. Harry stared back at her, his eyes looking at her thoughtfully.
"Would you like to sit and eat with us?" he asked softly. He nodded to an empty chair next to him. Ron and Hermione grinned at her and gestured for her to sit. With a quick smile directed at her new friends, Bryanna did so. "When did you arrive?" Harry asked, interested in this person who adults claimed to be his sister.
Bryanna sighed and looked at the Yorkshire pudding in puzzlement. "Oh, I just got in a little bit ago. My plane was later than usual, and Professor McGonagall had to pick me up from the airport." Interrupting her train of thought, the young red-head poked the pudding. "What is this??" she asked, looking despairingly at all of the different foods she didn't recognize.
Harry covered a smile with one hand as Ron started howling with laughter. Hermione glared at them both and said, "These are traditional English foods. I take it that you aren't used to these types of foods. Where are you from, anyway?"
Bryanna shot a quick grin at Hermione. "I live in California." At Ron's puzzled look, she continued, "It's on the west coast of the United States." Looking at the foreign foods once again, she asked hopelessly, "If I ask nicely, do you think that I'll be able to get a hamburger, or maybe a pizza?"
"Sorry......." Harry began. "I don't think that you'll be getting it while you're at Hogwarts." Bryanna sighed and rested her head against the table. Distantly, the three friends could here her say, "I'm an American kid, I survive on junk food. What am I gonna do here??" Harry grinned once again and poked her in the side. "Well......Ron, Hermione, and I know where the kitchens are. Maybe if we ask the house elves nicely, they'll make you some of the foods that you're used to." Bryanna looked up, her expression hopeful. Harry continued, "But not tonight. The house elves have already made the Welcoming Feast."
Bryanna sighed and reached for a goblet, sipping the pumpkin juice thoughtfully. As she sipped the cold drink, she surveyed the people before her. The Hall was awash with black robes and hats, and cats would twine occasionally around their masters. The ghosts were more animate then usual, Nearly Headless Nick was talking about his death with a newly welcomed first year. Bryanna grinned as the first year started turning green at Nick's description of his beheading. Then, finally, Bryanna turned her attention to the people sitting next to her.
Hermione was scolding Ron about something that he had said about Professor Snape. Ron would argue that he was right, what Professor Snape really was a--something Bryanna wasn't allowed to say......at least, not around adults--and that Hermione was just trying to suck. up. Harry would add comments of his own every so often; more often than not, his comments supported Ron's argument. Bryanna watched them for several more seconds, then turned her attention to the teachers' table.
Most of the teachers were talking amongst themselves, Hagrid was describing a particularly nasty monster that he had just discovered the night before in the Forbidden Forest to Dumbledore. Every so often, Dumbledore would nod his head and ask a question. However, there was one teacher not discussing things with the others. Snape was looking over at the Gryffindor table, his expression hateful. When he was that Bryanna's attention was directed at him, his face turned even more nasty, glaring at the young girl with hate-filled eyes. Bryanna shivered and discovered that she definitely sided with Ron and Harry.
All too soon, the Welcoming Feast was over, and Harry and Bryanna followed Professor Dumbledore through the many corridors of Hogwarts school. After what seemed like an endless amount of walking, the trio stood in front of Dumbledore's office entrance.
He looked over his shoulder at them and winked, his bright blue eyes twinkling mischievously. "Cauldron Cakes," he told the gargoyle guarding the entrance. Within seconds, the gargoyle seemed to come to life and jumped out of the Headmaster's way. Harry and Bryanna shared a look, and followed Dumbledore into his most private haven.
Once inside the main office, Harry sat in one of the welcoming chairs, used to the different interesting things that Dumbledore kept on display. But Bryanna, who had never visited Dumbledore's office before and was still used to the wizarding world, stared about herself in awe. When she noticed Fawkes, Dumbledore's phoenix, she gave a gasp of surprise and walked closer. She extended a hand and gently stroked his head. Harry and Dumbledore smiled softly at her look of adoration when Fawkes began to sing.
Closing their eyes, the three wizards listened to the phoenix's song. Each was lost in his or her own memory.......or, in some cases, memories. Harry remembered the several times when Fawkes had saved his life, the most recent being last year. Remembering Cedric's death, Harry sobered immediately. Voldemort was alive........and he, he was enjoying getting to know his sister again.
As if sensing Harry's change of mood, Fawkes stopped singing and Dumbledore cleared his throat. "Now, we can begin. As Minerva hinted at, when she called Bryanna to try on the Sorting Hat, you have a sister Harry. A twin sister, in fact. This isn't common knowledge, for I separated you both after Voldemort killed your parents. But I thought that it was for the best. After all, if Voldemort ever did rise again, you both would have been safe. Bryanna in America, where no one would think to look for her, and Harry safe at the Dursley's, where I, or any other wizard I would ask, could check up on you. A perfect plan." At this, Dumbledore sighed and his eyes darkened. "But.......even then, I knew that you both couldn't be separated forever. Twins are extremely sensitive to one another, none so more than wizard twins. So I knew that my plan couldn't last forever. And now, since Voldemort has finally risen once again, you need each other. You are both two halves of the same whole. It's amazing, really." Dumbledore leaned forward and studied the twins thoughtfully. "Harry, you look identical to your dad, though you have your mother's green eyes. It's uncanny, actually."
Harry nodded, and looked down at the carpet, scuffing his foot every so often. "I know. I've seen the pictures of Mum and Dad. And when I summoned the Patronus, I thought that I was him."
Dumbledore smiled gently. "I know, I remember. You told me." He then directed his attention to Bryanna. "And you, my dear, looked exactly like Lily, right down to the color and length of your hair. The only difference is......"
Bryanna smiled. "I have my Da's gray eyes," she said, her eyes darkening to storm cloud gray. She sighed and rested her head against Harry's shoulder. "At least it's nice to finally learn that I'm not alone. It gets so lonely at the orphanage."
Harry smiled and leaned his head against hers. "Well, now neither of us are alone." Remembering the Dursleys, Harry made a face. "Well......we have the Dursleys, but I don't think they really count."
Bryanna, who had gotten flashes of Harry's childhood at the house on Pivet Drive also made a face. Even though she had never met the terrible family, she disliked the greatly. Especially.......Aunt Marge and Dudley. She grinned evilly when Harry remembered the magicked toffee that Fred and George had 'accidently' given the pig-like boy. And Harry, sensing what she was thinking, echoed Bryanna's grin.
Suddenly, Harry remembered something. "Professor Dumbledore, is Sirius also Bryanna's godfather?" he asked anxiously. It would have been wonderful if they both had the same godfather.
Professor Dumbledore shook his head. "No, Sirius isn't Bryanna's godfather. Someone else is."
Interested in the conversation, Bryanna asked, her eyes alight with curiousity, "Who's my godfather, then?" She settled more comfortably against Harry, her eyes drooping slightly.
Dumbledore smiled and leaned back in his dragon skin chair. "Your godfather, Bryanna, is Remus Lupin." At Harry's disbelieving look, Dumbledore's smile broadened. "Yes, it's true. Lily and James' two best friends were made into your godfathers." Seeing the questions in the twins' eyes, Dumbledore raised his hands. "We can't talk for much longer, for it is getting very late. So, before I send you both off to bed, we must discuss your sleeping arrangements, Bryanna. That was the first time......ever......that the Sorting Hat was unable to place a student in a House. So, I have a proposition for you both. Bryanna, you can take classes with the Gryffindor students. In fact, I'll place you in all of Harry's classes. And instead of sleeping in separate dormitories, I can place you both in a bedroom right off of the Gryffindor common room. That way, you can both catch up and not be disturbed. Does that sound all right with you?"
Harry and Bryanna grinned at each other and then nodded at Dumbledore. Grinning himself, he showed them to the door and wished them a good night. But what he didn't notice was that Harry's hair had 'mysteriously' turned pink and his nose had grown a bit. Bryanna's hair was now green and her ears were delicately pointed. The twins' giggles echoed off of the corridor walls as they made their way to the common room.
