A/N Hiya people!! I was soooooo ecstatic that some readers already reviewed this fic b4 it was started!!!! It meant a lot to me!! N by the way, I posted the first chapter along with the background. Then I found out there were some errors, I changed it right away but unfortunately changes like those take up to 24 hrs to update so for a long time people could only view the background, which would seem weird. Who is stupid enough to tell the whole story b4 writing the fic?? Yea, neways thanx for the support n I will take the uploading in a different format into consideration. But u see I¡¯m not the biggest computer geek (but my beta is) so until she gets bac I¡¯ll just have to stick w/ this¡­on to the story¡­.

Chapter 2: Truth Be Told

¡°Your sister, I¡¯m your sister.¡± Confidently spoken, but her heart was beating so fast the whole time as questions raced through Stacey¡¯s mind.

Will he accept me? Will he know me like I know him? Will he ignore me and go away?

¡°My¡­.My¡­.My sister?¡± Harry stuttered. Never in his thirteen years had he ever even thought about having a sister. But now, holding her hand, he sensed a very comfortable feeling, more than any other feeling he had felt, different¡­different than his feelings toward his best friends, Ron and Hermione, different than his feelings toward Hagrid, different than his feelings toward Cho Chang.

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Dumbledore saw it from his office at the top of the castle. He knew it was going to happen some day. He knew she was strong enough to break free. Finally he¡¯s able to fulfill the wish of James and Lily Potter, their kids united and here at Hogwarts. With no other thoughts Dumbledore hurried down the long stairways of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, to meet the two younger Potters.

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¡°But I¡¯m an orphan, a single orphan.¡±

¡°No, Harry, you¡¯re not.¡±

Harry whirled around and looked at none other than Professor Dumbledore himself. Stacey however put on her guards and curiously looked at the old wizard. Looking around to see most students oblivious to this event, Dumbledore turned back to them.

¡°Let¡¯s go up to my room, children.¡±

All of the sudden, as if time had stopped with his meeting with Stacey, Ron and Hermione popped up out of no where. They asked all sorts of questions, but Harry didn¡¯t hear much of them, he assured them then shooed them away. Looking back at the mysterious stranger, who by the way, haven¡¯t budged, he again took hold of her hand that warm feeling rushed through his body again.

She stared quizzically into his eyes. Could I trust him? entered her thoughts. Right after it came, the matter was sent away by the assuring voice of her brother, ¡°Trust me if you really believe I¡¯m your brother.¡± He led her after Dumbledore, up the stair case, a long way, and then stopped in front of a portrait hole, a portrait of first Headmaster of Hogwarts. Dumbledore mumbled something inaudible and the portrait swung open. Obviously surprised, Stacey jumped back and gave a little cry, accidentally pulling Harry to the floor. She immediately bent down to see if he¡¯s alright.

¡°Oh! I am so sorry! Are you alright? Are you hurt? I am so sorry!!!!¡±

¡°It¡¯s ok. I¡¯m fine. Don¡¯t worry, it¡¯s ok.¡±

Dumbledore regarded this incident with approval. ¡°I see you¡¯re already well acquainted. That is nice to see. Please step in.¡±

¡°Actually, that¡¯s not the case, Professor. We¡¯ve just met.¡± Harry got up and nervously stared back at Stacey. She is not moving, standing quite a distance from Dumbledore, carefully giving him a good look. He sensed her uneasiness, no¡­not that¡­more than that¡­she¡¯s looking after herself. He winced as he felt pain like a knife sliced through him. She¡¯s been alone and tortured for a long time.

Stacey turned her stare back at Harry and he motioned for her to come in. Slowly and reluctantly, she followed suit. The room was like a living room, much like that of the mansion she known. She almost flinched at the thought. She walked closely to her brother, feeling the vibe that connected them getting even stronger.

With a snap of his finger, Dumbledore turned the room into an image of the Potters before the elders died. Both Harry and Stacey knew it was the place of sorrow and remembrance for them.

¡°Both of you might be confused at this time. Well, I hope you won¡¯t be for long. I will try my best to explain it to you. You see, I was dedicated to protecting your family when Voldemort was tracking you, the Potters down. Both James and Lily were especially concerned then because they had a one year old baby on their arms and another one on the way. But we were cursed by traitors. Voldemort found you at the hiding place. He killed James right away.¡±

To Stacey, it was something she has heard many times. But to Harry, it was still painful to listen to the details. They could see clearly the scene before them, the curses, spells, blood and death.

Dumbledore turned to Stacey when he continued. ¡°Voldemort was a cruel man. Although, you weren¡¯t due in at least 4 months, he performed some magic on you that made you impossible to be held back. You were well premature but somehow when you arrived your body was like the body of any healthy, 9 month, newborn. Lily died before you were born hopefully because of the rushed delivery. We are still not sure at this point.¡± Then he turned to Harry. ¡°He tried to take you with him too, but you caused his downfall. Stacey was just born so she was defenseless and he took her with him, kidnapped her. We never heard from or about her again.¡±

Stacey couldn¡¯t hold it back; she burst into tears at the memories of her life spent with the Dark Lord. Miserable. Torturous. Emotional. Words don¡¯t even start to describe the nights she spent listening to the horrid tales. Ever since she could remember, she was at his mercy; he scarred her more than that lightning mark on her arm. He took her childhood, took her memories, her life.

¡°I¡¯m sorry dear, that you have to face that kind of circumstances, but we all knew you would be able to break free one day. You¡¯re too strong; he can¡¯t hold you back forever.¡±

Stacey stared teary eyed at Dumbledore, ¡°How did you know?¡±

¡°It was in your blood, child. Lily and James were both exceptionally powerful magical people, especially Lily. Combined they¡¯ve created even more power and those powers were born to the two of you.¡±

Harry, who is doubled over shock by now, is speechless, staring at his sister. And he thought he was unfortunate having to spend his life with the Dursleys until 3 years ago. It was nothing compared to Stacey¡¯s experience. He only knew about Voldemort for 3 years, but she lived with him an impossible thirteen years. He could feel her emotions mixing in her right now. He took hold of her hand again, squeezed it lovingly, and gave her a look trying to tell her how sorry he felt, and how that everything would be alright now.