CHAPTER EIGHT- J. Potter (Harry's
point of view)
Hermione, Amy, and I sat in the carriage headed to Hogsmeade. Ron, ofcourse, couldn't come and Peggy stayed back to keep him company. Hermione and Amy were talking about the bookshop. I was thinking about Sirius. Across from me and beside Amy, sat an incredibly angry Professor Snape. He was the only teacher that could do. He was the only one that knew the truth about Sirius. He seemed as angry as I was. We arrived at Hogsmeade and piled out.
"Let's go to the Three Broomsticks, first." Hermione suggested.
"Peggy was telling me how good Butterbeer is." Amy said.
"How would she know? She hasn't been in yet." Snape said, eyes narrowed. Amy fell silent, not wanting to get Peggy in too much trouble.
"Ah, here it is." Hermione said quickly. The four of us went into the Three Broomsticks. A bunch of students snickered at the fact I was stuck with Snape. We sat around a table and we got Butterbeer, except for Professor Snape.
I suddenly felt eyes on me and looked around, but didn't see anyone. I mean, anyone looking at me. Shrugging, I turned back to my Butterbeer but once more felt that odd sensation. I felt like something big was about to happen.
"Harry?" Hermione asked as I looked around.
"Yeah?" I asked, turning to her.
"You okay?" She asked.
"Yeah I uh. I'm fine." I muttered.
*** (Draco Malfoy's point of view)
I walked down the street, trying to ignore the stabbing pain in my body. "I'll kill him." I muttered to myself. I had a bandage around my head, my arm was in a sling, bandages around my chest and stomach, and my nose throbbed with pain still. Not to mention all the cuts, scrapes and bruises. I suppose I shouldn't of made that remark about his mother. It was extremely mean of me. I just couldn't have him have the last laugh. I should of known he'd attack me. "Stupid Weasel-boy." I grumbled. I stopped and began breathing hard. I couldn't go very long without stopping. And Crabbe and Goyle weren't with me to make things worse. Ever since Weasley had beaten me up, Vorin Nott had gotten them to switch loyalty to him. 'How can you stand to be around a guy who was beaten up by a stinkin' Gryffindor?' was what he insisted so I no longer had my bodyguards.
And Pansy Parkinson wasn't there. I certainly didn't like her. She annoyed me to no end plus was so bloody ugly. But my father had told me over the summer I needed a girlfriend. And Pansy, who apparently has had a crush on me since our First year, happily agreed to it.
I sighed and began walking again. The wind blew through my hair and I felt so horrible. Not many Slytherins were talking to me, now. Since a stupid Gryffindor had hospitalized me. The ones who would still talk to me only did that because of who my father was, and who theirs were. Most of them were Death Eaters, under my father's lead. And they didn't want to make me mad in case I wrote dad and got their fathers in trouble.
But I wouldn't do that since the letter.
Father had written an angry letter saying I couldn't let a Weasley beat me up. And he also said that if he gets any letter saying anything other then we won a Quidditch game against Gryffindor, or I got back at Weasley he would send me a Howler. He also said something about never having to worry about the Weasleys again.
I stopped walking and rested up slightly. Then my body was once more filled with pain as someone bumped into me. "Oh, sorry!" Said a soft, musical voice. I whirled around angrily.
"You better watch..." I trailed off not able to go on.
"I'm so sorry, I didn't see you there." She said, blinking.
"I uh. its uh. okay." I said slowly.
She smiled. "Thanks. By the way, might you know where I would find a Harry Potter?"
I didn't do my usual scowl. This girl was way to pretty to scowl out. "Uh. I uh. Three Broomsticks." I stammered, pointing there.
"Okay, thanks." She smiled and once more ran off. I turned and watched her disappear into the Three Broomsticks. I felt like I had just been bumped into by an indescribably beautiful angel.
*** (Harry's point of view)
"Harry are you sure you're okay?" Amy asked as I once more, looking around.
"Yeah. I uh. just." I shrugged and slowly sipped my Butterbeer.
"I will be right back." Snape sneered and swished off towards the bathroom.
I, like always, looked up as the door jangled, indicating someone came in. I dropped my tankard, sloshing Butterbeer everywhere.
She was beautiful.
Her thick, dark red hair streamed down halfway between her shoulders and elbows. It was slightly wavy and gleamed in the sunlight that came through the door and window. Her skin was a glowing tan sort of color. Her face was oval-shaped. Her eyes were a dark, dark brown. She wore an ankle-length black skirt, a gray turtleneck and black boots. She was a couple inches shorter then me, slender and curvy. And so pretty. But so familiar. I frowned. I knew I had seen her before but surely I'd remember someone so beautiful?
She looked around for a moment and then our eyes locked. Her eyes were so familiar. They lit up with joy and she nearly ran over, with her hair streaming out behind her. She sat down in Snape's seat and stared at me. "Harry Potter." She said. Her voice was soft and musical with a hint of American in it.
"Uh." I said, glancing at Hermione and Amy who seemed confused. 'I uh. yeah." I finally managed.
"The actual Harry Potter." She continued and I nodded. "Oh my gosh." She said, eyes dancing with joy.
"Do I uh. know you?" I asked and she frowned slightly.
"You don't know who I am? What about the letters?"
"L-letters?" I asked.
"I must of sent you about five letters." She said, twirling a red lock around her finger.
"Five letters?" I asked.
"Blue envelopes with a full moon and lake?" She asked and I jerked back in shock.
"You're J. Potter?!" I demanded and she smiled.
"Then you did get my letters! After Toby returned with nothing the first time I-"
"J. Potter." I repeated.
'Er. yes. Jasmine Potter." She said.
"How come you've been writing me?" I demanded.
"Didn't you read the letters? I thought maybe they never reached you."
"They got destroyed by accident." I admitted.
"All five of them?"
"I only got three." I said.
"Oh."
"The first one blew into a pond, the second got exploded by a firecracker and the third blew into the lake." I said slowly, wondering where the heck I had seen her before.
"Then you don't know." She said quietly.
"Know what?" I asked.
"Harry. I'm your sister."
*** (Jasmine's point of view)
"Wh. what happened?" Harry asked, blinking at the light.
"You fainted." The bushy-haired girl beside him said.
"Fainted?" He asked and looked at me. I smiled. "Oh my god it wasn't a dream."
"No." I said. Harry slowly sat up, rubbing his head. "What. did you say?"
"I said I'm your sister." I said.
"How? Th-that's impossible!" Harry said.
"No. okay. I'll tell you." I said and told them how I had found out.
"I was adopted before I was even a month old. I just found out the truth last year. I mean, about me being adopted. Ofcourse I wanted to know all about my birth parents. All I had to go on was that they were English, my name, and this photo." I said and produced the photo.
Harry and the two girls looked at it in shock. In it there was a man that looked exactly like Harry, holding a tiny baby girl who was me. Beside him was seated a woman whom I looked exactly like, holding a year old baby with messy black hair and bright green eyes.
"Wow." The black-haired girl said, looking from our mother to me.
"After a long search I found out the truth. I couldn't believe it. I mean, that I was related to you let alone being your sister. I don't know how but I am. I finally found a copy of my birth certificate. My parents are James and Lily Potter." I continued. Harry was very pale with shock. "Isn't there anyone who could. prove this?" I asked.
Just then a man with greasy hair and a big nose appeared. He stopped frozen, staring at me. His sallow skin went white. "Lily." He said.
"Excuse me?" I asked.
The man looked from me to Harry and back again. "Who is she?" He demanded from Harry. "She's claiming to be my sister." Harry explained.
"What about." The bushy-haired girl trailed off.
"Yeah he could. Amy, you and Hermione stay here." Harry said and stood up. I automatically stood up, too.
"Okay." Hermione, the bushy-haired one, said.
I followed Harry and the man outside. Harry was white with shock but had an odd look on his face. "You need to be blind-folded." He said.
'All right." I said. Harry found a handkerchief and wrapped it around my head, blinding me. I was led by someone and soon found myself stumbling up a hill with rough land. Rocks and roots and stuff. Then I was led through a small entrance and the blindfold was taken off. I was inside a cave. Harry in front of me and the man behind me.
"Sirius?" Harry asked. I looked around then gasped as a huge dog walked out from the shadows. There was a small pop and a man stood there, white with shock.
"Lily." He said, staring at me.
"What?" I asked.
"No. it couldn't be." He whispered and walked over. "Jasmine?"
"Yes?" I asked.
"You. uh. what?!" Harry demanded. I was confused as well but obviously this man could prove who I was.
"Jasmine." He said again.
'That's me." I said.
"How did. where did." He sputtered out and I told him what I had learned.
"So is she telling the truth?" Harry asked.
"Yes." Sirius said.
"You mean. she really is. my sister?" Harry asked then fainted again.
Sirius shook his head and turned back towards me. "A couple months after Lily had Harry she got pregnant with you. A few days after giving birth to you they found out Voldemort was after them and Harry, and James didn't want to put you in danger so they sent you to an adoption agency in America at 3 weeks old." Sirius explained.
"So. I am his sister." I said slowly.
"Yes." Sirius said. I sat down. Hard.
"Oh my gosh. I was right." I said slowly. Then looked up. "Who are you?"
"Sirius Black." He said.
"The murderer?" I asked and Sirius laughed.
"Accused Murderer." He said and told me the story of how he was framed by another wizard. Then when he was finished he noticed the other man. "Hullo Severus." He said.
"Sirius." The other man said, eyes narrow.
Sirius turned back to me. "No one but a few knew about you. Lily was worried what might happen."
"Oh." I said quietly. I looked over at Harry Potter- my brother- who was still fainted.
"You look exactly like your mother." Sirius said and began laughing. 'Except the eyes."
"What's so funny?"
"Well. Harry looks exactly like James with Lily's eyes. And you look exactly like Lily, with James's eyes." He explained and I smiled.
"So I do have family left." I said, looking back at Harry. "A brother."
"And a godfather."
"What?" I asked, looking back up at Sirius.
"Lily sent that photo with you hoping you'd find out the truth and if you did. you know, they appointed a godfather." Sirius said.
"Whose my godfather?" I asked.
"Oh, a friend of mine, Remus Lupin." Sirius said and then pointed his wand at Harry and revived him. Sirius told him everything and he looked extremely dazed.
"You never told me about her?!" Harry demanded.
"I couldn't! James put me under strict rules not to tell anyone. What would you do if you found out you had a sister? I didn't even know if she knew." Sirius said, indicating me.
"Who all knows about her?" He asked, blinking.
"Me, Remus, Dumbledore and. Snape, now." Sirius said, looking at the man who was standing near the door, arms folded and a sneer on his face. "Well, and you."
"Wow. I have a. sister." Harry said, looking at me.
"And I have a real brother." I said, smiling.
***
Hermione looked up as she saw Harry, Snape and that girl walk back in.
"Harry. what's going on?" Hermione asked.
"Guys this is. well, my sister." Harry said, indicating the red-head. He then explained everything.
"Wow." Amy said, shaking her head. "Its like a book or something. A TV series."
Jasmine smiled. "I forgot to tell you the rest." She said.
"The rest? What more can there be?" Harry asked.
"I'm transferring to Hogwarts." Jasmine said.
"Cool." Harry said with a smile. Hermione could tell how happy he was. She didn't blame him. Now he had a sister.
"You're a Fourth year, right?" Hermione asked.
"Fifth." Jasmine said.
"What? I thought you were fourteen." Harry said.
"I am. I turned fourteen on July 12th. But in my Second year back home I skipped a year." Jasmine explained.
"Cool." Harry said, smiling again.
"I'll probably be coming early October then. Cause you know, my headmaster and Dumbledore'll be needing to fix up the papers and I'll need to get things."
"Why did you come here today?" Amy asked.
"I figured when Harry never replied he didn't get my letters at all. So I came here. I stayed here in town last night and was going to go into Hogwarts today but the innkeeper told me there was a Hogwarts trip so I stayed. I asked a boy where to find you." Jasmine explained.
"Ah." Hermione said, feeling very confused.
*** (Harry's point of view)
Jasmine and I sat in the very back of the Three Broomsticks, talking. Hermione and Amy sat a few tables away and Snape was at the other end, keeping an eye on me.
"I just can't believe I have a little sister." I said.
"I can't believe I have family." Jasmine said, smiling. "Do we. have any other family?"
"Er." I trailed off thinking of Vernon, Petunia and Dudley. "None worth mentioning."
"Oh, okay." She said slowly, wrapping a red lock around her finger.
"So you really found out. you know, who you really were?" I asked.
"Uh-huh. Took me a while but I did." Jasmine said, smiling.
"That's awesome." I said slowly, looking down into my Butterbeer. I didn't know what to feel. I had a long-lost sister now found.
"Harry?" I looked up at her.
"Yeah?"
"You okay?"
"I guess." I said slowly. "I just. you know."
"Don't know what to feel?" She asked.
"Yeah."
"I know what you mean. I just. you know. yeah." Jasmine shrugged. We looked at each other. And I then felt the first emotion other then shock. I was very, very happy.
*** (Ron's point of view)
"Wow that's really awesome." Peggy said from beside me.
"Y-you have sister?" I asked in disbelief. Harry had just told me everything that had happened at Hogsmeade.
"Yeah, amazing, huh?" Harry asked.
"How do you know she's uh. telling the truth?" I whispered.
"Sirius." Harry whispered back.
"Ah."
"She's going to be transferring here soon." Harry said.
"Ah." I continued.
"That is just awesome." Peggy said.
"I know." Harry said and smiled.
Hermione, Amy, and I sat in the carriage headed to Hogsmeade. Ron, ofcourse, couldn't come and Peggy stayed back to keep him company. Hermione and Amy were talking about the bookshop. I was thinking about Sirius. Across from me and beside Amy, sat an incredibly angry Professor Snape. He was the only teacher that could do. He was the only one that knew the truth about Sirius. He seemed as angry as I was. We arrived at Hogsmeade and piled out.
"Let's go to the Three Broomsticks, first." Hermione suggested.
"Peggy was telling me how good Butterbeer is." Amy said.
"How would she know? She hasn't been in yet." Snape said, eyes narrowed. Amy fell silent, not wanting to get Peggy in too much trouble.
"Ah, here it is." Hermione said quickly. The four of us went into the Three Broomsticks. A bunch of students snickered at the fact I was stuck with Snape. We sat around a table and we got Butterbeer, except for Professor Snape.
I suddenly felt eyes on me and looked around, but didn't see anyone. I mean, anyone looking at me. Shrugging, I turned back to my Butterbeer but once more felt that odd sensation. I felt like something big was about to happen.
"Harry?" Hermione asked as I looked around.
"Yeah?" I asked, turning to her.
"You okay?" She asked.
"Yeah I uh. I'm fine." I muttered.
*** (Draco Malfoy's point of view)
I walked down the street, trying to ignore the stabbing pain in my body. "I'll kill him." I muttered to myself. I had a bandage around my head, my arm was in a sling, bandages around my chest and stomach, and my nose throbbed with pain still. Not to mention all the cuts, scrapes and bruises. I suppose I shouldn't of made that remark about his mother. It was extremely mean of me. I just couldn't have him have the last laugh. I should of known he'd attack me. "Stupid Weasel-boy." I grumbled. I stopped and began breathing hard. I couldn't go very long without stopping. And Crabbe and Goyle weren't with me to make things worse. Ever since Weasley had beaten me up, Vorin Nott had gotten them to switch loyalty to him. 'How can you stand to be around a guy who was beaten up by a stinkin' Gryffindor?' was what he insisted so I no longer had my bodyguards.
And Pansy Parkinson wasn't there. I certainly didn't like her. She annoyed me to no end plus was so bloody ugly. But my father had told me over the summer I needed a girlfriend. And Pansy, who apparently has had a crush on me since our First year, happily agreed to it.
I sighed and began walking again. The wind blew through my hair and I felt so horrible. Not many Slytherins were talking to me, now. Since a stupid Gryffindor had hospitalized me. The ones who would still talk to me only did that because of who my father was, and who theirs were. Most of them were Death Eaters, under my father's lead. And they didn't want to make me mad in case I wrote dad and got their fathers in trouble.
But I wouldn't do that since the letter.
Father had written an angry letter saying I couldn't let a Weasley beat me up. And he also said that if he gets any letter saying anything other then we won a Quidditch game against Gryffindor, or I got back at Weasley he would send me a Howler. He also said something about never having to worry about the Weasleys again.
I stopped walking and rested up slightly. Then my body was once more filled with pain as someone bumped into me. "Oh, sorry!" Said a soft, musical voice. I whirled around angrily.
"You better watch..." I trailed off not able to go on.
"I'm so sorry, I didn't see you there." She said, blinking.
"I uh. its uh. okay." I said slowly.
She smiled. "Thanks. By the way, might you know where I would find a Harry Potter?"
I didn't do my usual scowl. This girl was way to pretty to scowl out. "Uh. I uh. Three Broomsticks." I stammered, pointing there.
"Okay, thanks." She smiled and once more ran off. I turned and watched her disappear into the Three Broomsticks. I felt like I had just been bumped into by an indescribably beautiful angel.
*** (Harry's point of view)
"Harry are you sure you're okay?" Amy asked as I once more, looking around.
"Yeah. I uh. just." I shrugged and slowly sipped my Butterbeer.
"I will be right back." Snape sneered and swished off towards the bathroom.
I, like always, looked up as the door jangled, indicating someone came in. I dropped my tankard, sloshing Butterbeer everywhere.
She was beautiful.
Her thick, dark red hair streamed down halfway between her shoulders and elbows. It was slightly wavy and gleamed in the sunlight that came through the door and window. Her skin was a glowing tan sort of color. Her face was oval-shaped. Her eyes were a dark, dark brown. She wore an ankle-length black skirt, a gray turtleneck and black boots. She was a couple inches shorter then me, slender and curvy. And so pretty. But so familiar. I frowned. I knew I had seen her before but surely I'd remember someone so beautiful?
She looked around for a moment and then our eyes locked. Her eyes were so familiar. They lit up with joy and she nearly ran over, with her hair streaming out behind her. She sat down in Snape's seat and stared at me. "Harry Potter." She said. Her voice was soft and musical with a hint of American in it.
"Uh." I said, glancing at Hermione and Amy who seemed confused. 'I uh. yeah." I finally managed.
"The actual Harry Potter." She continued and I nodded. "Oh my gosh." She said, eyes dancing with joy.
"Do I uh. know you?" I asked and she frowned slightly.
"You don't know who I am? What about the letters?"
"L-letters?" I asked.
"I must of sent you about five letters." She said, twirling a red lock around her finger.
"Five letters?" I asked.
"Blue envelopes with a full moon and lake?" She asked and I jerked back in shock.
"You're J. Potter?!" I demanded and she smiled.
"Then you did get my letters! After Toby returned with nothing the first time I-"
"J. Potter." I repeated.
'Er. yes. Jasmine Potter." She said.
"How come you've been writing me?" I demanded.
"Didn't you read the letters? I thought maybe they never reached you."
"They got destroyed by accident." I admitted.
"All five of them?"
"I only got three." I said.
"Oh."
"The first one blew into a pond, the second got exploded by a firecracker and the third blew into the lake." I said slowly, wondering where the heck I had seen her before.
"Then you don't know." She said quietly.
"Know what?" I asked.
"Harry. I'm your sister."
*** (Jasmine's point of view)
"Wh. what happened?" Harry asked, blinking at the light.
"You fainted." The bushy-haired girl beside him said.
"Fainted?" He asked and looked at me. I smiled. "Oh my god it wasn't a dream."
"No." I said. Harry slowly sat up, rubbing his head. "What. did you say?"
"I said I'm your sister." I said.
"How? Th-that's impossible!" Harry said.
"No. okay. I'll tell you." I said and told them how I had found out.
"I was adopted before I was even a month old. I just found out the truth last year. I mean, about me being adopted. Ofcourse I wanted to know all about my birth parents. All I had to go on was that they were English, my name, and this photo." I said and produced the photo.
Harry and the two girls looked at it in shock. In it there was a man that looked exactly like Harry, holding a tiny baby girl who was me. Beside him was seated a woman whom I looked exactly like, holding a year old baby with messy black hair and bright green eyes.
"Wow." The black-haired girl said, looking from our mother to me.
"After a long search I found out the truth. I couldn't believe it. I mean, that I was related to you let alone being your sister. I don't know how but I am. I finally found a copy of my birth certificate. My parents are James and Lily Potter." I continued. Harry was very pale with shock. "Isn't there anyone who could. prove this?" I asked.
Just then a man with greasy hair and a big nose appeared. He stopped frozen, staring at me. His sallow skin went white. "Lily." He said.
"Excuse me?" I asked.
The man looked from me to Harry and back again. "Who is she?" He demanded from Harry. "She's claiming to be my sister." Harry explained.
"What about." The bushy-haired girl trailed off.
"Yeah he could. Amy, you and Hermione stay here." Harry said and stood up. I automatically stood up, too.
"Okay." Hermione, the bushy-haired one, said.
I followed Harry and the man outside. Harry was white with shock but had an odd look on his face. "You need to be blind-folded." He said.
'All right." I said. Harry found a handkerchief and wrapped it around my head, blinding me. I was led by someone and soon found myself stumbling up a hill with rough land. Rocks and roots and stuff. Then I was led through a small entrance and the blindfold was taken off. I was inside a cave. Harry in front of me and the man behind me.
"Sirius?" Harry asked. I looked around then gasped as a huge dog walked out from the shadows. There was a small pop and a man stood there, white with shock.
"Lily." He said, staring at me.
"What?" I asked.
"No. it couldn't be." He whispered and walked over. "Jasmine?"
"Yes?" I asked.
"You. uh. what?!" Harry demanded. I was confused as well but obviously this man could prove who I was.
"Jasmine." He said again.
'That's me." I said.
"How did. where did." He sputtered out and I told him what I had learned.
"So is she telling the truth?" Harry asked.
"Yes." Sirius said.
"You mean. she really is. my sister?" Harry asked then fainted again.
Sirius shook his head and turned back towards me. "A couple months after Lily had Harry she got pregnant with you. A few days after giving birth to you they found out Voldemort was after them and Harry, and James didn't want to put you in danger so they sent you to an adoption agency in America at 3 weeks old." Sirius explained.
"So. I am his sister." I said slowly.
"Yes." Sirius said. I sat down. Hard.
"Oh my gosh. I was right." I said slowly. Then looked up. "Who are you?"
"Sirius Black." He said.
"The murderer?" I asked and Sirius laughed.
"Accused Murderer." He said and told me the story of how he was framed by another wizard. Then when he was finished he noticed the other man. "Hullo Severus." He said.
"Sirius." The other man said, eyes narrow.
Sirius turned back to me. "No one but a few knew about you. Lily was worried what might happen."
"Oh." I said quietly. I looked over at Harry Potter- my brother- who was still fainted.
"You look exactly like your mother." Sirius said and began laughing. 'Except the eyes."
"What's so funny?"
"Well. Harry looks exactly like James with Lily's eyes. And you look exactly like Lily, with James's eyes." He explained and I smiled.
"So I do have family left." I said, looking back at Harry. "A brother."
"And a godfather."
"What?" I asked, looking back up at Sirius.
"Lily sent that photo with you hoping you'd find out the truth and if you did. you know, they appointed a godfather." Sirius said.
"Whose my godfather?" I asked.
"Oh, a friend of mine, Remus Lupin." Sirius said and then pointed his wand at Harry and revived him. Sirius told him everything and he looked extremely dazed.
"You never told me about her?!" Harry demanded.
"I couldn't! James put me under strict rules not to tell anyone. What would you do if you found out you had a sister? I didn't even know if she knew." Sirius said, indicating me.
"Who all knows about her?" He asked, blinking.
"Me, Remus, Dumbledore and. Snape, now." Sirius said, looking at the man who was standing near the door, arms folded and a sneer on his face. "Well, and you."
"Wow. I have a. sister." Harry said, looking at me.
"And I have a real brother." I said, smiling.
***
Hermione looked up as she saw Harry, Snape and that girl walk back in.
"Harry. what's going on?" Hermione asked.
"Guys this is. well, my sister." Harry said, indicating the red-head. He then explained everything.
"Wow." Amy said, shaking her head. "Its like a book or something. A TV series."
Jasmine smiled. "I forgot to tell you the rest." She said.
"The rest? What more can there be?" Harry asked.
"I'm transferring to Hogwarts." Jasmine said.
"Cool." Harry said with a smile. Hermione could tell how happy he was. She didn't blame him. Now he had a sister.
"You're a Fourth year, right?" Hermione asked.
"Fifth." Jasmine said.
"What? I thought you were fourteen." Harry said.
"I am. I turned fourteen on July 12th. But in my Second year back home I skipped a year." Jasmine explained.
"Cool." Harry said, smiling again.
"I'll probably be coming early October then. Cause you know, my headmaster and Dumbledore'll be needing to fix up the papers and I'll need to get things."
"Why did you come here today?" Amy asked.
"I figured when Harry never replied he didn't get my letters at all. So I came here. I stayed here in town last night and was going to go into Hogwarts today but the innkeeper told me there was a Hogwarts trip so I stayed. I asked a boy where to find you." Jasmine explained.
"Ah." Hermione said, feeling very confused.
*** (Harry's point of view)
Jasmine and I sat in the very back of the Three Broomsticks, talking. Hermione and Amy sat a few tables away and Snape was at the other end, keeping an eye on me.
"I just can't believe I have a little sister." I said.
"I can't believe I have family." Jasmine said, smiling. "Do we. have any other family?"
"Er." I trailed off thinking of Vernon, Petunia and Dudley. "None worth mentioning."
"Oh, okay." She said slowly, wrapping a red lock around her finger.
"So you really found out. you know, who you really were?" I asked.
"Uh-huh. Took me a while but I did." Jasmine said, smiling.
"That's awesome." I said slowly, looking down into my Butterbeer. I didn't know what to feel. I had a long-lost sister now found.
"Harry?" I looked up at her.
"Yeah?"
"You okay?"
"I guess." I said slowly. "I just. you know."
"Don't know what to feel?" She asked.
"Yeah."
"I know what you mean. I just. you know. yeah." Jasmine shrugged. We looked at each other. And I then felt the first emotion other then shock. I was very, very happy.
*** (Ron's point of view)
"Wow that's really awesome." Peggy said from beside me.
"Y-you have sister?" I asked in disbelief. Harry had just told me everything that had happened at Hogsmeade.
"Yeah, amazing, huh?" Harry asked.
"How do you know she's uh. telling the truth?" I whispered.
"Sirius." Harry whispered back.
"Ah."
"She's going to be transferring here soon." Harry said.
"Ah." I continued.
"That is just awesome." Peggy said.
"I know." Harry said and smiled.