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For all of you who have been reading, and then I randomly take away chapters...I'm soooooooooooo sorry! I just needed to fix things about the WHOLE story, so I took them all off and are fixing them...again...I'm sooooooooo sorry! I will have all the chapters that I had before, plus four new chapters! YEAH! But unless it takes me till tomorrow to post up to where you are, it will be six new chapters!
Sorry again...On with the story...
Chapter 11: Shadow In The Night
Chanse sat there a while and thought about why he would tell her the Gryffindor password., 'I guess he wants to talk to me.' She thought.
'No, duh!' Geno said back.
'Geno get out of my head!' She screamed in her head.
Right then, Chanse heard all these sighs come from above. She looked up and saw a couple of girls watching her. "Don't you people have lives?" Chanse laughed.
The girls returned to the rooms, and Chanse walked inside.
"Hey Chanse," Angelina said, "nice game."
Chanse looked up at her, "Yeah good game." And continued to walk up the stairs up to the Ravenclaw house. Angelina smiled and walked into the Great Hall.
Once Chanse reached the Ravenclaw house she walked in and went up to her room, where Cho was waiting for her. "Before you even say anything Cho, please don't. I'm too tired to talk. I've had a lot go on today; I'll hear what you have to say in the morning, thank you."
"O...k," Cho sighed, "I was just going to say don't let Blaise Zabini bother you. Go for it!" Chanse looked back at Cho, and shook her head and changed into her pajamas and crawled into bed.
"Good-night Cho." Cho didn't say anything. Chanse rolled over and faced opposite of Cho, and waited for Cho to turn off the lights.
But instead, a few seconds later Cho turned on Vertical Horizon, Everything You Want, and began to loudly sing the chorus: "He's everything you want, He's everything you need, He's everything inside of you that you wish you could be."
Chanse rolled over and looked at Cho who was just smiling and singing. Before Chanse could tell her to shut the hell up, Professor Flitwick came in, "Cho go to bed and no more singing, and otherwise you will have to make the houses beds for a week."
Cho quickly turned off the music and got into bed.
When the whole Ravenclaw house had fallen fast asleep, but Chanse, she quickly got up and walked over to where she had laid down her presents; she picked up the cloak and looked at it, "I hope you're what I think you are." Chanse whispered.
She draped the cloak over her body and sure enough it was exactly what she thought it was...an invisibility cloak.
Chanse walked quickly over to the door, and walked out of her room, and downstairs. She walked out of the Ravenclaw house, and downstairs, and up the other side of stairs over to the Gryffindor house.
She took the hood of the cloak off her head, and looked up at the painting of the Fat Lady. She first tried clearing her throat, and it didn't work. She whispered, "Excuse me, Lady?" The Lady woke up and yawned and looked down at Chanse, and yawned again.
"Password?"
"Caput Draconis." Chanse whispered.
The painting swung open, and Chanse quietly walked in and up to the stairs. She, first, walked up the left side, and looked at the first sign. It had Angelina Johnson and Natalie McDonald. Chanse dropped her shoulders and let out a sigh.
Chanse turned back around and quietly ran down the stairs and went up the right side. She started to walk down the hall and she looked at every sign on every door. Fred and George Weasley. Chanse shook her head, and walked own a little more and then she saw, Oliver Wood. She thought, "Hey, that's great he has his own room."
She opened the door, walked in, and then turned around to shut the door quietly, but she looked across from Oliver's room and saw on the other door: Harry Potter and Ron Weasley. Chanse reopened the door and walked back out into the hallway. She placed her hand on the doorknob, and began to turn it.
*BOOM*
A huge thing of thunder roared, and then the rain began to rain harder. Chanse shrieked, and let go of the knob.
"Hello?" Oliver whispered, "Is anyone out here?" Chanse quickly turned around, and saw Oliver standing in his doorway in his boxers. Chanse blushed and then smiled and looked down at the ground.
Then she heard the door shut and she quickly looked up and saw that Oliver had shut his door. She let out a little laugh, and then walked over to his door and slowly opened it.
Oliver turned on his bedside lamp, which lightly lit up his bed area, "Hello? Chanse?"
Chanse glanced over at Oliver who was sitting in bed, "Sir Nicolas Flamel?"
While Chanse was quietly shut the door, the door across the hall started to open. So she quickly shut Oliver's door and then walked over to Oliver's bed and placed her finger on his lips, and then removed her hood of her cloak.
Chanse slowly removed her finger from his lips, "Oliver, I had to see you." Oliver scooted to the other side of his bed, and leaned against the headboard. He laid his hand down on the other side, and Chanse sat down, and looked down at the ground and took in deep breaths.
She took one last breath and finally spoke "I don't know why I'm here, I'm sorry Oliver." She stood up and her hood back, halfway (just enough to cover her hair, and just so you could see her face.) She started to walk out of Oliver's room, when she got to the door and put her left hand on the doorknob and began to turn it.
Chanse felt a slight tough on her other hand. Oliver grabbed her right hand, and Chanse looked down at her left hand and watched it slowly let go of the knob.
Oliver pulled Chanse's hand toward him and slowly Chanse turned around, and was trying hold back the tears, that she so badly wanted to let out but she couldn't, cause she knew if she did, she wouldn't stop crying and she would tell Oliver...everything.
Chanse looked down at the ground, and let Oliver lead her back up to the bed, where they both sat down. Chanse looked down, at the end of the bed, and Oliver was looking directly in front of him.
Oliver took a deep breath and looked over at Chanse, who was still staring at the end of the bed, and he opened his mouth to say something but he looked at Chanse, again, and he closed it.
He continued to stare ahead of him but then he turned to Chanse, and raised his hand to her face, and slowly turned her face towards him. He took his hand off of her face, and slowly removed Chanse's hood so that he could see her beautiful, hair (It's short brown, blonde highlighted, and flipped out). He slowly placed his hand on the side of her head, which made Chanse breathe in deeply, and try even harder to stop herself from crying.
The whole time this was going on, Chanse was looking down at her lap, because it was becoming harder and harder for her not to cry, and she knew if she looked into Oliver's eyes she would. She knew she couldn't look at her lap forever, but she would do it for as long as she could...Which wasn't for very much longer.
Oliver started to look down at Chanse's face, but she looked away. Oliver raised his head back up and looked past Chanse at the shadows on wall from the windows; he watched the rain run down the windows.
He, finally tried to get Chanse to look at him, and moved Chanse's face up so that she would look at him. When he did that she just looked over at his lamp, Oliver slowly moved his hand down Chanse's face, and Chanse lead against it, and the more he moved his hand the more Chanse started to look up into his eyes.
He finally stopped and rested his hand on her cheek; Chanse was now looking deep into Oliver's eyes. He rubbed his thumb on her cheek; Chanse couldn't take it anymore she slowly blinked her, emerald green, eyes, and one tear dropped onto her cloak and the other one slowly ran down her face.
Oliver moved his hand up her face and wiped the tears from her eyes, and when he did that Chanse lifted her left hand and placed it on top of Oliver's hand.
Oliver softly grabbed Chanse's hand and moved it down to her other hand and cupped her hands in his. Chanse finally couldn't hold all her tears back; she began to cry. She slowly slid her hands out of Oliver's hands, and lifted them to her face and cried.
Oliver pulled Chanse closer to him and rapped his arms around her scared body, and rocked her back and forth, "Shhh, its ok. I'm here Chanse." He whispered, "Shhh, its ok."
Lightning struck and lit up the whole room, and Chanse pushed off of Oliver's chest and looked out the window. Then she looked back at Oliver and got lost in his dark brown eyes and more tears ran down face. Oliver wiped her tears then her placed his hand back on her cheek, and she lead against it, and let another tear fall.
Oliver slid his hand off her cheek and lightly grabbed her hands, and then he stood up. He pulled Chanse up, and walked behind her and took off her cloak, and laid it down on the chair in the corner. Then he crawled back into bed, and signaled Chanse to sit down next to him in the bed.
Chanse slowly crawled in bed next to Oliver, and he put his arm around her, and she laid her head down on his shoulder. "What's wrong, Chanse?" Oliver softly asked. Chanse looked down, then she raised her head up to look into Oliver's eyes. She turned her body, so that she was on her side, and she slid down, so that she could lay her head down, on Oliver's body. She took a deep breath in and began to tell the story.
"Oliver, how would you feel if, in a year, you found out to many things? Like, I found out that the people that had raised you all your life has your parents weren't really your parents? And in reality they were your step aunt and uncle.
And they told you that your mother was a pureblood witch and your father was a pureblood wizard, and that you were a pureblood witch? Then you're told that your starting at a new school in England, not only is it halfway across the world, but it's on some other plane! Since your parents were pureblood and your father was a very strong pureblood, because of your father's strength you're so advance that you have to leave and train with some giant." She cried a little more and closed her eyes.
"Chanse, it's ok. I mean yeah it's hard to deal with that all in one year, but...you're a tough girl you'll be fine." Oliver pulled Chanse closer to him.
"No, Oliver, I mean, yeah, that bothered me a little. But that's not what's bothering me..."
"Then what?" Chanse rolled off Oliver's bed; Oliver sat up, and she started to walk to his door, "Don't leave, Chanse!" Chanse turned around and looked at Oliver. She opened the door, and pointed across the hall at the door.
"See that door?"
"Yeah, that's Harry Potter and Ron Weasley's room...So what?" Chanse looked over at Oliver, then looked back at the door and slowly shut the door. She started to walk back to Oliver, and she sat down on the edge of the bed. "Chanse you ok?" Oliver scooted over next to Chanse's side.
Chanse looked into Oliver's brown eyes with tears filling her eyes. "All that stuff I told you, hurt me, but not to badly, becomes something good came and replaced everything. So it wasn't that hard to deal with. But there's one thing I was told, and nothing could ever replace it and make me feel better, except do what I promised never to do."
Oliver scooted over to Chanse and looked at her face. "What?"
"That boy across the hall from you..."
"Ron?"
Chanse quickly looked up at Oliver, "No...not him."
"Harry?"
Chanse blinked, and a tear slowly rolled down face. Chanse looked up into Oliver's eyes, "What about Harry? What did Harry do?"
"Harry didn't do anything..."
"Is that the problem, Harry didn't do something?" Chanse tried to look at Oliver with anger but she was too sad to do it, "Sorry, continued."
"No, Harry didn't do anything. See my father married a woman named Hailey, my mom. Then mom was burnt at the stake. And my mother's dying wishes were for me to go live with her stepsister, and her husband. So my dad said that was fine and he said if his wife didn't want, what happened to, to happen to me, that he would stay out of my life. So a year my father remarried a women and they had a child, my half-brother..." Chanse closed her eyes as tight as she could, "That child is.." Chanse couldn't hold back her tears and began to cry, "That child is my...brother."
Oliver's jaw dropped, but then a few seconds he closed his mouth and pulled Chanse close.
"Chanse its ok you can tell him, I know it may be hard to but Harry should know that he has a..."
"NO!" Chanse pushed off of Oliver, "He can't know I promised my parents that I wouldn't tell him, that I am his sister. Promise me Oliver you won't tell him!"
"But why can't he know?"
"Because Voldemort will find us. And my mom said that one of us will die and one will survive, with the pain." Oliver looked puzzled and pulled Chanse close to him, and Chanse began to cry heavily.
"This is hurting you to much, you need to tell him." Chanse couldn't talk so she nodded yes. "We'll do it when you're ready though, and only when you're ready. But so that it doesn't hurt you so much you can still become friends with him, can't you?" Chanse popped off of Oliver and looked at him.
"That's right I can. My parents never said anything about that. TO his face I can be his friend but behind his back I can be like a guardian angel..."
"You can be a what?"
Chanse shook her head, "Muggle thing. I'll be like Batman..."
"Huh, Batman?"
"Oh sorry, um...What would make sense to you...Oh I'll be like a shadow in the night. He'll only know me as a friend, but the truth is I'll protect him like his big sister...You're a genius, Oliver." Chanse jumped over to Oliver and gave him a great big hug, and a kiss on the cheek. \
Chanse moved off of Oliver and looked at him and smiled. Oliver reached by his bed and took a tissue and wiped Chanse's tears and then rested his hand on her cheek, and slowly and softly pulled her face to his. The laid his forehead on hers, "Thank you Oliver." Chanse whispered, and Oliver nodded.
After Oliver had calmed Chanse down some more, she got up and put on her cloak.
She walked to Oliver's door and started on her way out, "Chanse..." Oliver whispered loudly. Chanse took her hood off and peeked her head back in.
"Yeah?"
"You got a date for the Halloween Feast?" Chanse bit her lower lip and looked down and then looked back up.
"No," Chanse smiled, "I don't."
"Well, I was thinking, that you know,"
"Yeah?"
"Since you don't have a date and I don't." Chanse put her hands on her hips.
"Oliver just spit it out." Chanse snapped.
"Do you want to go to the Halloween Feast Ball with yours truly?"
Chanse laughed, "I'll have to think about it." She put back on her hood and walked out of the room and shut the door.
She slowly walked over to Harry's door, and she placed her hand on the doorknob and thought about if she should open it or not.
'Now or never' she thought.
'No, Chanse, don't do it!' Geno screamed.
'Geno, I have to.'
'No you don't. Just turn around and walk away.'
'NO! I'm doing this with or without you.'
'But...Chanse!'
'Chanse out.' Chanse broke the connection in her head between Geno and herself.
She slowly opened the door and walked in and quickly shut the door behind her.
Chanse turned around and realized she couldn't see a thing. She reached into her pocket and pulled out her wand, "Lumos" she whispered, and the tip of her wand began to glow. Chanse stopped and looked around and saw all kinds of weird things everywhere. "Well, he's a little messing isn't he?" Chanse looked all around and saw food rappers everywhere.
She continued to walk around then she saw two beds on the other side of the room, "Which bed?" She looked at both of them and walked over to the right one.
She walked up next to the bed and there were a couple of candy rappers laying on it. She looked at the bed and underneath the covers she saw red hair sticking out from them. "Damn." She sighed.
She slowly walked over to Harry's bed and saw her baby brother sleeping so peacefully. She began to cry, and she quietly bent down next to Harry's bed and laid her arms down on the bed with her head on them. She looked up at him, and stroked his hair back, and then she stood up.
She took off her hood and then bent down and kissed his forehead, "Don't worry baby brother, I'm here for you." She moved a bang off to the side, and watched him for a little bit longer.
She then quickly put back on her cloak hood and went out of the room. Once she was out of the room she leaned against the door, she let out a sigh, and then she held up her wand, "Nox." The light disappeared from her wand.
Chanse slowly walked down out of the Gryffindor house, and back to Ravenclaw's house.
Once back in her room she took off her cloak, crawled back into bed, and went to sleep.
For all of you who have been reading, and then I randomly take away chapters...I'm soooooooooooo sorry! I just needed to fix things about the WHOLE story, so I took them all off and are fixing them...again...I'm sooooooooo sorry! I will have all the chapters that I had before, plus four new chapters! YEAH! But unless it takes me till tomorrow to post up to where you are, it will be six new chapters!
Sorry again...On with the story...
Chapter 11: Shadow In The Night
Chanse sat there a while and thought about why he would tell her the Gryffindor password., 'I guess he wants to talk to me.' She thought.
'No, duh!' Geno said back.
'Geno get out of my head!' She screamed in her head.
Right then, Chanse heard all these sighs come from above. She looked up and saw a couple of girls watching her. "Don't you people have lives?" Chanse laughed.
The girls returned to the rooms, and Chanse walked inside.
"Hey Chanse," Angelina said, "nice game."
Chanse looked up at her, "Yeah good game." And continued to walk up the stairs up to the Ravenclaw house. Angelina smiled and walked into the Great Hall.
Once Chanse reached the Ravenclaw house she walked in and went up to her room, where Cho was waiting for her. "Before you even say anything Cho, please don't. I'm too tired to talk. I've had a lot go on today; I'll hear what you have to say in the morning, thank you."
"O...k," Cho sighed, "I was just going to say don't let Blaise Zabini bother you. Go for it!" Chanse looked back at Cho, and shook her head and changed into her pajamas and crawled into bed.
"Good-night Cho." Cho didn't say anything. Chanse rolled over and faced opposite of Cho, and waited for Cho to turn off the lights.
But instead, a few seconds later Cho turned on Vertical Horizon, Everything You Want, and began to loudly sing the chorus: "He's everything you want, He's everything you need, He's everything inside of you that you wish you could be."
Chanse rolled over and looked at Cho who was just smiling and singing. Before Chanse could tell her to shut the hell up, Professor Flitwick came in, "Cho go to bed and no more singing, and otherwise you will have to make the houses beds for a week."
Cho quickly turned off the music and got into bed.
When the whole Ravenclaw house had fallen fast asleep, but Chanse, she quickly got up and walked over to where she had laid down her presents; she picked up the cloak and looked at it, "I hope you're what I think you are." Chanse whispered.
She draped the cloak over her body and sure enough it was exactly what she thought it was...an invisibility cloak.
Chanse walked quickly over to the door, and walked out of her room, and downstairs. She walked out of the Ravenclaw house, and downstairs, and up the other side of stairs over to the Gryffindor house.
She took the hood of the cloak off her head, and looked up at the painting of the Fat Lady. She first tried clearing her throat, and it didn't work. She whispered, "Excuse me, Lady?" The Lady woke up and yawned and looked down at Chanse, and yawned again.
"Password?"
"Caput Draconis." Chanse whispered.
The painting swung open, and Chanse quietly walked in and up to the stairs. She, first, walked up the left side, and looked at the first sign. It had Angelina Johnson and Natalie McDonald. Chanse dropped her shoulders and let out a sigh.
Chanse turned back around and quietly ran down the stairs and went up the right side. She started to walk down the hall and she looked at every sign on every door. Fred and George Weasley. Chanse shook her head, and walked own a little more and then she saw, Oliver Wood. She thought, "Hey, that's great he has his own room."
She opened the door, walked in, and then turned around to shut the door quietly, but she looked across from Oliver's room and saw on the other door: Harry Potter and Ron Weasley. Chanse reopened the door and walked back out into the hallway. She placed her hand on the doorknob, and began to turn it.
*BOOM*
A huge thing of thunder roared, and then the rain began to rain harder. Chanse shrieked, and let go of the knob.
"Hello?" Oliver whispered, "Is anyone out here?" Chanse quickly turned around, and saw Oliver standing in his doorway in his boxers. Chanse blushed and then smiled and looked down at the ground.
Then she heard the door shut and she quickly looked up and saw that Oliver had shut his door. She let out a little laugh, and then walked over to his door and slowly opened it.
Oliver turned on his bedside lamp, which lightly lit up his bed area, "Hello? Chanse?"
Chanse glanced over at Oliver who was sitting in bed, "Sir Nicolas Flamel?"
While Chanse was quietly shut the door, the door across the hall started to open. So she quickly shut Oliver's door and then walked over to Oliver's bed and placed her finger on his lips, and then removed her hood of her cloak.
Chanse slowly removed her finger from his lips, "Oliver, I had to see you." Oliver scooted to the other side of his bed, and leaned against the headboard. He laid his hand down on the other side, and Chanse sat down, and looked down at the ground and took in deep breaths.
She took one last breath and finally spoke "I don't know why I'm here, I'm sorry Oliver." She stood up and her hood back, halfway (just enough to cover her hair, and just so you could see her face.) She started to walk out of Oliver's room, when she got to the door and put her left hand on the doorknob and began to turn it.
Chanse felt a slight tough on her other hand. Oliver grabbed her right hand, and Chanse looked down at her left hand and watched it slowly let go of the knob.
Oliver pulled Chanse's hand toward him and slowly Chanse turned around, and was trying hold back the tears, that she so badly wanted to let out but she couldn't, cause she knew if she did, she wouldn't stop crying and she would tell Oliver...everything.
Chanse looked down at the ground, and let Oliver lead her back up to the bed, where they both sat down. Chanse looked down, at the end of the bed, and Oliver was looking directly in front of him.
Oliver took a deep breath and looked over at Chanse, who was still staring at the end of the bed, and he opened his mouth to say something but he looked at Chanse, again, and he closed it.
He continued to stare ahead of him but then he turned to Chanse, and raised his hand to her face, and slowly turned her face towards him. He took his hand off of her face, and slowly removed Chanse's hood so that he could see her beautiful, hair (It's short brown, blonde highlighted, and flipped out). He slowly placed his hand on the side of her head, which made Chanse breathe in deeply, and try even harder to stop herself from crying.
The whole time this was going on, Chanse was looking down at her lap, because it was becoming harder and harder for her not to cry, and she knew if she looked into Oliver's eyes she would. She knew she couldn't look at her lap forever, but she would do it for as long as she could...Which wasn't for very much longer.
Oliver started to look down at Chanse's face, but she looked away. Oliver raised his head back up and looked past Chanse at the shadows on wall from the windows; he watched the rain run down the windows.
He, finally tried to get Chanse to look at him, and moved Chanse's face up so that she would look at him. When he did that she just looked over at his lamp, Oliver slowly moved his hand down Chanse's face, and Chanse lead against it, and the more he moved his hand the more Chanse started to look up into his eyes.
He finally stopped and rested his hand on her cheek; Chanse was now looking deep into Oliver's eyes. He rubbed his thumb on her cheek; Chanse couldn't take it anymore she slowly blinked her, emerald green, eyes, and one tear dropped onto her cloak and the other one slowly ran down her face.
Oliver moved his hand up her face and wiped the tears from her eyes, and when he did that Chanse lifted her left hand and placed it on top of Oliver's hand.
Oliver softly grabbed Chanse's hand and moved it down to her other hand and cupped her hands in his. Chanse finally couldn't hold all her tears back; she began to cry. She slowly slid her hands out of Oliver's hands, and lifted them to her face and cried.
Oliver pulled Chanse closer to him and rapped his arms around her scared body, and rocked her back and forth, "Shhh, its ok. I'm here Chanse." He whispered, "Shhh, its ok."
Lightning struck and lit up the whole room, and Chanse pushed off of Oliver's chest and looked out the window. Then she looked back at Oliver and got lost in his dark brown eyes and more tears ran down face. Oliver wiped her tears then her placed his hand back on her cheek, and she lead against it, and let another tear fall.
Oliver slid his hand off her cheek and lightly grabbed her hands, and then he stood up. He pulled Chanse up, and walked behind her and took off her cloak, and laid it down on the chair in the corner. Then he crawled back into bed, and signaled Chanse to sit down next to him in the bed.
Chanse slowly crawled in bed next to Oliver, and he put his arm around her, and she laid her head down on his shoulder. "What's wrong, Chanse?" Oliver softly asked. Chanse looked down, then she raised her head up to look into Oliver's eyes. She turned her body, so that she was on her side, and she slid down, so that she could lay her head down, on Oliver's body. She took a deep breath in and began to tell the story.
"Oliver, how would you feel if, in a year, you found out to many things? Like, I found out that the people that had raised you all your life has your parents weren't really your parents? And in reality they were your step aunt and uncle.
And they told you that your mother was a pureblood witch and your father was a pureblood wizard, and that you were a pureblood witch? Then you're told that your starting at a new school in England, not only is it halfway across the world, but it's on some other plane! Since your parents were pureblood and your father was a very strong pureblood, because of your father's strength you're so advance that you have to leave and train with some giant." She cried a little more and closed her eyes.
"Chanse, it's ok. I mean yeah it's hard to deal with that all in one year, but...you're a tough girl you'll be fine." Oliver pulled Chanse closer to him.
"No, Oliver, I mean, yeah, that bothered me a little. But that's not what's bothering me..."
"Then what?" Chanse rolled off Oliver's bed; Oliver sat up, and she started to walk to his door, "Don't leave, Chanse!" Chanse turned around and looked at Oliver. She opened the door, and pointed across the hall at the door.
"See that door?"
"Yeah, that's Harry Potter and Ron Weasley's room...So what?" Chanse looked over at Oliver, then looked back at the door and slowly shut the door. She started to walk back to Oliver, and she sat down on the edge of the bed. "Chanse you ok?" Oliver scooted over next to Chanse's side.
Chanse looked into Oliver's brown eyes with tears filling her eyes. "All that stuff I told you, hurt me, but not to badly, becomes something good came and replaced everything. So it wasn't that hard to deal with. But there's one thing I was told, and nothing could ever replace it and make me feel better, except do what I promised never to do."
Oliver scooted over to Chanse and looked at her face. "What?"
"That boy across the hall from you..."
"Ron?"
Chanse quickly looked up at Oliver, "No...not him."
"Harry?"
Chanse blinked, and a tear slowly rolled down face. Chanse looked up into Oliver's eyes, "What about Harry? What did Harry do?"
"Harry didn't do anything..."
"Is that the problem, Harry didn't do something?" Chanse tried to look at Oliver with anger but she was too sad to do it, "Sorry, continued."
"No, Harry didn't do anything. See my father married a woman named Hailey, my mom. Then mom was burnt at the stake. And my mother's dying wishes were for me to go live with her stepsister, and her husband. So my dad said that was fine and he said if his wife didn't want, what happened to, to happen to me, that he would stay out of my life. So a year my father remarried a women and they had a child, my half-brother..." Chanse closed her eyes as tight as she could, "That child is.." Chanse couldn't hold back her tears and began to cry, "That child is my...brother."
Oliver's jaw dropped, but then a few seconds he closed his mouth and pulled Chanse close.
"Chanse its ok you can tell him, I know it may be hard to but Harry should know that he has a..."
"NO!" Chanse pushed off of Oliver, "He can't know I promised my parents that I wouldn't tell him, that I am his sister. Promise me Oliver you won't tell him!"
"But why can't he know?"
"Because Voldemort will find us. And my mom said that one of us will die and one will survive, with the pain." Oliver looked puzzled and pulled Chanse close to him, and Chanse began to cry heavily.
"This is hurting you to much, you need to tell him." Chanse couldn't talk so she nodded yes. "We'll do it when you're ready though, and only when you're ready. But so that it doesn't hurt you so much you can still become friends with him, can't you?" Chanse popped off of Oliver and looked at him.
"That's right I can. My parents never said anything about that. TO his face I can be his friend but behind his back I can be like a guardian angel..."
"You can be a what?"
Chanse shook her head, "Muggle thing. I'll be like Batman..."
"Huh, Batman?"
"Oh sorry, um...What would make sense to you...Oh I'll be like a shadow in the night. He'll only know me as a friend, but the truth is I'll protect him like his big sister...You're a genius, Oliver." Chanse jumped over to Oliver and gave him a great big hug, and a kiss on the cheek. \
Chanse moved off of Oliver and looked at him and smiled. Oliver reached by his bed and took a tissue and wiped Chanse's tears and then rested his hand on her cheek, and slowly and softly pulled her face to his. The laid his forehead on hers, "Thank you Oliver." Chanse whispered, and Oliver nodded.
After Oliver had calmed Chanse down some more, she got up and put on her cloak.
She walked to Oliver's door and started on her way out, "Chanse..." Oliver whispered loudly. Chanse took her hood off and peeked her head back in.
"Yeah?"
"You got a date for the Halloween Feast?" Chanse bit her lower lip and looked down and then looked back up.
"No," Chanse smiled, "I don't."
"Well, I was thinking, that you know,"
"Yeah?"
"Since you don't have a date and I don't." Chanse put her hands on her hips.
"Oliver just spit it out." Chanse snapped.
"Do you want to go to the Halloween Feast Ball with yours truly?"
Chanse laughed, "I'll have to think about it." She put back on her hood and walked out of the room and shut the door.
She slowly walked over to Harry's door, and she placed her hand on the doorknob and thought about if she should open it or not.
'Now or never' she thought.
'No, Chanse, don't do it!' Geno screamed.
'Geno, I have to.'
'No you don't. Just turn around and walk away.'
'NO! I'm doing this with or without you.'
'But...Chanse!'
'Chanse out.' Chanse broke the connection in her head between Geno and herself.
She slowly opened the door and walked in and quickly shut the door behind her.
Chanse turned around and realized she couldn't see a thing. She reached into her pocket and pulled out her wand, "Lumos" she whispered, and the tip of her wand began to glow. Chanse stopped and looked around and saw all kinds of weird things everywhere. "Well, he's a little messing isn't he?" Chanse looked all around and saw food rappers everywhere.
She continued to walk around then she saw two beds on the other side of the room, "Which bed?" She looked at both of them and walked over to the right one.
She walked up next to the bed and there were a couple of candy rappers laying on it. She looked at the bed and underneath the covers she saw red hair sticking out from them. "Damn." She sighed.
She slowly walked over to Harry's bed and saw her baby brother sleeping so peacefully. She began to cry, and she quietly bent down next to Harry's bed and laid her arms down on the bed with her head on them. She looked up at him, and stroked his hair back, and then she stood up.
She took off her hood and then bent down and kissed his forehead, "Don't worry baby brother, I'm here for you." She moved a bang off to the side, and watched him for a little bit longer.
She then quickly put back on her cloak hood and went out of the room. Once she was out of the room she leaned against the door, she let out a sigh, and then she held up her wand, "Nox." The light disappeared from her wand.
Chanse slowly walked down out of the Gryffindor house, and back to Ravenclaw's house.
Once back in her room she took off her cloak, crawled back into bed, and went to sleep.