Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. I do own Perri though!

Perri sat in deep thought even forgetting that she had to get back to the orphanage before dinner. Harry also was pondering about how they both have a scar right above their opposite eyes in the shape of a lightning bolt. 'It can't be mere coincidence, can it?' Perri questioned her self. 'Maybe she was the daughter of some witch and wizard too! Noo, what am I thinking? How did she get it? How can she possibly have the exact same scar but above the opposite eye?' Harry thought to him self.
"It can't be mere coincidence," they both said defiantly then looked at each other.
"But," Perri started, "It's not like you dream about your parents dying almost every night!"
Perri hadn't meant this to be an accusation, but it had ended up that way. Harry's look got solemn and he sat up on his bed.
` "Yes, I do," Harry answered trying to fight back tears. Perri hadn't expected this answer, Harry could tell from the look on her face.
"Harry, do you see a flash of green light in your dreams?" Perri asked and Harry nodded. "Oh my gosh!"
"What?"
"Time?" Perri said frantically.
"Four thirty, why?"
"I need to get back to the orphanage," Perri said getting up. "Why don't you come over tomorrow. You know where it is right?"
"Yeah, I'll come."

Perri had the dream again tonight, but there was some one else in it too. A little baby along with her, her brother. She had been in the cradle and her brother in mom's arms. (She was in the cradle because her mom put the protection spell on her already and was now putting it on her brother.) Then there was a scream, supposedly her dad. Then there was a bang on the door, trying to open it. It opened and there was a flash of green light as her mother fell dead on ground knocking over the crib. She crawled over to her mother not understanding. Her brother was still alive in their mother's arms. Harry crawled over to his sister and the tall dark person held up a ... twig? He said the same thing but instead of them dying it rebounded on the dark hooded figure. His body seemed to fall dead, but then it disappeared and all that was left was a cloak. A dark misty stuff lingered in the air and started to fly around the room knocking over things; then finally flying out the broken window.

Perri sat up in bed her eyes wide in terror and her hair sticking to her face because she was sweating. It was all explained to her, she was to excited to be frightened about the dream. She may finally be able to know who her parents are. 'Or were...' she suddenly felt very gloomy indeed. Her parents had died in the dreams she always had, but had never gone so far before in it. She had a brother who had diminished the dark figure. 'Who is my brother? Is he still alive?' she thought. Then it hit her, same birthday, same scar...

A/N: Cliffy hanger!! Don't you love them? Okay so it is sort of obvious who her brother is but I'm just going to make you dread it. Really sorry this is so short, been busy with schoolwork. I'll update (longer chapter I may say) when I reach ten reviews for this.