Recovering from the shock of just being told that she was adopted,
Meghan had half a mind to just slam the door in her face and just not say
another word about it for the rest of her life. Instead she beckoned Lily
into their home and motioned her to sit down in one of her soft upholstered
chairs. Green octaves fixed on Lily's kind face; Meghan listened intently
to what she had to say. If all that she had said so far was true, then
Meghan knew why she was so different from her parents. Even though it
didn't make sense to her right now, it seemed like the truth.
"Please tell me everything," Meghan said, more calmly then she actually felt. Without an explanation, she would never be able to understand. And if she couldn't understand, then there was nothing else to do or say.
Joyous that her only daughter allowed her into her home, or at least what she had called home for the last sixteen years, Lily just couldn't believe how much Meghan looked like Harry, and also like James. Sitting down in the normal chair that inhabited the home, Lily felt slightly awkward, being the one who just broke the news to this family, who seemed to really care for Meghan as though she was their real daughter. Not knowing where to begin in her tale, Lily decided to call on someone who did know, the one who was there from pretty much the very beginning. Chanting some words, Lily concentrated with great difficulty until an audible pop sounded. There, standing in the middle of the family room was Sirius Black.
"Hallo Lily" he said cheerfully, observing his current surroundings. It flicked on a switch in the back of his head, like he recognized where he was, but it just didn't completely register.
Meghan couldn't believe the scene she just beheld, nothing like that was ever possible. You couldn't just appear out of thin air; it was almost like.magic or something. A small gasp escaped her lips as she realized what they were. They were magical; Meghan could sense it from the both of them. Instantly she felt some recognition of his kind face, but couldn't remember who he was.
"Nice to see you again, Sirius old friend, " she said warmly, flicking her eyes over the astounded faces of Meghan and her sobbing parents.
"May I ask why you summoned me, or am I just going to stand here," he said with a cheeky grin playing on his broad, good-natured face.
"Why of course" she said softly, her face relaxed into a smile "I need you to tell Meghan the whole story, right from the beginning"
Sirius's face dropped with surprise. He remembered the house now; it was the one that he had taken Meghan to under Lily's orders. Looking at her with astonishment shining in his steel blue eyes, Sirius just couldn't believe that she was actually there before him, still unharmed and grown up.
"Is that really.," he said, cutting himself off towards the end, wondering if this was just a joke. But it couldn't be, he knew that Lily wouldn't joke about something so serious. And she was a splitting image of her father and brother, down to the last messy strand of hair.
Lily nodded with a small sigh, as Sirius rushed forward to give Meghan a hug. It had been so long since he had taken her here from the ruins of the Potter's house in Godric's Hollow.
This was getting a little too weird for Meghan, receiving yet another hug from a perfect stranger, now known as Sirius. If they weren't going to tell her soon, she would plan to kick them out of her house. But something inside her told her that she would want to hear what they had to say.
"I can't believe it" Sirius said, regaining his composition and starting to pace in a straight line. He wasn't quite sure how to tell Meghan who had lived a lie for her whole life the truth. "Well, it all started fifteen years ago" he started, thinking about all that had happened in that long period of time. "You were just one year old, the same age as Harry, your twin brother" Soon enough Meghan would learn about Harry, she needed to, they were brother and sister. "One night, when everything seemed all normal, the Dark Lord paid a visit to your home and murdered James, your father, and Lily. But I had warned them ahead of time, so they took a one- life potion, which allowed them to come back to life even after he had killed them. Knowing that he might come back, Lily and James went into hiding, keeping a low profile so even Harry doesn't know that they are alive. James is back at home, waiting for you to come so he can go to Hogwarts with you and tell Harry everything as well"
Meghan's head was spinning, it was so much information to take in, but she tried to keep the confusion that was on her face to a minimum. After Sirius was done, she would ask all the questions that were floating through her head.
Clearing his throat with a small cough, Sirius continued to tell the story, trying not to leave out any important details that would be useful for Meghan's understanding. "I left you on the doorstep and you have lived here under the impression that this was your life and family. Meghan, you are a witch."
It felt like another bomb was dropped, right on top of her. "I'm a what!" she said, her breath feeling like it had left her body temporarily. "You're mistaken, I can believe that I was adopted, I mean, look at my parents, we are nothing alike. But me being a witch, that is just impossible" She was fuming now, there was so much that her parents hadn't told her, things that had been kept a secret for her whole life. Meghan was ready to run up to her room and never come out again, but she decided to hear out the rest of the story.
Sirius had prepared himself for her reaction, but all the same, he continued with his explanation. "Ok, here is you past. James and Lily Potter are your parents, James died when you were very young, but as you can see, Lily is in front of you. This year you will attend Hogwarts, a large wizarding school where your brother attends. He is your twin, born at the same time as you, and if I say so you have a striking resemblance." he gave her a small smile before continuing. "I know that this is hard on you, but you had to know" he sighed loudly, his shoulders dropping to his sides.
"Meghan darling, we're so sorry," her father said, still comforting her sobbing mother. He couldn't even comprehend what had just happened, it was like their family was being torn apart before his eyes.
"How could you, how could you" she said, staring at her parents with a look of disgust on her face, her eyes flaming with anger. Getting up rather quickly from her seat, Meghan ran up the stairs that led upstairs, feeling the stair squeak under her heavy footsteps. Pearly tears filled her eyes as she slammed the door as hard as she could manage, the house shaking with shock. Pouncing on her soft feather bed, the mattress caving in slightly under her weight. Large sobs erupted from her lips, her eyes red with tearstains, and her body shaking from how upset she was.
Lily was ready to go after her, but Sirius put his large hand on her shoulder, telling her not to go, it would just upset her more. It was like a sensory overload, even for him.
Meghan's mother finally stopped her crying and looked up at the people that were in her household, ruining the life that they had tried to give her. Slowly standing, Joanne walked upstairs not taking a second look back at her husband. Knocking softly on the door, her knuckles white from the clenched state they had been in for the last fifteen minutes, she awaited Meghan's response.
'Sod off' she thought to herself, but wouldn't say because she knew how sad her mother was already. "Come in" she said exasperatedly, covering her face with the goose down pillow that had so many smells of the past collected in it. She had gotten her tears out and was now acting calm and collected, but inside she felt like a raging volcano ready to explode.
Her mother calmly collected herself before turning the brass doorknob and entering the room. "I think we need to talk"
"Oh what about mother dearest" she said sarcastically, a small grimace on her face. "The fact that I'm adopted or the other part, wait it's coming back to me, oh yes, I'm a witch" Her voice was loud now, probably because of the fact that she was really ticked and her mother just walked right in like everything was pretty much ok. "Just get out" she said calmly, her voice lowering, but the command still forceful. Her plaid pillow went over her distressed face once more, like she was trying to block everything out.
At that, Joanne turned on her heel and left, not knowing what she could say or do to help her daughter. But then the truth hit her; Meghan wasn't her daughter at all, she wasn't even a blood relative. She was in a state of shock now; even tears weren't able to come. But that was nothing compared to how Meghan felt.
After Meghan removed the pillow from her tear-streaked face, she realized the decision that she had to make. She could either stay here with her family that she has known all her life, forgetting that this event ever happened. Or she could go with Lily and Sirius, meet her brother and father, and live a happier life where she wasn't always considered a freak. Now she knew why that was though, she, Meghan, was a witch. It all seemed to make sense in a strange way, it definitely explained why she was always doing strange things and treated like an outcast. Meghan sulked over to her dresser and began to pull out all of her clothes, piling them into a neat pile on the end of her bed. Next she got out her large suitcase, which she squished the clothes into. This was just something that she had to do, for herself.
Picking up the extremely large suitcase, now filled to the brim with clothes, Meghan let out a long sigh before heading back downstairs for the final time.
"I'm ready to go," she said loudly, breaking the silence in the room that was so thick, you could have cut it with a knife. Giving a weak smile to Lily and Sirius, Meghan nodded her head and waited for them to take her wherever they were planning to. "I guess this is it," she said to her parents, her face going blank, and her voice monotone.
"I guess so," her father said softly, getting up and giving her one last hug. "I wish you the best with whatever life gives you, I just hope that you still consider us your family somewhat" Letting her go, Dave stared at his daughter, the one that he had raised as his own, then with one final smile he winked and watched as she moved over to her real family.
"I'll write to you sometime," she said, flashing one more smile at him, feeling a sense of fear wash over her. How could she trust these people, how did she know that they weren't just lying.
Her mother remained seated; her face turned down to the ground, not saying a word. But that didn't matter to Meghan, she had never been very close with Joanne anyway.
"Lets go then" Sirius said enthusiastically, helping Lily up from her seat and pulling out his wand. Quickly muttering some words that were only just distinguishable, they all heard another pop, and the three were gone from sight, now standing in the middle of the Hogwarts entrance hall.
A wry smile lit Meghan's face as she stared around the warm stone hall, which quickly became a silent gasp. It was exactly like a picture that always inhabited her dreams at night, a castle. But it seemed like nobody was in there; it looked completely empty to her eyes.
Just then a man began to walk down the stairs, looking very old indeed, but a twinkle in his eye made him seem kind. "Ah I believe you are Meghan," he said softly, giving her a smile. Not saying another word, he beckoned them to follow as he led them to his office. "Peppermint Imps" he said, watching as the stone gargoyle that guarded the entrance jumped aside, allowing them inside.
It was like nothing she had ever seen before, odds and ends zooming around the cluttered room. It felt like home though, not just a storage closet that some would have thought. It most definitely had magical qualities. Then something else drew her attention, a man, sitting in a chair up the flight of stairs. He was instantly recognizable; he had to be her real father.
"Meghan, oh Meghan" he cried out as he watched her approach. James would have run down to see her, but from the look on her face, she looked ready to break down any second. Instead he just looked at her, and how amazingly similar she looked to him, just as Harry did.
Hearing the voice coming from her father, Meghan just smiled, not opening her mouth for the fear of being sick all over the lovely room. When they came to the table, Dumbledore motioned for them all to sit down in chairs that he had just conjured up out of thin air.
"Now, we have much to do, and little time before you two are discovered" he said in a hurried tone, checking the door to make sure that no others were outside listening. "Sirius, I need you to go find Harry in your Animagi form, make sure no one knows who you are"
Hearing those words Sirius transformed into the large black dog, exiting out of the door and going after Harry. It was just between classes so he had to be very careful.
Meanwhile, back in Dumbledore's office, Meghan sat uncomfortably, feeling as though all eyes were on her, which they were.
Dumbledore surveyed her with great interest, remembering what he had to do. "Meghan if you would be so kind as to just stay there while I get the Sorting Hat" he said, hurrying out of his seat and climbing up a rustic ladder, bringing a patched up old hat with him. Placing it on her head, he stood back and let it do its work.
"Ah, another Potter I see" the hat said, a brim opening for it's mouth, concentrating hard. "Just as difficult as the last one, courageous, yes, but ambitious as well. You have many of the qualities that were enable you to join any house, but I think you would do best in GRYFFINDOR" it finally said, the brim closing and becoming silent once more.
Lily and James were very happy to know that she didn't end up in Slytherin, which might have been a possibility if Harry had almost been placed there. "Congratulations" they both said in unison, giving her pats on the back.
Meghan would have been perfectly happy, but she didn't have a clue what it all meant. "Um..excuse me" she said cautiously, her eyes turned to the floor. "Could someone possibly explain what just happened, I'm a little confused at the moment" Before she said another word, Dumbledore gave her another kind smile and began to explain.
"There are four houses at Hogwarts, Gryffindor, Slytherin, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw," he said slowly, trying to assure that she understood everything. "You were just sorted into Gryffindor, which Harry is part of as well, you will sleep in the dormitories provided, and go to all the classes that the Gryffindors have" Then he remembered one more thing, Ollivander was waiting for her to arrive, so she could get her wand. It wasn't regular for this to happen, but it was an exception. Other then that, he had all of her other school supplies, down to the last book.
"Thank you, I think I get it now," she said, managing a small smile in Dumbledore's direction, grateful that he didn't expect too much from her. More then ever now, she wanted to meet her brother, and all of his friends, just wanted to experience this world.
"Ah yes, Mr. Ollivander" said Dumbledore, bowing slightly at the old man's entrance into the office. His piercing blue eyes surveyed around, then stopping on Meghan, he smiled. Pulling out the large selection of wands that he had brought, he handed them to Meghan, one by one.
Suddenly Meghan found herself being paraded by wands, grabbing the one that he had first held out for her, she waved it around, but nothing happened. She felt it get pulled out of her hand and quickly replaced by another, which she waved as well, but this time a small spinning top exploded on the high shelf. "No that's not the one" Ollivander mumbled under his breath, pulling another one out of it's box. Taking the next one, Meghan felt like an electric shock went through her fingers, then a small amount of light blossomed from the end. "Excellent" he said quickly pulling it out of her tight grasp and placing it in the box, before handing it back to her. "This is maple, 8 inches, with a mermaid scale, which is not something I usually use, but I thought it would work out nicely. Very good, yes" he finished, his muttering not ceasing, until at last he had left the office.
A knock came from the door, and in stepped Sirius, now back to his normal form, and a boy who looked like a mirror image of her. She knew at once who this was, just as she had recognized James, this had to be Harry, her brother.
Ok, next chapter, Harry is going to find that his parents are alive, have a mental overload, and then find that he has a sister who makes him even more freaked out. I thought that Meghan would meet his friends this chapter, but it didn't work out that way..
"Please tell me everything," Meghan said, more calmly then she actually felt. Without an explanation, she would never be able to understand. And if she couldn't understand, then there was nothing else to do or say.
Joyous that her only daughter allowed her into her home, or at least what she had called home for the last sixteen years, Lily just couldn't believe how much Meghan looked like Harry, and also like James. Sitting down in the normal chair that inhabited the home, Lily felt slightly awkward, being the one who just broke the news to this family, who seemed to really care for Meghan as though she was their real daughter. Not knowing where to begin in her tale, Lily decided to call on someone who did know, the one who was there from pretty much the very beginning. Chanting some words, Lily concentrated with great difficulty until an audible pop sounded. There, standing in the middle of the family room was Sirius Black.
"Hallo Lily" he said cheerfully, observing his current surroundings. It flicked on a switch in the back of his head, like he recognized where he was, but it just didn't completely register.
Meghan couldn't believe the scene she just beheld, nothing like that was ever possible. You couldn't just appear out of thin air; it was almost like.magic or something. A small gasp escaped her lips as she realized what they were. They were magical; Meghan could sense it from the both of them. Instantly she felt some recognition of his kind face, but couldn't remember who he was.
"Nice to see you again, Sirius old friend, " she said warmly, flicking her eyes over the astounded faces of Meghan and her sobbing parents.
"May I ask why you summoned me, or am I just going to stand here," he said with a cheeky grin playing on his broad, good-natured face.
"Why of course" she said softly, her face relaxed into a smile "I need you to tell Meghan the whole story, right from the beginning"
Sirius's face dropped with surprise. He remembered the house now; it was the one that he had taken Meghan to under Lily's orders. Looking at her with astonishment shining in his steel blue eyes, Sirius just couldn't believe that she was actually there before him, still unharmed and grown up.
"Is that really.," he said, cutting himself off towards the end, wondering if this was just a joke. But it couldn't be, he knew that Lily wouldn't joke about something so serious. And she was a splitting image of her father and brother, down to the last messy strand of hair.
Lily nodded with a small sigh, as Sirius rushed forward to give Meghan a hug. It had been so long since he had taken her here from the ruins of the Potter's house in Godric's Hollow.
This was getting a little too weird for Meghan, receiving yet another hug from a perfect stranger, now known as Sirius. If they weren't going to tell her soon, she would plan to kick them out of her house. But something inside her told her that she would want to hear what they had to say.
"I can't believe it" Sirius said, regaining his composition and starting to pace in a straight line. He wasn't quite sure how to tell Meghan who had lived a lie for her whole life the truth. "Well, it all started fifteen years ago" he started, thinking about all that had happened in that long period of time. "You were just one year old, the same age as Harry, your twin brother" Soon enough Meghan would learn about Harry, she needed to, they were brother and sister. "One night, when everything seemed all normal, the Dark Lord paid a visit to your home and murdered James, your father, and Lily. But I had warned them ahead of time, so they took a one- life potion, which allowed them to come back to life even after he had killed them. Knowing that he might come back, Lily and James went into hiding, keeping a low profile so even Harry doesn't know that they are alive. James is back at home, waiting for you to come so he can go to Hogwarts with you and tell Harry everything as well"
Meghan's head was spinning, it was so much information to take in, but she tried to keep the confusion that was on her face to a minimum. After Sirius was done, she would ask all the questions that were floating through her head.
Clearing his throat with a small cough, Sirius continued to tell the story, trying not to leave out any important details that would be useful for Meghan's understanding. "I left you on the doorstep and you have lived here under the impression that this was your life and family. Meghan, you are a witch."
It felt like another bomb was dropped, right on top of her. "I'm a what!" she said, her breath feeling like it had left her body temporarily. "You're mistaken, I can believe that I was adopted, I mean, look at my parents, we are nothing alike. But me being a witch, that is just impossible" She was fuming now, there was so much that her parents hadn't told her, things that had been kept a secret for her whole life. Meghan was ready to run up to her room and never come out again, but she decided to hear out the rest of the story.
Sirius had prepared himself for her reaction, but all the same, he continued with his explanation. "Ok, here is you past. James and Lily Potter are your parents, James died when you were very young, but as you can see, Lily is in front of you. This year you will attend Hogwarts, a large wizarding school where your brother attends. He is your twin, born at the same time as you, and if I say so you have a striking resemblance." he gave her a small smile before continuing. "I know that this is hard on you, but you had to know" he sighed loudly, his shoulders dropping to his sides.
"Meghan darling, we're so sorry," her father said, still comforting her sobbing mother. He couldn't even comprehend what had just happened, it was like their family was being torn apart before his eyes.
"How could you, how could you" she said, staring at her parents with a look of disgust on her face, her eyes flaming with anger. Getting up rather quickly from her seat, Meghan ran up the stairs that led upstairs, feeling the stair squeak under her heavy footsteps. Pearly tears filled her eyes as she slammed the door as hard as she could manage, the house shaking with shock. Pouncing on her soft feather bed, the mattress caving in slightly under her weight. Large sobs erupted from her lips, her eyes red with tearstains, and her body shaking from how upset she was.
Lily was ready to go after her, but Sirius put his large hand on her shoulder, telling her not to go, it would just upset her more. It was like a sensory overload, even for him.
Meghan's mother finally stopped her crying and looked up at the people that were in her household, ruining the life that they had tried to give her. Slowly standing, Joanne walked upstairs not taking a second look back at her husband. Knocking softly on the door, her knuckles white from the clenched state they had been in for the last fifteen minutes, she awaited Meghan's response.
'Sod off' she thought to herself, but wouldn't say because she knew how sad her mother was already. "Come in" she said exasperatedly, covering her face with the goose down pillow that had so many smells of the past collected in it. She had gotten her tears out and was now acting calm and collected, but inside she felt like a raging volcano ready to explode.
Her mother calmly collected herself before turning the brass doorknob and entering the room. "I think we need to talk"
"Oh what about mother dearest" she said sarcastically, a small grimace on her face. "The fact that I'm adopted or the other part, wait it's coming back to me, oh yes, I'm a witch" Her voice was loud now, probably because of the fact that she was really ticked and her mother just walked right in like everything was pretty much ok. "Just get out" she said calmly, her voice lowering, but the command still forceful. Her plaid pillow went over her distressed face once more, like she was trying to block everything out.
At that, Joanne turned on her heel and left, not knowing what she could say or do to help her daughter. But then the truth hit her; Meghan wasn't her daughter at all, she wasn't even a blood relative. She was in a state of shock now; even tears weren't able to come. But that was nothing compared to how Meghan felt.
After Meghan removed the pillow from her tear-streaked face, she realized the decision that she had to make. She could either stay here with her family that she has known all her life, forgetting that this event ever happened. Or she could go with Lily and Sirius, meet her brother and father, and live a happier life where she wasn't always considered a freak. Now she knew why that was though, she, Meghan, was a witch. It all seemed to make sense in a strange way, it definitely explained why she was always doing strange things and treated like an outcast. Meghan sulked over to her dresser and began to pull out all of her clothes, piling them into a neat pile on the end of her bed. Next she got out her large suitcase, which she squished the clothes into. This was just something that she had to do, for herself.
Picking up the extremely large suitcase, now filled to the brim with clothes, Meghan let out a long sigh before heading back downstairs for the final time.
"I'm ready to go," she said loudly, breaking the silence in the room that was so thick, you could have cut it with a knife. Giving a weak smile to Lily and Sirius, Meghan nodded her head and waited for them to take her wherever they were planning to. "I guess this is it," she said to her parents, her face going blank, and her voice monotone.
"I guess so," her father said softly, getting up and giving her one last hug. "I wish you the best with whatever life gives you, I just hope that you still consider us your family somewhat" Letting her go, Dave stared at his daughter, the one that he had raised as his own, then with one final smile he winked and watched as she moved over to her real family.
"I'll write to you sometime," she said, flashing one more smile at him, feeling a sense of fear wash over her. How could she trust these people, how did she know that they weren't just lying.
Her mother remained seated; her face turned down to the ground, not saying a word. But that didn't matter to Meghan, she had never been very close with Joanne anyway.
"Lets go then" Sirius said enthusiastically, helping Lily up from her seat and pulling out his wand. Quickly muttering some words that were only just distinguishable, they all heard another pop, and the three were gone from sight, now standing in the middle of the Hogwarts entrance hall.
A wry smile lit Meghan's face as she stared around the warm stone hall, which quickly became a silent gasp. It was exactly like a picture that always inhabited her dreams at night, a castle. But it seemed like nobody was in there; it looked completely empty to her eyes.
Just then a man began to walk down the stairs, looking very old indeed, but a twinkle in his eye made him seem kind. "Ah I believe you are Meghan," he said softly, giving her a smile. Not saying another word, he beckoned them to follow as he led them to his office. "Peppermint Imps" he said, watching as the stone gargoyle that guarded the entrance jumped aside, allowing them inside.
It was like nothing she had ever seen before, odds and ends zooming around the cluttered room. It felt like home though, not just a storage closet that some would have thought. It most definitely had magical qualities. Then something else drew her attention, a man, sitting in a chair up the flight of stairs. He was instantly recognizable; he had to be her real father.
"Meghan, oh Meghan" he cried out as he watched her approach. James would have run down to see her, but from the look on her face, she looked ready to break down any second. Instead he just looked at her, and how amazingly similar she looked to him, just as Harry did.
Hearing the voice coming from her father, Meghan just smiled, not opening her mouth for the fear of being sick all over the lovely room. When they came to the table, Dumbledore motioned for them all to sit down in chairs that he had just conjured up out of thin air.
"Now, we have much to do, and little time before you two are discovered" he said in a hurried tone, checking the door to make sure that no others were outside listening. "Sirius, I need you to go find Harry in your Animagi form, make sure no one knows who you are"
Hearing those words Sirius transformed into the large black dog, exiting out of the door and going after Harry. It was just between classes so he had to be very careful.
Meanwhile, back in Dumbledore's office, Meghan sat uncomfortably, feeling as though all eyes were on her, which they were.
Dumbledore surveyed her with great interest, remembering what he had to do. "Meghan if you would be so kind as to just stay there while I get the Sorting Hat" he said, hurrying out of his seat and climbing up a rustic ladder, bringing a patched up old hat with him. Placing it on her head, he stood back and let it do its work.
"Ah, another Potter I see" the hat said, a brim opening for it's mouth, concentrating hard. "Just as difficult as the last one, courageous, yes, but ambitious as well. You have many of the qualities that were enable you to join any house, but I think you would do best in GRYFFINDOR" it finally said, the brim closing and becoming silent once more.
Lily and James were very happy to know that she didn't end up in Slytherin, which might have been a possibility if Harry had almost been placed there. "Congratulations" they both said in unison, giving her pats on the back.
Meghan would have been perfectly happy, but she didn't have a clue what it all meant. "Um..excuse me" she said cautiously, her eyes turned to the floor. "Could someone possibly explain what just happened, I'm a little confused at the moment" Before she said another word, Dumbledore gave her another kind smile and began to explain.
"There are four houses at Hogwarts, Gryffindor, Slytherin, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw," he said slowly, trying to assure that she understood everything. "You were just sorted into Gryffindor, which Harry is part of as well, you will sleep in the dormitories provided, and go to all the classes that the Gryffindors have" Then he remembered one more thing, Ollivander was waiting for her to arrive, so she could get her wand. It wasn't regular for this to happen, but it was an exception. Other then that, he had all of her other school supplies, down to the last book.
"Thank you, I think I get it now," she said, managing a small smile in Dumbledore's direction, grateful that he didn't expect too much from her. More then ever now, she wanted to meet her brother, and all of his friends, just wanted to experience this world.
"Ah yes, Mr. Ollivander" said Dumbledore, bowing slightly at the old man's entrance into the office. His piercing blue eyes surveyed around, then stopping on Meghan, he smiled. Pulling out the large selection of wands that he had brought, he handed them to Meghan, one by one.
Suddenly Meghan found herself being paraded by wands, grabbing the one that he had first held out for her, she waved it around, but nothing happened. She felt it get pulled out of her hand and quickly replaced by another, which she waved as well, but this time a small spinning top exploded on the high shelf. "No that's not the one" Ollivander mumbled under his breath, pulling another one out of it's box. Taking the next one, Meghan felt like an electric shock went through her fingers, then a small amount of light blossomed from the end. "Excellent" he said quickly pulling it out of her tight grasp and placing it in the box, before handing it back to her. "This is maple, 8 inches, with a mermaid scale, which is not something I usually use, but I thought it would work out nicely. Very good, yes" he finished, his muttering not ceasing, until at last he had left the office.
A knock came from the door, and in stepped Sirius, now back to his normal form, and a boy who looked like a mirror image of her. She knew at once who this was, just as she had recognized James, this had to be Harry, her brother.
Ok, next chapter, Harry is going to find that his parents are alive, have a mental overload, and then find that he has a sister who makes him even more freaked out. I thought that Meghan would meet his friends this chapter, but it didn't work out that way..
