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"Boy! Get down here now!" yelled Uncle Vernon. Harry Potter sighed in frustration, shut his transfiguration textbook and put his quill down. At this rate, he'd never get his homework done in time for school. Snape wouldn't care-he would give Harry detention at any chance he could. He ran downstairs and into the lounge where Uncle Vernon was waiting.
"Yes, Uncle Vernon?" he asked, annoyed.
"Don't take that tone with me boy!" snarled Uncle Vernon, his face turning an ugly red colour. He brandished a letter. "I have a letter from.from those.those FREAKS and they want you to go to your school. Your crackpot headmaster is picking you up tomorrow."
"Don't call him a crackpot," said Harry quietly, fighting to keep his anger down.
"You are an ungrateful little boy. I could have just as easily kicked you out ages ago! You don't deserve to live under this roof!"
Harry curled his hands into fists. He ground his teeth and waited for his uncle to finish, trying not to blow anything up.
"I don't care what you think, but I don't want that freak in my house!" raged Uncle Vernon. "Now get out of my sight!"
Harry got out of there as fast as possible. He took a deep breath and went upstairs. As soon as he shut the door in his room, he let out a whoop of joy, startling his owl, Hedwig awake. She hooted indignantly in her cage. Harry turned to her.
"Sorry Hedwig,"he smiled. "But Dumbledore's going to pick me up tomorrow! No more Dursleys!" Hedwig hooted again as she watched Harry speed around the small room, stuffing all his school things into his large Hogwarts trunk ready for tomorrow.
"I can't wait for tomorrow," Harry whispered as he finally fell asleep that night, a smile on his lips.
At exactly 11am the next morning, the doorbell to number 4 Privet Drive rang. Harry practically flew to the door and wrenched it open to reveal Albus Dumbledore, in his funny patterned robes and moon shaped glasses, inspecting the doorbell.
"Ah, good morning, Harry," he smiled straightening up. "I trust you are ready to go?"
"Yeah, my trunk's just upstairs with my owl." Harry explained, holding the door open for him.
"Well, if you don't mind, I think we could apparate with your things from your room," suggested Dumbledore. Harry nodded and let him in. As they went upstairs, he caught a glimpse of the pale, shaking Dursleys downstairs watching them. Harry smiled. He couldn't wait to go.
"If you would hold onto my hand, and touch your things with your other hand, we can apparate to school," said Dumbledore once they were in his room. Harry grabbed onto Dumbledore and touched the owl cage and his trunk.
A few seconds later, Harry found himself outside the Gryffindor common room. Dumbledore didn't need to worry so much about anti-apparation wards, since Harry had defeated Voldemort in battle last year.
"Password?" asked the fat lady in the portrait, guarding the entrance to the Gryffindor common room.
"Knickerbocker glory," said Dumbledore and Harry smiled in amusement. He pointed his wand at his trunk and said "Wingardium Leviosa." The trunk lifted and Harry climbed through the hole in the wall. He went to his dormitory and lowered his trunk into a corner.
"Well," said Dumbledore, who had followed him upstairs. "I hope you don't mind staying here for the rest of the holiday. I will explain all in good time. Tomorrow, I would like you to come with me. I have someone I think you would like to meet. In the meantime, when you come to the Great Hall for dinner, I think you will be pleasantly surprised."
"Sir," asked Harry curiously. "Who will I meet tomorrow?"
"That you will find out." Dumbledore's eyes twinkled and he left the dormitory. "Have a nice day."
Once Dumbledore had gone, Harry started unpacking his things. 'Who the hell will I meet?' he thought in confusion as he let Hedwig out of her cage. She nipped his finger affectionately, and flew out of the open window at the side and over to the owlery.
Harry decided to have a walk, it was quite warm outside, and there was no Uncle Vernon or Aunt Petunia to nag him to do chores. As he settled down on the ground against a large oak tree beside the lake, Harry's mind wandered to what Sirius and his best friends, Hermione and Ron were doing at the moment. 'Probably snogging.' He thought as his eyes closed, and he fell asleep.
~~~DREAM SEQUENCE~~~
Harry found himself on a beach. It was peaceful and quiet, but Harry felt that there was someone watching.
Eventually, a girl came out of nowhere and sat down beside Harry. They said nothing, yet the silence was comfortable. To Harry, it felt like he had known her for ages. He turned to look at her and gasped. It was like he was staring at a female version of himself, with the same eyes and hair and the same scar.
"Who are you?" he asked in awe. The girl giggled and pushed the glasses she was wearing up her nose.
"You don't know me? Why, I'm ashamed. I would have thought it would be obvious." She giggled again. Harry shook his head in confusion. The girl sighed in disappointment.
"I'm sorry," he said after searching his memory. "But I've never met you."
"Of course you have," she said and gave him a sad sort of smile. "We were very close, a long time ago." She got up and started moving off.
"Wait!" Harry yelled and jumped up. The girl turned back to him. "What's your name?"
"Wait and see," said the girl, her eyes twinkling and disappeared.
~~~END OF DREAM SEQUENCE~~~
When Harry woke up, the sun was starting to sink, and it was getting rather breezy.
"Weird dream," he muttered as he stood up and stretched. He went down to the great hall and sat at the Gryffindor table, where a plate and cup was. His dinner appeared, and Harry tucked in after glancing around the empty Hall.
Once he had finished, Harry looked up to find Sirius and Remus standing before him beaming broadly. Harry smiled in delight.
"Sirius! Remus!" he cried. Sirius laughed and ruffled his hair affectionately.
"Hey kiddo. Guess what! We're staying here for the summer with you! Dumbledore owled us asking if we would keep you company for the summer. Of course, I was in dog form, so Moony here wrote for me!"
"Excellent!" The three of them walked to Gryffindor tower, chatting about everything under the sun. Remus showed Harry lots of spells and hexes that would come in very useful, and Sirius led them all over the school, showing them secret passages that even the Weasley twins had never found. As it neared midnight, Remus pulled Sirius away and explained to Harry why they were going.
"You've got to get some rest. You have a big day tomorrow," he advised
Harry settled into bed, too tired to work it out.
The next morning, after breakfast, Harry spotted Dumbledore walking near the transfiguration classroom, talking to Nearly Headless Nick. They finished talking and Nick floated away when Dumbledore turned to Harry.
"Ready?" he smiled as Harry went over to him. Harry nodded.
They apparated to a small detached house in the country that was covered in ivy, and had chimneys sticking at odd angles on the roof. Dumbledore knocked on the door. There was a muffled crash from behind the door, and a string of very colourful words followed after the noise. Finally, a small balding blond haired man with brown eyes appeared. His face lit up as he saw who was standing outside.
"Good morning, Mr. Baker." Said Dumbledore, smiling.
"Ah Albus! Come in, come in!" Said Mr. Baker happily. Harry and Dumbledore came in and Mr. Baker shut the door, then turned to the stairs and yelled, "Lizzie! Can you come here please?!" He smiled to Dumbledore. "Come in to the lounge. She'll be here in a minute." Dumbledore nodded, and Harry looked at both of them, wandering why they wanted him to meet a girl.
Sure enough, as Mr. Baker was talking to Dumbledore about the D.A.D.A position and who was going to take it next year, clumping was heard on the stairs, and a girl appeared. Harry gasped. It was the girl from his dream!
The girl turned to Harry and froze. They stared at each other in shock, marvelling at how similar they looked. Harry found it distinctly unnerving.
"Harry, I believe that the time has come to show you, and that you are old enough to know," smiled Dumbledore. He put a hand on Lizzie's shoulder and gently pushed her forwards to stand in front of Harry. "This is Elizabeth Lily Potter. Your sister."
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Disclaimer: I don't own any of it.
"Boy! Get down here now!" yelled Uncle Vernon. Harry Potter sighed in frustration, shut his transfiguration textbook and put his quill down. At this rate, he'd never get his homework done in time for school. Snape wouldn't care-he would give Harry detention at any chance he could. He ran downstairs and into the lounge where Uncle Vernon was waiting.
"Yes, Uncle Vernon?" he asked, annoyed.
"Don't take that tone with me boy!" snarled Uncle Vernon, his face turning an ugly red colour. He brandished a letter. "I have a letter from.from those.those FREAKS and they want you to go to your school. Your crackpot headmaster is picking you up tomorrow."
"Don't call him a crackpot," said Harry quietly, fighting to keep his anger down.
"You are an ungrateful little boy. I could have just as easily kicked you out ages ago! You don't deserve to live under this roof!"
Harry curled his hands into fists. He ground his teeth and waited for his uncle to finish, trying not to blow anything up.
"I don't care what you think, but I don't want that freak in my house!" raged Uncle Vernon. "Now get out of my sight!"
Harry got out of there as fast as possible. He took a deep breath and went upstairs. As soon as he shut the door in his room, he let out a whoop of joy, startling his owl, Hedwig awake. She hooted indignantly in her cage. Harry turned to her.
"Sorry Hedwig,"he smiled. "But Dumbledore's going to pick me up tomorrow! No more Dursleys!" Hedwig hooted again as she watched Harry speed around the small room, stuffing all his school things into his large Hogwarts trunk ready for tomorrow.
"I can't wait for tomorrow," Harry whispered as he finally fell asleep that night, a smile on his lips.
At exactly 11am the next morning, the doorbell to number 4 Privet Drive rang. Harry practically flew to the door and wrenched it open to reveal Albus Dumbledore, in his funny patterned robes and moon shaped glasses, inspecting the doorbell.
"Ah, good morning, Harry," he smiled straightening up. "I trust you are ready to go?"
"Yeah, my trunk's just upstairs with my owl." Harry explained, holding the door open for him.
"Well, if you don't mind, I think we could apparate with your things from your room," suggested Dumbledore. Harry nodded and let him in. As they went upstairs, he caught a glimpse of the pale, shaking Dursleys downstairs watching them. Harry smiled. He couldn't wait to go.
"If you would hold onto my hand, and touch your things with your other hand, we can apparate to school," said Dumbledore once they were in his room. Harry grabbed onto Dumbledore and touched the owl cage and his trunk.
A few seconds later, Harry found himself outside the Gryffindor common room. Dumbledore didn't need to worry so much about anti-apparation wards, since Harry had defeated Voldemort in battle last year.
"Password?" asked the fat lady in the portrait, guarding the entrance to the Gryffindor common room.
"Knickerbocker glory," said Dumbledore and Harry smiled in amusement. He pointed his wand at his trunk and said "Wingardium Leviosa." The trunk lifted and Harry climbed through the hole in the wall. He went to his dormitory and lowered his trunk into a corner.
"Well," said Dumbledore, who had followed him upstairs. "I hope you don't mind staying here for the rest of the holiday. I will explain all in good time. Tomorrow, I would like you to come with me. I have someone I think you would like to meet. In the meantime, when you come to the Great Hall for dinner, I think you will be pleasantly surprised."
"Sir," asked Harry curiously. "Who will I meet tomorrow?"
"That you will find out." Dumbledore's eyes twinkled and he left the dormitory. "Have a nice day."
Once Dumbledore had gone, Harry started unpacking his things. 'Who the hell will I meet?' he thought in confusion as he let Hedwig out of her cage. She nipped his finger affectionately, and flew out of the open window at the side and over to the owlery.
Harry decided to have a walk, it was quite warm outside, and there was no Uncle Vernon or Aunt Petunia to nag him to do chores. As he settled down on the ground against a large oak tree beside the lake, Harry's mind wandered to what Sirius and his best friends, Hermione and Ron were doing at the moment. 'Probably snogging.' He thought as his eyes closed, and he fell asleep.
~~~DREAM SEQUENCE~~~
Harry found himself on a beach. It was peaceful and quiet, but Harry felt that there was someone watching.
Eventually, a girl came out of nowhere and sat down beside Harry. They said nothing, yet the silence was comfortable. To Harry, it felt like he had known her for ages. He turned to look at her and gasped. It was like he was staring at a female version of himself, with the same eyes and hair and the same scar.
"Who are you?" he asked in awe. The girl giggled and pushed the glasses she was wearing up her nose.
"You don't know me? Why, I'm ashamed. I would have thought it would be obvious." She giggled again. Harry shook his head in confusion. The girl sighed in disappointment.
"I'm sorry," he said after searching his memory. "But I've never met you."
"Of course you have," she said and gave him a sad sort of smile. "We were very close, a long time ago." She got up and started moving off.
"Wait!" Harry yelled and jumped up. The girl turned back to him. "What's your name?"
"Wait and see," said the girl, her eyes twinkling and disappeared.
~~~END OF DREAM SEQUENCE~~~
When Harry woke up, the sun was starting to sink, and it was getting rather breezy.
"Weird dream," he muttered as he stood up and stretched. He went down to the great hall and sat at the Gryffindor table, where a plate and cup was. His dinner appeared, and Harry tucked in after glancing around the empty Hall.
Once he had finished, Harry looked up to find Sirius and Remus standing before him beaming broadly. Harry smiled in delight.
"Sirius! Remus!" he cried. Sirius laughed and ruffled his hair affectionately.
"Hey kiddo. Guess what! We're staying here for the summer with you! Dumbledore owled us asking if we would keep you company for the summer. Of course, I was in dog form, so Moony here wrote for me!"
"Excellent!" The three of them walked to Gryffindor tower, chatting about everything under the sun. Remus showed Harry lots of spells and hexes that would come in very useful, and Sirius led them all over the school, showing them secret passages that even the Weasley twins had never found. As it neared midnight, Remus pulled Sirius away and explained to Harry why they were going.
"You've got to get some rest. You have a big day tomorrow," he advised
Harry settled into bed, too tired to work it out.
The next morning, after breakfast, Harry spotted Dumbledore walking near the transfiguration classroom, talking to Nearly Headless Nick. They finished talking and Nick floated away when Dumbledore turned to Harry.
"Ready?" he smiled as Harry went over to him. Harry nodded.
They apparated to a small detached house in the country that was covered in ivy, and had chimneys sticking at odd angles on the roof. Dumbledore knocked on the door. There was a muffled crash from behind the door, and a string of very colourful words followed after the noise. Finally, a small balding blond haired man with brown eyes appeared. His face lit up as he saw who was standing outside.
"Good morning, Mr. Baker." Said Dumbledore, smiling.
"Ah Albus! Come in, come in!" Said Mr. Baker happily. Harry and Dumbledore came in and Mr. Baker shut the door, then turned to the stairs and yelled, "Lizzie! Can you come here please?!" He smiled to Dumbledore. "Come in to the lounge. She'll be here in a minute." Dumbledore nodded, and Harry looked at both of them, wandering why they wanted him to meet a girl.
Sure enough, as Mr. Baker was talking to Dumbledore about the D.A.D.A position and who was going to take it next year, clumping was heard on the stairs, and a girl appeared. Harry gasped. It was the girl from his dream!
The girl turned to Harry and froze. They stared at each other in shock, marvelling at how similar they looked. Harry found it distinctly unnerving.
"Harry, I believe that the time has come to show you, and that you are old enough to know," smiled Dumbledore. He put a hand on Lizzie's shoulder and gently pushed her forwards to stand in front of Harry. "This is Elizabeth Lily Potter. Your sister."
Hope you liked it . Read and review!