Kari started over to the dresser and opened the top drawer. Inside she found a thin, black box. She walked over to Jes, who was now examining the bed, and showed him the box. Without spoken words, they both knew that the box should be opened. She slowly opened the lid and inside were the most beautiful rings she had ever seen. They had inscriptions on them and it looked as though it was some foreign language. Jes picked it up to examine closer.
"Kari, can you translate this?" He said.
"Yeah, I think so," she replied. "It says, um…. This looks like Greek, but I'm not sure. Oh yes, here it is." She had it figured out. "The three who wear these rings shall be one."
"Never heard that one before," Jes said when she'd finished. He picked up one of the rings and slipped it on his finger, it was a perfect fit. Kari too put on one of the rings, and put the box, containing the last ring, in her pocket. She glanced at the room, There were two panels in the walls, that Kari thought, used to be doors. She walked over to one, knocked, and heaved her shoulder onto the panel. To her great surprise, it gave way, and she was heaved into a familiar-looking room. Jes rushed over. It was a second before Kari realized that she was standing in Jes's closet.
"Jes go and see where the other panel goes," she said. He rushed over and heaved on the panel, she rushed over to see where it ended up. Jes was now standing in her own closet that was filled with clothes. Kari, who was not yet ready to leave, closed the panel that she had originally opened. Jes did the same, and they went over to the bed to think about what had just happened.
"Should we tell mum and dad?" Jes asked.
"I don't know. What would they say if we told them about this?" She said pointing at the ring on her finger. Jes shrugged and looked at the other furniture, wondering what to do next. Suddenly he got up and started to look in the drawers of the old dresser. When he found nothing, he looked over at Kari.
"We could keep this a secret," he said softly. " We could wait to tell mum and dad, but if they found out, they might be upset. Hey, this could be our secret meeting place." Kari agreed. They would keep the secret until their parents found out. Then, Kari got up and walked over to the panel, and pushed it open. She walked into the room, and Jes followed. Jes then raced upstairs to the attic to hide the secret entrance that they had entered through. When Jes came back down, Kari had already put the panel in place. If you didn't know that it was there, then it would be impossible to notice.
After dinner, Jes and Kari went up to their rooms to get ready for bed. After bidding Jes goodnight, Kari lay down. For the first time in years, she and Jes had their very own secret place, one that they could go into when everyone else was asleep, or just to be alone.
When she awoke the next morning, she realized suddenly that it was their birthday. She ran into Jes's room and prodded him awake. He woke up at once and they raced downstairs to find their parents arranging presents on the kitchen table.
The day was filled with food, laughter, and presents. Kari had never seen Jes so happy. After lunch Kari turned on the radio and tried to find an American station. When she found one, it took her a second to realize that her favorite song was playing. How you remind me, by Nickelback. That night, while Kari was getting ready for bed, she smiled at herself. She thought. We have the best parents in the whole world, even if we are adopted. Jes, who was still awake, replied. I know. Goodnight Kari. She didn't have time to reply, because before Jes had finished, she had fallen asleep.
The month that was left before their first day of school passed by quickly. Before she knew it, Kari was standing at King's Cross-Station, with a letter telling her how to get onto the platform.
Kari knew that her parents had gone to this school. She thought about what her mother had looked like. The only reason she knew, was because of a few very violent flashbacks she had had when she touched something that held a sort of essence. Kari of coarse was now used to these violent flashbacks, but whenever she had them, her brother not only looked impressed, but concerned as well, because her visions usually resulted in her collapsing on the floor.
It was now ten-thirty. They had just enough time to board the train and say their last good-byes to their parents. Kari loaded her trunk onto the trolley her father had retrieved. Jes loaded Ragus onto his pile of school supplies, then looked over at Kari. She went over and walked through the barrier. Her first nerves hit her like a pile of bricks.
She stared at all of the people on the platform, and was surprised at how many there were. Glancing to her left, she saw three people talking to each other. One, who was tall and thin, had untidy, jet-black hair. He was standing next to a bushy-haired girl, who was talking to a boy with flame-red hair. Kari's thoughts were interrupted when she heard a shout from behind.
"Hey, Kari, Jes, how are you?" Kari looked up to see Veronica running over to her. She left her brother and started looking for a compartment on the train. They were all full, except for one in the very back, which was occupied by the three people she had seen talking to each other when she stepped onto the platform. They looked about her age.
"Do you mind if my brother and I join you?" Jes then walked into the compartment, grinning. Before they could answer she said. "Oh how rude of me, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Kari Potter and this is my brother, Jes. We have just exchanged here from our old school in America, and I'm afraid that we don't know anybody yet." Kari glanced at the three people standing in front of her. The bushy-haired girl's jaw had dropped.
"Oh, did you say Potter?" She began.
"Yeah, is something wrong?" The black haired boy stepped foreword, and appeared to be examining them quit closely.
"My last name is Potter too. Where are your parents, maybe we can sort this out." He said.
"Our parents died when we were younger." Jes said, glaring at the red-haired boy, who was eyeing him suspiciously. " If you would like to meet our current parents, they just left."
"Oh, do you know the names of your original parents?" The boy said.
"Yes. We do. They were Lily and James Potter. Why?"
"I can't believe it! I think I have a brother and sister!" The boy looked with black hair said, "By the way, my name is Harry,"