Drowsily opening my eyes I noticed that I was back in that white, starchy room. Sitting up slightly I craned my neck to see if the evil nurse lady was around. Seeing that I was alone I stretched and got up walked over to the window thinking about what Dumbledore told me last night. I was not alone in this world. I had a family. I also had a twin brother who had gone through almost the same thing I had. Thinking deeper into the subject I thought about what would happen when we met. Would he welcome me with open arms? Or would he reject me and not have anything to do with me. My thoughts were interrupted when Dumbledore entered the room with an amused expression playing across his face.

"Miss Gibson?" he asked gently, "I have someone I would like you to meet. This is a friend of mine, Harry Potter."

When the boys name was called he entered the room with a confused look on his face. Taking the time to study him I found him to be almost an exact copy of me. His short, black hair was flyaway while mine was long and straight. Also he was as tall as I was and his skin was a healthy brown colour. But what captivated me was his eyes. His eyes were the same as mine, a deep emerald green, but it was what was behind the eyes. I saw torment, pain and angst. Similar to what could be seen in my eyes.

Waking back up to myself and realizing I was staring, I decided to introduce myself. Walking up to him with my hand out in a friendly gesture I said, "Hi. Im Kelly Gibson I am 15 years old and I like long, romantic walks on the beach"

He laughed. "You must be a muggle. Hi, im Harry Potter and I am really curious as to why Dumbledore asked me to meet you. You just be really special."

Dumbledore chuckled. "Yes, she is special Harry."

At this I fluttered my eyelashes at him, laughing he continued. "Sit down both of you I have a story to tell." I went to speak but he cut me off, "I know you have heard this already Kelly but I have to tell Harry. Make yourself comfortable."

Harry chose a spot on the messed up bed but I chose to sit on the floor and go through my dance stretches. After the first few sentences I zoned out, concentrating on my stretches. Coming back into the real world I noticed Harry staring at me with a misty look in his eyes. Looking at Dumbledore I asked, "So I suppose you've gotten round to the she's your sister, you're her brother part." He nodded and stood up,

"I'll give you two a little time to yourselves to. chat" he left and shut the door behind him.

Harry was still sitting on the bed 10 minutes later still staring at me in shock. "Okay" I said, "We'll start with introductions and where we were up until now." He didn't move. "I'll start then. My name is Kelly Potter- Gibson, I am 16 and I lived in an orphanage up until I ran away because the beatings got too fierce and I fought back almost killing one of the ladies there. Then my principal blasted me and I got taken away from my school by some weird guys, and then I woke up in here and almost killed da nurse lady. Then some creepy guy came and got me and took me to Dumbledore." I stopped with a huge grin on my face.

Snapping out of his daydream he finally spoke, "Geez, you can talk. I was wondering when you were going to stop."

I playfully slapped him on the arm. "Hey, at least one of us has the gift of the gab. Anyways it's your turn now." He shuddered.

"Hey, at least your life can't be any worse than mine."

"You sure?"

"Positive."

"Fine. My name is Harry Potter and I am 16 years old. I lived with our only living relatives for 11 years, the Dursleys, who locked me in a cupboard under the stairs. When I was in my first year I saved my best friend from a mountain troll and got through a magical obstacle course finally defeating Lord Voldemort. In my second year I saved my other best friend's sister from the memory of Lord Voldemort and killed a basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets. Third year I met our parents old friends, one a convicted murderer, one a werewolf and the other an evil backstabbing traitor; and saved our godfather from a life worse then death. Fourth year I competed in the tri-wizard tournament finally dueling with Voldemort and leaving him to find his way back. And finally 5th year I helped the Order of the Phoenix find Voldemort, but not before he killed our godfather Sirius Black." He wiped his eyes at this point in the story. "And around all that I managed to fit in quidditch, homework and hanging with my friends."

I was stunned. "Wow! You were right! I can imagine how interesting you would be at a party. There is some really great pick up lines in there too. Like you could tell them the story about the Chamber of Secrets and then say something like 'would you like to see my basilisk'."

Harry's eyes widened until he saw that I was joking.

"I'll have to try that one on Hermione." He laughed

"She your girlfriend?" I asked

"Nah. Just a friend. I'll have to introduce you sometime."

"Great."

"So. I was watching you before and I saw you doing those stretches. What are they?" asked Harry.

"Oh. I love to dance. It keeps me sane, if you know what I mean?" Harry nodded.

"Maybe you could show me sometime?" he asked

"Maybe" I said slyly.

I began to get restless. Moving to the nearest wall I began stretching my legs by doing a split against the wall. Harry must have noticed my restlessness because he broke the silence.

"Well. We must be related because I haven't said that much about myself to anybody. Maybe we should go find Dumbledore to find out about arrangements and stuff before he disappears."

Nodding I followed him out of the room. We had passed several halls and empty rooms before we came across Mr. Creepy Guy again. He glared at Harry and I decided to break the tension.

"Damn, look who it is!" I said, "Mr. Creepy Guy! Nice to see you again." He glared at me, "Damn it! I knew I had done something wrong. I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Kelly and I like long romantic walks on the beach."

A look of what I thought to be amusement flickered across his face before he maintained his usual composure.

"Well, good to see you have finally given up that stupid song. You know, if you end up in Slytherin you could go far." His eyes flicked to Harry. "You just have to choose your friends wisely."

I faked a look of insult. "Who said he was my friend?" Harry looked defeated; "He's my brother, I'm supposed to hate him. Damn it. I do this sister thing or 1-hour and I'm stuffing it up already."

Harry let out a cough that sounded suspiciously like a laugh.

"Brother?" Creepy Guy looked shocked; "There goes your chances at happiness."

I looked insulted and put an arm around my brother. "Well you know, if I ever get bored I can just teach him my favourite song."

Looking really pissed off Mr. Creepy Guy just glared at me. So, wanting to have the last say, I stuck my tongue out at him and dragged Harry away.

"That was amazing." Harry finally said, "I've never heard anyone talk to Snape that way."

I tried to curtsy but failed miserably. "Well, I've been living around those kinda people forever. Hell, I am one of those kinda people! I just don't like people intimidating me."

He nodded thoughtfully. "Well. It's fine by me. Just remember how to do that for your first potions class."

"Great" I said slyly, "By the way. Didn't we just walk past the big ugly gargoyle thingy?"

Harry spun around, "Yeah, oops" he apologised.

Once we had reached the gargoyle again I was ready to say the password until it opened itself to reveal the last person we expected.

A/N: I know evil cliffy. But you know it's just a way to get you to come back! Anyways I'm hoping to get the next chapter up by next Saturday.That's.Let me see.12+3.carry the one. Umm the 19th! So in the mean time... review. review. review!