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A/N: This is my first FanFic. So please be nice. Constructive criticism is okay, but please, no flames right now.
Summary: AU. Harry has an older sister that he didn't even know he had till he was in his first year. She was kicked out by the Dursleys and was taken in by Remus. I know crappy summary, but just give it a shot.
Alone no Longer
Prologue
Halloween, 1981
The house was in shambles. A large man walks towards what was left of the house. A sign at the gate reads Godric's Hollow. Somewhere in the house, a baby is crying. The man reaches the crib and lifts out two children, a one-year old boy, and a five-year old girl, both with lightning shaped wounds on their heads, though the boy had his on his right forehead directly above his eye, while the girl had hers on her right temple, just beside her eye. Taking them out of the ruins, he turns and sees another man, one with long black hair, and a look on his face that shows deep sadness. The second man reaches his hands out as if trying to take the children. The larger man shakes his head and says something. The second man concedes sadly, and offers his motorbike to the other. "Padfoot?" a weak voice cries out. The man stops, takes the girl in his arms. "You'll be okay, little one. Don't cry." his voice breaks and he gives her a final hug before returning her to the other man. He stands there not really seeing anything while the motorbike rises in the air and vanishes from sight.
The large man lands the motorbike on a darkened Privet Drive and greets an old man with a long white beard and a woman with a sad look on her face and hands the young boy to the old man. "Albus, these really are - " she starts out, before he interrupts her, "the only family they have" he finishes as he puts the boy down and reaches for the girl to put her with her brother. Before he turns to leave, he whispers something and the girl falls asleep and places a note, addressed to Mr and Mrs Dursley, no.4 Privet Drive. The larger man turns and mounts the bike, rising in the air and vanishing from sight. The man with the white beard takes something from his pocket and flicks it as the street lights illuminate again before vanishing into this air with a crack with the woman.
One week later. . .
"Petunia!!!" a man's voice screams in the once quiet house. "Yes dear?" a small woman with brown hair and a long neck, very good for watching neighbours, replies as she enters the kitchen. "She's doing it again! Tell me again, why we got stuck with the two blasted brats of your sister and her good for nothing husband?" he bellows. "Well, the letter said - " she starts. "I don't care what that blasted letter said! They went off and got themselves killed and now we have to take care of two more of THEIR kind!" he bellowed. "This one" he points at the little girl sitting in a chair at the kitchen table, looking very much unsure as to what the yelling was about, "is doing THAT again." Petunia looks at the girl with a look of disgust mixed in with revulsion. "We are going to have to do something about that, dear. We can't have the neighbours knowing our little secret," she says thoughtfully. "What do you want to do with her?" the man asks. "I suppose we could try and - " she starts, "no that wouldn't work. They'd know. Somehow they'd know." "What would they know Petunia?" The beefy man asks.
That night the little girl was pushed out of the house and told never to come back. She walked to the end of the driveway and stared tearfully at the house that she had been in for less than a week. Not understanding why she was being told to leave. Not understanding that she was being punished for displaying her magical ability. Not realizing that she would not see her brother for 10 years. The man glared at her, and she began to walk.
Down the street, an old woman was looking out her window and saw the little 5-year-old walking down the street. Leaving her house, she went to the end of her gate, "What are you doing out so late, dear?" she asks kindly, not wanting to scare the child. The child looks up and blinks back some tears, not wanting to get into trouble for crying again. "Told me to leave" she states plainly, in a high voice. "Are you sure?" the old woman asks. The girl just nodded. "Well, why don't you come into my house for a cup of hot cocoa and I will try and work this out, okay?" The girl nods ever so slightly and follows the old woman inside the house, being careful not to step on any of the many cats that were lounging around. She went to sit at the kitchen table and takes the cup of hot cocoa while the lady went into another room.
A short while later, she returned looking sadly at the girl who was now asleep with her head on the table. "Well Alexandria, it seems as if we've got some things to work out." She picked up the girl and put her down on a bed in a spare room and went downstairs to wait for her visitors.
Albus Dumbledore, Minerva McGonagall, and a pale and sad Remus Lupin arrived a short while later via floo powder. Arabella Figg invited them all in and showed them to some chairs assembled near the fireplace, shoving cats off in the process. She poured some tea and they sat in silence for awhile. Finally, Remus broke the silence. "So what are we going to do? You all know that I want to take her in, and for that matter Harry as well, but will the ministry allow it?" he asked quietly, looking directly at Dumbledore. "That I do not know, Remus. But clearly, she cannot stay with the Dursleys. I have already been there and tried to talk some sense into them, but they said that they have their hands full with raising their son, and now Harry. They have refused to consider taking her back in." "But Albus, couldn't we find a home for her, within our world? I'm sure that there would be many who would be willing to take her in." McGonagall said quickly. "Yes, I am more than certain of that Minerva, but she, and Harry, will be heroes in our world. They deserve to have a real childhood, for as long as they can" Dumbledore answered quietly. Meanwhile, Remus had been sitting quietly watching this, and thinking. "Isn't there any way we can convince the ministry to allow me custody. I am her godfather, even though it's not on paper," he said. "Maybe we can." Dumbledore said. "It will not be easy though. I am her godfather on paper to allow you to have that role in her life without losing some legal technicality the ministry enforces, so technically, I have legal grounds for custody, but maybe if we make a compromise with the ministry. Maybe letting her stay with you for 3 weeks a month, and then for the week surrounding the full moon, she comes to stay at Hogwarts with me." Dumbledore said thoughtfully. Remus suddenly sat up straighter and looked up at Dumbledore. "Do you think they would allow that?" he asked, hope in his eyes. "I do not know Remus, but we can try." Turning to Arabella, Dumbledore asked, "Do you think you could keep her here until we come up with a solution?" Arabella nodded, "I'll have to keep her inside though, wouldn't want the Dursleys to know where she is, should they begin to suspect something." Dumbledore nodded in agreement. "Good. Tomorrow I shall go to the Ministry, and try to work it out. I think in the mean time, we should all go home and get some sleep. We have a lot of work ahead of us." Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Remus stood and left, leaving Arabella and her cats to themselves in the small house on Privet Drive.
A month later . . .
A tawny brown owl swooped into Arabella's kitchen and landed on her windowsill. Untying the letter on the owl's leg, Arabella smiled as she read it.
Arabella,
We did it! The ministry agreed and I'm coming to get her this
afternoon. Just have to pick up a few things before I can bring
her home. Dumbledore convinced them!
I'll be there around 3.
Remus
At three that afternoon, Remus apparated into Arabella's kitchen, and called out "Arabella? You here?" "Upstairs Remus" she called down. He walked up the stairs and went down the hallway into the last room on the left. Knocking quickly before opening the door, he saw Arabella helping Alexandria pack her things that she had collected over the month spent there into a large bag. "Hey you two, having fun?" he asked lightly. "Moony!" Alexandria cried, running over to give him a hug. "Hey little one" he laughingly said as he returned the hug. "Are you ready to go to your new home?" "Yes! Can we take Harry too?" she asked. Remus looked at Arabella sadly, then down at Alexandria. "No, we can't. He needs to stay with the Dursleys." "Why? He's my brother! He can come live with us!" she yelled as she backed away from Remus, glaring at him. "I wish he could, Alex, but he can't. The ministry of magic won't allow it. They said that he needs to stay with them for now. I tried, I really did" he said, getting down on one knee, reaching out and holding Alex in one spot. "W-w- why?" she asked tearfully. "It's because of many things little one. You'll understand one day" he replied. "Now it's going to be all right. Harry will be just fine" I hope, he added silently to himself. "Are you ready to go now? I think we'll have just enough time to show you the new house before dinner tonight. Now say thank-you to Arabella." "Thank-you" Alex said, going over to give Arabella a hug. Remus took out his wand and pointed it at Alex's bag, shrinking it and pocketing it. "Now hang on, okay?" Alex nodded. "Thanks again, Arabella." Remus said as he prepared to leave. "You're very welcome, Remus. Anytime you need me, remember that okay?" Remus nodded and apparated with Alex to their home.
A/N: okay, so that's the prologue. Kinda long, but it's got the info that is sorta the background to this story. And if you're wondering how Remus is gonna be able to afford to raise Alex, remember that Dumbledore is her godfather on paper, so he will be helping to pay for her. James and Lily wanted Remus to be Alex's godfather because they knew that Remus is not able to have children of his own, being that registered werewolves are made sterile by the ministry, and being a godfather is as close as he is likely to get. So they asked Dumbledore to put his name down knowing that Remus was the actual godfather to bypass the ministry legalities and such. And I didn't put down Dumbledore fighting the ministry, cuz it's not all that important right now. R&R please!
A/N: This is my first FanFic. So please be nice. Constructive criticism is okay, but please, no flames right now.
Summary: AU. Harry has an older sister that he didn't even know he had till he was in his first year. She was kicked out by the Dursleys and was taken in by Remus. I know crappy summary, but just give it a shot.
Alone no Longer
Prologue
Halloween, 1981
The house was in shambles. A large man walks towards what was left of the house. A sign at the gate reads Godric's Hollow. Somewhere in the house, a baby is crying. The man reaches the crib and lifts out two children, a one-year old boy, and a five-year old girl, both with lightning shaped wounds on their heads, though the boy had his on his right forehead directly above his eye, while the girl had hers on her right temple, just beside her eye. Taking them out of the ruins, he turns and sees another man, one with long black hair, and a look on his face that shows deep sadness. The second man reaches his hands out as if trying to take the children. The larger man shakes his head and says something. The second man concedes sadly, and offers his motorbike to the other. "Padfoot?" a weak voice cries out. The man stops, takes the girl in his arms. "You'll be okay, little one. Don't cry." his voice breaks and he gives her a final hug before returning her to the other man. He stands there not really seeing anything while the motorbike rises in the air and vanishes from sight.
The large man lands the motorbike on a darkened Privet Drive and greets an old man with a long white beard and a woman with a sad look on her face and hands the young boy to the old man. "Albus, these really are - " she starts out, before he interrupts her, "the only family they have" he finishes as he puts the boy down and reaches for the girl to put her with her brother. Before he turns to leave, he whispers something and the girl falls asleep and places a note, addressed to Mr and Mrs Dursley, no.4 Privet Drive. The larger man turns and mounts the bike, rising in the air and vanishing from sight. The man with the white beard takes something from his pocket and flicks it as the street lights illuminate again before vanishing into this air with a crack with the woman.
One week later. . .
"Petunia!!!" a man's voice screams in the once quiet house. "Yes dear?" a small woman with brown hair and a long neck, very good for watching neighbours, replies as she enters the kitchen. "She's doing it again! Tell me again, why we got stuck with the two blasted brats of your sister and her good for nothing husband?" he bellows. "Well, the letter said - " she starts. "I don't care what that blasted letter said! They went off and got themselves killed and now we have to take care of two more of THEIR kind!" he bellowed. "This one" he points at the little girl sitting in a chair at the kitchen table, looking very much unsure as to what the yelling was about, "is doing THAT again." Petunia looks at the girl with a look of disgust mixed in with revulsion. "We are going to have to do something about that, dear. We can't have the neighbours knowing our little secret," she says thoughtfully. "What do you want to do with her?" the man asks. "I suppose we could try and - " she starts, "no that wouldn't work. They'd know. Somehow they'd know." "What would they know Petunia?" The beefy man asks.
That night the little girl was pushed out of the house and told never to come back. She walked to the end of the driveway and stared tearfully at the house that she had been in for less than a week. Not understanding why she was being told to leave. Not understanding that she was being punished for displaying her magical ability. Not realizing that she would not see her brother for 10 years. The man glared at her, and she began to walk.
Down the street, an old woman was looking out her window and saw the little 5-year-old walking down the street. Leaving her house, she went to the end of her gate, "What are you doing out so late, dear?" she asks kindly, not wanting to scare the child. The child looks up and blinks back some tears, not wanting to get into trouble for crying again. "Told me to leave" she states plainly, in a high voice. "Are you sure?" the old woman asks. The girl just nodded. "Well, why don't you come into my house for a cup of hot cocoa and I will try and work this out, okay?" The girl nods ever so slightly and follows the old woman inside the house, being careful not to step on any of the many cats that were lounging around. She went to sit at the kitchen table and takes the cup of hot cocoa while the lady went into another room.
A short while later, she returned looking sadly at the girl who was now asleep with her head on the table. "Well Alexandria, it seems as if we've got some things to work out." She picked up the girl and put her down on a bed in a spare room and went downstairs to wait for her visitors.
Albus Dumbledore, Minerva McGonagall, and a pale and sad Remus Lupin arrived a short while later via floo powder. Arabella Figg invited them all in and showed them to some chairs assembled near the fireplace, shoving cats off in the process. She poured some tea and they sat in silence for awhile. Finally, Remus broke the silence. "So what are we going to do? You all know that I want to take her in, and for that matter Harry as well, but will the ministry allow it?" he asked quietly, looking directly at Dumbledore. "That I do not know, Remus. But clearly, she cannot stay with the Dursleys. I have already been there and tried to talk some sense into them, but they said that they have their hands full with raising their son, and now Harry. They have refused to consider taking her back in." "But Albus, couldn't we find a home for her, within our world? I'm sure that there would be many who would be willing to take her in." McGonagall said quickly. "Yes, I am more than certain of that Minerva, but she, and Harry, will be heroes in our world. They deserve to have a real childhood, for as long as they can" Dumbledore answered quietly. Meanwhile, Remus had been sitting quietly watching this, and thinking. "Isn't there any way we can convince the ministry to allow me custody. I am her godfather, even though it's not on paper," he said. "Maybe we can." Dumbledore said. "It will not be easy though. I am her godfather on paper to allow you to have that role in her life without losing some legal technicality the ministry enforces, so technically, I have legal grounds for custody, but maybe if we make a compromise with the ministry. Maybe letting her stay with you for 3 weeks a month, and then for the week surrounding the full moon, she comes to stay at Hogwarts with me." Dumbledore said thoughtfully. Remus suddenly sat up straighter and looked up at Dumbledore. "Do you think they would allow that?" he asked, hope in his eyes. "I do not know Remus, but we can try." Turning to Arabella, Dumbledore asked, "Do you think you could keep her here until we come up with a solution?" Arabella nodded, "I'll have to keep her inside though, wouldn't want the Dursleys to know where she is, should they begin to suspect something." Dumbledore nodded in agreement. "Good. Tomorrow I shall go to the Ministry, and try to work it out. I think in the mean time, we should all go home and get some sleep. We have a lot of work ahead of us." Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Remus stood and left, leaving Arabella and her cats to themselves in the small house on Privet Drive.
A month later . . .
A tawny brown owl swooped into Arabella's kitchen and landed on her windowsill. Untying the letter on the owl's leg, Arabella smiled as she read it.
Arabella,
We did it! The ministry agreed and I'm coming to get her this
afternoon. Just have to pick up a few things before I can bring
her home. Dumbledore convinced them!
I'll be there around 3.
Remus
At three that afternoon, Remus apparated into Arabella's kitchen, and called out "Arabella? You here?" "Upstairs Remus" she called down. He walked up the stairs and went down the hallway into the last room on the left. Knocking quickly before opening the door, he saw Arabella helping Alexandria pack her things that she had collected over the month spent there into a large bag. "Hey you two, having fun?" he asked lightly. "Moony!" Alexandria cried, running over to give him a hug. "Hey little one" he laughingly said as he returned the hug. "Are you ready to go to your new home?" "Yes! Can we take Harry too?" she asked. Remus looked at Arabella sadly, then down at Alexandria. "No, we can't. He needs to stay with the Dursleys." "Why? He's my brother! He can come live with us!" she yelled as she backed away from Remus, glaring at him. "I wish he could, Alex, but he can't. The ministry of magic won't allow it. They said that he needs to stay with them for now. I tried, I really did" he said, getting down on one knee, reaching out and holding Alex in one spot. "W-w- why?" she asked tearfully. "It's because of many things little one. You'll understand one day" he replied. "Now it's going to be all right. Harry will be just fine" I hope, he added silently to himself. "Are you ready to go now? I think we'll have just enough time to show you the new house before dinner tonight. Now say thank-you to Arabella." "Thank-you" Alex said, going over to give Arabella a hug. Remus took out his wand and pointed it at Alex's bag, shrinking it and pocketing it. "Now hang on, okay?" Alex nodded. "Thanks again, Arabella." Remus said as he prepared to leave. "You're very welcome, Remus. Anytime you need me, remember that okay?" Remus nodded and apparated with Alex to their home.
A/N: okay, so that's the prologue. Kinda long, but it's got the info that is sorta the background to this story. And if you're wondering how Remus is gonna be able to afford to raise Alex, remember that Dumbledore is her godfather on paper, so he will be helping to pay for her. James and Lily wanted Remus to be Alex's godfather because they knew that Remus is not able to have children of his own, being that registered werewolves are made sterile by the ministry, and being a godfather is as close as he is likely to get. So they asked Dumbledore to put his name down knowing that Remus was the actual godfather to bypass the ministry legalities and such. And I didn't put down Dumbledore fighting the ministry, cuz it's not all that important right now. R&R please!
