Hey folks, sorry this is coming out so late, but I had a ton of homework to do from the day I was sick…

D-Chan-I love surprising people! :-D That's part of what I've been trying for…

Kawaii Tenshi- Who knows what will happen? Well, I do now, actually, but no one else will (Except Ami A….)

Serenity Cloe Potter- Maybe I will, maybe I won't… any other comments?

Anime Luver- I might not abuse him anymore, but it depends on where and when he pops up… and how he acts. Tell him to behave, and we'll see what happens.

Bunni V- I'll continue it as quick as I can, but you can't forget about homework…

nina_79934- I'll have it out as quick as I can!

Tempered_Angel- K, I will!

Firefly-chan- this now has nothing to do with my story anymore, but… I still bug my parents for money so that way I have twice as much ;-)

Cheska- You're welcome and I'll try!

EternalMoonPrincess- I'll try to put a bit more romance in, but too much of writing it makes me sick… I don't mind reading it, though!

PrincessBOINGSerenity- hehehe you still have the name I made for you! Go sleep before you read any more, please! I won't be taking any art next year, but the year after I'll do photography. You should do that, too! Don't faint like Ami A. did, we don't want you to lose that much energy!

DevilsDarling- we'll see what happens… it might not turn out to be Harry or Oliver in the end, but only time will tell.

Tenshi-chan- That really makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside! Really, I truly appreciate that.

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The holiday seemed to drag by for Usagi once she had completed her homework. She didn't have nearly as much time to read the books she had found in her mother's room as she would have liked

Harry, however, was having a much better time. He went to the secret room every day, with no one bothering him about it. None of the older years paid much attention to him, and Ron (with the rest of the Weasleys) had gone to visit his brother Charlie.

He had read through at least half the books that were there, when he found a book that had not been there before. He knew that for a fact. Actually, it hadn't even been there when he had come down to the room that morning.

The book was untitled, and very small. The pages looked yellowed, aged, but the smooth, hard cover was a brilliant, untarnished blue that reminded Harry somewhat of Usagi's eyes. He brought the book to a chair near the fireplace, and began to read.

It was late at night when he finally finished the book. Every time he went back to the beginning to read something over again, there would be a new page in its place.

That book is a lot longer than anyone would think, he thought, shutting the book with a sigh and closing his eyes. Suddenly, a realization dawned on him, and he sat bolt upright. Then that means…

Harry sprang out of the chair and threw open the doors of the wardrobe. He knew no one had tried opening the drawer yet, so he decided that now was the time to do it.

He was almost afraid to find out what the contents of the drawer would confirm, but he knew he had to. He could make the biggest mistake in his life if he didn't know for certain. He slowly pulled out the drawer, and without looking at its contents, sat on the bed with it in his lap.

Harry glanced down, and saw only glowing white. Picking up the edge of one of the pieces of white material, he found that it was a shirt. Below it was a pair of pants, and below that, a pair of shoes. Holding them up, Harry saw that they looked as if they would fit him.

Minutes later, he stood in front of the mirrors Usagi had discovered, clad all in white. His reflection turned and pointed at something in the wardrobe behind it, and Harry spotted another shabby case, not unlike the one that had contained Usagi's crown. Only in the reflection, it was longer. Harry turned to retrieve the case from the wardrobe, but it wasn't there. He turned back to his reflection. There it was again. What if I try this? he thought, reaching out towards the mirror. His hand drew back quickly as it made contact. It had felt cold and like fluid, like water… there were even ripples spreading out from where he had touched.

Harry put his hand out towards the mirror again, and this time didn't draw back. He leaned forward more, stretching his arm as far as it would go. His reflection took up the shabby box, and handed it to Harry, who drew back with it clutched in his hands.

Now convinced he knew what it was, he opened the box and withdrew a long, golden sword. "Oh, bloody hell," he said softly, "I almost fell in love with my twin."

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Usagi sat bolt upright in her chair. She must've fallen asleep while reading, and it had caused her to have the craziest dream. First, she had dreamed of her mother. Not the mother she had known for so long, but her first biological mother.

"I did not tell the whole truth in my letter, dearest," the words from the dream came floating back, "There are two who can enter your room, but one cannot until something happens… what, I am not allowed to tell you." With those few words, her mother had left, and another dream took the first's place. Harry had gone into the room and found a blue book. Then he'd opened the drawer and donned the attire found within. After that, he'd gotten a sword from the mirror, and said something. What had it been? Usagi couldn't remember for the life of her, so she gave up and continued reading.

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A note fluttered down from the sword, and Harry picked it up.

Son-

I have told your sister that she is my only true descendant. This is a half-truth, as you know. But I must caution you not to tell her, yet. She will find out when I am ready to have her know, and when she herself is ready. Tell no one of what you discovered here today. It was for your use only, to save you from a terrible fate. To fall in love with one's sister is to ask for ridicule and misery.

Queen Serenity

"That explains a lot," he muttered sarcastically under his breath. But true to his word, Harry said nothing all the rest of term.

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As Harry sat up in the white room, he felt something collide with his head. "Ouch!" he exclaimed in pain.

"You dolt! Why'd you go down to protect the Philosopher's Stone? Quirrel and Voldemort wouldn't have been able to get it, and you nearly get yourself killed!" an angry (yet anxious) girl's voice scolded from beside him.

"Sorry Usagi," he mumbled, "I'll try not to do it again.

"You had better not! You had us all worried to death!"

Harry grinned and let his twin's tirade rain over him. But one thing dampened his spirits: he still sat upon the secret released to him, and it hurt him that he couldn't tell even his dearest friends. Another thought swept over him. "How long have I been here?"

"A week," was the slightly strained reply, "Unconscious the whole time, too!"

"We're leaving tomorrow!" Harry exclaimed suddenly, sitting bolt upright.

"Yes, we are," Usagi snapped, impatient to continue with her scolding.

"But that means…" he groaned slightly. "That means I'll be back with the Dursleys."

"Don't worry, Harry," Usagi said with a mischievous grin. "I only live about a ten minute walk from you."

Maybe the summer wouldn't be too horrible, at that, Harry thought as Usagi continued on yelling at him.

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That's the end of book one, so the next chapter will begin book two. Book two is going to be really short, because I really wanna get to book three :-)

Oh, two things: I'm going to take a quick poll.

Question one: How many of you actually read these notes?

Question two: Only those who answered yes to question one will be answering this, probably, but what do you all think the genres should be for this story? I'm horrible with genres.

The second thing is… REVIEW! And leave the answers to the questions in the review, sil vous plaît!

~**Rini**~