Moving in with Zia Izabetta and Zio Paulo was one of the worse choices I have ever made. They were horrible to me. They didn't want me there but having me would increase their income and they badly needed it. I was given a bed (if you could call it that) in their dusty attic and I had to wake up at dawn to milk the cows and feed the pigs. They said I had to do those jobs to earn meals otherwise they wouldn't cook for me. And it wasn't as if the meals were fantastic either. My Zia (aunty) tended to burn her cooking occasionally and she gave me the most burnt bits. If I ever complained about it then they would send me to bed early and with an empty stomach.

I hadn't been there for more than a couple of weeks (even though it seemed like forever) when I finally left for school. Going to Celanos School of Magical Practices was the best thing that ever happened to me since mamma died. I made friends, learned magic and learned about famous witches and wizards. It was there that I heard about the worse evil wizard ever, Lord Voldemort and the who miraculously defeated him, Harry Potter.

I was fascinated by this boy. How could a mere baby defeat the most powerful wizard of all time? *I want to meet him one day. I will meet him one day* I made plans to go back to London once I finished my 7th year at Celano I would somehow find him. Little did I know that I would do more than just meet him.

Years went by and I grew older, smarter and increasingly more powerful. I was top of all my classes and I was the only person in the whole school who could create a patronus; a large female panther. Nothing too eventful really happened to me except in my 5th year when our school arranged an excursion to England to watch the Quidditch World Cup. I had been excited about watching professionals play quidditch because I had only eve seen people play at school. I was also the Keeper of my team and almost never let the Quaffle in.

But horrible things happened that night. Death Eaters started terrorising some muggles and everyone had panicked but nearly as much as when we all witnessed the Dark Mark shine brightly in the night sky. My friends and I hadn't known what to do so we hid in the forest near some French people. When we got back to camp out Professors were really worried and told us we would be leaving as soon as dawn to go back to Italy.

Then the next year I heard about the rise of Voldemort. It spread like wildfire and everyone became really worried. Death Eaters were going around the world, trying to convert wizards and witches to their sick cult. We weren't safe anymore.

That summer, this summer in fact, I returned reluctantly to My Aunt and Uncle's farmhouse when an unexpected yet welcome visitor arrived.

2 DAYS EARLIER: AT HOGWARTS GROUNDS

'Yes professor, I fully understand. I know you're a true seer and I am pleased that you will again be teaching Divinations to our students.' Dumbledore was trying to reassure Professor Trelawney that although Umbridge had thought her a fraud, he believed she was gifted in the art of predicting the future 100%.

Dumbledore had the usual twinkle in his eyes and gave a knowing look to his other companion, Professor McGonagall, who rolled her eyes. Luckily Professor Trelawney wasn't looking their way so she didn't notice their exchange. Actually, her whole body seemed to suddenly stiffen and her eyes became suddenly misty and distant.

Suddenly she spoke in a strange and powerful voice:

The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord has little to spare. Yet another must take part in the performance. One of the same blood; a kin, one with a lost past, one unknown to most now but without her to help he brother, the Dark Lord with conquer all. Find her, she is in a distant land.'

And with that, Professor Trelawney yawned and said in her normal voice, 'I must head back to the tower now and rest. If you will excuse me Professors.' And she left without noticing the horrified expressions on Dumbledore and McGonagall's faces.

A FEW MINUTES LATER:

'But Albus, Harry can't have a sister, that's impossible!' McGonagall was racing to keep up with Dumbledore as they headed to his office.

'Nothing is impossible Minerva. What is important now is that we find this sister as soon as possible. You heard the prediction, there is little time to spare. But there must be some clues somewhere to indicate who this person is or where she is. Now clearly if Harry has a sister, she couldn't be Lily's daughter. We know for a fact that she only had Harry. But what about James? It is very possible that he could have had a child with another woman.-Candy Puffs-' The stone statue leading to Dumbledore's office sprang to life and stepped aside to reveal a spiral staircase.

In the office, Dumbledore took out his Pensieve and placed this last memory into it. 'Ok. So this is what we are looking for:

This person has to be James' child. She is probably older than Harry but not by much because James was still only young when he died. She must have magical abilities if she is James' child but must have declined her Hogwarts letter, meaning we probably still have that letter in our file records. She was definitely conceived in England because James never left the country. That means her mother could have left to go overseas while pregnant or she has moved somewhere in the last few years.

'So we do have a few clues to-'

'Hannah. Hannah Minola. Do you think it is her? I remember thinking she
looked alike to Harry the first time I saw but never thought more of it.
She never knew who her father was and she also rejected her Hogwarts
letter because she was moving to Italy!' McGonagall was now breathless
and had to sit down.

'Yes, I agree Minerva. It's definitely worth investigating, she is our
only hope. Can you send an owl right away to Remus Lupin? He would have
known of any relationship James had before Lily. We have to ask him.'

'Yes Albus. I'll go right away.' McGonagall left without any hesitation.

THE NEXT DAY:

Lupin hurried into Dumbledore's office, very worried. 'Yes Dumbledore,
what has happened? Is everything alright?'

'Lupin, there is nothing to be worried about. Please sit down and relax.
I just need some information from you.' Dumbledore spoke calmly.

' 's just that I was called so suddenly I thought something must have
happened and I-'

'Remus, sit down.' Dumbledore repeated, still calmly.

'Oh, right.' Lupin sat down, exhausted. It had just been a full moon two
days ago.

'Now, try to remember. Did James ever have a relationship before Lily?'
Dumbledore asked.

Lupin stared dumbstruck. What? Is this what he's been called for? Why was
this so important? ' Uh well yes he did actually. I hardly remember. It
didn't last long though, never really loved her. He must have been
nineteen or twenty back then-'

'What was her name?' Dumbledore asked.

'Her name.' Lupin paused for a few moments to think. 'Maria, yes that was
it, Maria.'

McGonagall, who was standing beside Dumbledore let out a small gasp. '
Was her surname Minola? It was wasn't it!'

'Yes, I remember now, Maria Minola. Lovely girl really. Do you know her?'

'She is dead Lupin. She died years ago.' Dumbledore stood up from his
seat. 'Well thankyou for coming here Remus, you've been a great help.
Unfortunately I have some important business to attend to now if you will
excuse me please.'

Lupin looked at him in surprise. 'What? That's it?'

'Yes that is it.' Said Dumbledore calmly.

Lupin gave him a suspicious look. 'Alright. But if there is anything else
you need from me then please don't hesitate to ask.'

'Thankyou Lupin. Goodbye for now.' Dumbledore smiled and showed him to
the door.

When he was once again alone with McGonagall, he spoke hastily.

'We need to find Hannah. Can you leave first thing tomorrow and bring her
here? No, actually take her to Harry. It is safe in the Dursleys house
and they will want to have some time together as brother and sister. I
will contact Harry now and explain everything to him. Good luck Minerva.'

'I will leave immediately Albus. As you said before, there is no time to
waste. Good luck.' And she left.