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Chapter 7: Angry

Harry was laying on a bed with Draco. He wasn't quite sure what his and Draco's relationship was, but it was nice, laying there away from worries, away from everyone.

"Harry are you listening to me?" His head snapped in Draco's direction. "Potter, I don't like being ignored."

"I'm sorry," Harry's been thinking a lot lately about what he heard Jacob Cadogan say that night in the hospital wing.

"You've been quiet lately," Draco stated. He stood and stretched. "Well better wake Alexis."

"Don't bother," she walked into the room. "I'm up and dressed and I'm headed to breakfast. I'll see you guys later."

Harry cocked his head to the side and looked at her. "What?" she turned around looking herself over in the mirror. "Is there something wrong?"

Harry shook his head and sighed. She really did look like his mother. He didn't understand why he hadn't noticed it before. "Nothing's wrong." If she wanted to pretend like it wasn't true, then he would too.

"You're scaring me Raven," Alexis' eyes averted to Draco, who shrugged.

"I remember who used to call me that," Harry grinned.

"Who?" Draco asked softly.

"A relative of mine," Harry told them watching the panic move across Alexis' face.

She cleared her throat. "Got to go." She spun on her heal and walked out of the room quickly.

"Interesting, that was," Harry muttered with eyebrows raised. "Tell me what you know."

"What are you talking about?" Draco asked keeping an expressionless face.

Harry growled and got dressed. "I'm not that stupid Draco!"

"I don't know what you're talking about!" Draco yelled. "Why don't you fucking tell me?"

"YOU SLEPT WITH MY SISTER!" Harry screamed eyes narrowed.

"What are you talking-Oh!" Draco's eyes widen into large silver orbs. "How do you know about that?"

"You sleeping with her? Or the fact that I have a sister?" Harry's eyes narrowed dangerously.

"The latter," Draco said quietly.

"I don't know," Harry muttered sarcastically. "Could it be that she looks like my mother? Or perhaps the fact that you keep slipping and calling her Po-Cadogan? Or maybe even the fact that Jacob called me her brother! Why don't you fucking tell me?"

"Tell you what?" Draco was acting like a dumb blond.

Harry scowled. "TELL ME THE BLOODY TRUTH MALFOY!"

"NOW IT'S MALFOY?" Draco screamed back. "What the bloody hell do you want me to tell you? She's your sister? Don't you think she should be the one to tell you that?"

"Then why hasn't she?" Harry snarled.

"She's scared. Let her tell you in her own time," Draco said as Harry's eyes softened.

They quickly hardened. "You still slept with her!"

"Why do you care who I slept with?"

"SHE'S MY SISTER!" Harry bellowed. "Why wouldn't I care?"

"It's not your business that's why!" Draco was getting annoyed. "It's not your business who I slept with! Especially when it didn't mean anything!"

"So you're saying Alexis is a slut!" Harry's brow furrowed.

"I didn't say that!" Draco sat down. Harry was impossible. "It didn't mean anything the way you think it did."

"You slept with her and I'm supposed to be ok with this?" Harry walked to the door. "I don't believe this shit. I'm finally somewhat happy and I find out you slept with my sister!" Harry stormed out of the room with a bewildered Draco staring after him.

Harry marched into the Great Hall and took his seat across from Ron and Hermione. He took a glance across the hall to the Slytherin table and noticed Alexis rubbing her neck and shaking her head at Blaise. Harry growled softly.

"You alright there, mate?" Ron asked looking up from his plate.

"Fine."

"You sure Harry? You haven't been having nightmares, have you?" Hermione asked sounding concerned.

"No I haven't," Harry said shortly. After a few bites he stood and left the Great Hall, ignoring his friends calls.

Harry walked straight to the Potions classroom. He paced the room for a long while before the Slytherin Trio arrived.

"Hello Potter," Blaise said cheerfully as Alexis avoided Harry's gaze and Draco shot him an angry look.

"Zabini," Harry muttered hotly.

"What's your problem?"

"It doesn't concern you."

"Ass hole," Alexis muttered under her breath.

Harry sent her a glare and sat down. As he sat there staring at the front of the class when the rest of the class walked in. Soon Snape joined them lecturing about the potion they were working on that day. He assigned groups and allowed the class to begin.

Alexis moved quietly to the seat next to Harry. "Potter," Alexis muttered coolly.

"Cadogan," Harry muttered almost sarcastically.

The two worked quietly until finally Alexis spoke up. "What the fuck is your problem?"

"I don't have a problem," Harry growled, gripping the knife he was holding tightly. Alexis subconsciously took a step away.

"You have a problem and keeping it bottled up isn't going to help anyone," Alexis told him, keeping an eye on the knife he was holding.

"I'll tell you my problem if you tell me what you're hiding," Harry put the knife down.

"My secrets stay secrets until they no longer can," Alexis told him, eyes narrowed.

"Then my problem stays mine, until it no longer can."

"Your problem isn't just affecting you!" Alexis yelled at him. "You're taking it out on everyone around you and all you can say is it's my problem? It's not just your problem if you can't keep it your own."

"Stay out of it."

"One would think the Boy-Who-Lived would have a better personality, but all I see is a selfish child that cares about no one but himself," Alexis sneered at Harry. "Not everything is about you, you know? So what, it's your duty to save the wizarding world? Get over it!"

"You have no idea what you're talking about!" Harry bellowed as the class moved away from the shouting teens. "If I were you I'd keep my mouth shut."

"As a matter of fact I do believe I know exactly what I'm talking about," Alexis snarled. "You need to grow up and except that things happen for a reason."

Snape sat there watching the display take place. Alexis still had control over her magic, which was the major concern. The students gaped at the two, to afraid to intervene.

Harry's eyes flashed with anger, but before he could say anything Alexis continued. "You need to get over whatever it is that is keeping you from living your own life!"

"Don't you tell me how to live," Harry bellowed. "You don't know shit!"

"I know you feel guilty about shit that wasn't your fault!" Alexis screamed at him. "You aren't happy with being happy. You sit here day in day out feeling sorry for yourself because things bad happen when you're around. Well tough shit Potter! Your life isn't perfect, but neither is anyone else's." Alexis took a deep breath and continued. "It was not your fault that Virginia Weasley was possessed by Voldemort! It was not your fault Peter Pettigrew got away! It was not your fault Cedric died! It was not your fault Sirius died! You deserve to be happy! And you should not be pissed off at everyone one else because of something you don't understand."

"Don't talk about Sirius!"

"Don't tell me what to do!" Alexis resisted the urge to hit him.

"You are nothing more than a child of a Death Eater!" Harry spat at her, all the anger and hurt pouring out. He didn't understand why she wouldn't tell him the truth. He watched the hurt spread across her face and the anger follow.

"Uh, get down," Draco whispered crouching under a desk, the rest of the class following. As they did, objects began shaking and some jars broke.

"I don't know what the fuck your problem is, and I don't know what it has to do with me. And frankly I don't give a fuck, so you can do me a favor and not take out your twisted problems on me or anyone else. Especially your friends, who by the way would probably give their lives for you just like you would for them, and Draco. No one deserves to be treated like shit when it's not their fault!" Alexis sneered at Snape. "If you don't mind sir, I'm leaving." Without waiting for a response she stormed out of the classroom.

Harry looked startled for a second wondering how she knew he was feeling guilty and shook it off, face set to a scowl.

Snape finally stood and cleared his throat. "Class dismissed," he growled. As the class began walking out whispering between themselves. "Potter, come."

Harry walked slowly to the front of the room, face fixed to the same scowl. Harry was startled when Snape actually smiled and began to laugh. "What?" he snapped.

"Sit Potter," Snape told him grinning. Harry glared at the man and took a seat across from him. Snape shook his head slightly. "Potter what is on your mind?"

Harry's jaw dropped and he quickly closed it. "Why do you care Professor?"

"Potter, you know very well why I care," Snape glared softly at the boy. "Tell me."

"Does the name Alexis Potter mean anything to you?" Harry snapped watching Snape carefully. Snape didn't show any emotion.

"She told you?" Snape asked carefully.

"No she didn't tell me! HOW MANY PEOPLE KNOW?" Harry bellowed.

Snape remained calm. "Not many at all. Everyone who did know about her believes her to be dead."

"Who knows and who thinks she's dead?"

"Five of the teachers, myself included, Mr. Malfoy, and Professor Dumbledore," Snape made sure to leave the Weasley boy out of it. "Lupin and Black believe her to be dead."

"THEY KNEW?" Harry felt the rage build up inside him. "They knew and they never told me?"

"Harry," Snape said softly. Harry was momentarily shocked by him being addressed by Snape as Harry. "You need to calm yourself. I'll explain to you as much as I can."

Harry was shocked at this Snape. He finally spoke, finding his voice. "How come nobody ever told me?"

Snape looked pass Harry for a moment before beginning. "Lupin and Black didn't want you to know because she loved you so much, she was willing to die to save you," Snape paused. "There are some things you'll have to figure out about her on your own, but she's, special."

Harry shook his head hard. His sister was willing to die to keep him alive. "But why didn't anyone tell me?"

"They didn't want you to feel guilty. Miss Cadogan, er, Potter, is right, you feel the guilt of things you can't control."

"Why didn't Dumbledore or you tell me?"

"I didn't know, in fact I doubt anyone knew aside from Dumbledore, the Potters, and the both of your Godparents," Snape rubbed the back of his neck. "I do believe that Dumbledore, may have thought she had died after years of searching without success."

"So he basically forgot about her like everyone else?" Harry didn't know if he was angry for Alexis or because she didn't trust in him enough to tell him the truth. "But why hasn't she told me?"

"She's scared."

"I'm tired of that bullshit!" Harry yelled at the man. "You are the second bloody person to tell me that and I don't give a shit if she's scared!"

"The two of you remind me of your parents back in school," Snape said simply. "Your sister is an extremely scary combination of your mother and father. You are mostly your mothers child, although you look like your father."

"What's your point? How does that answer the bloody question?" Harry's hands clenched into fists.

"It doesn't. Potter, it would do nicely to control your temper," Snape cocked his head to the side. "She's a Seer, in a way. Her visions are only brought on when danger is near and it affects someone close to her heart. I am not the one to tell you this." With that Snape stood and headed to the door.

"Snape, I'm not finished with you!"

"I am Potter," Snape sneered at him. "I am finished with you."

Snape walked out of the room leaving a steaming Harry behind. Harry kicked the desk and walked to the Gryffindor Tower.

"Hey Harry!" Ron grinned when he walked in the Common Room. Hermione looked up and smiled at him.

Harry growled and sat down across from the couple. They snuck glances at each other and looked at Harry, who had his arms folded across his chest and a scowl set to his face.

Harry finally spoke. "What would you do if you found out a secret about someone and it affected you?"

The two Gryffindors looked at each other and shrugged. "What are you talking about, Harry?" Ron asked.

"Nothing," he sneered and walked to the dorm room. Ron followed him, leaving Hermione behind. Hermione nodded at Ron and went back to her book.

"Harry talk to me," Ron said sitting across from him.

Harry sneered at him. "You've been spending an awful lot of time with Cadogan."

"Well, yes," Ron looked confused. "She's my Order job."

"Why is she your Order job?" Harry sighed still angry.

Ron shrugged. "Dumbledore says she needs to be protected. So he asked me to watch over her."

"Could it be because she's Alexis Potter?" Harry snapped.

"Who told you that?"

"You knew and you didn't even tell me!" Harry snapped. "You and Draco never told me the bloody truth! She never told me the truth."

"I couldn't tell you!" Ron told him. "She has to be the one to tell you."

Harry didn't say anything and just sat there glaring at Ron. Ron sighed. "Do you really want to know why she hasn't told you?"

"Yes, I do believe I do," Harry snarled.

Ron sighed again and ran his hand through his hair. "I shouldn't be the one to tell you," Ron began. "But I will…" Ron ruffled his hair and continued talking. "She's been getting this vision…About you, Malfoy, Voldemort, and her…" Ron paused again. Harry looked impatiently at him and waited for him to continue. "She's going to die Harry."

"What?" Harry's eyes widened.

"She's going to sacrifice herself to save you," Ron said quietly. "Once she tells you, Voldemort is going to use her to get to you. The longer she puts off telling you, the longer she gets to spend with you. Even if you don't know about your relationship with her."

"The only family I have left is going to die?" Harry sounded bitter.

"Harry, it isn't your choice for her to live or die. You should get to know her," Ron told him. "She is your sister and you of all people should take what you can get."

Harry shook his head vigorously. "Tell me how she dies."

Ron swallowed. "She gives up her power…"

"WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?" Harry bellowed.

"That's the reason Voldemort wants her alive," Ron told him. "He wants her power, and she can give up a certain part of it that will allow whomever has it not to die an unnatural death and to heal. She gives it up for you and Malfoy. She gives it to you and Malfoy."

Harry was confused. He gaped at Ron, not knowing what to say. Ron glanced at Harry before standing up to leave. "Don't be angry with her for not telling you," he told Harry. "Don't even be angry about her past. Just be glad you have her in your life." With that Ron walked out.

Harry sat steaming. Voldemort has and will take away everyone in his family. His sister slept with his boyfriend. Well, Harry began thinking. I can't exactly call him my boyfriend yet, now can I?

Harry finally resolved to go visit Professor Dumbledore. Harry strode into Dumbledore's office, where, surprise, he was waiting for Harry.

"Mr. Potter," the professor said offering him a lemon drop. Harry shook his head. "Tell me why you have decided to join me this morning."

"Alexis Potter," Harry said simply. "I want to know why no one ever told me I had a twin sister."

"We thought she had died when Voldemort killed your parents. Of course, she would have been an incredible asset to him, had he gotten her alive," Dumbledore sighed. "It seems that even though they had gotten her out of the Hollow alive, she refuses. Do you know why Harry?"

Harry shook his head and waited for Dumbledore to continue. "I can't tell you why. It is not my place."

"NOW IT'S NOT YOUR PLACE?" Harry felt like banging his head against the desk.

"Harry, there are times you need to hear the facts from the source," Dumbledore told him. "Surely you remember your 4th and 5th years. Let her tell you when she's ready. Which, if I'm not mistaken, will be before you know it."

Harry felt like screaming and walked out of the office without a word to the elder wizard. Instead of going to lunch, Harry strode to the dorm and sat on his bed. Harry shut his eyes, suddenly the Great Hall came into vision.

'What the hell?' Harry was thinking, but kept his eyes closed.

"Alexis are you alright?" Draco asked quietly.

"Fine," she mumbled poking her food with her fork.

"Are you sure?" Blaise asked her.

"I said I was fucking fine," Alexis growled.

"Uh, Lex?"

"What?"

"Have you been sleeping well?" Draco asked softly.

"No."

"How's your scar?" Draco whispered so no one else could her.

Instinctively she brought her hand up to her neck and rubbed softly. "Alright."

'Scar?' Harry was very confused but kept his eyes screwed shut.

He knew he was seeing things through Alexis' eyes, but he didn't know how. Draco put his hand in hers and pulled her to the doors.

"What?" she snapped.

"Lex, what's wrong?" Draco asked her when they were standing in the Entrance Hall.

"Nothing."

"Can you give me more than one word answers?" Draco was annoyed.

Harry could feel the smirk on Alexis' face. "No," she told him deliberately.

Draco sighed. "Tell me about your nightmares."

"No," Alexis scowled. "I'm not telling anyone."

Draco sighed again and leaned against the wall. "Have you ever thought that maybe your bond is growing stronger?"

"What bond would that be Dracy?" Alexis grinned at the horrified look on Draco's face.

"I thought I told you not to call me that," Draco muttered before answering her question. He rubbed his temples, looking like Alexis was deliberately annoying him. "Your twin bond. The bond you have with Harry."

"Oh, that bond," Alexis looked at the blond boy. "You mean the one I have with your boyfriend. That bond?" Draco blushed as Alexis continued. "Well lets put it this way, the nightmares I've been having, aren't mine."

"So you're saying they're…" Draco's voice trailed off.

"You're right on the money there Drake," Alexis muttered walking away.

"Where are you going?"

"To class, where maybe I'll get some peace and quiet."

Harry shook his head and looked around his room. That was strange. He'll have to remember to ask Fred and George about their bond and perhaps even the Patil twins.

As Harry paced the room quickly, thinking about what he heard and why he was so upset. 'Oh, yeah…Draco slept with my sister.'

Just as he thought that, Draco stormed in. "Potter what's up your arse?"

"Why can't you just fuck off?" Harry growled, sitting on his bed.

"Because we need to talk things out," Draco tried to keep his anger in check.

"What else do we need to talk about? Is there something else I don't know? Maybe some more secrets?" Harry said sarcastically. "You know what? I'm fucking tired of being the last to know everything. I never knew I was a fucking wizard until Hagrid came and got me; I thought my parents died in a car crash because that's what my relatives told me. Do you think I FUCKING ENJOY THIS? Being lied to every single day?"

"Har-"

"I think I have the right to know this, don't you?" Harry said. "I think I have the right to know this SINCE IT BLOODY CONCERNS ME!"

"I kn-"

"No, you DON'T KNOW!" Harry yelled. "You have NEVER been treated like this before; you were told everything, and everyone doesn't treat you like a God or something, and everyone doesn't treat you like you're fragile or you'll break just because of some stupid nightmares or secrets! I CAN COPE! I've went this far-don't you think I can live it up? I HATE the way people treat me because they think I'm BLOODY SPECIAL WHEN I'M NOT!"

Objects began floating around, and Draco had to duck as a book whizzed past him. He walked towards Harry and sat down on the bed, and wrapped his arms around him. "You are special to me, Harry," he whispered into his neck.

Harry stiffened when Draco had put his arms around him, but relaxed a little when Draco began rocking him a little. He leaned into Draco's embrace, and started crying. Draco rubbed Harry's back soothingly as the objects around the room dropped to the ground. Harry continued crying while Draco kissed his forehead lightly.

Draco felt Harry's body go heavy, and he looked down at Harry's tear-stained face. It looked as though Harry was starting to fall asleep.

Harry's bloodshot eyes popped opened. "Alexis," he whispered rushing to the door.

"What?" Draco blinked in confusion.

"Something's wrong…" Harry mumbled sleepily. He shook his head and headed to the Common Room.

"What's wrong?" Draco trotted after Harry. "Harry, tell me."

Harry shook his head again and ran out with Draco after him. The two boys received bewildered stares from other Gryffindors.

As they ran down the corridor, they ran into Ron. "Harry, I was just coming to get you."

"What happened?"

"You know?" Ron looked startled and shook his head knowing that Fred and George always knew when something was wrong with the other. "She's in the hospital wing."

"WHAT HAPPENED?" Harry and Draco shouted.

Ron shrank back. "She fell…down the stairs. She's bloodied pretty badly, broken bones too…" Ron's voice trailed. "Madame Pomfrey thinks she went through some kind of withdraw."

Draco's eyes widened. "It must've happened when you lost control."

"What?"

Draco shook his head. "Damn it…Harry the bond…it's strengthening too fast. Just be thankful it wasn't you."

"I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT!"

"She's not a normal witch Harry," Ron told him quickly, heading to the Hospital Wing. "Remember that power I told you about. It will save her. But if it would've been you that fell…you both would probably ended up in there."

Harry ran to the girl's side. "This is my fault."

"Harry-"

"It's not your fault you idiot." The boys looked down and saw the redhead open her eyes. "I tripped."

Her eyes fluttered closed and Harry knew she was lying. "I'm sorry, for everything…"

Alexis' voice sounded hoarse. "Don't be. It's not your fault. Now let me sleep."

The boys smiled weakly and watch her fall asleep. "Harry, you should get some rest," Draco murmured scooping the boy up.

"I want to stay here," Harry said stubbornly, eyelids drooping.

"She'll be fine…she's been worse off before." Draco pulled Harry up, who leaned into his chest. "Come on."

Draco lead a sleepy Harry and a nosey Ron to the Slytherin entrance. He bypassed the entrance and muttered a password and the portrait swung open. Ron helped Draco settle Harry into on of the adjoining rooms' bed.

"Be good to him Malfoy."

"I will…" Draco said as the two boys watch Harry fall into a dreamless sleep. "I will."

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