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Silver: Well to be quite honest to you (and the rest of the world) Liesl is an improved version of myself; she's got my bitchiness and the looks and body I would LOVE to have. Glad you enjoyed the last chappie, you find out much more about her in this one. xx

Chapter three: The Secret of Gryffindor Tower.

There was a stunned silence in the compartment. Ron looked as though he'd been slapped because he wore a dazed look; in contrast to Ron, Harry had gone pale, as had Ginny. Hermione however, wore a frown.

"How can that be possible?" she asked. "I mean, to be his niece he'd had to have had a brother or sister would he not? And we all know perfectly well that that can't be true-"

"Why can't it?" snapped Liesl interrupting her.

"Well because V-Voldemort's mother died in child birth and his father left before he was even born, is that right Harry?" she asked tentatively, Harry nodded.

Liesl sighed and ran her hand down her face in an exasperated manner, and then said, "Things aren't always what they seem..."

"What do you mean by that?" asked Ginny finding her voice.

"Yeah, I'd be interested to know as well!" said Ron raising his voice. "If you ask me, she's a liar and a bullshitter, and I'm not-"

"Give it a rest you guys," said Harry wirily, "Just give her a chance to talk... Liesl... maybe you should start from the beginning..."

"The beginning... what is the beginning..." she pondered to herself. "Well, maybe I should just start from when mother and my dear old uncle were born...

"As you already seem to know, Voldemort was born as Tom Marvolo Riddle, named after his muggle father who left before he was born. What you don't know is that he had a twin sister born Emily Louisa Riddle; my mother. In those days if a woman died in child birth, and she had more than one child it was very unlikely for the children, however close in age they might be, to be sent to the same orphanage; and that is scenario that took place there. My mother and uncle were separated at birth, sent to separate orphanages, knowing nothing of each other. Another assumption half a century ago was that boys were tougher than girls, so naturally my mother was sent to a fairly good orphanage just for girls in Southampton; where as uncle Voldemort was sent to a run down place near Newcastle-"

"That far away from each other?!" Ginny said disbelievingly.

Liesl frowned, "Like I said, it was over half a century ago. Anyway, a French couple on holiday in Southampton, had never been able to have children and so had a look around the orphanages while they were there. They spotted my mother instantly, a two week old baby girl whose mother had died giving birth to her; they were instantly smitten with her and arranged to take her back to France with them. As the years went by, Emily grew up a happy and healthy French girl who loved her parents and her country-"

"They never told her that they weren't her real parents?!" Hermione nearly shouted

"Why should they?" asked Liesl annoyed. "My grandmother died giving birth to her, nobody knew where her father was, and as for her brother, they didn't even know he existed!"

"Yeah but still..." muttered Hermione.

"Yeah but still nothing!" stated Liesl raising her voice. "Look, do you want to hear this or not?!"

They all stayed silent, watching her with unwavering stares.

"Good. Now, as I was saying... Her adoptive parents obviously had no idea of her magical background until she received her letter. And no before you say anything she didn't go to Hogwarts, she went to Beauxbatons Academy for Magic" giving Ron a glare as he opened his mouth to speak; he quickly closed it again and glared back at her.

"After she graduated from Beauxbatons, she trained as a teacher of Transfiguration for three years before returning to work at Beauxbatons, the place where the best years of her life took place. After fifteen years of loyal service to the school, she was rewarded the honour of headmistress, which she accepted with open arms. She was 35 by this point and had no intention of having any children, the main reason being that she was too busy with her career. Then one day two years later, during the summer break she met a young muggle man who was about ten years her junior. It was a typical holiday romance; it lasted for two weeks until he had to return to Austria. My mother was never the promiscuous type, but I think it was the fact that she was so astounded that this young man found her attractive as no other man had before, that she had a relationship with him. She never saw him again after he left and within a month she found out that she was pregnant with me. As a devout Christian she didn't believe in abortion, or should I say, the murder of an unborn child."

"Unfortunately both her adoptive parents died when she was two months and three months gone with me; a trying time for her, but she soldiered on. Until, when clearing her parents' house out, she found the adoption papers, realising that she wasn't in fact who she thought she was... By now the whole world knew of the awful events taking place in England, but she still had no idea that she had a brother until one day, when interviewing candidates for the DADA post at Beauxbatons, did she meet a young man who was later to become the best friend she ever had and also the one to tell her about her past and about her 'long lost' brother. The young man got the job and when they became friends he told her about the secret organisation he was in; I believe all of you know of it, The Order of the Phoenix..."

"The Order of the Phoenix is Dumbledore's organisation!!!!!!!" shouted Ron. "If you are who you say you are its really dangerous for you to know about it!" he turned to the others, "What if she goes running straight to you-know-who?!"

"If you'd shut that hole in your face for one second Weasley then you'd know the 'why's' to everything" Liesl said coldly, it was obvious to any fool that she had taken an instant dislike to Ron and the feeling seemed mutual.

"As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted," she shot Ron another filthy look. "Mother learned that Lord Voldemort was in fact her twin brother and that she had been sent a body guard to keep an eye on her, for if Voldemort found out about her, he would surely come looking for her. And of course, having a Dark Lady around as well as a Dark Lord was none too appealing for the Order."

"Several months later I was born, it was like déjà vu, mother died giving birth to me, just like her mother died giving birth to her. Afterwards the will was read and she had left everything to me, but until I'm of age, that is to say seventeen, everything is in the care of my Godfather, my mothers close friend and bodyguard, Remus Lupin..."

Harry's head snapped up, until now he had been listening quietly, saving any questions he had until the end, but now....

"Lupin?" Harry said with a mixture of shock and disbelief. "As in my dad's old friend Remus Lupin?"

"Yes Harry, Remus is my Godfather and my guardian, he was my mother's best friend and protector and I owe him everything. It seems that we share a friend, quite ironic isn't it? I mean considering who we are and everything..."

"Of course!" exclaimed Hermione, "Don't you remember Harry? Lupin said he'd be seeing more of us this year because he'll be making frequent trips to the school; it's not just for the Order, it must be to see her as well!"

"Very good Granger, you catch on quickly" Liesl said sarcastically; and before Hermione could make a response she said "Now can I carry on before we get any older, that is, if you still want the whole picture and not some covered up version some else could feed you..."

They were all quiet once more, but it seemed as if Ron was not the only one that now had a vendetta against Liesl; but in Harry's opinion, it didn't look as though she gave a monkey's flying backside what anyone thought.

"Now, because it wasn't safe for me to come to England while uncle was still running riot, I was put into a care home until young Mister Potter here put a temporary stop to the evil bastards games. Remus came back to France to get me, and there was an almighty uproar at the Ministry as soon as I landed on English soil. The Ministry believed Voldemort to be dead, as you know, and with my mother gone they didn't think there was a threat anymore, that is until they laid eyes on me. They were shit scared that once I got big enough I would follow in my uncle's footsteps, spreading fear and havoc where ever I went, so they decided it was best if I was locked away in kiddie jail until I was big enough to go to Azkaban." She raised a hand to silence Ginny, Hermione and Ron as they tried to interrupt her. When they shut their mouths again she continued, "Remus however, had grown really attached to me, and out of loyalty for my mother and love for me he refused to give me up. So Dumbledore stepped in. He compromised with the Ministry. The compromise was that I would live with Remus until my magical powers started to show, then, instead of being imprisoned in Azkaban, I would instead be imprisoned in Hogwarts."

"And it was a prison none the less. I was five years old when my magical powers began to show, so the Ministry took this as a warning sign and ordered Remus to take me to Hogwarts. And that he did. I was sorted as soon as I got there, and found to be a Gryffindor, something the Ministry found hard to comprehend. I was sorted no less than ten times, and each time the result was the same. I can still hear the Sorting Hat shouting 'GRYFFINDOR! GRYFFINDOR! GRYFFINDOR!' over and over again. In the end Dumbledore lost his patience and demanded that they leave me be. After they left, the rules where explain to me; as it was the summer break I could wander the castle and the grounds as I pleased, within reason of course, but when term started, I would 'live' in Gryffindor Tower. Of course what he meant was that I'd be imprisoned in the tower in a secret 'apartment' so I'd be out of harms way and also never able to hurt others. Have any of you every heard of the rumour of the Secret of Gryffindor Tower?" they all nodded their heads as a 'yes', "Well guess what? I'm the secret everyone talks of, it's not some monster or secret weapon should uncle Voldie come back, it's just lil' old me; and now with much of Dumbledore's influence, the Ministry have let me start main stream school for the first time, but then again," she said with a small laugh "I doubt very much whether Dumbledore would have kept me locked up in there much longer anyway."

She sat there waiting for their reactions, waiting for the questioning to start, and the insults to come from that foul mouthed red head.

Hermione was the first to speak, "Why now?" she asked

"What do you mean?" Liesl asked her back

"What I mean is; why now have they let you out? I mean surely this is the most dangerous time to....to....to pull a stunt like that!" she finished finding the right words.

"I dunno," stated Liesl casually shrugging her shoulders, "Don't ask me to fathom the way Dumbledore's mind works, even for someone who's been around for years like me that's an impossible task. All I can say is that he has his reasons."

"You'll be sleeping in the same dormitory as Hermione?!" stormed Ron

"Yes, unfortunately. That is one of the draw backs of freedom," Hermione's face went red with anger, "As well as having to see your ugly mug every day Weasley, but it's like they say, you can't have it all" she said with a small smile.

"You little bitc-"

"Ah, ah, ah. Careful. You'd better watch yourself; you wouldn't want to pick a fight with the most powerful witch in Hogwarts now would you? But then again," her eyes met Harry's; "You could get the most powerful wizard of the age to stick up for you couldn't you?" her eyes settled back on Ron. Hermione had seen who she was looking at and said, "Why were you looking at Harry?"

Liesl merely laughed at her and said sarcastically "Well Granger, surely with brains like yours you'd know that people have to look some where."

Hermione glared at her. Ginny decided to try and break the tension and said "What was that stuff you gave Harry earlier to stop his scar hurting?"

"Well that's a simple enough question. All my life I've known that I was someday going to meet 'the boy who lived', and so I studied curse scars and discovered that if the spell caster i.e. Lord Voldemort had a relative i.e. me, and the one who had the scar i.e. Harry, came into contact with me then the scar would hurt so I set to work to find a remedy to stop the God awful pain Harry felt earlier. After two years of research I discovered this potion, Emilisa it's called. Quite ironic really that its name is a mix of my mothers Christian name and middle name."

"How did you manage to get research done if you were locked in Gryffindor Tower?" Hermione asked sceptically.

"I had the house elves go look in the library for books on the subjects I was after. Next question."

"Voldemort knows nothing about you then?" Harry asked quietly.

"No he doesn't." her voice turning icy, "And it would very much appreciated if it stayed that way. I may look and sound like a bitch, and believe me I am so you'd all better stay out of my way because I'm not exactly the friendliest of people. And you'd better start practicing Occlumency again Potter because if you don't and he hacks your brains, I won't be responsible for my actions-"

"Hey that's enough!" shouted Ron, "Leave Harry alone!"

"Oh I will... the question is... will he leave me alone?"

"Get out!!!" shouted Ron.

"No! Why should I?" asked Liesl in a deathly calm voice, "In case your pea sized brain can't remember Weasley, I was here first and you invaded my space, so you get out, go see your DA members.... Oh yes, I know about that to," she said with a sly smile at the shocked looks on their faces, "I know a lot more than you fools seem to be giving me credit for. I suggest you leave" she slid the compartment door open, "Now."

Ginny and Hermione got up and so did Ron when Hermione grabbed him by the arm, but Harry stayed sitting as if in a trance. Ginny gently took him by the arm and pulled him up.

"Come on Harry! She's not worth our time" said Ron with a very ugly look on his face; the resemblance to Fred and George was uncanny for a second.

"Wait!" shouted Harry, "I want to talk to her some more!" he didn't know why but he just felt the need to talk to her, at that moment, he wanted to be in her company rather than that of his friends. Liesl smirk fell off her face and her face turned cold and hard. She walked over to Harry and whispered in his ear, "Don't you dare come anywhere near me Potter, otherwise I shall personally see to it that the Dark Lord has the time of his life with you."

Ginny and Ron pulled Harry out of the compartment, Harry only caught a glimpse of her face but he could tell that she was angry, and that that was probably no empty threat.

He found himself pulled into a compartment where Dean Thomas, Seamus Finnigan and Neville Longbottom were playing a game of exploding snap. The three of them were already in conversation with Ginny, Hermione and Ron. Ron looked as if he was biting his tongue when Ginny went and cuddled up next to Dean on the seat. They were telling the others where they'd been the whole journey, but they conveniently left out the juicy info about Liesl, all they said was that they'd met the new girl and that she wasn't all that nice. Harry was lost in thought about Liesl; there was something about her that had him intrigued. He was brought back to earth when Hermione pointed out that they were five minutes away from Hogwarts.

'Oh great,' thought Harry, 'I know how Liesl feels, home gradually turning into a prison...'

End of Chapter

A/N: Well wot do y'all think of the latest chappie? Sorry if Liesl seems like the worlds biggest super bitch at the mo but you will grow to like her in time! I promise Sorry this chappie woz quite long as well, you just need to know about Liesl's past before you can see the present her in all her glory! lol Remember! This is only the tip of the iceberg and there's a lot more to come from her, there's more to learn, but until then, review and I'll see ya all next time!

Love Lou xx