Harry's Twin by Gemzgurl Chapter: The Dementors Attack: Part I

Lei refused to answer any more questions for the time being. Harry didn't blame her in the least; he knew how it felt to be constantly prodded for information that you didn't really want everyone to know. Even though she wouldn't answer them, many Gryffindors went on asking her questions like, "Have you ever met You-Know-Who?" and "Have you always known that Harry was your twin?" and "Do you remember anything about your parents?" The question that Lavender kept asking was, "What was Italy like?"
Harry had some questions to ask her, too, but he figured that they could wait, since Lei wasn't looking especially cheerful at the moment with everyone bombarding her with inquiries. Most of the boys wanted to know what kind of powers she had, or had she ever played a game of Quidditch?
Absently Lei rubbed her forehead, where her scar was starting to tingle slightly. She never told anyone when her scar hurt because that would mean that they would start fussing over her and she disliked being the center of attention, like she was at the moment. She pushed the thought about her scar away to think about more important matters, such as that strange hat. It seemed like it couldn't make up its mind about her at all, and she wanted to know why it had such a difficult time placing her.
"Surely your powers are fantastic," an excited little second year said to Lei, staring at her through wide blue eyes. "They must be, because Harry's are pretty awesome, too," he pressed when he received no answer from Lei. Harry rolled his eyes; he knew that somehow he was going be dragged into this mess as well, he always was. He, much like Lei, hated to be the subject of everyone's conversations.
"If you like my powers so much, why don't you all just take them!" Lei snapped irritably. The small tingling in her scar was growing into a sharp ache. The pain in her head---along with everyone insisting that she was some sort of interesting specimen---was making her feel grumpy. She knew that the students had a right to be curious, and she knew that she shouldn't be acting so cross with them for being fascinated, but it was starting to get on her nerves.
She looked out a window, and saw nothing but miles of grass, several trees and a large hut for a moment, but then it felt as if everything was zooming past her, but she wasn't moving. Soon Lei could no longer see her fellow classmates, but she could see into a dark forest. After blinking several times, her pupils contracted to let in every bit of light available. She saw no less than five or six floating black figures hovering all around her, except they were floating past her, as if they hadn't seen her at all.
Lei had had this type of experience several times in Italy, in which she would be staring absently at a wall or out a window, when all of a sudden, she wouldn't be seeing the wall or outside the window at all, but somewhere far off. She couldn't really explain how it happened, it just sort of did. She supposed that it was just another one of her stupid powers that just got her into trouble.
Just at that moment, the pain in her head intensified as if someone had applied a white-hot metal bar to her head, right where her scar was. She cried out, and the forest scene in front of her disappeared and she was back at Hogwarts. Only instead of being on her seat at the dinner table, she was sitting on the floor, with everyone in the Great Hall staring down at her. She was about to get up and brush herself off when the metal bar pressed in on her forehead again, and again she cried out.
"Has she gone mad?" someone asked. Lei looked up to see who asked it, but that only made the pain worse. Bright white lights danced in front of her eyes. She blinked a few times, but that didn't help either. All blinking did was make her dizzy.
"Lei, what in the world has gotten in to you?" Harry asked, looking down worriedly at his sister. She wouldn't look up at him, though. She found that staring at the ground made the pain lessen slightly.
A sudden image of those towering black creatures in the forest appeared in Lei's mind, and again the pain got worse, but this time she only gasped. She realized that those things were headed right for Hogwarts, and whatever they were they were not good. Her scar always hurt when she was near evil.
"Lei, what's wrong?" Lei looked up into those bright green eyes, and she felt safe, like Harry would know what to do with those hooded black creatures.
That's when she finally realized what they were. Those things were dementors, the things that guarded the prison in England. Lei had read about them in a book once, how they sucked the souls out of people and left them with no happy memories and forced people to relive their worst memories. But why were they coming here?
"They're coming," she finally managed to half-whisper, half-gasp. "They're coming here, but I don't know why. They're getting closer and closer to the castle by the moment." She furrowed her eyebrows in thought. Why wasn't Harry feeling them too? Didn't his scar hurt? "Can't you feel them coming, Harry?"
"Can't I feel who, Lei? Who's coming here?"
"Doesn't your scar hurt?" she cried desperately. "Don't you feel them getting closer? Doesn't anyone feel it? They're coming!"
"Lei, what are you---?" But then he did feel something. A sudden and brief pain hit Harry's forehead. It felt like his head were about to burst open, but then it was gone and he felt fine again. "Lei, you have to tell me. Who is coming to the castle? Who do you feel coming?"
"It's the---"Lei's hands flew up to her scar and she screamed, tears coursing down her cheeks as the pain grew in her head to an unbearably high level.
The torches on the walls flickered and then went out completely. Outside the sun seemed to have vanished, and suddenly, the Great Hall was extremely cold. Harry breathed out and found that he could see his breath suspended in the air in front of him for a moment before it disappeared.
Now he knew what Lei meant, what she had felt coming toward the castle. She had felt the dementors coming, and obviously knew they were bad. But why had they made her scar hurt? They'd never made Harry's scar hurt, except that brief moment when Lei demanded if he could feel them.
He didn't have much time to ponder such things, however, as just then the doors to the Great Hall opened and six dementors glided in...
Author's Note: Hi again! I know, I know, it's about time that I've updated, right? Well, my computer contracted three viruses and decided to stop working on me for a while now, and it's impossible to post chapters when you can't even turn your computer on, now isn't it? I hope you liked the chapter. Please, please, please review! Now, on with the next chapter you go, since I'm posting them together. (((