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Chapter 2
Hidden Rooms
Harry awoke to a slight shaking. He opened his eyes and saw Hermione leaning over him with a slight smile.
"Harry, it's time for the meeting," she said softly to him. He groaned and sat up; he rubbed his temple with his hand a moment, then stood and made way to the dragon painting.
"Draconis morduit," he mumbled to it. Hermione, Ron, and many ofther Gryffindor D.P. members followed quietly behind him. He looked at his watch a moment; it said five minutes to nine. He let out a sigh of relief as he walked in. Everyone was there besides the people behind him, that were now there. He looked around, and saw Draco and Pansy sitting on a couch. Harry smiled. He went to the front of the room by a chair and waited while everyone sat down. Once all were seated, Harry made move to speak.
"Ermm.. I'm Harrry Potter, leader of this group. Some of you may know me better by 'The Boy Who Lived'" he paused as he heard Draco snort.
"But, I do not wish you to think of me that way. I am just plain old, Harry. I would ask that all third, fourth, and fifth years please stand and come forward that we might all learn your names," he continued. The students he specified stood and came forward. Each spoke his or her name, and then went to sit. Afterwards, Harry had all others do the same.
"There will be a list of all the members in each of the house common rooms with a picture next to their names in case you forget. Which reminds me; for you new members, you will need to know all passwords. The password for Gryffindor tower is Dragon's Flame," he paused as many gasped at why there were being told this information.
"The password for Slytherin Tower is Opal's Desire; the password for Hufflepuff Tower is Heart's Toil; the password for Ravenclaw Tower, is Mind's Flame. You will need these passwords to get inside those towers if the need ever arises. You will notice there are four ranks. That is for experience level. Some of you may argue you have the same experience level as the Sergeants, or me. I am a different rank, because I am the leader, and I have faced Voldemort many times. The Sergeants, if you'll notice, are not there because they are my closest friends, they are there because they have fought Death Eaters, they have seen me against Voldemort, they have more experience with something we are training to do. This group is not just to watch over the school, to give detentions, and take points. We will be getting special classes on Fridays and every other Saturday and Sunday; besides Hogsmeade weekends. We are making sure that we will be ready to fight our enemies. Now, I want to make a point, that anyone who abuses his or her privilages, will be taken out of the team. The only place we are not allowed to give and take points is in classes. We are not allowed to give points to ourselves, or to other students, for pointless reasons. Now... I would ask if there are any questions?" finished Harry. A fourth year Ravenclaw raised her hand.
"Why were some selected after the year had begun, and some were obviously here before the others even got to school?" she asked.
"Well Sarah, I think you'd have to ask Dumbledore that. The oigonal members, are all origonal Dumbledore's Army members. He left it to us to decide if there would be, and who, the new members would be. So... if there are no further questions...?" he answered, and paused. No hands raised so he continued.
"Alright then. Some may know this, and others, may not, but, the D.P. members will be getting some extra classes. The following, will be required for you to take: Charms taught by Professor Flitwick, Defense Against the Dark Arts taught by me, and sometimes assisted by the Sargeants, Potions taught by Professor Snape, and Herbology taught by Professor Sprout, and Transfiguration taught by Professor McGonagol. The non-required classes, are: Care of Magical Creatures taught by Professor Hagrid, a Duelling Club taught by me, sometimes assisted by the Sargeants, and Animagus Forming taught by Poffessor McGonagol for six years and up only. Now, if you would like to spend this time coming to me and telling me what non-required classes you would like to take," he stated. He brought out a peace of paper with a list of all of the members and waited. Almost everyone signed up for the Duelling club. Most sixth years and up signed up for the Animagus class, and some signed up for the Care of Magical Creatures class with Hagrid. There were a few people still talking when everyone had finished signing up. Everyone was still there however. Everyone quieted when Harry stood up a few minutes after everyone had signed up.
"Extra classes will be held on Fridays, Saturdays, and some may have a few classes on Sunday. Please come up to get your schedule, thanks," he said to them. Hermione, Harry, and Ron had the same classes.
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Friday Schedule:
9:30 - 10:45a.m. - Transfiguration - Teacher - McGonagall - In Transfiguration classroom
11:00a.m. - 12:15p.m - Charms - Teacher - Flitwick - In Charms classroom
1:30 - 2:45p.m. - Herbology - Teacher - Sprout - In Herbology classroom (Green-house)
3:00 - 4:15p.m. - Defense Against the Dark Arts - Teacher - Potter - D.P. D.A.D.A Room
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Saturday Schedule:
9:30 - 10:45a.m. - Animagus Forming - Teacher - McGonagall - In Transfiguration classroom
11:00a.m. - 12:15p.m - Potions - Teacher - Snape - In Potions classroom (The Dungeons)
1:30 - 2:45p.m. - Care of Magical Creatures - Teacher - Hagrid - Outside, near Hagrid's hut
3:00 - 4:15p.m. - Duelling Club - Teacher - Potter - D.P. D.A.D.A Room
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Sunday Schedule:
9:30 - 10:45a.m. - Animagus Forming - Teacher - McGonagall - In Transfiguration classroom
11:00a.m. - 12:15p.m - Animagus Forming - Teacher - McGonagall - In Transfiguration classroom
"Now, as to the D.P. D.A.D.A room. There's a painting of a cat layng on top of a wand on the second floor, first cooridor. The password is much the same as the D.P. room; it's just plain 'Draconis'. You are allowed to tell others of the D.P. D.A.D.A room, and its password. I believe that's all, come to me with questions, if you have any," he stated after looking from his schedule. He would give the teachers their schedules the next day. They would have a couple days till their first classes with the D.P. members. Four days until Friday... just a couple days to fix and go over your lesson plans.
Slowly, people started to leave the common room and go back to their house towers. Soon it was only him Hermione, and Ron; but they left soon as well. Harry sat staring the fire, watching it crackle. It was eleven thirty five when something caught his eye. There was a painting in the back of the room. Not giant, perhaps three feet tall, two feet wide. There was a man in the painting. He stood up from the chair he had been in and walked to the painting, studying it a few minutes. The man had blue eyes and was standing in front of a door. The man had white hair and a bit of stubble on his chin; he was in a simple black robe and held his wand simply in his left hand.
"Harry Potter... you're going bloody insane..." he muttered to himself but quickly stopped. When he had said his name, the man's eyes had flashed green. The idea he had had before came again. He sat down a couple feet away from the picture, on the floor. He stared at the picture, many thoughts coming to him.
"Draconis morduit," he said to it. It didn't react.
"Draconis,"
"Potter,"
"Harry Potter," the man's eyes flashed green once again.
"Love?"
"Gryffindor,"
"Friendship?"
"Inflamare,"
"Potter... this is stupid Potter..." he muttered to himself. An idea formed however.
"Lily," he stated to the picture. The man's eyes flashed green and in the painting the door opened. A few seconds later, the painting revealed itself to being a door, and it opened. Harry walked in, and the door closed again. It was light inside and had a couch, one or two chairs. The edges of the room were filled with trunks. He walked around the room seeing pictures on the walls. The first ones had the Marauders and Lily. Some in their years at Hogwarts, some later. Then he came across one with Sirius holding a little baby. Harry assumed it was him so walked past it. He came across ones with his father and a baby, and his mother with a baby. Nothing strange came to him about it, until he came to one with his father and mother. Both were holding babies. Harry's eyes narrowed and he stepped closer to the picture. He came across different characteristics on the babies' faces, though few. He stared a moment longer, then went to a trunk. He opened it and looked inside. There was dust everywhere, but he found a picture, much like the one he had seen on the wall. He turned it over to look on the back. Lily and James, baby Harry and baby Alison Potter. He continued to stare at it, reading the inscription over and over. He ran outside of the room with the picture in tight grasp. He ran out of the D.P. common room, and into the Gryffindor common room. From there he quickly found his way to the Girl's Dormitory. He ran to Hermione's bedside and shook her awake abruptly. She groaned, but Harry shook her again. Her eyes opened and she blinked when she saw Harry.
"Harry what are you--" she started. Harry shoved the picture into her hands and she sat up so she could grab her wand. She whispered 'Lumos' and brought her wand to the picture. She stared and instinctively turned it over. She read the inscription and looked ack at Harry. His face was almost unreadable. She could swear she saw hurt, pain, love, desire, sadness.
"Harry... Where'd you find this Harry?" she asked quietly. He shook his head quietly.
"I found a room, a hidden room in the D.P. common room. It was filled with pictures of my parents, and the marauders; and their stuff. I found this..." he said motioning to the picture. Hermione shook her head in disbelief.
"I say, that, you should probably go to bed tonight; we'll... worry about this in the morning... kay?" she suggested. He nodded slowly and left the room. Hermione still had the picture in her hands, she stared at it a moment longer, then hid it in her dresser. It took a while for both Harry, and Hermione to fall asleep.
* * * * Morning * * * *
The three were walking out of their dormitories. Hermione had the picture in her bag. Harry and Hermione glanced at each other nervously. They walked to the great Hall and started on breakfast. Harry and Hermione kept glancing at the teacher's table, getting quick glances at Dumbledore. Suddenly, Harry spoke up.
"I'm not going to my classes today. I'm going to go see Dumbledore..." he stated, glancing at Hermione, then Ron. Ron looked up from his food, confused.
"I'm going with you Harry, if you don't mind?" said Hermione.
"So am I, but, I'd prefer to know why you're going beforehand?" said Ron. Harry nodded, but made no move to speak again. When they were all done, they left the Great Hall, noticing Dumbledore had left as well. They all started walking to his office. They tried various candy names, until they found the one that worked. The three walked inside. There was Dumbledore, sitting at his desk. They made move to sit in the chairs in front of the desk. Dumbledore looked up and saw them, his eyes held slight wonder.
"Mr. Potter? Mr. Weasley? Ms. Granger? Is there something I can help you with?" he asked.
"Alison," Harry stated simply. Ron looked confused as ever and was watching, waiting for answers. Dumbledore's eyes misted over slightly.
"Alison Irene Potter... how did you come across the name Harry?" he asked. Ron's eyes shot towards Harry, and was in more confusion than before. Hermione pulled the picture out of her bag and showed Dumbledore the inscription. he turned it over and saw the picture. Ron snatched it away from him so he could see it. His eyes darted to Harry.
"Wha--" he mumbled.
"I want to know the truth. All of it," Harry said, cutting off Ron. Dumbledore nodded, and Ron sat back down.
"Lily and James Potter had twins. You and Alison. A friend was taking care of Alison that day, letting her play with her little baby girl the night Voldemort attacked. He doesn't and didn't know that it was twins. Wormtail saw no reason in informing him, since he only cared about Harry. My guess is Wormtail has probably forgotten over this time. When your parents died, Alison was sent to an orphanage, and is still there today. She has been given tutoring in the art of magic, and knows what the average sixth year Hogwarts student knows. You were born one minute before her, and are older than her. Harry, you could request that she be brought to Hogwarts to live with her brother, you are blood. She would be told nothing of this however. You wouldn't be allowed to tell her that you are her sibling, nor that you are related. She would be told that her name is Alison Irene Radstone. Right now, she only knows that her name is Alison. Do you want to do this Harry?" he stated. Harry stayed quiet a while; all eyes on him. He slowly lifted his head, and nodded. Dumbledore pulled out a piece of parchment and a quill. He started writing something; the three guessed it was a letter to the orphenage. When he finished he signed it, then motioned for Harry to come. He handed Harry the quill. Harry read the parchment slowly, then nodded. He signed his name underneath that of Dumbledore's. Dumbledore stood up with the parchment in hand as he made way to the back of the room. There was an owl perched in the corner. Dumbledore handed it the letter, and the the owl flew off.
"Come back this evening Harry, I will have the reply. Until then, I suggest you go to your regular classes," he stated. The three students made move to leave the office. After all their classes were finished, they made to Dumbledore's office.
"She will be here tomorrow. She will be sorted and will start classes on Thursday. The sorting will happen in my office at seven. You may be present if you wish, but, you will be there, as a welcoming comittee. You are the starters of D.A. and the main leaders of D.P. You may become friends, but you cannot tell her that you are related in any reason. You look a lot a like, but, you will deny ever having met each other. I'll see you tomorrow Harry," Dumbledore said; the last part with a smile. The three nodded and left the office again.
Harry skipped dinner and went straight to his dorm, hoping to be able to fall asleep. This took him an hour or two.
* * * * Morning * * * *
Harry awoke early, and he woke up Ron. They got dressed and went to the common room. They found Hermione waiting for them. They went to the Great Hall and got something to eat, then made their way to Dumbledore's office again. They wouldn't be going to any classes today, instead, showing Alison around et cetera. They walked inside the office and sat down on the chairs. After a few minutes, there was a sound coming from the fireplace. All made their eyes go towards the fireplace. A few seconds later, a girl with long thick ebony black hair and green eyes popped through. She brushed herself off a bit, then turned to face them.
"Hello," she said quietly.
"Alison Radstone?" asked Dumbledore. The girl named Alison nodded. Harry stood and extended his hand reluctantly, wanting to hug her.
"Nice to meet you Alison," he stated. Alison nodded and smiled sweetly.
"Call me Ali... and... what's your name?" she replied. Harry smiled.
"Harry, Harry Potter, call me Harry," he replied. Alison quirked an eyebrow at the name 'Potter', 'Harry Potter', but nodded. She looked over to Ron and Hermione, looking puzzled. Harry smiled.
"This is Ron Weasley, and Hermione Granger," he stated motioning to them.
"They are here to welcome you. You may find that, Harry is the leader of a group called the Dragon's Patrol. Ron and Hermione here, are also members. Feel free to talk to them about anything. They know everything about your... past, they can help with almost anything you come across, I'm sure," Dumbledore stated. Alison looked confused at that.
"Why would students know that? Does everyone know everything about me?" she asked with a slight frown.
"No, they are the only ones that know of you being here in fact. However... why they know, I cannot tell you," Dumbledore replied. He paused as his eyes shifted around the room. There was a stool to the right of his desk and he motioned fr her to sit there. The three sat back in their chairs as Dubledore got the Sorting Hat. She sat down, and a few seconds later, Dumbledore placed the hat on her head. After a minute or so, the hat exclaimed a single word. 'Gryffindor'. Harry, Ron, and Hermione were grinning. Dumbledore's eyes had their regular sparkle and he nodded.
"You will wish to show her around then? Help her get unpacked?" Dumbledore speculated. The four nodded and they made leave of the headmaster's office. Once out of the office, they began to speak and converse.
"So... how much exactly do you guys know? Can you tell me why you know about any of it?" Alison asked.
"Exactly, how much do you know Ali?" asked Hermione.
"Not much really... I come from the orphanage, I'm sure you know that. I just found that my last name is Radstone actually. I'm not sure why I'm here either. The people at the orphanage said that a relative of mine was putting me here," she said, obviously baffled.
"I'm sorry Ali... I don't think we can tell you much. I can tell you, that yes a relative put you here. They, or rather, the relative, wanted you to go to Hogwarts. I cannot tell you who your relative is. We can tell you a little bit about your parents though, if you wish," Hermione stated. Alison's head shot up and she nodded vigorously, though, obviously confused.
"You have your mother's eyes. The hair color of your father. Other than that I can't really tell you much... Harry can tell you more about them than I can," she said. Alison's eyes darted to Harry, then back to Hermione and he smiled weakly.
"Do you know my parents? Do you know who they are? Their names?" she asked Hermione excitedly.
"Ron and I have never met them. Sadly... we know their names... and who they are... but... we aren't allowed to tell you. We're sorry Ali," said Hermione. Alison's eyes darted back to Harry.
"She said that only her and Ron haven't met them... does that mean...?" she asked. Harry nodded weakly.
"No one's allowed to tell my anything about my past!? Why is it that you know more about me than I do!? Darnit!" she ranted, and paused.
"She said, you knew more about my parents?" she stated. Harry nodded and opened his mouth to speak.
"You look like your mother... only... with your father's eyes. I can't remember them, your parents... but I've seen photos--" he stopped dead realizing what he'd said. She stopped as well, along with Ron and Hermione.
"Photos?" she asked timidly. Harry nodded weakly. A tear rolled down his face and he looked down. Suddenly he walked away quickly, more tears falling from his face. Alison made to go after him, but Hermione and Ron stopped her.
"It's best if you let him alone..." said Ron.
"I'm sure, that he'll try and let you see some photos of your parents. He knows what it's like... not knowing what your parents look like... what they were like..." said Hermione. Alison nodded, knowing his story.
"When the time comes... he'll tell you everything he knows about your parents. For a while however... I think that it will have to wait. We'll help you unpack and show you around the castle after breakfast. If Harry hasn't shown up by then... I'll try and find him. I doubt it will be possible though. He knows of many secret rooms in this castle, and there are some, that only he in the school can go in," Hermione stated. Alison looked up, confused.
"Rooms only he can go in?" she asked.
"Well, actually... two people can go inside. More can go inside if they have the help of one of those two people. There's one particular room... Chamber of Secrets... Only Harry and Voldemort can go inside. It's because their parsletongues. I doubt Harry would go there though. It would remind him of too many things," she replied. Alison nodded and they made their way to the girls dormitory, while Ron went to the boys, then the D.P. common room, to check for Harry.
~ ~ Harry ~ ~
Harry ran blindly to the D.P. common room. When he got there, an idea formed. He went to the painting of the old man.
"Alison Potter," he stated. The man's eyes turned green a moment. Harry nodded, spoke the password and found himself in the room he had found with his parents' belongings. When he found himself there, he started taking all the pictures that had him in it down. All the pictures that had writing on the back he took down. He started stuffing all these things within two trunks that were empty that had been in the back of the room. Every thing that had his name or his parents' names on it, he stuffed in one of the trunks. He went through all the other trunks searching. He had decided that he was going to bring Alison to this room, but wouldn't let her find out about their parent's names, or anything about him. After a couple hours he finished. He quietly left the room and went to his dormitory to get the invisibility cloak and the Marauder's Map. He went back to the room a moment and locked the two trunks so that she could only get to everything else. Then he looked at the map. He found Alison Potter, (of course, the map never lied) in her dormitory. He slipped on the invisibility cloak and made for the girl's dormitory, putting the map in his pocket. He quietly slipped into her dorm room and saw er lying in her bed staring at the ceiling.
"Ali," he whispered when he got near her bedside. She sat up, confused.
"Harry? Where are you? Why are you in here?" she asked.
"I'm in front of you. I wanted to show you something. You have to promise to tell no one about it though, kay?" he replied. She climbed out of bed and stood up. She nodded her reply and he opened the invisiblity cloak, wrapping it around her as well. He whispered for her to remail silent and made way to the common room. Once at the painting he whispered the password and then let the cloak fall.
"I see what Hermione meant by it would be hard to find you. You do seem to know of secret rooms," she whispered. She stood at the entrance of the room, looking around. Harry walked straight to the painting and whispered the password quietly, so she couldn't hear. He motioned for her to follow him. He picked up the cloak on his way in. When they walked in she gasped at what she saw.
"This is as much about your parents as I'm allowed to let you know," he said to her gently. She nodded, though she knew he was still keeping something important from her. After looking around for many hours she finally stopped and sat in a chair across from him.
"I know there's something you're keeping from me. Don't get me wrong Harry... I'm really happy to know this much about my parents, it's a lot more than I used to know... but... what can you tell me about what you're not supposed to tell me? Can you tell me why you're not allowed? Or why you know so much?" she asked.
"I can't tell you because... it's better that way I guess. It'll keep you safer. You'll be in danger if anyone finds out about you exsisting. Why I know so much... I guess... let's say... my family was a good friend to yours... I was at your house a lot..." he replied quietly; he paused, then continued.
"I'm not allowed to tell you anything about your parent's names, first, or last, or much about my family..." he finished. She looked up.
"I've just got to figure it all out on my own then, huh...?" she replied. Harry frowned.
"Alison..." he started.
"I've got to figure it all out on my own. You're not going to be helpful on the matter either, are you?" she asked.
"I'd really love for you to know. Really Ali, trust me on that... but... if you found out... I just don't know... I proised Dumbledore that I wouldn't tell you, and... I don't want you to get hurt Ali..." he replied.
"He isn't stopping you from giving me clues is he?" she asked. Harry let out a small laugh and shook his head; suprised at his sister. He watched her a moment. She lifted her head and stared at him a moment. He raised his hand and brushed his hair away from his face, accidentaly revealing his scar. Alison raised a hand to her forehead in thought a moment. She asked him to come over to her. He did so and knealed next to her chair, resting his head on the arm. She put her hand beneath his chin and raised his head. Her other hand was busy. Her finger traced over his scar. She pulled back her hair behind her ear and his breath was caught. She nodded.
"Harry... have you noticed how much we look... alike?" she asked. He squirmed, not sure what to do.
"What?" she asked. He shook his head, though he knew she already had an idea forming in her brain she wouldn't let go of.
"Where'd you get your..." he asked, motioning towards the scar on her forehead; the one like his. She shook her head.
"I don't know," she replied simply. Harry nodded and they stayed that way a while, before a small smirk appeared on Harry's face.
"You're going to have trouble keeping the guys away from you tomorrow," he said with a smile. She quirked an eyebrow, a small smile on her face.
"I could fend them off if you want me to; be the big brother you never had?" he said, a small smile on his face, but it shrunk when he realized what he had said. Her eyes narrowed and then softened. She smiled slightly and nodded, a small smirk upon her face filled with amusement.
"So, if I think I've figured the secret out, do I grab you, Hermione, and Ron or something and take you all to Dumbledore and ask him if I'm correct?" she asked, returning to the origonal subject. Harry squirmed.
"I think actually, that the matter more-so-over concerns just you and me. We could bring along the Ron and 'Mione if you wanted though," he replied, hoping he wasn't sounding obvious. He saw her eyes narrow slightly, then relax. She nodded.
"Well, do you wanna leave here now? Go have a go at some dinner?" she asked. He smiled.
"Sure Ali," he replied.
The next day at breakfast was when all the other students met Alison 'Radstone'. Seamus, Dean, and several other male students could be seen oggling at Alison. Harry behaved the way a brother should to a younger sibling. He told many of them to bugger off, but not always, sometimes he waited until she gave him a pleading look. Alison was just finishing some toast when someone tapped her shoulder. She looked up, as did Harry, Ron, and Hermione. The three scowled.
"What are you doing here Malfoy?" asked Harry.
"I, am greeting the new student Potter," he spat. He turned to look at Alison again.
"Name's Malfoy, Draco Malfoy," he stated. Alison had a general dis-trust already but replied.
"I'm Alison, Alison Radstone," she replied. He nodded.
"So, what's got you to come here?" he asked 'politely'. Draco started to look her up and down, staring, his eyes flicked over to Harry a moment and his eyes narrowed, but relaxed when he looked back to Alison.
"A relative put decided to put me in Hogwarts. I don't know who the relative is either," she replied. Draco's eyes flashed back to Harry, then back to Alison. Alison's eyes narrowed a second when she saw his reaction to the news and she looked over to Harry momentarily a moment as well. Draco just nodded; he looked back to Harry, then left. Harry watched him go to his table and pull out a piece of parchment. Harry wondered what he was writing. Twenty minutes later, the owls started rushing into the Great Hall. A beautiful grey owl with a white face stopped in front of Harry.
Potter,
Meet me outside of the Slytherin tower. Don't let yourself me seen Potter.
That was all the letter said, but Harry knew it was from Malfoy. He looked over to the Slytherin table. Not seeing Malfoy he figured that he wanted him to go there now. Harry excused himself from the table and went to his dormitory in Gryffindor tower. He pulled out his invisibility cloak and pulled it on. He slipped through the D.P. common room, into the Slytherin common room and outside of the common room. He saw Draco in a shadow not far away. Harry let the cloak fall and he rolled it up behind his back. He coughed, getting Draco's attention.
"No one saw you?" Draco asked. Harry shook his head. Draco nodded and motioned for Harry to follow. They came to a painting. Draco whispered something to it and it opoened. Harry and Draco walked inside. There were four chairs. Draco and Harry sat across from each other and Harry waited for Draco to speak.
"Alison Radstone?" he asked accusingly. Harry nodded.
"What about her?" Harry asked.
"I think you know very well what about her," Draco replied. Harry's eyes narrowed.
"I don't think I know what you're talking about Draco," he replied. Draco's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Resemblance between you two is far too noticable," he replied. Harry's eyes narrowed to slits.
"I don't know what you're talking about," he replied again.
"I'm not on the dark side P--Harry. Maybe my father is, you and I both know he is. I am not; I'm not going to report any of this conversation to Voldemort or my father," he stated bluntly. Harry relaxed slightly.
"How much do you think you know?" Harry asked.
"I don't know anything important as fact. I do know however, that Voldemort thinks you are the only living Potter. I think he is mistaken. Radstone said that she doesn't know who her relative is. She's been in an orphanage for the past fifteen years of her life, and she has the same birthdate as you. She also looks like you. Those green eyes are hard to miss Potter," he stated. Harry sighed.
"I'm not allowed to tell anyone anything. I can't give you any straight answers," Harry replied. Draco nodded.
"I'll take that as a yes," he replied.
"If you want straight answers, you'll have to go to Dumbledore, and I'd suggest taking me along," Harry replied. Draco nodded and made to get up. Harry followed, knowing full-well where he wanted to go. They went straight to his office and went in after giving the gargoyle the password. Dumbledore looked up and his eyes got ever so misty again. Draco and Harry sat down in front of his desk.
"Sir, I have a question," stated Daco. Dumbledore nodded and motioned for him to continue.
"Alison Radstone. That's not her last name, is it Professor?" he asked. Dumbledore looked to Harry.
"He says he's not on the dark side like his father Professor. I haven't told him anything either," he stated. Dumbledore looked back to Draco.
"Will you promise not to talk about this with anyone other than the faculty, Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, and Ms. Granger?" he asked. Draco nodded, as did Dumbledore afterwards.
"You are correct in your assumption. Lily and James Potter had twins," he stated. Draco had been expecting as much, but was still shocked.
"Alison doesn't know anything about her being related to Harry?" he asked. Harry and Dumbledore shook their heads.
"I've told Alison everything about h--our parents, that I could, without revealing me being related. I've shown her hundreds of pictures, none holding me in them. I've locked away everything that has anything to do with me, and our parents names," Harry stated. Draco's eyes showed wonder when Harry mentioned 'hundreds'. Harry shook his head, telling him not to talk about it yet.
"You realize that she will see the fact you look like siblings? Or atleast cousins?" Draco asked. Harry nodded grimy.
"We're hoping she won't find out for some time however," he replied. Draco nodded and made to leave, Harry followed. Once outside the office, Draco turned to him.
"Where did you get all the pictures Potter?" he asked curiously.
"I found a hidden room that was filled with their belongings and pictures," he replied. Draco nodded then looked at him; shyly?
"Could you take me there?" he asked quietly. Harry paused a moment, then agreed. They walked into the Slytherin common room, then into the D.P. common room. Harry made his way to the painting with the man and blue eyes. Draco followed. He whispered the password and they walked in. Draco looked around, amazed. Harry sat down, while Draco started looking at all the pictures.
"Why are you so interestetd Draco?" Harry asked.
"No reason..." Draco muttered. Harry smiled, having a guess.
"Draco..." Harry started. Draco turned around to meet him with curiousity.
"You might not want to let on to Ali that you know who her parents are... she might not be happy about another person knowing something she would really like to know," Harry stated. Draco nodded and turned back to the pictures.
* * With Alison * *
Meanwhile, Alison was sitting in the library, a stack of books was in front of her. Some were yearbooks, some were books like Hogwarts a History. Right now she held a yearbook in her hands. She flipped through each page slowly. Staring at each page in turn. Soon she pushed the book into a growing pile of rejected books and she picked up another book. She opened the book and looked through it looking for pictures on any of the pages. She stopped when she saw a picture of Harry. She started reading the story about Harry Potter. At the bottom she saw his picture. She started to stare at it in thought. She recalled what her father looked like in the pictures Harry had shown her. The messy black hair and square but rounded face. The more she stared at the picture of Harry the more he reminded her of her father.
She picked up another yearbook as an idea formed. It was a stupid idea, but, she knew she had to find out, or she'd never be at rest. She looked for the name Potter. The yearbook was quite old; probably twenty years old. She found the name James Potter and stared at the picture above the name. She couldn't believe it, she wouldn't. She stared at it a moment longer, then started flipping furiously back through the pages and quickly found the name Lily Evans. She sat flabbergasted, staring at the page. She left the books on the table, not caring and went straight to the Gryffindor Tower. Not finding Harry in his dormitory, she remembered the room that he had taken her to that was connected to the common room. The password had been Draconis... something... Draconis Morduit! She ran to the painting of the dragon and it let her in the room at sound of the password. She groaned in frustration not seeing him there. She went to the painting of the man, then groaned when she remembered what she had been doing when Harry had told it the password. She tried again and again to get in but the man wouldn't let her. She sat down on a couch inside the room she was in. She had yet to ask Harry what this room was used for. A fewthings caught her eye and she left the couch. There was a list of all the D.P. members. She realized, that this was some kind of meeting room. She groaned inwardly at the thought of a member finding her here. She decided to ignor the thought. She sat back on the couch and waited.
Not half an hour later, she saw the painting move. She stood up immediately and stood. She watched as both Harry, and Draco stepped out. They were greeted by an angry looking Alison.
* * Harry * *
After a long while, Draco and he, decided to leave the room. The painting opened and they were greeted by an angry looking Alison.
"Harry James Potter!" she screeched.
"Alison Irene --" he stopped. She nodded angrily.
"Can't say it can you?" she asked, enraged.
"What are you talking about Alison?" asked Harry. Draco knew he shouldn't interrupt into the fight.
"Why on EARTH did you all think it was better for me to not know who I really was!? Dumbledore knows, you know, Ron knows, Hermione knows, and it seems Draco knows too! Who else knows hmmm? Don't you think I should know too?" she screeched at him. Harry winced.
"We were trying to protect you, if Voldemort finds out, if he ever found out, you'd be in danger," he replied.
"I don't care a damn about that! Everyone's heard about the legendary power of Harry Potter, don't you think I might have some of that? WE'RE TWINS. I just figured out why I have this scar, I think it's because we're linked; you got it, and it appeared on my forehead too. That's my personal little theory. Now, I want to know why the BLOODY HELL did everyone with to keep everything a secret from me!? HOW LONG HAVE YOU KNOWN I EXSISTED, HARRY...!?" she yelled.
"I only found out about three or four days ago Alison! You want me to say it!? ALISON IRENE POTTER, there, HAPPY? I was the relative who asked that you come and be taught at hogwarts. I wanted to meet my SISTER. Then Dumbledore told me I wouldn't be allowed to tell you we were related in ANY WAY, SHAPE, OR FORM! Don't you think I was disappointed? I still chose to have you come though. You are going to have to stay as Alison Irene RADSTONE, because otherwise, Voldemort will try to kill you. He will see you as a threat. I don't WANT anyone to be killed because of me ANYMORE. Maybe I was WRONG to bring you here..." he ranted.
"No Harry, you weren't wrong, it's time for this hiding to stop. We're going to Dumbledore right now. Draco, and everyone that knows is coming too. We are going to bring out my name, my true name. We're getting over this," she replied. She grabbed Draco's and Harry's wrists and started to drag them to the Gryffindor common room. She glared daggers at them, telling them to stay. They obeyed, knowing better than to leave. They could, easily, they both knew that, and with Harry's knowledge, and the invisibility cloak in his robes, they could stay hidden for months most likely. They'd be killed when they were found however. When she came back she brought back a very confused Hermione and had her stand with Harry and Draco. Hermione stared at Draco, wondering why he was in the Gryffindor common room. Soon Alison came back with another confused character by name of Ron. She began to push them all out of the common room towards the headmaster's office. Soon they began to recognize where they were being prodded to and didn't need as many prods. She stopped at the gargoyle, giving it the password, then proceded to prod them inside. She managed to come out first and Dumbledore looked up.
"Ms. Radstone?" he inquired.
"Potter, you mean Potter, don't you!? Ms. Potter. That's me, the sister of the boy who lived. I want you to tell everyone about me, I don't want to live under this fake name any longer Poffesor!" she screeched. An expressionless face turned to Harry. Harry stepped back and whispered that she had found out.
"Don't you DARE try to convince me to continue going by RADSTONE. I will PERSONALLY run in the Great Hall and scream out that my name is ALISON IRENE POTTER, and not RADSTONE!" she ranted. Dumbledore nodded submissively.
"I am guessing you would wish for an interview, with reporters?" he asked dully. Alison nodded vigorously. Everyone was suprised to see Hermione stand up. She threw some floo powder in the fire place and said something they didn't hear. She put her head in and she started talking to someone. All were suprised, besides a few, to find Rita Skeeter coming in a few minutes later. She looked dully unhappy. She sat on a chair that was empty, slightly across from Harry and Alison.
"I understand that I am to write an article on Harry?" she asked. Alison shook her head.
"You are to write about Harry Potter, and his sister," she corrected. Skeeter's eyes bulged.
"Sister? Harry Potter doesn't have a SISTER!" she raved. Hermione motioned for her to be quiet.
"We repeat, you are to write about Harry Potter's twin sister, Alison Irene Potter," stated Hermione, firmly.
"That'll be the story of the century! Let's start now! First, explain how no one knows about this other Potter, how she escaped You-Know-Who when Harry got a scar that nearly cost him his life?" she babbled. Alison looked to Harry, not knowing most of the answers to her questions and he nodded.
"Lily and James Potter had twins, Alison and Myself. Here, I would mention that Sirius Black is our godfather, and he is innocent. The real secret keeper had been Peter Pettigrew - Wormtail. Wormtail was and is, as he is still alive, an unregistered animagus. His transformation was a rat. He faked his death so that Sirius would get the blame. Anyway, Wormatil didn't deem it necisary to inform Voldemort of Alison, and still hasn't. Alison was at someone else's house the night of the attack. Alison also has the lightning bolt scar however. She believes that we have a link and got the scar when I did. She has spent most of the years of her life in an orphanage. I found out about her less than a week ago by finding a picture of us as babies in our parents arms. I requested to the orphanage she come here as I was her blood relative, and I am older than her. By a minute, but older. When she came, she figured it out after a little thought... She doesn't want to hide any of this information. I can get you a picture of the both of us, and a picture of the both of us, as babies, with our parents," he summed. Skeeter was writing furiously, as Hermione wouldn't let her use her magic quill. She finished, and looked up, awed. Hermione told her that she was to give the article to The Quibbler, and that The Quibbler would already have the pictures. She then dismissed her, getting rid of her. Alison was also hushed, as she hadn't known much of that information.
"Sirius Black... our godfather?" she stumbled eventually. Harry nodded. Soon they left Dumbledore's office and they all began to talk in the common room of the Dragon's Patrol. Harry slipped away eventually. No one really noticed. He came back half an hour later and handed Alison a D.P. Sergeant badge, along with one of the coins. He asked her to be part of the team and she accepted, after which he explained everything about the group and the coins. Then she got her schedule, which was the same as Harry, Hermione's and Ron's. They would have their first extra classes the next day.
He was sitting on a couch in the common room when Hermione came and sat beside him.
"So, have you thought at all on what you'd like your Animagus form to be?" she asked quietly.
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Chapter 2
Hidden Rooms
Harry awoke to a slight shaking. He opened his eyes and saw Hermione leaning over him with a slight smile.
"Harry, it's time for the meeting," she said softly to him. He groaned and sat up; he rubbed his temple with his hand a moment, then stood and made way to the dragon painting.
"Draconis morduit," he mumbled to it. Hermione, Ron, and many ofther Gryffindor D.P. members followed quietly behind him. He looked at his watch a moment; it said five minutes to nine. He let out a sigh of relief as he walked in. Everyone was there besides the people behind him, that were now there. He looked around, and saw Draco and Pansy sitting on a couch. Harry smiled. He went to the front of the room by a chair and waited while everyone sat down. Once all were seated, Harry made move to speak.
"Ermm.. I'm Harrry Potter, leader of this group. Some of you may know me better by 'The Boy Who Lived'" he paused as he heard Draco snort.
"But, I do not wish you to think of me that way. I am just plain old, Harry. I would ask that all third, fourth, and fifth years please stand and come forward that we might all learn your names," he continued. The students he specified stood and came forward. Each spoke his or her name, and then went to sit. Afterwards, Harry had all others do the same.
"There will be a list of all the members in each of the house common rooms with a picture next to their names in case you forget. Which reminds me; for you new members, you will need to know all passwords. The password for Gryffindor tower is Dragon's Flame," he paused as many gasped at why there were being told this information.
"The password for Slytherin Tower is Opal's Desire; the password for Hufflepuff Tower is Heart's Toil; the password for Ravenclaw Tower, is Mind's Flame. You will need these passwords to get inside those towers if the need ever arises. You will notice there are four ranks. That is for experience level. Some of you may argue you have the same experience level as the Sergeants, or me. I am a different rank, because I am the leader, and I have faced Voldemort many times. The Sergeants, if you'll notice, are not there because they are my closest friends, they are there because they have fought Death Eaters, they have seen me against Voldemort, they have more experience with something we are training to do. This group is not just to watch over the school, to give detentions, and take points. We will be getting special classes on Fridays and every other Saturday and Sunday; besides Hogsmeade weekends. We are making sure that we will be ready to fight our enemies. Now, I want to make a point, that anyone who abuses his or her privilages, will be taken out of the team. The only place we are not allowed to give and take points is in classes. We are not allowed to give points to ourselves, or to other students, for pointless reasons. Now... I would ask if there are any questions?" finished Harry. A fourth year Ravenclaw raised her hand.
"Why were some selected after the year had begun, and some were obviously here before the others even got to school?" she asked.
"Well Sarah, I think you'd have to ask Dumbledore that. The oigonal members, are all origonal Dumbledore's Army members. He left it to us to decide if there would be, and who, the new members would be. So... if there are no further questions...?" he answered, and paused. No hands raised so he continued.
"Alright then. Some may know this, and others, may not, but, the D.P. members will be getting some extra classes. The following, will be required for you to take: Charms taught by Professor Flitwick, Defense Against the Dark Arts taught by me, and sometimes assisted by the Sargeants, Potions taught by Professor Snape, and Herbology taught by Professor Sprout, and Transfiguration taught by Professor McGonagol. The non-required classes, are: Care of Magical Creatures taught by Professor Hagrid, a Duelling Club taught by me, sometimes assisted by the Sargeants, and Animagus Forming taught by Poffessor McGonagol for six years and up only. Now, if you would like to spend this time coming to me and telling me what non-required classes you would like to take," he stated. He brought out a peace of paper with a list of all of the members and waited. Almost everyone signed up for the Duelling club. Most sixth years and up signed up for the Animagus class, and some signed up for the Care of Magical Creatures class with Hagrid. There were a few people still talking when everyone had finished signing up. Everyone was still there however. Everyone quieted when Harry stood up a few minutes after everyone had signed up.
"Extra classes will be held on Fridays, Saturdays, and some may have a few classes on Sunday. Please come up to get your schedule, thanks," he said to them. Hermione, Harry, and Ron had the same classes.
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Friday Schedule:
9:30 - 10:45a.m. - Transfiguration - Teacher - McGonagall - In Transfiguration classroom
11:00a.m. - 12:15p.m - Charms - Teacher - Flitwick - In Charms classroom
1:30 - 2:45p.m. - Herbology - Teacher - Sprout - In Herbology classroom (Green-house)
3:00 - 4:15p.m. - Defense Against the Dark Arts - Teacher - Potter - D.P. D.A.D.A Room
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Saturday Schedule:
9:30 - 10:45a.m. - Animagus Forming - Teacher - McGonagall - In Transfiguration classroom
11:00a.m. - 12:15p.m - Potions - Teacher - Snape - In Potions classroom (The Dungeons)
1:30 - 2:45p.m. - Care of Magical Creatures - Teacher - Hagrid - Outside, near Hagrid's hut
3:00 - 4:15p.m. - Duelling Club - Teacher - Potter - D.P. D.A.D.A Room
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Sunday Schedule:
9:30 - 10:45a.m. - Animagus Forming - Teacher - McGonagall - In Transfiguration classroom
11:00a.m. - 12:15p.m - Animagus Forming - Teacher - McGonagall - In Transfiguration classroom
"Now, as to the D.P. D.A.D.A room. There's a painting of a cat layng on top of a wand on the second floor, first cooridor. The password is much the same as the D.P. room; it's just plain 'Draconis'. You are allowed to tell others of the D.P. D.A.D.A room, and its password. I believe that's all, come to me with questions, if you have any," he stated after looking from his schedule. He would give the teachers their schedules the next day. They would have a couple days till their first classes with the D.P. members. Four days until Friday... just a couple days to fix and go over your lesson plans.
Slowly, people started to leave the common room and go back to their house towers. Soon it was only him Hermione, and Ron; but they left soon as well. Harry sat staring the fire, watching it crackle. It was eleven thirty five when something caught his eye. There was a painting in the back of the room. Not giant, perhaps three feet tall, two feet wide. There was a man in the painting. He stood up from the chair he had been in and walked to the painting, studying it a few minutes. The man had blue eyes and was standing in front of a door. The man had white hair and a bit of stubble on his chin; he was in a simple black robe and held his wand simply in his left hand.
"Harry Potter... you're going bloody insane..." he muttered to himself but quickly stopped. When he had said his name, the man's eyes had flashed green. The idea he had had before came again. He sat down a couple feet away from the picture, on the floor. He stared at the picture, many thoughts coming to him.
"Draconis morduit," he said to it. It didn't react.
"Draconis,"
"Potter,"
"Harry Potter," the man's eyes flashed green once again.
"Love?"
"Gryffindor,"
"Friendship?"
"Inflamare,"
"Potter... this is stupid Potter..." he muttered to himself. An idea formed however.
"Lily," he stated to the picture. The man's eyes flashed green and in the painting the door opened. A few seconds later, the painting revealed itself to being a door, and it opened. Harry walked in, and the door closed again. It was light inside and had a couch, one or two chairs. The edges of the room were filled with trunks. He walked around the room seeing pictures on the walls. The first ones had the Marauders and Lily. Some in their years at Hogwarts, some later. Then he came across one with Sirius holding a little baby. Harry assumed it was him so walked past it. He came across ones with his father and a baby, and his mother with a baby. Nothing strange came to him about it, until he came to one with his father and mother. Both were holding babies. Harry's eyes narrowed and he stepped closer to the picture. He came across different characteristics on the babies' faces, though few. He stared a moment longer, then went to a trunk. He opened it and looked inside. There was dust everywhere, but he found a picture, much like the one he had seen on the wall. He turned it over to look on the back. Lily and James, baby Harry and baby Alison Potter. He continued to stare at it, reading the inscription over and over. He ran outside of the room with the picture in tight grasp. He ran out of the D.P. common room, and into the Gryffindor common room. From there he quickly found his way to the Girl's Dormitory. He ran to Hermione's bedside and shook her awake abruptly. She groaned, but Harry shook her again. Her eyes opened and she blinked when she saw Harry.
"Harry what are you--" she started. Harry shoved the picture into her hands and she sat up so she could grab her wand. She whispered 'Lumos' and brought her wand to the picture. She stared and instinctively turned it over. She read the inscription and looked ack at Harry. His face was almost unreadable. She could swear she saw hurt, pain, love, desire, sadness.
"Harry... Where'd you find this Harry?" she asked quietly. He shook his head quietly.
"I found a room, a hidden room in the D.P. common room. It was filled with pictures of my parents, and the marauders; and their stuff. I found this..." he said motioning to the picture. Hermione shook her head in disbelief.
"I say, that, you should probably go to bed tonight; we'll... worry about this in the morning... kay?" she suggested. He nodded slowly and left the room. Hermione still had the picture in her hands, she stared at it a moment longer, then hid it in her dresser. It took a while for both Harry, and Hermione to fall asleep.
* * * * Morning * * * *
The three were walking out of their dormitories. Hermione had the picture in her bag. Harry and Hermione glanced at each other nervously. They walked to the great Hall and started on breakfast. Harry and Hermione kept glancing at the teacher's table, getting quick glances at Dumbledore. Suddenly, Harry spoke up.
"I'm not going to my classes today. I'm going to go see Dumbledore..." he stated, glancing at Hermione, then Ron. Ron looked up from his food, confused.
"I'm going with you Harry, if you don't mind?" said Hermione.
"So am I, but, I'd prefer to know why you're going beforehand?" said Ron. Harry nodded, but made no move to speak again. When they were all done, they left the Great Hall, noticing Dumbledore had left as well. They all started walking to his office. They tried various candy names, until they found the one that worked. The three walked inside. There was Dumbledore, sitting at his desk. They made move to sit in the chairs in front of the desk. Dumbledore looked up and saw them, his eyes held slight wonder.
"Mr. Potter? Mr. Weasley? Ms. Granger? Is there something I can help you with?" he asked.
"Alison," Harry stated simply. Ron looked confused as ever and was watching, waiting for answers. Dumbledore's eyes misted over slightly.
"Alison Irene Potter... how did you come across the name Harry?" he asked. Ron's eyes shot towards Harry, and was in more confusion than before. Hermione pulled the picture out of her bag and showed Dumbledore the inscription. he turned it over and saw the picture. Ron snatched it away from him so he could see it. His eyes darted to Harry.
"Wha--" he mumbled.
"I want to know the truth. All of it," Harry said, cutting off Ron. Dumbledore nodded, and Ron sat back down.
"Lily and James Potter had twins. You and Alison. A friend was taking care of Alison that day, letting her play with her little baby girl the night Voldemort attacked. He doesn't and didn't know that it was twins. Wormtail saw no reason in informing him, since he only cared about Harry. My guess is Wormtail has probably forgotten over this time. When your parents died, Alison was sent to an orphanage, and is still there today. She has been given tutoring in the art of magic, and knows what the average sixth year Hogwarts student knows. You were born one minute before her, and are older than her. Harry, you could request that she be brought to Hogwarts to live with her brother, you are blood. She would be told nothing of this however. You wouldn't be allowed to tell her that you are her sibling, nor that you are related. She would be told that her name is Alison Irene Radstone. Right now, she only knows that her name is Alison. Do you want to do this Harry?" he stated. Harry stayed quiet a while; all eyes on him. He slowly lifted his head, and nodded. Dumbledore pulled out a piece of parchment and a quill. He started writing something; the three guessed it was a letter to the orphenage. When he finished he signed it, then motioned for Harry to come. He handed Harry the quill. Harry read the parchment slowly, then nodded. He signed his name underneath that of Dumbledore's. Dumbledore stood up with the parchment in hand as he made way to the back of the room. There was an owl perched in the corner. Dumbledore handed it the letter, and the the owl flew off.
"Come back this evening Harry, I will have the reply. Until then, I suggest you go to your regular classes," he stated. The three students made move to leave the office. After all their classes were finished, they made to Dumbledore's office.
"She will be here tomorrow. She will be sorted and will start classes on Thursday. The sorting will happen in my office at seven. You may be present if you wish, but, you will be there, as a welcoming comittee. You are the starters of D.A. and the main leaders of D.P. You may become friends, but you cannot tell her that you are related in any reason. You look a lot a like, but, you will deny ever having met each other. I'll see you tomorrow Harry," Dumbledore said; the last part with a smile. The three nodded and left the office again.
Harry skipped dinner and went straight to his dorm, hoping to be able to fall asleep. This took him an hour or two.
* * * * Morning * * * *
Harry awoke early, and he woke up Ron. They got dressed and went to the common room. They found Hermione waiting for them. They went to the Great Hall and got something to eat, then made their way to Dumbledore's office again. They wouldn't be going to any classes today, instead, showing Alison around et cetera. They walked inside the office and sat down on the chairs. After a few minutes, there was a sound coming from the fireplace. All made their eyes go towards the fireplace. A few seconds later, a girl with long thick ebony black hair and green eyes popped through. She brushed herself off a bit, then turned to face them.
"Hello," she said quietly.
"Alison Radstone?" asked Dumbledore. The girl named Alison nodded. Harry stood and extended his hand reluctantly, wanting to hug her.
"Nice to meet you Alison," he stated. Alison nodded and smiled sweetly.
"Call me Ali... and... what's your name?" she replied. Harry smiled.
"Harry, Harry Potter, call me Harry," he replied. Alison quirked an eyebrow at the name 'Potter', 'Harry Potter', but nodded. She looked over to Ron and Hermione, looking puzzled. Harry smiled.
"This is Ron Weasley, and Hermione Granger," he stated motioning to them.
"They are here to welcome you. You may find that, Harry is the leader of a group called the Dragon's Patrol. Ron and Hermione here, are also members. Feel free to talk to them about anything. They know everything about your... past, they can help with almost anything you come across, I'm sure," Dumbledore stated. Alison looked confused at that.
"Why would students know that? Does everyone know everything about me?" she asked with a slight frown.
"No, they are the only ones that know of you being here in fact. However... why they know, I cannot tell you," Dumbledore replied. He paused as his eyes shifted around the room. There was a stool to the right of his desk and he motioned fr her to sit there. The three sat back in their chairs as Dubledore got the Sorting Hat. She sat down, and a few seconds later, Dumbledore placed the hat on her head. After a minute or so, the hat exclaimed a single word. 'Gryffindor'. Harry, Ron, and Hermione were grinning. Dumbledore's eyes had their regular sparkle and he nodded.
"You will wish to show her around then? Help her get unpacked?" Dumbledore speculated. The four nodded and they made leave of the headmaster's office. Once out of the office, they began to speak and converse.
"So... how much exactly do you guys know? Can you tell me why you know about any of it?" Alison asked.
"Exactly, how much do you know Ali?" asked Hermione.
"Not much really... I come from the orphanage, I'm sure you know that. I just found that my last name is Radstone actually. I'm not sure why I'm here either. The people at the orphanage said that a relative of mine was putting me here," she said, obviously baffled.
"I'm sorry Ali... I don't think we can tell you much. I can tell you, that yes a relative put you here. They, or rather, the relative, wanted you to go to Hogwarts. I cannot tell you who your relative is. We can tell you a little bit about your parents though, if you wish," Hermione stated. Alison's head shot up and she nodded vigorously, though, obviously confused.
"You have your mother's eyes. The hair color of your father. Other than that I can't really tell you much... Harry can tell you more about them than I can," she said. Alison's eyes darted to Harry, then back to Hermione and he smiled weakly.
"Do you know my parents? Do you know who they are? Their names?" she asked Hermione excitedly.
"Ron and I have never met them. Sadly... we know their names... and who they are... but... we aren't allowed to tell you. We're sorry Ali," said Hermione. Alison's eyes darted back to Harry.
"She said that only her and Ron haven't met them... does that mean...?" she asked. Harry nodded weakly.
"No one's allowed to tell my anything about my past!? Why is it that you know more about me than I do!? Darnit!" she ranted, and paused.
"She said, you knew more about my parents?" she stated. Harry nodded and opened his mouth to speak.
"You look like your mother... only... with your father's eyes. I can't remember them, your parents... but I've seen photos--" he stopped dead realizing what he'd said. She stopped as well, along with Ron and Hermione.
"Photos?" she asked timidly. Harry nodded weakly. A tear rolled down his face and he looked down. Suddenly he walked away quickly, more tears falling from his face. Alison made to go after him, but Hermione and Ron stopped her.
"It's best if you let him alone..." said Ron.
"I'm sure, that he'll try and let you see some photos of your parents. He knows what it's like... not knowing what your parents look like... what they were like..." said Hermione. Alison nodded, knowing his story.
"When the time comes... he'll tell you everything he knows about your parents. For a while however... I think that it will have to wait. We'll help you unpack and show you around the castle after breakfast. If Harry hasn't shown up by then... I'll try and find him. I doubt it will be possible though. He knows of many secret rooms in this castle, and there are some, that only he in the school can go in," Hermione stated. Alison looked up, confused.
"Rooms only he can go in?" she asked.
"Well, actually... two people can go inside. More can go inside if they have the help of one of those two people. There's one particular room... Chamber of Secrets... Only Harry and Voldemort can go inside. It's because their parsletongues. I doubt Harry would go there though. It would remind him of too many things," she replied. Alison nodded and they made their way to the girls dormitory, while Ron went to the boys, then the D.P. common room, to check for Harry.
~ ~ Harry ~ ~
Harry ran blindly to the D.P. common room. When he got there, an idea formed. He went to the painting of the old man.
"Alison Potter," he stated. The man's eyes turned green a moment. Harry nodded, spoke the password and found himself in the room he had found with his parents' belongings. When he found himself there, he started taking all the pictures that had him in it down. All the pictures that had writing on the back he took down. He started stuffing all these things within two trunks that were empty that had been in the back of the room. Every thing that had his name or his parents' names on it, he stuffed in one of the trunks. He went through all the other trunks searching. He had decided that he was going to bring Alison to this room, but wouldn't let her find out about their parent's names, or anything about him. After a couple hours he finished. He quietly left the room and went to his dormitory to get the invisibility cloak and the Marauder's Map. He went back to the room a moment and locked the two trunks so that she could only get to everything else. Then he looked at the map. He found Alison Potter, (of course, the map never lied) in her dormitory. He slipped on the invisibility cloak and made for the girl's dormitory, putting the map in his pocket. He quietly slipped into her dorm room and saw er lying in her bed staring at the ceiling.
"Ali," he whispered when he got near her bedside. She sat up, confused.
"Harry? Where are you? Why are you in here?" she asked.
"I'm in front of you. I wanted to show you something. You have to promise to tell no one about it though, kay?" he replied. She climbed out of bed and stood up. She nodded her reply and he opened the invisiblity cloak, wrapping it around her as well. He whispered for her to remail silent and made way to the common room. Once at the painting he whispered the password and then let the cloak fall.
"I see what Hermione meant by it would be hard to find you. You do seem to know of secret rooms," she whispered. She stood at the entrance of the room, looking around. Harry walked straight to the painting and whispered the password quietly, so she couldn't hear. He motioned for her to follow him. He picked up the cloak on his way in. When they walked in she gasped at what she saw.
"This is as much about your parents as I'm allowed to let you know," he said to her gently. She nodded, though she knew he was still keeping something important from her. After looking around for many hours she finally stopped and sat in a chair across from him.
"I know there's something you're keeping from me. Don't get me wrong Harry... I'm really happy to know this much about my parents, it's a lot more than I used to know... but... what can you tell me about what you're not supposed to tell me? Can you tell me why you're not allowed? Or why you know so much?" she asked.
"I can't tell you because... it's better that way I guess. It'll keep you safer. You'll be in danger if anyone finds out about you exsisting. Why I know so much... I guess... let's say... my family was a good friend to yours... I was at your house a lot..." he replied quietly; he paused, then continued.
"I'm not allowed to tell you anything about your parent's names, first, or last, or much about my family..." he finished. She looked up.
"I've just got to figure it all out on my own then, huh...?" she replied. Harry frowned.
"Alison..." he started.
"I've got to figure it all out on my own. You're not going to be helpful on the matter either, are you?" she asked.
"I'd really love for you to know. Really Ali, trust me on that... but... if you found out... I just don't know... I proised Dumbledore that I wouldn't tell you, and... I don't want you to get hurt Ali..." he replied.
"He isn't stopping you from giving me clues is he?" she asked. Harry let out a small laugh and shook his head; suprised at his sister. He watched her a moment. She lifted her head and stared at him a moment. He raised his hand and brushed his hair away from his face, accidentaly revealing his scar. Alison raised a hand to her forehead in thought a moment. She asked him to come over to her. He did so and knealed next to her chair, resting his head on the arm. She put her hand beneath his chin and raised his head. Her other hand was busy. Her finger traced over his scar. She pulled back her hair behind her ear and his breath was caught. She nodded.
"Harry... have you noticed how much we look... alike?" she asked. He squirmed, not sure what to do.
"What?" she asked. He shook his head, though he knew she already had an idea forming in her brain she wouldn't let go of.
"Where'd you get your..." he asked, motioning towards the scar on her forehead; the one like his. She shook her head.
"I don't know," she replied simply. Harry nodded and they stayed that way a while, before a small smirk appeared on Harry's face.
"You're going to have trouble keeping the guys away from you tomorrow," he said with a smile. She quirked an eyebrow, a small smile on her face.
"I could fend them off if you want me to; be the big brother you never had?" he said, a small smile on his face, but it shrunk when he realized what he had said. Her eyes narrowed and then softened. She smiled slightly and nodded, a small smirk upon her face filled with amusement.
"So, if I think I've figured the secret out, do I grab you, Hermione, and Ron or something and take you all to Dumbledore and ask him if I'm correct?" she asked, returning to the origonal subject. Harry squirmed.
"I think actually, that the matter more-so-over concerns just you and me. We could bring along the Ron and 'Mione if you wanted though," he replied, hoping he wasn't sounding obvious. He saw her eyes narrow slightly, then relax. She nodded.
"Well, do you wanna leave here now? Go have a go at some dinner?" she asked. He smiled.
"Sure Ali," he replied.
The next day at breakfast was when all the other students met Alison 'Radstone'. Seamus, Dean, and several other male students could be seen oggling at Alison. Harry behaved the way a brother should to a younger sibling. He told many of them to bugger off, but not always, sometimes he waited until she gave him a pleading look. Alison was just finishing some toast when someone tapped her shoulder. She looked up, as did Harry, Ron, and Hermione. The three scowled.
"What are you doing here Malfoy?" asked Harry.
"I, am greeting the new student Potter," he spat. He turned to look at Alison again.
"Name's Malfoy, Draco Malfoy," he stated. Alison had a general dis-trust already but replied.
"I'm Alison, Alison Radstone," she replied. He nodded.
"So, what's got you to come here?" he asked 'politely'. Draco started to look her up and down, staring, his eyes flicked over to Harry a moment and his eyes narrowed, but relaxed when he looked back to Alison.
"A relative put decided to put me in Hogwarts. I don't know who the relative is either," she replied. Draco's eyes flashed back to Harry, then back to Alison. Alison's eyes narrowed a second when she saw his reaction to the news and she looked over to Harry momentarily a moment as well. Draco just nodded; he looked back to Harry, then left. Harry watched him go to his table and pull out a piece of parchment. Harry wondered what he was writing. Twenty minutes later, the owls started rushing into the Great Hall. A beautiful grey owl with a white face stopped in front of Harry.
Potter,
Meet me outside of the Slytherin tower. Don't let yourself me seen Potter.
That was all the letter said, but Harry knew it was from Malfoy. He looked over to the Slytherin table. Not seeing Malfoy he figured that he wanted him to go there now. Harry excused himself from the table and went to his dormitory in Gryffindor tower. He pulled out his invisibility cloak and pulled it on. He slipped through the D.P. common room, into the Slytherin common room and outside of the common room. He saw Draco in a shadow not far away. Harry let the cloak fall and he rolled it up behind his back. He coughed, getting Draco's attention.
"No one saw you?" Draco asked. Harry shook his head. Draco nodded and motioned for Harry to follow. They came to a painting. Draco whispered something to it and it opoened. Harry and Draco walked inside. There were four chairs. Draco and Harry sat across from each other and Harry waited for Draco to speak.
"Alison Radstone?" he asked accusingly. Harry nodded.
"What about her?" Harry asked.
"I think you know very well what about her," Draco replied. Harry's eyes narrowed.
"I don't think I know what you're talking about Draco," he replied. Draco's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Resemblance between you two is far too noticable," he replied. Harry's eyes narrowed to slits.
"I don't know what you're talking about," he replied again.
"I'm not on the dark side P--Harry. Maybe my father is, you and I both know he is. I am not; I'm not going to report any of this conversation to Voldemort or my father," he stated bluntly. Harry relaxed slightly.
"How much do you think you know?" Harry asked.
"I don't know anything important as fact. I do know however, that Voldemort thinks you are the only living Potter. I think he is mistaken. Radstone said that she doesn't know who her relative is. She's been in an orphanage for the past fifteen years of her life, and she has the same birthdate as you. She also looks like you. Those green eyes are hard to miss Potter," he stated. Harry sighed.
"I'm not allowed to tell anyone anything. I can't give you any straight answers," Harry replied. Draco nodded.
"I'll take that as a yes," he replied.
"If you want straight answers, you'll have to go to Dumbledore, and I'd suggest taking me along," Harry replied. Draco nodded and made to get up. Harry followed, knowing full-well where he wanted to go. They went straight to his office and went in after giving the gargoyle the password. Dumbledore looked up and his eyes got ever so misty again. Draco and Harry sat down in front of his desk.
"Sir, I have a question," stated Daco. Dumbledore nodded and motioned for him to continue.
"Alison Radstone. That's not her last name, is it Professor?" he asked. Dumbledore looked to Harry.
"He says he's not on the dark side like his father Professor. I haven't told him anything either," he stated. Dumbledore looked back to Draco.
"Will you promise not to talk about this with anyone other than the faculty, Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, and Ms. Granger?" he asked. Draco nodded, as did Dumbledore afterwards.
"You are correct in your assumption. Lily and James Potter had twins," he stated. Draco had been expecting as much, but was still shocked.
"Alison doesn't know anything about her being related to Harry?" he asked. Harry and Dumbledore shook their heads.
"I've told Alison everything about h--our parents, that I could, without revealing me being related. I've shown her hundreds of pictures, none holding me in them. I've locked away everything that has anything to do with me, and our parents names," Harry stated. Draco's eyes showed wonder when Harry mentioned 'hundreds'. Harry shook his head, telling him not to talk about it yet.
"You realize that she will see the fact you look like siblings? Or atleast cousins?" Draco asked. Harry nodded grimy.
"We're hoping she won't find out for some time however," he replied. Draco nodded and made to leave, Harry followed. Once outside the office, Draco turned to him.
"Where did you get all the pictures Potter?" he asked curiously.
"I found a hidden room that was filled with their belongings and pictures," he replied. Draco nodded then looked at him; shyly?
"Could you take me there?" he asked quietly. Harry paused a moment, then agreed. They walked into the Slytherin common room, then into the D.P. common room. Harry made his way to the painting with the man and blue eyes. Draco followed. He whispered the password and they walked in. Draco looked around, amazed. Harry sat down, while Draco started looking at all the pictures.
"Why are you so interestetd Draco?" Harry asked.
"No reason..." Draco muttered. Harry smiled, having a guess.
"Draco..." Harry started. Draco turned around to meet him with curiousity.
"You might not want to let on to Ali that you know who her parents are... she might not be happy about another person knowing something she would really like to know," Harry stated. Draco nodded and turned back to the pictures.
* * With Alison * *
Meanwhile, Alison was sitting in the library, a stack of books was in front of her. Some were yearbooks, some were books like Hogwarts a History. Right now she held a yearbook in her hands. She flipped through each page slowly. Staring at each page in turn. Soon she pushed the book into a growing pile of rejected books and she picked up another book. She opened the book and looked through it looking for pictures on any of the pages. She stopped when she saw a picture of Harry. She started reading the story about Harry Potter. At the bottom she saw his picture. She started to stare at it in thought. She recalled what her father looked like in the pictures Harry had shown her. The messy black hair and square but rounded face. The more she stared at the picture of Harry the more he reminded her of her father.
She picked up another yearbook as an idea formed. It was a stupid idea, but, she knew she had to find out, or she'd never be at rest. She looked for the name Potter. The yearbook was quite old; probably twenty years old. She found the name James Potter and stared at the picture above the name. She couldn't believe it, she wouldn't. She stared at it a moment longer, then started flipping furiously back through the pages and quickly found the name Lily Evans. She sat flabbergasted, staring at the page. She left the books on the table, not caring and went straight to the Gryffindor Tower. Not finding Harry in his dormitory, she remembered the room that he had taken her to that was connected to the common room. The password had been Draconis... something... Draconis Morduit! She ran to the painting of the dragon and it let her in the room at sound of the password. She groaned in frustration not seeing him there. She went to the painting of the man, then groaned when she remembered what she had been doing when Harry had told it the password. She tried again and again to get in but the man wouldn't let her. She sat down on a couch inside the room she was in. She had yet to ask Harry what this room was used for. A fewthings caught her eye and she left the couch. There was a list of all the D.P. members. She realized, that this was some kind of meeting room. She groaned inwardly at the thought of a member finding her here. She decided to ignor the thought. She sat back on the couch and waited.
Not half an hour later, she saw the painting move. She stood up immediately and stood. She watched as both Harry, and Draco stepped out. They were greeted by an angry looking Alison.
* * Harry * *
After a long while, Draco and he, decided to leave the room. The painting opened and they were greeted by an angry looking Alison.
"Harry James Potter!" she screeched.
"Alison Irene --" he stopped. She nodded angrily.
"Can't say it can you?" she asked, enraged.
"What are you talking about Alison?" asked Harry. Draco knew he shouldn't interrupt into the fight.
"Why on EARTH did you all think it was better for me to not know who I really was!? Dumbledore knows, you know, Ron knows, Hermione knows, and it seems Draco knows too! Who else knows hmmm? Don't you think I should know too?" she screeched at him. Harry winced.
"We were trying to protect you, if Voldemort finds out, if he ever found out, you'd be in danger," he replied.
"I don't care a damn about that! Everyone's heard about the legendary power of Harry Potter, don't you think I might have some of that? WE'RE TWINS. I just figured out why I have this scar, I think it's because we're linked; you got it, and it appeared on my forehead too. That's my personal little theory. Now, I want to know why the BLOODY HELL did everyone with to keep everything a secret from me!? HOW LONG HAVE YOU KNOWN I EXSISTED, HARRY...!?" she yelled.
"I only found out about three or four days ago Alison! You want me to say it!? ALISON IRENE POTTER, there, HAPPY? I was the relative who asked that you come and be taught at hogwarts. I wanted to meet my SISTER. Then Dumbledore told me I wouldn't be allowed to tell you we were related in ANY WAY, SHAPE, OR FORM! Don't you think I was disappointed? I still chose to have you come though. You are going to have to stay as Alison Irene RADSTONE, because otherwise, Voldemort will try to kill you. He will see you as a threat. I don't WANT anyone to be killed because of me ANYMORE. Maybe I was WRONG to bring you here..." he ranted.
"No Harry, you weren't wrong, it's time for this hiding to stop. We're going to Dumbledore right now. Draco, and everyone that knows is coming too. We are going to bring out my name, my true name. We're getting over this," she replied. She grabbed Draco's and Harry's wrists and started to drag them to the Gryffindor common room. She glared daggers at them, telling them to stay. They obeyed, knowing better than to leave. They could, easily, they both knew that, and with Harry's knowledge, and the invisibility cloak in his robes, they could stay hidden for months most likely. They'd be killed when they were found however. When she came back she brought back a very confused Hermione and had her stand with Harry and Draco. Hermione stared at Draco, wondering why he was in the Gryffindor common room. Soon Alison came back with another confused character by name of Ron. She began to push them all out of the common room towards the headmaster's office. Soon they began to recognize where they were being prodded to and didn't need as many prods. She stopped at the gargoyle, giving it the password, then proceded to prod them inside. She managed to come out first and Dumbledore looked up.
"Ms. Radstone?" he inquired.
"Potter, you mean Potter, don't you!? Ms. Potter. That's me, the sister of the boy who lived. I want you to tell everyone about me, I don't want to live under this fake name any longer Poffesor!" she screeched. An expressionless face turned to Harry. Harry stepped back and whispered that she had found out.
"Don't you DARE try to convince me to continue going by RADSTONE. I will PERSONALLY run in the Great Hall and scream out that my name is ALISON IRENE POTTER, and not RADSTONE!" she ranted. Dumbledore nodded submissively.
"I am guessing you would wish for an interview, with reporters?" he asked dully. Alison nodded vigorously. Everyone was suprised to see Hermione stand up. She threw some floo powder in the fire place and said something they didn't hear. She put her head in and she started talking to someone. All were suprised, besides a few, to find Rita Skeeter coming in a few minutes later. She looked dully unhappy. She sat on a chair that was empty, slightly across from Harry and Alison.
"I understand that I am to write an article on Harry?" she asked. Alison shook her head.
"You are to write about Harry Potter, and his sister," she corrected. Skeeter's eyes bulged.
"Sister? Harry Potter doesn't have a SISTER!" she raved. Hermione motioned for her to be quiet.
"We repeat, you are to write about Harry Potter's twin sister, Alison Irene Potter," stated Hermione, firmly.
"That'll be the story of the century! Let's start now! First, explain how no one knows about this other Potter, how she escaped You-Know-Who when Harry got a scar that nearly cost him his life?" she babbled. Alison looked to Harry, not knowing most of the answers to her questions and he nodded.
"Lily and James Potter had twins, Alison and Myself. Here, I would mention that Sirius Black is our godfather, and he is innocent. The real secret keeper had been Peter Pettigrew - Wormtail. Wormtail was and is, as he is still alive, an unregistered animagus. His transformation was a rat. He faked his death so that Sirius would get the blame. Anyway, Wormatil didn't deem it necisary to inform Voldemort of Alison, and still hasn't. Alison was at someone else's house the night of the attack. Alison also has the lightning bolt scar however. She believes that we have a link and got the scar when I did. She has spent most of the years of her life in an orphanage. I found out about her less than a week ago by finding a picture of us as babies in our parents arms. I requested to the orphanage she come here as I was her blood relative, and I am older than her. By a minute, but older. When she came, she figured it out after a little thought... She doesn't want to hide any of this information. I can get you a picture of the both of us, and a picture of the both of us, as babies, with our parents," he summed. Skeeter was writing furiously, as Hermione wouldn't let her use her magic quill. She finished, and looked up, awed. Hermione told her that she was to give the article to The Quibbler, and that The Quibbler would already have the pictures. She then dismissed her, getting rid of her. Alison was also hushed, as she hadn't known much of that information.
"Sirius Black... our godfather?" she stumbled eventually. Harry nodded. Soon they left Dumbledore's office and they all began to talk in the common room of the Dragon's Patrol. Harry slipped away eventually. No one really noticed. He came back half an hour later and handed Alison a D.P. Sergeant badge, along with one of the coins. He asked her to be part of the team and she accepted, after which he explained everything about the group and the coins. Then she got her schedule, which was the same as Harry, Hermione's and Ron's. They would have their first extra classes the next day.
He was sitting on a couch in the common room when Hermione came and sat beside him.
"So, have you thought at all on what you'd like your Animagus form to be?" she asked quietly.
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