Summary: After his fifth year, Harry's summer is downright depressing, but when Remus lets him sort through Sirius's things he makes a discovery that could change his whole life.

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Dark Secrets

Chapter 7: Baby Sister

Taking a deep breath Harry started to read the letter.

Dear Harry,

First I'd like to apologize for not sending this letter with your owl. Hedwig, you said in your letter? I had to though, because this is a much saver way to communicate. I'd like to introduce you to my phoenix, Prongs. Yeah, I know it's a strange name for a phoenix, but I liked it.

Okay, on to your question. To keep it easy; yes you could say I'm Elisabeth Lily Potter. I was born to that name anyway. Sirius hid me though, after the attack that Halloween. Now I'm known as Liz Evans. You may or may not know, but Evans was our mom's maiden name. I know it seems like I'm not hidden very well, but if there's one thing Sirius learned from Remus, it's that if you want to hide something, the best place to do so is right under people's noses. You said you saw a picture of me as a baby. Well, I have to tell you, that's not how I look like at all right now, Sirius made sure of that, though the change is not much. My hair is now auburn, my eyes are a soft hazel colour and I might be a few inches taller, but other than that I haven't been changed. Okay, that's a lie. Sirius also hid my scar. Yeah, you read it right; you're not the only one left with a scar from Voldiepoo's attack.

Okay, so let me tell you something about myself, since you asked for it so nicely in your letter and I mean that. Well, let's see. I'm living in America right now, somewhere in Florida. As you probably guessed I'm fourteen and won't turn fifteen until the 24th of October. That institute I was talking about in my letters, for I'm sure you've been reading them, don't know if you reached the letter where I'm explaining it yet, so I'll tell you now already/again.

That institute is specially made for magical children with potential. It's nothing like the wizarding schools you're used to. The children going to this institute are selected on magical abilities. They are scouted as early as possible. I was brought in when I was eight and started my magical education. I'm one of their top students, but can't get along with anyone here. You see, all children here stopped their muggle education after coming here, but I didn't, leaving me with little time for my magical education. I also don't agree with us being told we're superior to other wizards and witches just because we seem to be better at magic. I believe anyone can do what we're doing, they just need to be given the chance.

There might be another reason why the students here can't stand me. I'm the only one here who can do controlled wandless magic. That's no surprise though. Well, it might be for you, since Sirius probably never really told you about the Potters. You see the name Potter was well known in the wizarding world. They were known for being powerful wizards and have been on top of Voldiepoo's hit list since he started his march for power. Many have been able to do controlled wandless magic. Also the Potters are an ancient pure blood family and we would be considered pure bloods by them too, since mom was a witch and dad a wizard.

You're probably wondering why I know all this. Well, I've been blessed/cursed with a near photographic memory.

Okay, enough about me, let's talk about you. Sirius told me a bit about you, but not much so you can guess I've got a lot of questions for you. How do the Dursley's treat you? How's Hogwarts? Are the teachers nice? Tell me something about your friends and what is that about those troubles that, Sirius said, come to you like a magnet?

Please, please, please, I'm begging you to reply soon. I really want to get to know you better. Oh, and sent your reply with Prongs, just to be on the safe side.

Love,

Liz

P.S.

Please don't tell anyone about me. I don't even want to know what Voldie would do if he knew about me. Oh and if you want to know more, don't be afraid to ask.

Harry could only stare at it for a moment, then read it again. After reading it a third time the happy bubble of before returned. He had a sister. He actually had a sister. A million questions were spinning around in his mind.

'Love, Liz'. He had signed his letter with just; 'Harry'. It seemed too much to ask for her to sign with 'Love, Liz' and yet she had, she had even called him 'Dear Harry'.

A tear spilled from his eye, but this time it was not a tear of sadness. For the first time in a long while a tear of happiness was making its way down his face again. He quickly wiped it away and hurried over to his desk to send a reply.

Two hours later

Smiling Harry put down his quill. He went over the letter one more time. If the letter were intercepted, no one would be able to guess it was a letter from one sibling to another. Satisfied, he turned to the phoenix, which was still waiting patiently on his bed.

"It's finished, Prongs. Could you take it to Liz for me?" Harry asked gently, holing out the scroll.

The phoenix let out a soft melodious reply, taking the letter in his beak before disappearing with a soft pop.

Just then there was a knock on his door.

"Harry, you okay?" Hermione's voice asked.

"I'm fine." Harry replied distractedly, his eyes closed, still processing the information he had received.

A slow creak sounded in his ears and he opened his eyes, turning slightly to see his bushy-haired friend push open the door slightly and give him a tentative smile. Suddenly feeling elated from hearing from his sister, Harry returned her little smile with a wide, happy grin.

"Hermione, hey."

"Harry… Hi – just wanted to see how you were doing." She looked relieved that he hadn't snapped at her, as he was so famous for doing in one of his 'moods'.

"Can I come in?"

"Sure." He agreed, patting a spot on his bed. She came in and seated herself on the bed, relaxing slightly on it.

"So, Harry… Um, what's up?"

The American-like phrase made him think of his sister, and he involuntarily let out a little sigh at not being able to tell anyone about her – he had never kept something this big from his two best friends.

"Harry?" Tilting her head, Hermione stared at her friend worriedly.

"Nothing." He muttered, turning his head away slightly.

Shaking her head, tsking slightly, the muggle-born witch wrapped an arm around one of her best friends, saying, "You can tell me anything, you know that, right?"

"… Yeah." He answered finally.

"Good." She declared, and dropped her head onto his shoulder slightly, keeping her arm around him, two friends silently offering comfort to the other – whether or not they needed it not mattering here and now.

A/N: Okay, sorry for not updating so long, but this has been a difficult chapter for writing. Jenny, who will be beta-reading this story too from now on, actually finished it for me. This story is not going to be H/Hr! Jenny just couldn't help but make them close friends and I have to admit, it's not too bad. I know I'm that close with two of my friends.