The sun was well above the horizon and the day was already in full swing when Shadow awoke the next morning. She could feel the sun beam that had been cast from the window fall on her face. She opened her eyes to find that the other two beds that had been occupied the night before were empty. Lily was no where to be seen either. Shadow guessed that the little cat had gone for exploring.
As Shadow began getting out of bed she remembered the whole conversation she and Dumbledore had had the night before. She still wasn't able to really think of herself as Aurelia. She had been Shadow Lark in her mind for sixteen years; she had trouble seeing herself as Aurelia Minerva Lily Potter.
After putting on some clothes Aurelia wandered down four flights of stairs to enter the kitchen. She was sure that it was almost lunch time at this point. As she entered the kitchen she heard shuffling feet entering the front door behind her. Some one said "Mom" but she paid it no mind. Molly was bustling about the kitchen and already there was quite a feast on the table.
"Good morning Enya, dear, well sit down everyone should be here soon." Said Molly Weasley ushering Aurelia into a seat.
Just after Aurelia had sat down four other people entered. Aurelia recognised Tonks although her hair was now dark green. Remus was also with them. The third man, was the strangest of the quartet he had a magical eye and various chunks were missing out of his face. A light thunk every other stem belied him his wooden leg. He was talking amiably to a young man of about Aurelia's age. The young man had black hair and green eyes. Aurelia felt she should know this man. She had the oddest feeling she had seen those eyes before.
Suddenly, the conversation ended between the boy and man. The man went over to Remus and Aurelia decided to go see if Mother Molly needed any help. As she rose she felt the young man's eye boring into the back of her head. Turning she met his gave. "I'm sorry for staring," he said. "You are not she, however except for your eyes you look very much like her." Aurelia wasn't dense; she knew exactly who stood in front of her now.
Aurelia smiled sadly at her last remaining family member. "Nay, I am not Lily Evens." Remus had been watching the siblings. He knew that Aurelia knew this to be her brother. The girl was very bright, much like her mother before her. Remus would be interested in seeing how her power ranked against that of Hermione Granger.
"Who are you then?" asked Harry who was terribly curios about this girl.
"I am a girl of many names and many stories," Aurelia said with mischief glowing in her smile. "Will you give me a tour of the house after lunch, Harry? In exchanger I will tell you who I am." Remus was having trouble keeping a straight face. Aurelia had been the dominant twin when they had been babies and Remus could tell that nothing had changed. Harry was all but eating out of his sister's hand.
"But I must call you something," said Harry pleadingly. "Give me a name and I'll take you on that tour," he said. Just then three more teens burst through the kitchen door. These were namely Ron, Ginny, and Hermione. They were followed by a tired looking Mr. Weasley.
Bother Harry and Aurelia turned to see who had come in. "Aurelia,' Aurelia said quickly to Harry. Then she hurried past them throwing her arms around Arabella who she had seen behind Mr. Weasley in the entrance hall. Throwing her arms around the elderly lady's neck in a most enthusiastic hug.
"Well if it isn't my little Shadow Lark. My you have grown child. Has Lily been a good friend to you my dear?" asked Arabella picking up the cat that had been rubbing up against her leg. Aurelia never got a chance to answer because it was at that moment that all hell broke loose.
The curtains over the painting behind Arabella and Aurelia flew open and an awful shrieking filed the air. Lily panicked and flew from Arabella's arms leaving a nasty scratch behind. Arabella turned around slowly with an unreadable expression her face. The woman in the painting was screaming all sorts of things at this point. "Hello sister," said Arabella calmly. Those two words were spoken in a voice of absolute contempt, but with them the portrait fell deadly quiet. There was a small group now gather at the kitchen door watching the exchange, none of whom had known of any connection between the lat Mrs. Black and Arabella Figg.
"Arabella," spat Mrs. Black although the name was poison. "Why do you, of people, darken this door way?"
"Because, dear sister, I love my family for all that you disowned me. I may not carry a wand but I can never be a muggle. Did you know that Sirius is dead? Asked Arabella in a voice of bitter pain. "Did you know that your niece killed him, sister? The house of Black had fallen. All that remains of it are Narcissa and Bellatrix. Weaklings both, blinded by power and greed. Andromeda as well as her daughter who would not wear the Black name for all the gold in the world. This house even does not belong to a Black, sister, but to a Potter." After Arabella's little speech something occurred that none present had ever seen before, the curtains closed on their own and there was silence. Arabella turned to the others. "Well, lets got eat, shall we?"
Everyone crowded around the dining room table and began to eat lunch. Harry introduced Ron, Hermione and Ginny to Aurelia. Harry was a little confused because Mr and Mrs Weasley called her Enya, Arabella called her Shadow and Remus called her Aurelia. Then he remembered her saying that she was a girl of many named and many storied. He laughed internally at how true it seemed to be.
After everyone finished lunch Hermione announced that she was going to go unpack her trunk and Ginny offered to help. Mother Molly accosted Ron to help with the lunch dishes and the rest of the adults went off to complete their own tasks leaving Harry and Aurelia to themselves.
"So," Aurelia said turning to her new found brother. "I believe you promised me a tour." She smiled art him, she didn't know why she was playing with him, just that it was fun.
" I did and I believe you promised to tell me who you are. Although, I was inconsiderate having not offered you my own name. I am Harry James Potter, al though he must know that seeing you knew who my mother was." Replied Harry watching Aurelia carefully.
"Come lets start out tour," said Aurelia and not wanting the story she was about to tell Harry to be over heard. Once they were out of the kitchen and walking down the halls of the main lever of number twelve Grimwalde Place. "Much of what I am about to tell you I did not know myself until yesterday. Dumbledore wished to tell you believing you would be angry that it had been kept from her. However, you must realize that I am at the center of this and that I had a right to know first." They entered the same sitting room where Dumbledore and Aurelia had had their discussions the night before.
"Lets sit here, for there is much to discuss," she said. Harry sat down on the couch next to her. "First, much of what I was told last night you already know. You know of Voldmorte and the first year of your life, as well you have no need to be reminded of your own adventures and encounters with him. Before last night I knew nothing of any of this. The only piece of history I knew was that my parents were murdered when I had been just over a year in age.
"Dumbledore told me everything last night about my family, the war and he spoke much of you. He is very very proud of you Harry and of all you have achieved. The first thing he told me lost night was my name. I am Aurelia Minerva Lily Potter, I am you twin sister Harry." Aurelia had tears in her eyes as she looked at her only remaining family member. Harry just stared blankly at the floor. A vision flickered across his eyes and he saw a red haired toddles in his mother's arms.
"I have a sister," Harry whispered not as a question but a statement made in happiness and acceptance. Reaching out ah hand he touched her shoulder. Hazel tear filled eyes met green one equally as tear filled. A single tear trickled down Aurelia's cheek. Harry pulled her into a brotherly hug and words poured out of her. She spoke of lies, never having a family, never knowing her true name. Harry told her of all the abuse and loneliness he had suffered living with Dursley's. Finally, when they had shed their last tears and shared all of their lives they went to find Ron, Ginny and Hermione.