CHAPTER 14

Harry Potter awoke, early on a Sunday morning, at number 4 privet drive, to the sound of Hedwig pecking frantically on his window. She was carrying word from Ron and Hermione about Fleur and Bill's wedding, their agreed disembarkation point. It had now been two painstaking months since Harry had last heard from his friends, it was brief and tense,

Can't say much, owls are being monitored by just about everyone! Will send you the date of the big day when we can

Your two best friends.

Finally Hedwig had brought more news. Excitedly, he jumped from his bed and grabbed the piece of parchment from Hedwig's beak.

Hey mate,

Well the Phlegm will be here about 2, so try an get over to our good old rabbits hole by 1 so we can get the suits and etcetera. Moony is coming to visit you with a few friends,

From

The brother of your ex. (Still haven't forgiven you for that by the way.)

Harry laughed. Ron never could write in code. He had all his gear packed and was glad to hear Lupin was back. Last he'd heard, he and tonks were off on a secret honeymoon, after they eloped. Said they didn't want to take the spotlight away from Fleur and Bill, especially after what had happened to him. He sighed. Trust Ron to bring up Ginny. She clouded all his thoughts, that fiery red-head he loved so much. He didn't know how he was going to stand the wedding. Her probably looking gorgeous in some beautiful dress robes. However, he was one of the groomsmen, so he had to be there. He'd just try and stay away from her, that's all.

He'd told the Dursleys that he would be going to a wedding, and Aunt Petunia had just sniffed and averted his gaze, especially when he pointed out he wouldn't be returning. Vernon chortled and said, "What kind of freaks would invite you to a wedding. Well I'm not driving you."

Quickly Harry had retorted, "Oh no, Uncle Vernon, I'll be apparating, since I'm now 17." Big Mistake. Vernon had swelled to the size of a small car and yelled, "I will not tolerate it! Not in my house boy!", and slammed the door to his room and locked it, and that was where Harry had been eve since,

A knock at the door startled him, and looking down, saw Petunia welcoming in a pretty red head. His heart soared; maybe it was Ginny! No Harry he reasoned with himself. She wouldn't have come alone, and Petunia wouldn't have welcomed in a wizard so readily. Nope, probably another muggle, unless…he jumped up at the ready. Maybe it was death eaters. Quickly unlocking the door, he began to creep downstairs…

Violet had made herself comfortable on Aunt Petunia's lounge, and was enjoying a cup of tea, as her Aunt came over questioningly, "Oh dear little Violet. That is who you are, isn't it? I just assumed when you looked so much like Lily…" she trailed off and sat down next to her, "So where have you been dear? I just assumed you were…well…you know. I haven't seen you since you were a toddler, and Lily brought you for a visit when Vernon was out. I though you were such a darling," she wiped a tear, "I'd always wanted a daughter." Violet smiled. This was all going too well. Who would have thought her muggle relatives could be so accommodating and nice. "Well," she said, "I'm sorry to seem intrusive, but I was hoping that Harry and I…and at that moment, Harry burst through the door shooting curses at her. She ducked and repelled them instinctively, using wandless, non verbal magic, so Petunia would not be scared of all the screaming of spells. She yelled, "Harry stop, I need to talk to you, it's important!"

Harry continued to fire curses at her, "Who do you think you are. That impersonation. I swear, you ruddy death eater, you're going to pay for what you've done to my family." Petunia was still in shock, as she whimpered, hiding under the lounge.

"Will you just stop and hear me out", Violet screamed, finally shooting a stunning spell at him and he flew back, hit the wall and fell to the ground. Ignoring Aunt Petunia, she strode over to Harry, and winced as she realised she'd let her frustration out into the spell. It took a while to restore him, and hen he came round, comprehension dawning on his face, he tried to leap up, reaching for his wand. "Don't", Violet snapped, "Clearly I am not a death eater, as I stunned you, then rennervated you, then allowed you to keep your wand"

Harry pondered this for a moment, but eventually turned furious, "Who do you think you are? Impersonating my mum, feeding some cock and bull story to Petunia. Either explain yourself right now, or get out!"

Violet sighed, "Boys. Of course Harry, sit down. I have something to show you", and pulled out Dumbledore's pensieve.

"Hey where'd you get…" but trailed off as he saw the look on Violet's face.

Quickly Violet found Dumbledore's memory and showed Harry in the pensieve. Several minutes later, he emerged, looking stunned, "You're my sister?" he questioned in shock, "But why didn't Dumbledore say anything…" he trailed off, "The unbreakable, of course"

"Nice to see you're using that brain in your head, brother of mine", she grinned, but sobered up straight away, "Harry, Snape he…"

"He's a murderer", Harry growled, "Wait till I get my hands on that slimy, greasy bastard."

"Harry, wait", Violet sighed, "I know this is hard to believe, but Snape was ordered to kill him, By Dumbledore himself." Harry opened his mouth and closed it again several times breathlessly before he managed to whisper, "Why?"

"Because then Snape would become closest to the dark lord and be an even more valuable spy"

Harry shook his head, "But how could he…" Once again, a knock came from the door.

PLOT: Violet Potter and Peter Riddle are training with Dumbledore until he dies, when they are finally released and can learn about their past. Peter (Dumbledore's grandson with his daughter and Tom Riddle) and Violet( harry's sister) then attempt to find their past and go to help destroy Voldemort, (dumbledore's daughter told riddle that the son was dead