Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. Der.
A/N: This story is set in 1995, Harry is a 5th year at this point.
Brianne watched mournfully as her brother Apparated with their father to King's Cross, on their way to Hogwarts. It was his 5th year, and it should have been for her, too, if her parents had not Erased her from the world.
Narcissa and Lucius did not like to talk about their daughter. She was Draco's twin that nobody knew about, a secret between the four of them. Brianne sighed as the loud Crack! emanated from the spot where Draco and father had been.
Erasing is a type of spell in which one can literally make people forget about another person. Dumbledore, McGonagall, Snape, Flitwick, all of them. Brianne longed to see the outside world, to learn magic, to meet people, and, most importantly, love people.
Being in the family that she was, she was not loved. Brianne was a Squib and the only reason they did not kill her was because Narcissa felt some deep, indescribable love for her. This love was more out of the fact that they were both oppressed women in the family, not exactly love, but a connection. But this wasn't what Brianne wanted, not at all. She wanted actual love. To kiss someone. To hold someone. And she long ached for this.
Bri was stirred from her thoughts as her mother shouted at her.
"I'm going over to the Goyle mansion, Mrs. Goyle is terribly ill. Don't wreck the house, I'll be gone for a few days. Your father, as you know, has some Ministry business in Scandinavia, he'll be gone about a week. And clean up this house, ever since Dobby left this place has been a pig sty!"
Brianne was used to being home alone with nobody but her eagle owl, Donagh, to keep her company. But he was gone—she had let him out a few days ago to catch mice, but he hadn't returned. She sighed and got to work.
A few hours later, Brianne heard tapping at the window. Once, twice, three times. That was how Donagh asked to be let in. Excitedly, she ran towards the window.
"Hi sweetie. I missed you!" Brianne stroked him for a few moments before she noticed the letter tied to his leg. Feeding him an owl treat, she took the letter and unraveled it. As she read, her jaw dropped.
I like to leave a cliffhanger. I keep 'em short for the first chapter so I can get feedback, but please review so I can decide to continue!