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A few hours later, after dinner, Harry and Ariella could be found in the room Harry shared with Ron. They both sat on his bed, talking. Ariella was explaining what her life had been like.

"I've been in foster homes my whole life. Shuffled from family to family. Eventually, I always became too much for them all. Strange things always happened, that couldn't be explained. Eventually, it got to much for people. No one ever told me how I wound up in foster care. I always assumed that my parents just...hadn't wanted me. But now...it's a relief to know differently. They wanted me...they loved me so much that they'd die for me." She said softly. "Do you have pictures of them, Harry? I don't even know what mum and dad look like."

He nodded, and went to his trunk, and pulled out the photo album that Hagrid had made him at the end of his first year. He sat beside her again, and opened it between them. "This is them," He said softly. "Lily and James Potter."

Lily and James waved up at their son and daughter, loving looks on their faces.

Ariella traced the outline of her parents, barely touching the photograph. "You look like dad." She commented. "Exactly like him."

Though everyone usually commented on his almost identical appearance to his father, when his sister said it, it did not sound repetitive.

He smiled. "Yea. That's what all their friends from before always say. I look like dad - but I've got mum's eyes. You look like her." He then said, and he was right. Ariella had Lily's dark red, straight hair, her facial structure. James was also present, though; in the shape of her eyes, the shape of her mouth. But, like Harry, she had Lily's bright green eyes. Ariella looked so much like Lily, the features from her father were noticeable only if one looked hard enough.

they were silent for a while, as Harry turned the pages of the book, and Ariella looked at the pictures of the parents she would never get to know.

"It's not fair," She commented after a while, absently letting her head fall to rest on Harry's shoulder. "I've gone my whole life, thinking that no one wanted me, that my parents didn't love me. Then I find out I had loving parents...but that they're gone."

"Yea, I know. It's not fair...I hope the families you were with were better then the Dursleys, though. Mum's sister and her husband..." Harry shook his head. "Don't get me started."

Ariella laughed softly. "It makes me mad that he kept me from the only family I had. He caused all of this. He was the reason that we never knew each other. Him. Voldemort."

"Yea. He sucks." Harry said.

"That's the understatement of the year." Ariella said.

Harry nodded in agreement. "It is. And...at least we're together now."

Ariella nodded. "I've always had mostly foster sisters. I've always wanted a brother."

"I've always been jealous of Ron...he has six siblings." Harry commented.

They'd reached the end of the album, and Harry shut it.

"So where will I get a wand, and all the things I need? I mean, I have money, I worked. But I have never seen shops for spellbooks and wands." Ariella asked, referencing the letter Dumbledore had given her.

"We'll go to Diagon Alley," Harry said, "And the magical world has our own form of money. You'll be able to exchange some of the muggle - that's what me call non-magic people - money. You may want to keep some of it, if you want muggle things, like regular clothes, you'll need those, and pajamas and things. We have money. Mum and dad, well, they were well off. A small fortune was left to us."

Ariella nodded. "Oh. Ok. This is all a lot to take in." She laughed.

"I know. I remember when I found out. The Dursleys thought they could hide it from me, I didn't find out about any of this stuff until I was eleven. It's overwhelming."

Ariella nodded. "Yea, and I'm pretty tired. I think I'm going to head to bed."

Harry nodded, and they both stood, and entered the hallway. Mrs Weasly had just been coming up the stairs.

"Ah, Ariella dear, I was just coming to see if you were ready to see where you'd be sleeping. You'll be sharing a room with Ginny and Hermione, is that alright?"

Ariella smiled and nodded, "That's fine. I just need my things..."

"They're already in there, dear," She smiled. "Come along now."

Harry went with them, as Mrs Weasly lead them up the stairs. She knocked on the door lightly of a room a few doors down the hall. "There's a restroom there," Mrs Weasly said, pointing at a door just before the door opened.

Ron, Fred, George, Ginny, and Hermione all sat around the room, "Boys, come along to your own rooms so Ariella can get settled in. We're going to go get your school things tomorrow, so get a good nights rest!"

"Well, I'll see you in the morning," Ariella said to her brother.

He smiled and nodded, and then she hugged him again, before letting him go. The boys all left, heading down to their rooms, and Mrs Weasly asked, "Is there anything you need, dear?"

Ariella shook her head. "No, thank you. I'm tired, I'm just going to get in bed. Thank you for everything."

Molly smiled, and brushed Ariella's hair from her face with care. "No problem, dear. Are you two good for the night?" She asked her daughter and Hermione. Once they had nodded and bade her goodnight, Mrs Weasly left, shutting the door behind her.

"That's your bed, by the window," Ginny said nicely, gesturing. Ariella smiled, nodded, and headed over there. She found her stuff on the table beside the bed, and she sat down. Ariella looked at Ginny, "So, you're going to be in the year I'll be in at school?"

Ginny nodded, "Yep, just a year behind Harry, Ron, and Hermione. Fred and George are going to be in seventh year. If you're in Gryffindor, which you probably will be, then don't worry. Our whole house is pretty decent. Your parents, and Harry are Gryffindors, so you probably will be too."

Ariella nodded. "Could I ask you guys something?" She asked suddenly. When the girls nodded, Ariella went on. "Is...is turning in to an animal at will a normal thing for a witch to do?"

They looked at her, intrigued. "Can you?" Hermione asked.

Ariella nodded. "Yea...I can turn in to a cat. I wanted some way to escape one day years ago, and...then I was a cat. It creeped me out at first...it still kind of does...but it happens."

"It's called being an animagus. Witches and wizards can do a complex spell so they can transform. Your father was one...I've never heard of it creating a gene, but I guess it's possible. Sirius is one as well, he can become a dog. And our professor is one, she becomes a cat too."

Ariella nodded. "Knowing that it's semi normal makes me feel better," She laughed, then sighed, laying back on the bed. "I feel like I'm going to wake up and this will all have been a dream."

"I know how you feel," Hermione said. "I'm muggle born, see. My parents and I had no idea a whole other world, a magical world, existed. Professor Dumbledore came with my letter, to explain. Until I left for school, I always thought it had been a dream, a cruel dream. But it isn't. We're real, and you're one of us."

"But that means the danger is real too." Ariella said quietly.

Hermione nodded. "Very real."

Rellie nodded, and then silently changed, and crawled in to bed. "Goodnight," She said quietly, turning away from them. This was so much to take in all in one day. She had a big brother, she was a witch, she was part of a magical world she'd previously known nothing about. The fact that she could turn in to a cat was actually normal.

She'd have to ask about the mind reading...She'd discovered at an early age she could involuntarily read people's minds. She'd never told anyone, for fear of being called insane and having hundreds of tests done on her. She'd learned to block it out unless she wanted to read some one's mind, which she usually didn't because she found it rude, not wanting to invade people's privacy.

Rellie shut her eyes, and as Hermione and Ginny also got to bed and silence fell, she slowly drifted off to sleep, praying that when she woke up, she wasn't back at her foster home, finding out that this was all a dream.