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The Potter Manner was HUGE. I remembered. Our house in Britain, and it was very, very small, compared to this place. The doors were very, very, grand. There were gemstones decorating the entire thing. There was a hippogriff carved into the door. Rose was still holding my hand.

"Well... this seems quite grand," I muttered to her. She nodded. We kept on walking- into the Grand Hall we entered. There were portraits, lots of them. On the top, were railways. Finally, we entered the Great Room. It had a medieval feel. It was lavishly decorated, There were two exits on the right and left sides of the room, probably leading to the kitchen, and the outside. And, sitting on the couch, was the legend himself: Harry Potter. My hero. I suddenly felt very self-conscious of myself. Was my hair to long? Maybe I should change it... but it would have been really awkward to see. He had noticed us.

"Ron! It's been a long time! How have to Yankees been treating you?" he asked. He embraced my parents.

"My children, Harry," motioned my mother, pointing to the three of us.

"Ah... yes. Hugo. Rose... and you must be Amelia," he said. "I have never such silver hair." He turned his attention back to my father.

"Listen, if Hugo shares with Albus, and Rose and Amelia with Lily, you two can have your own rooms." My parents looked pretty happy about this.

"That works," said Mom.

"Excellent." He clapped, and the suitcases levitated to their respective rooms. He got up, and put an arm around my parents, and headed out.

"Look! It's Rosie!" screamed a boy. He was tall, and had a little beard. He had a wand, and was the spitting image of the man who had just left, other than the eyes. There was a boy next to him, who looked like Harry to the exact detail. Rose gave a defiant look.

"Hello, James," she said in a neutral tone. There was a pop, and he appeared in my face. The other boy walked down the stairs.

"Stop showing off, James," he said, in a quiet tone. I don't think James heard him. James nodded towards Hugo, acknowledging his presence. Then he turned his attention to me. He started to open his mouth to speak, but I got there before him.

"Yes, I know you don't know me. I'm Amelia. I also know that I don't look like the rest of the family. But if it makes you happy..." I turned my hair blazing red, and the eye color of my sister, and her skin tone. "Happy?" I asked, irritably. Hugo was trying not to burst out into ferocious giggles, and Rose grinned at the gaping of James Potter II.

"Bu... how... the... Teddy..." said James.

"Someone called me?" asked a voice. His hand was interlocked with a very beautiful girl.

"She's... Amelia Weasley's a Metamorphawatchymcallit." I laughed at James's stuttering.

"Another Metamorphmagus?" he asked, clearly delighted and surprised at the same time. He held out the hand that wasn't interlocked with the girl that looked almost Veela-ish.

"Name's Ted Lupin." I gasped.

"The son of Nymphadora Tonks and Remus Lupin?" I asked. He nodded, almost happily.

"The very same. I'm a curse-breaker for Gringotts. I go to Egypt a lot, but there was this one trip in Russia..." he shuddered. "Anyway, it's a good ability to have, Metamorphizing. Although, I'm surprised, none of your ancestors were Meta's, were they? No? Well, you if you can master Meta, well, you may be able to this." He blinked once, and where Teddy Lupin once stood, was a small puppy. Then a tiger. Then a monkey. Then Teddy Lupin. We all clapped at the demonstration, but his girlfriend just rolled her eyes.

"It's quite wonderful, but, once you've seen it enough times, it gets old," she said. Her voice was like silk, and pretty. "Mum's talked about you before, Amelia, when she and Dad visited. My name's Victoire, but, if you want, you can call me Victoria." She smiled.

"Well, Amelia, you start Hogwarts this year, don't you?" asked Teddy. I looked at Rose and Hugo. They probably made the connection already, they weren't stupid. But I knew they loved me, and I, them, and that they would support me no matter what. Rose's eyes said, 'Play along'.

"Yeah," I said, not meeting his eyes.

"Gryffindor!" bellowed James. Hugo, and Albus nodded approvingly. Rose, Victoire and Teddy, on the other hand, looked at them reproachingly.

"Gryffindor's overrated," said Victoire in a cool voice. "You still probably haven't gotten over Ravenclaw completely steamrolling in your first two years at Hogwarts." She turned to me. "I took over as Captain, in my 4'th year for Ravenclaw. We've never lost. Never. And Teddy was a great Seeker, if I do say so myself." Teddy bowed. James looked appalled.

"Yes, Gryffindor had the cup until I became Sam Rogers became captain for Ravenclaw in your fourth year. You held it for one, short, insignificant year," said Rose. "And I'm Quidditch Captain, by the way. Last year," she added to Victoire.

"You were a great Keeper." Hugo and Albus looked very close to hexing everything

insight. Just then, we were saved by Mom's call of:

"Children! Over here! NOW!"

They were outside. We kept on walking, when I heard Rose whisper to Albus,

"Have you seen Scorpius?" she asked him. Albus must have shaken his head, because Rose made a disappointed noise. Just as Rose respected my privacy, I wouldn't force her to divulge her secrets to me. But who was Scorpius?

We entered the courtyard, and boy, was it full of people. There were so many people I didn't know. There was a podium raised, and Harry Potter got on it, and started to speak.

"Thank you, Ladies, Children, and Gentleman, for coming to this historic and special occasion! Today, we honor the death of Lord Voldemort!" There were a few gasps from the audience: some were still afraid to invoke the Dark Lord's name. Mr. Potter went on to speaking about bravery, nobility, and spoke about how my parents were greater than he was... and, finally,

"Bon Appetit!" he bellowed. Food magically appeared on to tables.

"I'll be right back," Rose whispered to me and Hugo. We nodded. Rose inched closer to a pale faced boy, who had a Ravenclaw Quidditch Jacket on.

"Let's get something to eat, then?" I asked. Hugo nodded, but just then, Mom pulled us by our shirts. Luna squacked, fluttered, and landed on my shoulder, looking a bit angry.

"There are a few people I want you to meet," she told us. "Where's Rose?" we shrugged our shoulders. Mom looked exasperated.

"Fine. It doesn't matter. Come." She took us to stern faced old lady. "Minerva, this is Hugo and Amelia," she said. Minerva nodded.

"Well, hello. Hugo... yes, I remember. I was your headmistress in your first year, wasn't I?" she asked. Hugo nodded. "As I suspected. And you, Amelia? When do you start Hogwarts?"

"This year," I lied. I had no intention of going to Hogwarts. Minerva nodded. Our mother then took us to a few other teachers: Neville Longbottom, Luna Lovegood, the Current Headmaster, Pomona Sprout, and a few others. Finally, she let us go, for some food. Unfortunately, the Potter Children, plus a red haired girl, made us sit with them. Hugo didn't seem to mind, but I did. After very long, and annoying conversations, I went to find Teddy Lupin and his girlfriend. I found them at Great Room.

"Hello, Teddy," I said. Teddy looked up, and smiled.

"Amelia, hello. Please sit down." he said, motioning towards the other red couch. It was quite comfortable. Victoire smiled at me. "So, what do you want?" he asked. His skull earrings were dangling from his ears.

"Can you help me master Metamorphing?"" I asked. "I can only do basic ones." Teddy laughed.

"Watch this," he said. He stood up... and suddenly, Victoire was standing in front of me. Every single feature was present. Then Teddy returned to his original state. Victoire clapped.

"That's new," she said.

"Cool," I said.

"So, you can control hair and eye color, and skin tone. That's good. So, let's try this..." And, for the next hour, he taught me how to change my nose, and by nightfall, I had mastered the transformation of an eagle. Luna looked at the Eagle me, curiously. I returned to my normal self, with my normal silver silver hair, but I kept my sister's eyes and skintone.

"Perfect!" shout Victoire in delight. Teddy looked impressed. I thanked the two, and let them get back to their snuggling.

Rose had completely vanished from sight. I went from room to room in the Potter Manner, and... Bam! I thrusted open one door that was locked, and, I saw Rose sitting on the lap a pale faced boy. Hugo was sitting on a desk, writing something. Rose looked horrified. I entered the room.

"Close the door," she hissed. I shut it closed.

"What is this?" I asked.

"I'm Scorpius, prefect for Ravenclaw."

"You're a Malfoy," I said, revolted. "You're going out with a Malfoy?" I asked Rose. Rose got angry. She was red in the face.

"Listen, here, Amelia. Scorpius is different. Very different-" Suddenly, there was a bang. The lights went out.

"Lumos," whispered the three wizards. Their faces looked ominous in the blue light. We heard screams, and bangs, and such.

"What's going on?" I asked, holding on to Rose's arm. Her face was full of worry.

"Should we go down?" asked Hugo. Suddenly, the door flew open, and...

Cloaked figures entered the room.

"Stupefy!" bellowed three voices, and the cloaked figures fell with a thud. Scorpius lowered his wand.

"Come on!" We sprinted into the Great Room, and it was complete mayhem. Chaos. Harry Potter was battling 5 cloaked figures at once, and he was winning. Now I knew why they called him the Master of Death- every curse they threw at him didn't seem to hit.

"EXILUS!" he screamed. Suddenly, and the cloaked people were frozen. They were thrown out.

"Lock them," commanded Harry Potter. A few people went out, and there were cries of "Stupefy!" heard.

"Who were they?" asked Luna Lovegood.

"Death Eaters."