Heather could not believe what just happened. Harry, her brother? Her

parents were Lily, and James. Before Sirius left, he gave her a letter, addressed to

Heather, and Harry form her parents. She trembled, trying to rip the paper. She finally did it.

Dear Heather, and Harry,

This is your mother, and your father. When you get this letter, we are dead. We gave this letter to Sirius to give to you when we passed. When you guys were younger, we had some troubles with a wizard, Voldemort. Heather, we apologize for sending you away. We did not want you to get involved in this commotion. To Harry, you lived with a family, called the Harrison's when you were young, we wanted to protect you. But hopefully, we will be together in the future. Whole, and no more worrying about Voldemort. We both love you guys very much.

Love, your parents

After Heather read the letter, she noticed another , letter, also addressed to her only. She read the writing, it was from Sirius.

Heather,

You are probably are very confuse by this letter. Your parents sent you away to protect you. Then, the night they were killed, they were plaining on giving Harry to a family, to take care of him, just until Voldemort was gone. They wrote the letter the day before they were killed. They wrote this letter to explain to you about everything. Well, take care, and hopefully this letter took care of everything that was uncertain to you.

Sirius

It did. It explained a lot to her. Why exactly. They wanted to protect her,

form Voldemort, and they were going to send Harry away also, the night that they

were killed. "Heather, are you okay?" said Hermione, in her bed, looking over, concerned.

"Yeah, I am perfectly fine." Heather let her head drop to the pillow, and fell asleep.

"Give this letter to Harry, and Heather, if we die."

"You guys are not going to die from all this."

"We just want them to understand, if we don't get a chance to."

"Heather, mommy, and daddy love you very much, and will see you soon, okay?"

"Please take care of our daughter?"

"I would risk my life for hers"

"Thanks Sirius."

"You are most well come Lily, and James. I would do anything for my god

children."

"Thank you." The green light flashed, and she awoke in a sweat. This time, she

understood the dream. It was when her parents were sending her away with Sirius. That is when they gave him the letter. Heather got up, and got dressed, and headed

down to the Great Hall. When she was heading down, she got a throbbing head

pain. Green light flashing when she close her eyes. And she passed out, hitting the

cold concrete, tumbling down the stairs.

"Is she going to be okay?" said Ron

"Well, when she wakes up, we will ask her what happened." said the nurse.

"Ron, were am I?" said Heather in a whisper.

"You fell down the stairs." said Ron. "Don't you remember what happened?"

"I got a really bad head pain, felt like someone was putting knives into my head,

and green flashes were flashing when I had my eyes closed." The nurse stood beside her bed, confused, also holding a bottle, looking like a potion.

"Here, take this, it will help her head, and everything else you may have hurt." said the nurse, giving her the potion.

"Where is Harry, and Hermione?"

"They're at class, I only here on my free period. They will be here next period."

"Oh, well, I feel kinda tired, I'm going to go to bed."

"Okay, do you mind if I stay here till they come?"

"Oh, no, stay, I want you to."

"Okay." said Ron, giving Heather a kiss on the forehead. Heather wondering why she thought she could not remember something, but could not. She could not remember what she found out before she went down to the hall. After trying to put her finger on it, she fell asleep. She had another dream. A dark man, was creeping into a dorm type place. Walking towards four posted bed. Creeping around on one side of the bed, pulling down the quilted covers, a boy screamed. It was Ron. Heather awoke confused.

"Hey, did you here the rumors." said a small brown headed boy.

"No, what?" said the other boy.

"There are rumors that Sirius Black was in Gryffindor's boy dorms. He is in there, lying down form the shock," Heather turned her head, seeing a red headed boy, lying on a bed next to hers.

"O my god." said Heather in a whisper. "Ron, are.., are you okay?"

"Uh" said the groggy voice."O, hey Heather. Yeah, I'm fine. They made me come down here."

"What happened?" said Heather, sitting up.

"Well, Sirius made a stop in the dorms. Kinda scared me a first, a man wanted for murder, standing over me."

"Did he say anything to you?" said Heather, taking a sip of her morning potions.

"No, he actually was a little surprised, to like see me, you know?"

"That's kinda strange."

"Yeah, oh well, how are you feeling?" said Ron, taking a bight of his breakfeats.

"Much better, my head is felling better, and the rest of my bruised body is still sore, but much better."

"That's good."

"Well, know a lest I have my boyfriend here to suffer the hospital wing with." said Heather in a sarcastic way.

"I am welcome to suffer along with you." said Ron, laughing. The rest of the day, Ron, and Heather talked, played games, read, Heather helping Ron with homework. Heather had completely forgot about Harry being her brother, because of the fall, but she knew there was something she was forgetting. When Harry walked in, the memory smacked her right in the face.

"Heyཀ" said Hermione, running towards Heather, and Ron's beds. Oh no, Heather thought. Harry, MY BROTHERཀཀ She could not get it out of her head.

"Um, guys, I think my head ache is coming back, I'm going to go to bed," said Heather, taking her night potion.

"Do you want us to leave?" said Harry getting up.

"Oh no, you can stay, I'm just going to go to bed. Good night." said Heather. When Heather went to bed, she was wondering why did she have a dream to what would of have happened in the future. While thinking, she drifted off into a dreamless sleep.