A/N: So I'm not a very big fan of this chapter, the Murler's are kinda bipolar in this, one minute mean the next they're nice. So yeah, enjoy anyway.

Disclaimer: Weasley's are red, Ravenclaw's are blue, I don't own Harry Potter and neither do you! Seriously though, I don't…

Chapter Four

The buzzing of an alarm clock was what Amelia woke up to the next morning. Amelia groaned and started whacking things on her nightstand. After a few hits she hit the snooze button. With a groan she rolled over planning on going back to sleep. Memories of yesterday's events came flooding back to her; she sat up with a gasp, her long Auburn hair in tangles. She peered over at her alarm clock, it was 8am, and Harry said he'd be over at 8:3o. They were going to tell the Murler's the good news, well Harry and Amelia thought it to be good news. Maybe the Murler's would be happy once they realized they'd be getting rid of Amelia for the school year.

After Amelia had gotten dressed and had readied herself for the day it was already 8:20. Amelia sleepily descended the stairs, making her way into their small kitchen, and sitting down at the table. She then stood up realising that she'd have to make her own breakfast. She groggily opened up the cereal cupboard, before she could protect herself a box of cereal fell onto her head. It clattered to the floor loudly. Amelia stood there with her eyes closed and sighed. "Why me?" she murmured, as she bent down, picked up the box, and placed it back into the cupboard. "I don't fancy cereal anymore.. How about some toast?" she asked herself. After fixing herself some cinnamon sugar coated toast, her favorite, she sat down to eat. After taking her first bite Harry walked into the kitchen with Mr. and Mrs. Murler trailing after him. Mrs. Murler had a look of shock and disbelief on her face.

"But how? The orphanage said her parents abandoned her, I believe the witch thing. Amelia's always been a tad.." Mrs. Murler hesitated "different. And you two being twins? Well I guess you two do look very similar.." Mrs. Murler looked to Amelia. Amelia sat there with her mouth agape; the bite of toast had fallen out of her mouth and was on the plate, long forgotten.

"You told the without me?" Amelia looked to Harry, upset but slightly relieved at the same time.

"Well I thought it would be easier for you," Harry explained with a smile, which Amelia returned.

"Thanks," she then turned to her parents "and you guys are fine with all this?" she asked nervously. Her parents broke into huge grins as they both came towards her and embraced her in a hug. Amelia sat still, in shock. Never had they hugged her in private, only when others were around did they find the need to not look like bad parents. Mrs. Murler was sobbing.

"My poor baby!" she started between sobs" All those trips to those Doctors for nothing. And there's absolutely nothing wrong with you at all! I can finally be proud of you," she sniffled, not realising that what she was saying wasn't really all that heart felt.

"It's still something though, but it still hurts" Amelia thought sighing and pulling out of their embrace. "That's why you treated me like that? Because you thought I had something wrong with me? Well, ouch.." Amelia looked crestfallen. "You let my peers call me a freak for most of my life; I've grown up with no friends except Harry. Do you know how miserable I've been!" she was on the verge of tears.

"We did it for you," her father spoke softly. Amelia looked to him shocked, he rarely spoke to her. "We thought that if we could keep the other kids away from you, you wouldn't get hurt as much," he smiled at her softly and hugged her. A tear rolled down Amelia's cheek. "Oh" was all she had to say in return. She slowly hugged him back. "Will you ever forgive us?" Mr. Murler asked.

"Of course I can. You were just doing what parents do," she smiled a watery smile.

"Harry told us what happened to your real parents. I'm so sorry hunny. He also told us about the school for magical people like you, Hogsfeet was it?" Mrs. Murler turned towards Harry, who had turned to Amelia. They both burst out laughing.

"It's called Hogwarts.. Mum," Amelia smiled. Mrs. Murler was shocked at the 'mum' thing, but none the less smiled back. "I'm so excited! I can't wait to meet all the teachers, especially Professor Snape," Amelia said to Harry's disbelief. "And potions class will be so much fun, and it'll be so easy," she smiled at Harry like she knew something he didn't, which she obviously did. Harry looked back at her confused. "Oh, and I want to meet Draco, er I mean Malfoy.." she laughed nervously when harry gave her a 'what the crap?' look.

"Amelia, dear, how on earth do you know so much already? Harry said you two only found out yesterday," Mrs. Murler questioned.

"Oh, well, you see, there are these books that someone gave me, and well, I realised that they're all about everything Harry has done since he was 11 up until his last year," Amelia explained.

"You mean those books that you read non-stop actually mean something? And I always wondered how you got them. So you know if anything bad is going to happen if we send you off to Hogwarts then? Will anything happen this year?" Mrs. Murler worried.

"Uh, of course not. Everything's going to be fine, a completely normal year," Amelia lied. Mrs. Murler gasped.

"Oh no, something is going to happen isn't it? You're a terrible liar Amelia, you're not going. And that's final."

"What?" Amelia and Harry all but yelled together. "I have to go! If I don't then I'll stay a friendless freak for the rest of my life. Do you really want me to live like that? Nice to know how you think. You haven't changed at all!" Amelia ran off crying. She ran up the stairs to her bedroom and once again flopped onto her bed. She looked over to her window when she heard a hooting. The white owl was sitting on the ledge. "You must be Hedwig then, seeing as Harry really is 'The Chosen One'," she sniffled. She smiled and sat up, putting her right arm out signalling Hedwig to fly over and perch on it. Thankfully she had long sleeves on; otherwise Hedwig's claws would have hurt. Amelia ran her fingers through Hedwig's feather. "So soft," she murmured, wiping the last of her tears off of her face. A knock was heard at the door, she turned to see Harry standing there with a gentle smile. "Hi," she smiled back sadly.

"Hi," he greeted back. "So I have some good news, and some weird news." Amelia perked up at the hope of good news. She lifted he arm and Hedwig flew off back to the window ledge. Harry walked over and sat down on the bed next to Amelia. He looked over to the bookcase and noticed 7 fairly thick books. "Are those the books?" he asked, Amelia nodded. "Cool, I'll have to take a look later.." he said slyly.

"I don't think so, if you look at them you could, actually you will end up changing things. So no. Can you please tell me the news now? Please?" Amelia laughed.

"Okay, okay. Well, I talked to the Murlers, who say sorry by the way, and I told them that I'd take good care of you and I'd make sure that nothing happened to you. They agreed and said that you can go!" Amelia beamed and hugged Harry tightly.

"Yes! This is going to be the best year of my whole entire life! Wait, what was the weird news?" she pulled back and gave Harry a puzzled look.

"Oh, Mr. Murler said 'no boys` so uh, yeah," he finished awkwardly. Amelia sighed and then laughed.

"So no getting to know Draco too much?" she joked. Harry didn't return the smile.

"Don't even joke about that. That would just be terrible." He looked Amelia in the eyes. "Promise me that you won't befriend Malfoy, and you'll hate all Slytherins with a Gryffindor pride? Because you'll obviously be put into Gryffindor." He held out is hand. Amelia reached her hand out and linked her pink with his.

"I pinky swear that I will have nothing to do with Draco Malfoy," she promised. "Even though I honestly think I can change him," she thought. "Oh who am I kidding? Of course I'm going to talk to Draco. I guess I just won't complete the promise." Throughout her little inner talk she had stood up and had started making her way to the door. "Please don't notice, please don't notice," she chanted in her head.

"Wait a minute," Harry said. Amelia stopped but didn't turn around. "What about your 'Pinkies don't swear' thing? You always say that, and then you use your middle finger instead. Amelia?"

"Oh, sorry Harry. I guess I just forgot in all the excitement," she hoped her lie wasn't obvious.

"Oh, well, okay then. If you're sure. Let's go, I want to show you all my textbooks from last year, and my robes. You're going to love them," Harry smiled and walked out of the room, grabbing Amelia's hand and dragging her along. Amelia smiled back but the emotion didn't reach her eyes.

"Sorry Harry," she thought. "You are not going to be happy about what I plan to do." With that they started down the road to Harry's house, and had a fun night with Amelia trying on Harry's robes and reading all she could of Harry's textbooks.

A/N: Hope you enjoyed this chapter! It was slightly longer than the others. Sorry about the bipolar Murlers.. The 'pinkies don't swear' thing is something that my sister and I always do. So we can tell when the other doesn't mean it. Anywhos, reviews would be appreciated! (: