A/N: So.. School.. Grade 11… Yikes.. Not as bad as I'd thought It'd be but meh.. Anyways, you'll be pleased to know I've still been writing chapters, even though I haven't been updating, and they're much longer chapters (: So yeah, enjoy!

Chapter Five

A few weeks later Amelia was sitting in Harry's room, her trunk packed with all of her robes, spell books, and of course her 7 books and dvds (1). Amelia had also gotten a ferret, it wasn't one of the animals that you were allowed, but she just had to have it. It was snow white with a brown belly and legs, it reminded her of Draco when Mad-Eye turned him into a 'bouncing' ferret. She was going to get an owl but soon found out she was highly allergic. Harry had told her they would go again to Diagon Alley with Ron and Hermione once they were at the Burrow to pick up the things that Amelia needed. That is, if they went to the Burrow. Dumbledore had owled Harry telling him that he would escort the twins to the Burrow. Amelia could tell by the amount of rubbish on the floor that Harry didn't believe that Dumbledore would come. Amelia looked around the room and saw random owl feathers, apple cores and sweet wrappers littering the floor, on the bed next to her were Harry's robes and a bunch of spellbooks from his previous years. She looked to the desk and saw that there were a pile of wizard newspapers that had been delivered by owl to Harry all summer. Amelia still couldn't get over all the moving pictures. Amelia closed her eyes and leaned her head against the wall

One of Harry's loud snores woke her out of her daydream. She looked over at him to see his face smushed against the cold glass of his window, as he breathed out his window fogged up. Amelia covered her mouth to quieten her giggles; she brought out her mobile phone and snapped a picture of him. He was so innocent looking when he slept, he looked so peaceful, like he didn't have a care in the world, but when he was awake he looked completely different, it was like he matured when he woke up. Especially with the recent death of his godfather, Sirius Black. Amelia pocketed her mobile and looked over to Harry's alarm clock, which struck midnight as soon as she looked to it. At the precise moment it turned 12 the streetlamp outside of Harry's window went out.

"Harry, wake up," Amelia jumped up, rushed over, and shook him awake. Harry sat up suddenly, his cheek slightly stuck to the window and his glasses crooked on his nose. He straightened his glasses and wiped the small bit of drool that was on his chin off. He and Amelia pressed their faces against the window, and squinted towards the pavement below. They could see a tall cloaked figure below, who was making his way down the Dursley's garden path. Harry jumped up; knocking his chair over, fortunately Amelia caught it before it could crash to the ground. Harry rushed over to the door but turned back to Amelia suddenly

"Could you?" he gestured towards his trunk. Amelia smiled and nodded. Harry continued on his way out the door to the stairs. Amelia sighed and looked around the room. How on Earth was she going to figure out what he needed and what he didn't? She rolled her sleeves up, blew a strand of hair that had escaped the braid that reached the middle of her back out of her face, and got to work packing Harry's trunk. After around 5 minutes of packing Amelia heard a loud crack, she guessed that Kreatcher had just arrived. Aunt Petunia let out a hair-raising shriek.

Yup, that was definitely Kreatcher, Amelia laughed to herself. She stood from her place on the floor next to Harry's trunk, slowly walked over to the door and opened it a little while. She could hear Kreatcher's "won't, won't, won't's ". The wont's rose to a scream and she heard Harry yell back "Kreatcher, shut up!" After Harry's command, Kreatcher was silent. A few seconds later a loud crack was heard and Kreatcher was on his way to the Hogwarts kitchen. Amelia turned back to Harry's trunk trying to decide what to pack next. She could hear Harry running up the stairs, and then he ran into the room.

"Hagrid will be happy that he gets to keep Buckbeak, oh sorry I mean Witherwings," she smiled at Harry, who stopped mid step, shocked. He snapped out of it almost instantly and laughed.

"I'm going to guess that that talk was in the book?" He asked, Amelia replied with a nod.

"I wish I could've seen the Dursley's faces," she laughed.

"They were pretty funny," Harry joined in on the laughing. He stopped when he noticed how tidy the room was. "I asked you to pack my trunk, not tidy my room," he said flabbergasted.

"Well I didn't really know what to pack so I decided to clean the room, to make it easier for you. I also tidied up the bottom of your trunk too. That wasn't a pretty sight," she laughed at his embarrassed expression. "We better finish, Dumbledore's waiting for us." It took them a little over ten minutes to pack everything he needed. They were about to haul their belongings down the stairs when Amelia remembered something. "Harry?" he turned to her with a "hmm?" "Did you get your invisibility cloak?" Harry groaned and turned back to get it. Amelia grabbed his arm to stop him. "I got it.," she said.

"You don't know where it is though," Harry replied. Amelia smirked and calmly walked into Harry's room, peered under his bed and pulled out the cloak. She then stuffed it into a pocket on the inside of her jacket Harry chuckled and shook his head muttering "of course." "Well we better get down there then," Harry said as he started to lug his trunk and Hedwig's cage down the stairs.

"Wait Harry," Amelia called, stopping Harry in his tracks, "how about I bring the things down and you run and tell Dumbledore we're ready."

"Uh, sure," Harry shrugged. He ran down the stairs two at a time and then proceeded to run into the sitting room. Amelia laughed at his excitement. She sighed happily and slowly took one item at a time down the stairs. Just as she was placing her ferret, she really had to name him, down Dumbledore and Harry came walking out of the sitting room. She smiled brightly and rushed over to them, embracing them both into a tight hug.

"Professor, I can't believe it! Finally, I'm meeting you. It seems like I've been waiting forever. Thank you so much sir, for this," she grinned, a tear in her eye. She stepped back and clasped her hands behind her back. He smiled down at her.

"It is a pleasure to finally meet you Miss Potter," it didn't seem possible but her smile grew at being called that. Dumbledore started towards the door and paused at the trunks and owls. "We do not want to be encumbered by these just now," he said pulling out his wand. With a flick he sent them off.

"Um, professor, I was wondering if I could just go straight to the Burrow. I don't want to be a burden." He smiled and nodded his head. He extended his arm out to her; she began reaching for it before remembering the cloak. "Oh, wait a sec," she reached into her jacket and pulled out the invisibility cloak, "take this" she extended the cloak to Harry who took it with a "thanks" and placed it in his inside pocket.

"Well you'll have to wait a minute or two Harry, I'll be back shortly," Dumbledore said to Harry, who nodded his okay. Amelia hugged Harry and muttered a "see you later." She reached out her hand and placed it on Dumbledore's arm, closing her eyes she felt a tugging at her navel and she was swallowed into darkness. It felt like she was being smushed from all sides. Then as suddenly as it started, it stopped. She began gulping great lungful's of cold air. She opened her eyes and looked around, to her right there was a house, well not really a house; it was too big and crooked to be called a house, with its lights blazing through the windows. Turning back, she noticed Dumbledore gone. She ran over to the back gate, opened it with a loud creek, and slowly walked down the garden path. She approached the back door nervously. She sucked in a shaky breath, raised her arm and knocked three times. There was a sudden movement at the window.

"Who's there?" said a nervous voice, which Amelia guessed to be Mrs. Weasley's. "Declare yourself!"

"Mrs. Weasley, it's me, Amelia. Amelia Potter? Dumbledore brought me here." As she was finishing her sentence the door swung open.

"So it's true then? Hagrid was telling the truth when he said that Harry had a twin," she asked looking Amelia up and down. She stopped when she looked at Amelia's face. "You are definitely the Potter's daughter. Those eyes! And that hair!" Mrs. Weasley smiled down at Amelia, Amelia smiled back and followed Mrs. Weasley into the house. This was going to be so much fun.

A/N: It's short but I promise they'll get longer! Oh and.. URRGGG, remind me never to write in green again? Please? That was impossible to read D': Anyways hope you enjoyed, hopefully I'll type up and upload the next chappy tomorrow! Oh wait, I have rehearsal tomorrow, and then I have to study for a social test.. Great. Okay, on Friday then! :D And I just learnt that I've been spelling definitely wrong for umm, my whole life? -.- Oh well.. Until Friday!

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