Harry/2017

Plot: Harry goes back to the Burrow after seeing Astoria. Hermione senses that something is wrong and pulls Ron aside and tells him what she thinks. They decide to take him out and talk to him in private after dinner. Molly makes dinner and Harry barely eats.

Harry Potter stood looking at the tall building that he called his second home. The Burrow looked the same as always. Through the window, he could see Mrs. Weasley in the kitchen with Ginny, plaiting her hair. She looked beautiful, so incredibly beautiful. He must have been looking at her for a while, because Ginny looked over at him and exclaimed that he had gotten back. Ron and Hermione were sitting by the oak tree playing Wizard's chess together when they heard Ginny shouting and quickly got up, hurrying to his side. He hugged his best friends and as they walked inside Ginny was waiting by the door. Her hair, unfinished, was a tangled mess and softly fell on her shoulders.

"Harry! How was it? What was she like? I've been so nervous waiting to hear.. I wish I could have gone with you.." Ginny was anxious for his response, her eyes were sparkling. But Harry couldn't speak. He wanted to tell her everything he was feeling, how when he saw that girl, his heart stopped. He wanted to shout at how happy he was to have a family of his own, to know someone was out there that had the same parents. He couldn't do anything but move past his girlfriend and go upstairs.

"I don't understand. What happened?" Ginny somberly walked back into the kitchen with her mother. Hermione looked at Ron with a knowing look.

"We should leave him alone for now."
"'Mione, you don't think that we should go talk to him?"

"Of course, we should, but not right now. He just saw a sister he didn't know he even had until last week."

Hermione kissed the ginger softly on his lips and holding hands, they followed Ginny into the kitchen. Ron took over for his mother while Hermione comforted Ginny. Upstairs, Harry was sitting on Ron's bed in his Chudley Cannons decorated room.

She was real. She was there, looking at him. It was as if she knew who he was- that was the weirdest part. She looked just like their mother, but with dark hair. She was tall and she looked like she was a student. He wanted to know more about her, all he knew was what he had read in that letter he got last week. She, Astoria Potter- now she was Astoria Brennen- was his twin sister. Harry took out the letter from his back pocket and read it again.

"Mr. Potter,

I'm so sorry for not telling you before. I just wanted to keep her safe from harm. That night that He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named attacked your family, I took her before he got to her. I wanted to help you but I saw the green light and I had the little girl already. I apparated immediately to America that night with her, because I thought you were dead. I tried to raise her as a muggle and I paid no attention to the Magical World for years. When she was five, I left her with a family in the neighborhood and I never looked back. I sent this to arrive after I had died, when you both are seventeen. Her name is Astoria. I'm sorry that I took her from you, but now you know she's alive. Protect her. She knows nothing of Hogwarts, and she certainly knows nothing about you or your legacy.

For the children who lived,

C. Livingstone"

A knock at the door and a quick glance up told Harry that Ron was at the door.

"Dinner's ready mate." He seemed overly cheerful, like Hermione put him up to it.
"Did Hermione send you in here?"
"No." Ron averted his eyes. "Ginny's a mess downstairs. She was looking forward to you coming back."
"I want to tell her."

"She's downstairs." Ron left after giving Harry a smirk. After a couple minutes, Harry re-folded the paper and headed down for dinner. He was greeted with a warm welcome and enjoyed the dinner immensely but the image of Astoria permeated his thoughts and all he could think of was seeing her again.