Chapter 7: The Turth is Revealed

"What. . .what did you say?" Jane stammered.

"I will repeat myself only once. You, Jane, and Harry are brother and sister," Professor Dumbledore repeated.

"Okay, now that is weird," said Ron. Jane, Harry, and Hermione looked at Ron.

"What?" he asked.

"So, if we are brother and sister, who is older?" Jane asked.

"I don't know," answered Professor Dumbledore.

"Really? You don't know?" Jane asked again.

"Truly I don't know," he proclaimed.

"I should think Harry is older," thought Hermione.

"I should think too," concurred Ron.

"I don't know. For all we know, Jane could be older," said Harry.

"So, who is right?" asked Ron.

"We don't know," said Hermione. "It could either one. Harry could be older or Jane could be older."

"You're right," agreed Harry. There was an awkward silence as the four thought about whether Harry or Jane was older.

"You four should get to your class," commanded the headmaster. "Your teacher will be wondering where you four are."

"Yeah, we should get going," Hermione, said.

"Wait, if Harry and I are the same age, shouldn't we be in the same class together?" Jane asked.

"Technically you shouldn't be because this is your first year here and it's Harry's second, am I right?" Professor Dumbledore asked Harry just to make sure he was right. Harry nodded. "And I would rather have you do your first year and then maybe if you do a good job with your first year, then maybe you can skip second year and go to third year." Jane nodded.

"Now, you should get to your class," the headmaster demanded.

"Hold on," Ron boasted out.

"I know that Harry has a scar on his forehead, shouldn't Jane have the same thing?"

"Not necessarily," answered Harry. "I got this scar from . . ."

"He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named," interjected Jane.

"Yes, I did," agreed Harry. "So, it all depends if He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named tried to kill you. Did he?"

"No, he didn't," said Jane.

"He didn't?" Ron asked surprised.

"Yes, he didn't," confirmed Jane.

"Then where were you when You-Know-Who tried to kill Harry?" questioned Ron.

"I was in the basement of the house. My father or our father, Harry, left me in the basement because he had heard a terrible loud scream and he just left me, there in the basement, all alone."

"Did anyone find you?" he asked.

"Of course Ron! I mean I wouldn't be here if no one found me!"

"You're right," he apologized.

"So, who found you?" Harry asked.

"A neighbor did. She lives a couple blocks away from the house," Jane answered.

"Who was the neighbor?" Hermione asked curiously.

"She is Mrs. Walton. That night our parents died, she heard the same scream my father heard from the basement. So, Mrs. Walton came to our house and soon she found me. So, she had brought me home after we found my mother on the ground dead in one of the rooms," explained Jane. "So, therefore, Mrs. Walton has been my guardian since my parents' death. I never went to school because Mrs. Walton didn't push me to do it."

"But, didn't she have any kids of her own?" wondered Hermione.

"Not that I know of," answered Jane.

"So, there weren't any kids in Mrs. Walton's house while you were growing up?" Hermione questioned.

"Nope, there were no other kids in the house while I was growing up. I mean there might have been when I was a baby, but I don't remember any," Jane said.

"Hmm," thought Hermione.

"I think you four should get going to your classes now. Soon you will have your second class, so you don't want to be late for that class now, do we?" Professor Dumbledore interjected.

"I agree, professor," said Hermione. "We need to get going. I don't want to miss another class."

"But, before you go, I know that you have many other questions to ask, so later on today or tomorrow you can come back and we can talk about it," added Professor Dumbledore.

"Yes, we do have other questions to ask, but then I also know that it is important to get back to our classes," said Harry. The other three students nodded their heads in agreement.

"So, off you go and don't forget we can talk about this, either later on today or tomorrow."

So, the four students got up off the chairs and said goodbye to the headmaster. Soon they were back in the hallways of the castle going to their first class.

"Well, now we know that Harry and Jane are brother and sister," commented Ron. Harry and Jane exchanged a glance at each other. "I just can't grasp that you two are brother and sister!" he said.

"Well, Ron. You are going to have to live with it because it is what it is," said Harry.

"I guess I will just have to get used to it, but it is so weird, though." Harry and Jane looked at Ron. "What? Did I say something wrong?" he asked. Jane just kept on walking. Soon, Jane had said to split off from the group because her class was somewhere else. She said her goodbyes and headed off to potions class, which was in the dungeons. As she walked down the stairs to the dungeons, she thought about what had just happened in the past few minutes. "Am I really a sister to Harry? No, I am. Professor Dumbledore told us that Harry and I are brother and sister. But, what if I heard him wrong? No, no, no. I couldn't have. He even repeated himself, but only once he did. I guess I am Harry's sister, plus, I had a terrible feeling that I was his sister." Jane sighed. She was just about to walk into her potions class when a thought occurred. "I am Harry's sister. I know I am and I will be forevermore."

AN: I don't own Harry Potter. The only characters I own are Jane, Sarah, and any other characters that I made up. (Last edited 3/7/17)