A/N: here's 3 reviews i thought i'd answer to try and clarify things...hope it worked

Jo--u mentioned about not wanting harry to be all knowing something along the lines of it being a cliche...how's this-harry is not all-knowing nor is he is a seer (though many in this story will think and believe he is...by book two it will be learned exactly what his connection is and who will reveal it) but if u read carefully when he makes a prediction u should see a pattern

aria--harry and ember will be nothing but siblings...there will be no other type of relation between them...ember calls harry hers because he is...she is the reason he is alive now...she is the only one who truly knows who and what he is...she is the keeper of his secrets...she also only truly loyal to him...whatever he desires she will do anything to make sure he receives (no matter what she has to do to get it)...as far as she's concerned, harry deserves the best just because he is her brother and best friend...but like all siblings, things will strain their relationship but he will be the first person she turns back to, no matter what...and in the same way, harry will always aide his sister (he will also do whatever it takes to try and protect her or help her on whatever path she chooses)...he is grateful that she does what she does for him that is why he tries to correct her behavior and attitude when it becomes too much like james and sirius (although he will let it mostly slide as she does the same for him..after all, she knows he'll be a slytherin and her a gryffindor but he will be the only slytherin she will never betray or allow to be betrayed, not if she can help it)...plus, she is also the only person who can influence him into doing something he refuses (though she will occasionally fail..for example, the strain upon godfather and godson when harry learned of the brutality of werewolves and their cubs)...ember will be very possessive of harry much like an only child would be when another suddenly comes along but she does try hard to share him with others (even if she doesnt like it) second, for now their wont be any pairings for ember or harry (though with ember's personality being much like her dad's and godfather, its doubtful she'll fall for a slytherin...i'll consider suggestions of who and who for later chapters though)

tigerlily1992--Harry's personality: Harry will seem dark, cold, uncaring, distant, creepy, secretive, all-knowing, barely powerful yet powerful, and possible emotionless (some of these are a side affect to various things that happened to him as well as part of his everday personality)...At first he was believed a squib because he has never cast a single spell, with intent or accidentally, until he received a letter but no one knows what kind of power his magic has as no test can still prove he has magic (if not for his classes people would still believe he was a squib even if Dumbledore insists the magical quill that writes the invites or the sorting hat says otherwise)...He might also seem older and mature than believed (after all he was a drifting spirit, remember? btw...has anyone caught on to who he once was?)...He has strong if not powerful mental shields (as will be learned in this chapter as the sorting hat has been able to read just about anyone's mind easily)...He also bears a secret inside his mind (learned here as well) though not even he has yet to understand what it is as well as keeping the secret of who and what he is as well as how he came to be (ember knows this secret)...He has the ability to blend into shadows (he can disappear into them or use them to sneak around like Snape would to catch unsuspecting students) as well as walking lightly, rarely if ever can anyone hear him coming (Lily and Ember are some of the many who despise him for this as he easily sneaks up on them without trying) (he could make the perfect spy because of this)...He has a creepy awareness of whats around him (something that creeps out ember and her friends) especially as he seems to know if something is truthful or not or just hiding...He has a second creepy ability, trances, as his mother learns early on (no one knows why or what happens during them but when he falls into one..whether deeply or not...he stares at nothing as his eyes are unfocused and barely seems to be alive or breathing nor barely reacts to stimulus around him)...There's a third ability thats known, his predictions, but he isnt a seer (not of any kind of seer...his connection to his predictions is different) when he makes a prediction its much like falling in a trance but they've gotten worse since that fateful night (kudos to anyone who discovers the truth of his connection before i post book 2, more if u correctly guess who learns the connection in book 2) (more of his abilities...if any more...will be revealed in later chapters or books)...He's a quiet boy too much unlike his parents and family but like any child he does have a curiosity to know and learn things...in a way he's like Lily and Remus, he loves his books but enjoys all topics (whether legal or illegal, appropriate or unappropriate) like james and sirius, he is loyal to his family and sister but unlike them all he rather remain in the dark...he wants nothing to do with fame, money, or childish things like flying or pranks...he's not as trusting of people like lily or remus nor is he blind in his trust like james or ember or sirius nor does he believe in what most think is right or wrong (like how every slytherin is evil like his sister and dad and sirius think or how remus was trustworthy despite being a werewolf at least not at first) he is willing to hold onto his own beliefs and befriend or at least ally himself to those he chooses (as his family and the world will soon realize)

theres not much of a summary as things are just getting started, tigerlily1992, but here's what i have so far...Lily gave birth to a little girl (a single child she believed, as did others, she was having when she went into labor again)...as u all know a prophecy was given and on the same day 2 mothers went into labor, birthing possibles...now there are 3 children who fit the prophecy until Dumbledore gets wary of the 3rd child...one fateful night, voldemort attacks the potters...lily and james are forced to watch as their only children are engulfed in green light only to discover ember has saved them all when it turns back on its caster...its later revealed that ember about killed herself bringing her suppose to be dead brother from the brink of death (its proof of how powerful ember truly will become as she grows)...in the background, a lone powerful spirit resurrects a long lost and dead soul to flesh and blood, forgoing her chance to be alive once more at the same time several loyal warriors rise at the call of their dead king's blood while a second powerful spirit tries to warn them of the beast hiding in darkness and fire...now the world is about to watch as their saviour and her brother begin their paths in life

Chapter Five

"Are we excited, Ember?"

She giggled, bouncing in place. She really was excited. She heard all the stories about Hogwarts, even the various Houses, classes, and jokes. She couldn't wait for her own fun. "Can we go yet? We'll be late!"

Lily chuckled as she patted down her daughter's hair, "Almost, Ember. Your dad is still helping Harry. We'll leave as soon as they come down." Ember nodding at her distracted tone as Lily wondered why Harry was the last to pack. It didn't seem to be his style, usually it was Ember who was so eager that she would forget something or to pack. What she didn't know was that Ember knew that Harry had been up most of the night, reading, and not just the books on the school list. When their parents had been stunned by their choice of wands, Ember had rushed off to the book store, helping Harry pick up the few things he wanted there. She even aided him in getting the slightly frowned upon or illegal titles, using every inch of her name, fame, and money. She would just make sure that several new outfits, ordered from catalogs, appeared in her room before her parents thought of checking the vault list. She was willing to lie to them; it was why she always saved up what money she could while begging others to pay for her share, the puppy eyes always came in handy then.

"Sweetie?"

Ember suddenly smiled, "I'm good. Just thinking."

"You'll do just fine, sweetie. You'll have too many friends when you arrive that you won't know what to do." Lily tried to laugh off the sudden tension. She thought maybe Ember was worried about her role in school, especially considering several Death Eaters had gotten off, lying or twisting their way out of arrest. Others had just vanished before apprehension. Most of all, children of known Death Eaters, arrested or not, would be in Ember's school year or higher, most likely in Slytherin or so her husband believed. Before her thoughts could go further, she immediately followed another track. Ember could also worry no one would like her for herself but for being their famous savior. "Don't worry."

Ember opened her mouth to speak when James bustled Harry down the stairs, "Let's go! We'll be late!" They all rushed out to the Ministry issued car, one that came equipped with several Aurors. No one, not even their parents, would dare to think of putting the children in danger. After all, Aurors had swept through Diagon Alley repeatedly while watching them. Any enemy would think of waiting at a floo spot or outside their home to ambush Ember.

King Cross Station

"Hurry!" Hazel eyes glittered with mixed emotions as James led his small family through the hidden barrier to the platform. He was excited that both his children were going to Hogwarts, his alma matter. He couldn't wait for what pranks Ember could and possibly would play. But he worried for them. Ember would be fine, Albus promised to keep them safe at Hogwarts. Harry, on the other, hand was completely different. He was too quiet and liked to hide from large crowds, unless he had no choice. That was what worried James. What if Harry's left alone? Ember will make friends and leave him behind, it's only natural. He glanced once more with worry and concern at his little boy, please let him be well here. He really didn't desire to split apart the twins but he would if anything happened to Harry, scowling darkly as he remembered one other, especially Snape.

"Oh!" He blinked rapidly as Lily's soft cry alerted their arrival to the train. He smiled as his wife tightly hugged their children, not wanting to let go.

"Mum!"

Another soft laugh interrupted the tight death grip Lily had, "First Years, Lily?"

"Molly!" Lily smiled brightly at the sight of the orangeish redheaded woman, a mother of seven children. She turned back to her children to introduce them when she noticed Ember by herself, frowning, "Where's your brother?"

Ember heaved a sigh as her dad heaved the last of their trunks onto the train and she kept a good grip upon the covered owl's cage. "On board, Mum. He is saving a seat for me. We have to go." She darted forth to give last minute hugs and kisses, whispering, "I'm going to miss you but I'll write. Thanks for Hedwig." Then she rushed off.

Train Compartment

"Waylaid by Mum again?"

"Yes. She worries too much."

Harry absently nodded as his eyes seemed to glaze over, the first faint signs their family recognized to his condition, slipping into barely breathing trances. Voice monotone as he murmured, "The shadows do still hide among themselves." And then he fell silent, staring out the window at nothing.

"S-shadows?"

Ember squealed as she recognized the chubby cheeked boy, "Neville!" She pulled the fearful yet stunned boy inside. She noticed the fluttering glances to her brother, as if Neville was afraid of Harry for what he said or concerned that Harry didn't seem alive and breathing. "He's fine, Neville. Don't worry about what he said." She then realized there were two more figures behind him at the door, each staring at Harry like a side show freak. "And they are?"

Neville opened his mouth when the frizzy brunette beat him to it, "Is he a Seer? I've read all about them! Is your family part Seers? I've always wanted to meet one. I wanted to know if they were actually real or if they did what fortune tellers did."

Ember raised a brow, eerily reminding Neville of Lily Potter, during the rare few times he had been brought to an Order meeting when his parents were sure he would be safe, and only with him at all times after hearing what happened to the Potters. "That wasn't an introduction to your name, I believe," brought him back to reality.

Neville flushed, "Oh! Um, Ember, this is Hermione Granger," he pointed towards the fuming brunette, "and this is Ron Weasley," pointing out the freckled face boy. "Hermione, Ron, this is Ember Potter," here Ember smiled and waved cheerfully as they blinked, "and her brother, Harry," he indicated the seemingly sleeping boy.

Ron's eyes widened as he replayed the last name, "Potter! You're Ember Potter!"

"Yes, what does that have to do with anything," she huffed in annoyance. They flinched at her tone, murmuring their apologies. Silence reigned for the moment as Harry simply ignored everything around him.

Great Hall

They waited impatiently, voices loud as they chattered, awaiting McGonagall's return. They were all fearful, worried, curious, even excited when a voice haughtily called out, breaking the tension, "It's said that Ember Potter has finally come to Hogwarts."

Hazel eyes stared at the same pale blonde from Diagon Alley. "And let me guess you're asking, not telling."

The blonde sniffed before employing his impeccable manners that had been drilled in his head since he could talk. "I am Malfoy, Draco Malfoy. These," he indicated with the tilt of his chin, "are Crabbe and Goyle."

Snorts filled the air at his name when he turned on the nearest target, a Weasley. "Think my name is funny, do you? Well, at least no one will have to know yours. After all, we all recognize the red hair, hand-me-down robes, and vacant expression as a Weasley." The blonde then turned back to a fuming Ember, "You should be careful who you pick, Potter. We can help you there." He held out a pale hand, believing Potter would pick those who were Purer in blood than blood traitors like the Weasleys.

Ember slapped his hand away, declaring, "I know who my friends are and I can pick my own."

Draco glared heavily at her, opening his mouth to retort when a throat cleared itself. Everyone turned to find a glaring McGonagall, mouth tight in a frown. They all fell back into place as she led them inside, one hand clutching the scroll tightly, until they reached the raised platform of the Head Table. "When I call your name, come forward and sit here," she indicated the three-legged stool another Professor was bringing out. A third handed over a tatty looking object, "This is the Sorting Hat, in which will be placed on your head. He will decide what House you shall reside in for your years here at Hogwarts."

The nervous First Years fidgeted as she called out the names, barely keeping a flinch as the Hat would remain quiet until suddenly shouting out a House. The Professors would clap as well as most of the students not getting that student under the Hat, though the designated House would cheer in some way. "Ember Potter!"

Everyone sat up when a nervous savior stumbled towards the stool, waiting to see the decision, even the Headmaster was leaning forward. She gave a look towards someone among the few First Years left before losing sight as the hat tumbled down on her head. 'Ah, Ember Potter,' she jumped at the voice in her head, 'I had wondered what offspring James Potter would create.' She flinched a little at the feeling of someone rummage through her thoughts, 'Do not worry, little one, I do not reveal what I find. That was not why I was created. The Founders made sure of that. Now, where to put you?' Her lips moved silently, 'Gryffindor? Are you sure? You have a possessive loyalty to those you love, a loyalty Helga Hufflepuff would respect. You even have a sharp mind, considering who your mother is, that would gain the attention of Rowena Ravenclaw. Do you really wish for the House of courage and bravery, of Godric Gryffindor? I do see you would rush in to any trap if it meant the safety of your brother. Are you that willing and reckless for him?'

'Yes!'

'You are equally fit for three Houses. You could possibly survive in Slytherin yet you follow your father's footsteps more than your mother's. You will use that fame and name to get what you want, more especially what your brother wants, this is very cunning. But if that what it is you desire…'

She cut him off, 'I know what I want. Any of the three Houses except Slytherin. But I won't hold it against my brother.'

The Hat chuckled in her mind, 'Very well. After all this, it better be…' "Gryffindor!" The Gryffindor Table went nuts at the statement, shouting and screaming, "We got Potter!" She scurried away as the Hall settled itself, knowing they all sighed with relief at her placement. And then her brother's name was called out, once again putting everyone on the edge of their seat, well, not everyone. She knew only a select few were very curious to Harry's new House.

"Harry Potter!" All eyes watched a silent black haired boy silently slip onto the stool. Tension rose as he settled, not one knowing why that feeling rose. Several Professors were eager to know, especially a certain Headmaster and Potions Master.

'Ah, Mr. Potter, welcome to Hogwarts.' Harry said nothing but mentally tipped his head in greeting. He knew the Hat had to delve deep to find the traits for the best House, after all his dad did tell him. James had explained the whole ordeal to him but said to keep it a secret from Ember. James knew how unsettled Harry was when anyone tried to pry into his secrecy and privacy. Harry silently thanked his father.

'What do I do?'

'Simply lower your walls so I may slip inside. As I told your sister, I was created to sort students, never to reveal the secrets. Each Founder gave me a purpose and protection, especially Salazar Slytherin. He knew all about secrets some lives hold, especially that many would use fear and threats to keep it that way. When one is ready, then I shall be called in.' Harry simply nodded, allowing the Hat's entrance. He remained still as it prodded the emotions and memories until something in the darkness hissed, striking out as the Hat immediately pulled back. Harry soothed the shadows with a mental stroke, carefully maneuvering it back into its cage to sleep. 'Well, that was a first for me in such a long time. Now, like your sister you are perfect for all Houses. You are very studious and curious of knowledge, no matter its origins, that would be appreciated in Ravenclaw. You are loyal but only to those who are truly deserving as well as fierce in that loyalty as any Hufflepuff should be. You have courage; you would to place yourself in death's way, though not reckless or daring. You simply stand up when you believe it's needed. Gryffindor would applaud this as would Slytherin, for your caution. Then again, all these traits were the once ideals of Slytherin before they became distorted. Slytherins were knowledgeable, loyal, and brave, they had to be when living a lie in the eyes of public. Perhaps that is best for you. Yes, yes, it is. Best be…' "Slytherin!"

Harry calmly stood, handing off the seemingly smirking hat as only a smattering of applause spilt forth, Ember's the loudest. He did not care what others were thinking nor did he want to. He was only here because it was his desire and because of his sister. Beyond that, he would simply brush off their attempts, no matter the content, as he quietly walked to his designated table, guiding by the subtle directions of the Potions Master.

Once the last student had been placed, Albus Dumbledore stood tall and proud to welcome his students. Ember tried to listen, only catching snatches of the speech as she delicately scratched at her scar, trying not to appear to be in pain as something cold slithered through her mind. It hurt worse when she glanced over the Head Table, furthering her ability to hide the winces and flinching as her eyes passed over two Professors, one in a purple turban and one in black clothing. She turned away, discreetly taking relaxing breathes.

What she didn't know was that four people noticed her dilemma. Albus carefully watched, hoping she would not need the infirmary already. He knew James and Lily, especially the worried Lily, would be here immediately. It was even more possible Ember would be pulled out if Lily even thought her little girl wasn't safe.

At his side, more like three chairs down to the left, sat a calculating wizard, hidden from all prying eyes. He was determined not to let some little thing delay his goals. He would do as he willed to gain his desire, no matter who or what.

And right next to him was a second calculating wizard, who spied the near hidden flinches of Ember Potter, savior indeed. Onyx eyes trailed her gaze upon the Professors, growing more calculating as she suddenly jerked minutely as she landed in his area. Yes, something was going on and he would find out.

But at his table, Harry simply eyed the Hall, watching his sister mostly. He did worry but then again, she could take care of herself. If he thought she was in danger he wouldn't hesitant, until then he would simply relax. He glanced to his right when a voice hissed, "Potter's a Gryffindor, you do realize that?"

Emerald eyes stared passively at the olive skinned eleven-year-old at his side, almost ignoring the boy's shudder of his stare, "Sides mean nothing when one has a way." He glanced back to find Ember chatting away with her House, mentally nodding, all was well. For now.

"That Slytherin keeps staring at you, Ember."

She blinked, finding Ron sneering in the direction of her brother. She smiled brightly, chuckling as Harry simply tipped his eyes down at her in greeting. "That Slytherin is my brother, Ron. He is allowed to watch over his sister, is he not?"

She moved away when he tried to speak when the Feast ended and Prefects were called, "Prefects, if you will, lead the First Years to their respective Houses. Students, we bid you goodnight and once again welcome you to Hogwarts. We shall see you again in the morning. At breakfast shall the schedules for classes be passed out, as all classes start on Monday. Goodnight and good weekend."