I didn't have Divination again until Friday. I entered the room early to find Byron sitting at a different table. I approached the table and he looked at me with wide eyes.

"You don't have to be my partner, I already told the professor that you may want to switch."

"I'm just fine with-wait. Did my stupid brother put you up to this?" I pointed to him accusingly.

"What? No." He shook his head.

"Why do you think I don't want to be your partner? Did I act- you don't want to be my partner!" I nearly shouted. "What's wrong with me? Why don't you want to be my partner?"

"Nothing! I just didn't think," he tripped over his words until I interrupted him.

"That's right! You didn't think! Let me tell you something buddy, no one makes any decisions for me. Not my parent's, not my brother and for damn sure you don't. Now, your going to be my partner for the rest of the year. And your going to like it!" I threw my stuff on the floor next to him and sat in my chair, arms crossed.

People began filling in, and for the remainder of the class time I was the one being short. After class was over I gathered my things quickly to beat him out the door. I stood to leave but something had ahold of my bag, I turned to see Byron holding the strap.

"I'm sorry. I really didn't think." He then released me to go. I stared at him strangely before finally leaving for the great hall.

Erida was still my partner in magical creatures. She remained quiet and nearly invisible for the next few weeks We didn't talk about our families anymore, every once in a while I could get a quiet chuckle out of the girl but mostly she stayed her painfully shy shell. We sat, feeding blast ended screwts from outside the pin. I looked over, her curly blonde hair fell to her shoulders and in to her face.

"Hey, everything okay?" She snapped to look at me. I decided to make this girl my friend. I had watched her at the Slytherin table, she usually sat alone, every once in a while someone would join her and make small talk.

"Yeah. I just have potions next and Smudge is always so hard on me." She said quietly.

"She makes me uncomfortable. Her eyes just stab right through me." I made a show of shuddering.

"She's my head of house. Be thankful."

The rest of the class went uneventfully without much more conversation from Erida.

September ended with no major differences. Ted wanted to plan something big for Halloween, but I just didn't have the feel for it this year. I could feel a wall come between us with everyday I kept secrets from Lydia and my brother. They had not bothered me about it, but I could feel them staring. Mum and Dad said I could tell Lydia and Ted if I wanted, but it was completely up to me. I just wanted it to go away. I was scared, I didn't want anyone to think I was evil, especially my best friends. Ted had even stopped bothering me about Byron. The rational side of me reassured me that he knew I could handle myself, but insecurity whispered that he didn't care anymore. We still studied together in the room of requirement, but they were walking on eggshells.

Finally I had enough. I left breakfast and headed straight for Professor Longbottom's office. I glanced at my watch, noting the time as I pushed his door open. My parents' school friend was sitting next to the fire, reading a book.

"Aurora. What can I do for you?" He closed the book and pulled the glasses off the end of his nose.

"I want to go see my dad. He should be getting to work about now." I adjusted my bag's strap nervously.

"What's wrong?" He stood, looking quite concerned.

"It's really important."

He sighed, "alright. Use the floo. I will let the Headmistress know where you are going."

When the savior if the wizarding world is your father, you enjoy a few perks.

I tossed some floo powder in the flames and stepped into the grate. "Auror Department, Ministry of Magic" I said clearly before the flames swept me away.

I stepped out, covered in soot, Black cloak wrapped around me. I approached Dad's secretary, she was busily scratching her quill across the paper on her desk. I stood before her for a moment, and when she didn't acknowledge me I cleared my throat.

"What can I do for you?" She didn't look up.

"I need to see the head of the department."

"Do you have an appointment?" She continued to write on the parchment.

"I don't need one." I rolled my eyes.

"Excuse me but yes you do, no one sees without an appointment." She said from her paper, clearly annoyed.

I just stood there. Waiting for her to look at me.

"I can make you an appointment."

"I don't need one."

She sighed and pulled out a notebook. "Name?"

"Aurora. Potter." I huffed.

She snapped her head up to look at me "oh. Miss. Potter. I'm so sorry. Go right back, he doesn't have a visitor at the moment."

"Mhm" I pursed my lips and I walked passed her desk.

I opened my father's office door to see him signing papers on his desk. He was so absorbed in his work he didn't hear me enter the room.

"Dad?" I almost whispered.

"AJ?" He looked up at me and rose out of his chair immediately. "What's wrong?" He walks around his desk to me wrapping me in a hug.

I dropped my bag on the floor and started crying. He held me for a while silently rubbing my back as I got tears and snot all over his robes.

Finally I calmed down enough to back up and see the worry written across his face. He motioned for us to sit on the couch behind him.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

I nodded and sniffed, wiping my nose on my shirt. "I don't know what to do."

"About what?"

"The sphinx, and Ted, and now no one wants to even be around me." I babbled.

"Are you sure that your mother isn't suited to deal with this?" Dad looked pretty freaked out.

"No. Dad, you're the only one who can understand!" I cried.

"Well, right now I really don't understand. So how about you slow down and breathe and try to explain it to me again."

I took a deep breath and dove into my story. I told him about the Sphinx, and Ted telling me what to do, and that he said I had been acting weird. I then told him that Ted and Lydia were acting oddly to me now. I felt completely alone, but I didn't want them to think I was a bad person.

Dad took a breath, closed his eyes, and scratched his head. "Okay. Well first this sphinx thing. What the hell is Hagrid thinking, bringing my child around a sphinx? Anyway, magical creatures know more than we would like, and they use that against us. Especially dangerous creatures like that, they try to lure us in, by using whatever means necessary, even using our worst fears against us."

"Now Ted. I'm going to have a talk with your brother. He is acting like your Uncle Ron, and your mother won't be happy about that. Also you need to remember that you and Ted have been best friends your whole life, he isn't used to you keeping things from him, and you know how defensive he gets. I'm not telling you what to do, but maybe you should talk to them, share this, and they will reassure you and stand by you. It helped me. Your brother would never think you were evil, Lydia either. If you still want to keep it to yourself, that's okay. I am always here for you, and your mother understands more than you would think." He ran his hands through my hair.

I leaned into my dad's chest, still sniffing. "So the sphinx really didn't know?"

"No. So please don't get ripped to shreds asking it." He chucked softly.

We sat in the quiet for a while, with only the crackling fire for noise. I looked at all the pictures in his office, of me and my siblings. A huge family picture, one of Mum right behind his desk, a family picture of the six of us rested on his desk from Christmas time.

I woke sprawled out on the couch alone a while later. It was unusually silent. I opened my eyes to see Dad talking to someone at his desk. Headmistress McGonagall and her greying hair sat across from him. Dad turned and saw me awake on the couch and flicked his wand in my direction. Suddenly I could hear everything again, the popping of the fire, my Dad's tapping fingers and McGonagall's stern voice.

"Well , your circumstances have afforded you a few extra perks when it comes to Hogwarts, but I will not have your son pounding down my door after lunch because his sister has mysteriously vanished." She glanced over at me. "Good afternoon , I suggest you find our way back to school soon before your brother explodes."

She stood from her chair and stepped to the grate "and next time use my floo, not professor Longbottom's." She stepped into the flames and disappeared.

"See, he cares." Dad smiled as he left his desk.

"He didn't blame anyone specific did he?" I yawned.

"McGonagall may have mentioned him bursting into her office shouting about Byron Greengrass kidnapping you." He raised his eyebrows at me.

"God. Poor Byron. I don't understand why Ted has it out for him." I sat up and rubbed my eyes.

"Who is Byron? A boyfriend?" Dad asked suspiciously.

"What? No. He is my Divination partner. we were assigned partners, I didn't even get a choice in the matter but Ted lost his mind."

He looked completely relieved. I had only had a few boyfriends and my dad never really cared before. Mom wasn't excited, and Dad loudly pointed out that she had a few while at school. She grumbled something about "that stupid whore Chang" and Dad looked so surprised.

"One girlfriend. One." He nearly shouted.

"And it broke my heart." She snapped.

"And your trouncing about with Michael Corner and Dean Thomas made me feel just great." Dad sawed into his steak angrily.

"Oh I forget, because you barely knew who I was back then." Mum leaned over to wipe six year old Nympha's face.

" was your boyfriend?" Fifteen year old Ted made a face through a mouth full of mashed potatoes.

"Shut up Theodore." They said in unison.

"My point is, I feel like your much too young." Mum sighed at me.

"You were only a year older when we started dating." Dad noted.

"That's enough Harry James." She pointed at him with her fork. "This discussion is over."

That was pretty much the most I ever saw my parent's argue, most of the time they acted like love sick teenagers, which was cute, but got annoying at times.

"Well, stay as long as you need. If I need I will tell your mother to fix you a plate too."

"No, Dad. It's okay, I'm going to go back to school" I stood and grabbed my bag off the floor.

"Don't feel like you need to rush. I don't have anything other than paperwork today." He put a hand on my shoulder.

"I don't feel rushed. Dinner will probably start soon, and I want to be back in time." I turned and hugged him.

"Okay, well write me in the morning, and let me know if you need anything."

"Okay Dad." I smiled "I love you."

"I love you too." He watched me enter the fire place to be swept away immediately.

"So nice of you to join us Miss. Potter." The headmistress said from behind her desk.

I scanned the room to find McGonagall shuffling papers and my brother with a sour look upon his face on the chair.

" , if you would be so kind as to escort your sister to dinner, it will be beginning in a few moments." She dismissed us with a wave of her hand.

Ted stood and opened the door for us, now no longer making eye contact. We walked down the spiral stair case and through the halls with only the sound of our footsteps to accompany us.

"What is so important that you can only talk to Dad about it?" Ted asked quietly.

"Its just. Its complicated." I almost whispered.

"This isn't you AJ. You never shy away from anything especially Lydia and me. When you ran off to Dad, I thought something was wrong. It scared me."

"Your right. Something is wrong. I'm not normal. I don't know what to do. So I went to Dad, because he understands. I'm sorry. I just don't want you to think bad of me." I kept my head down.

"See this is what I'm talking about." Ted stopped me in the hallway, standing before me "Normally you are kicking ass and taking names. What happened? Is it everything that Mum and Dad told you on your sixteenth birthday? I know it was a little hard to swallow, but I know how it feels." He looked at me with confusion in his eyes.

My brother had just as much pain to hear on his sixteenth birthday I realized in that moment. He had to hear the whole story about how and why his parents died for the second war, and yet he was worried about me finding out that Dad died and came back to life, Mum actually opened the chamber of secrets, my dad faced Voldemort seven times. These things had nothing to do with me. I looked like a child throwing a tantrum because information was kept from me and he still wanted to support me. I reached forward and hugged him fiercely.

"Woah. Okay." He slowly patted me on the back.

"Go get Lydia and meet me in the Room of Requirement." I took off down the hallway leaving Ted dumbfounded. I needed to tell them, Dad was right.

The room was ready for us to eat, food laid out on a buffet against the wall, three plates and cups ready for us to serve our selves.

I sat cross leged on the couch, waiting for them to get here nervously. Suddenly the door burst open and with it Ted and Lydia.

My cousin placed her bag on a hook next to the door and walked to her couch. She stopped for a moment to look at me.

"I won't bite. Promise." I smiled.

It must have been a pretty unconvincing smile because she came to me immediately and wrapped her arms around me. "Oh, I know you won't bite AJ." Her Georgian accent rang out.

Teddy sat to the other side of me as I pulled my self from her embrace, digging the weathered old piece of parchment from my pocket. I unfolded it and held it out for them to read together.

A few minutes passed in silence.

"It's not-" Ted started but I cut him off.

"It is. It is about me." I nodded "mother first in seven. That's Mum, the first girl born in seven generations of Weasleys. Father vanquisher of evil, obviously that's Dad. I was born three hours exactly before Voldemort's death."

"AJ, where did you get this?" Lydia took it from my hands examining it.

"It's Aunt Sally's handwriting. Grandma Lilly came to Mum and Grana in a dream when Mum was eight months pregnant. Then Aunt Sally found this." I gestured to it with my hands.

"Your not evil AJ. I am sure of it." Teddy attempted to soothe me.

"So you think Grindwald and Voldemort and every other evil person was always that way?" I asked.

"Yes. Ask Dad. I'm sure he knows."

"No. Mum and Dad said it is a choice. That they could have just as easliy made that choice to at different points in their lives, but they chose to be good. They said we were all given that choice, my choices just hold more power." I explained.

"That's right." Lydia nodded as she read over the prophesy again.

"You thought we would be upset with you?" My brother gaped at me "we know you better than anyone, you would never make that choice, at least not the wrong one."

"I know. I just had deal with it on my own first before I involved anyone else."

A/N-She finally told them! More is coming, promise. It is just a little hectic here. Anyway, follow me on twitter, leave me reviews, talk to me people! Much Love, Danie