Authors Notes.

It has been said that this fan fiction story of mine is not going anywhere, I have read through the reviews and out of all of them there are only two or three that say to me it is not going anywhere. I can assure you it is. In my last fan fiction story for Twilight I had the same, but once I had completed that story I had 90 reviews and 51 chapters with over 100,000 words. But I can assure you though this story may seem now like it isn't going anywhere please read my other work, my style of writing is to follow the twists and turns inside my head until I reach the ultimate plot. Please read Another Dawn Breaks to see what I mean. Now we go back to the world of magic. Thanks to the new followers and liker of the story, and to the few reviews I have received over the last week.

Chapter 8

The room was dark when she stirred in her sleep, stirring again, she heard it a soft tapping on the window a large window that went high up to the ceiling of the room,, but so thin the it was only big enough for a bird. Novella, go up out of bed and went over to the window, she saw a beautiful snowy white bird perched on the window ledge outside. She opened the window for this white bird slowly so he wouldn't fall off.

Ophelia hopped into the room and onto the floor. Seeing she had reached the right place she let out a hoot of happiness. Novella watched the bird intently and noticed something was attached to its leg. Ophelia held her leg aloft so that the recipient could take the envelope. She knew that this must be important to her master, so she waited.

Novella took the envelope from the bird, and looked at it. Luckily Severus had taught her a few things when she had been younger and one of them was to read simple words.

Looking at the envelope and feeling it between her fingers she realised that words were appearing, she read them slowly and carefully.

'I open at your touch' turning the envelope over, thinking that someone had made a mistake, she opened it gingerly.

Skimming over the words to see if it was not for her she noticed her name at the top.

'My Dearest Novella'

She read the words aloud slowly.

'I don't know why I wrote that because I have only just found out you exist.'

It took her a while but she finished reading the first couple of lines. By the time she had finished reading the whole letter, daylight streamed all around her through the long thin windows in the room.

She looked around at the bird who had perched herself on a chair, when Ophelia saw she was being watched she swooped down to where Novella sat on the floor.

'I wish I had something I could write with I know that if I could do it with something, I could copy these letters in this one, to say I am OK at least' Novella said aloud to herself.

Ophelia understood what this nice lady was saying so she flew to the window with a low hoot, and took flight into the early morning sunrise.

Novella watched as the bird took flight and felt like she would return, her feelings were right half an hour after leaving Ophelia returned with a small package in her beak.

She flew quickly to Novella and dropped something in her lap, landing next to her one the floor as she opened up the small parcel inside was a piece of paper and a curious object a feather like the bird had with a small point at the end.

Novella opened the package and inside she found a quill and one small piece of parchment. Hooting happily at the nice lady who was stroking her wings Ophelia felt her job was done for now. She closed her eyes and slept until she was needed again.

Laying down on the floor on her stomach she looked at the paper on which her brother had wrote. She copied what the letters looked like. Her tongue slipping through her lips as she concentrated hard.

After a long time she looked at what was on the paper. It wasn't much but enough to show her brother Harry that she was alive.

'My dearest Hary. I am ok I am alive. I am Novella. Trees are hear and I am in side windows are big the sun is in my room

Novella'

When she had finished she looked at what she had written. There wasn't much on the paper but she thought it was good. She had written as much as she could write, and she hoped that it was enough for her brother to see where she was. She rolled it up and Ophelia took the letter in her beak. With one last hoot she took flight, Novella watched the sweet bird fly off in the sunlight.

Moving from the window Novella walked over to her bed and sat down, crossing her legs she pulled the pillow towards her and thought about what had just happened. She pulled the letter towards her and read it once again. Shocked excited, emotions beyond what she knew coursing throughout her body.

'A brother' she thought again. 'I have a family.' A smile that had spread across her face turned down as she frowned. 'Why did Sev never tell me I have a brother?' She questioned out loud.

She heard footsteps outside her room. Quickly she put the letter under the mattress and composed herself. She heard the lock clicking open on the door and a blond head popped around it.

'Ah you're awake.' A female voice came. The lady walked into the room. 'Now it is time for your monthly check, a medi-witch will be arriving this afternoon, the usual things stand. No asking for help no trying to escape, nothing. I will have someone present with the witch, just to keep you in line.' The blond lady sneered.

So much had changed over the last few years. Every month someone came in, checked her over, performed tests asked questions and then left. Novella didn't understand why this happened every month she found it very confusing to say the least.

Without speaking she nodded her head at the blond lady. Who promptly walked out of the room. Once again Novella's thoughts turned to her brother.

She wondered if he was the brown haired man with glasses in the vision she had experienced many times over the years gone past. It was the only vision she could remember. The man who rescued her from the hellish life in her vision in the pink room.

Harry sat in the fireside chair in the kitchen of Grimmauld Place, a glass of fire-whiskey in his hand. His mind wandered far too much. Thoughts about Novella, anger that nobody had told him about her, and thoughts about his parents. Why had his parents waited until now to direct him to the knowledge of his sister. He realised that for now he couldn't do much about it. Kingsley was using his time sifting through mounds of property records at the records office in the ministry, trying to find all properties owned or even relating to the Malfoy estate. There was so many houses and properties owned by that family.

Harry heard a hoot at the window and turned to find Ophelia sitting on the ledge watching him. She flew down towards him and perched herself on the arm of the chair, as she landed Harry saw the note held in her beak. Gently he removed the letter and unrolled it. Looking at the letter, he saw the messy handwriting and his heart leaped.

'Dear Hary.'

He read the note quickly and aloud to himself. 'I knew you could do it girl.' He jumped out of the chair, and stroked her on the head, as he gave her two handfuls of treats. 'Thank you, I knew you'd find her girl. Thank you.'

He picked up some powder from the fire pot and threw it into the flames. As the fire turned a deep shade of emerald he shouted 'Kingsley' the flew connected. 'Can you come over please Kingsley, I've had a reply.' The flew cut out as Harry ran up the stairs. 'Ginny' he shouted. 'Ginny, come quick, I've had a reply from Novella.'

The door to the library opened. 'From Novella you said.' Ginny asked.

'Yes, Kingsley is on his way, I just flewed his office.'

Together they walked back down to the kitchen, where they found Kingsley sitting at the table waiting. Kreacher had already placed a tray of refreshments on the table for the three of them.

'Good evening Kingsley. I hope you are well?' Ginny asked the Minister of Magic.

'Good evening Ginny, I'm good thank you for asking. Busy with the search but good.' Kingsley replied. 'Now Harry, you said that you've had a reply. I assume your sister is alive; does she mention anything about where she is?' Kingsley asked Harry before taking a sip from the cup in front of him.

Harry took the letter from his pocket and handed it to Kingsley who read it quickly. 'So at least we know there are trees there. We need to find a Malfoy house surrounded by a forest and by the looks of it a tower of some sort. We have pictures of death eater estates and properties on file, so this makes it a little easier for us to find her. I suggest you call a meeting in two days time. This should give me enough time to complete my investigations, I am a third of the way through, Bill and Percy Weasley are offering up there time to go through it all with me.' Kingsley said draining his cup.

'Kingsley, I will happily come to help as well. Harry has his work at the Auror Office keeping them off the scent so to speak, and I have time available while the children are in school so I will happily help.' Ginny spoke.

'Of course Ginny, please come to my office tomorrow at 9 am and I will show you to the records office personally.' Kinglsey told her.

'Good, now would you like more coffee before you leave?' She asked him.

'Thank you Ginny,, but I will decline, I have more papers to sign before going home for the evening.' Kingsley replied, with grace.

And after saying their goodbyes he left with a loud crack as he apparated back to the ministry. 'So then, that's it Harry.' Ginny spoke. 'We know Novella is alive, we are one step closer to finding her.'

'We are one step closer' Harry smiled. 'I hope when we find her she is OK, like she says in this note. I can't explain how happy I am that I have found my sister. Before the note arrived I was sitting down here so angry at why no body had told me about her. But I think I am beginning to understand why, to understand their reasoning. Although there is something bugging me, something I just can't put my finger on.'

He stood up and started cleaning away the dishes that had been used, Kreacher had long since settled down for the night.

Ginny kissed him gently on the cheek, and wrapped her arms around his waist. 'Everything will turn out right in the end Harry.' And with one final embrace they both headed up the stairs to bed.

Authors Notes.

Thank you for the new reviews story followers etc, especially to Friend of Molly, your reviews made me feel happy after the bad ones I had received. Please be aware that there has been THREE days since Harry found the diary. This story carries on over the space of two months maybe three depending on how I feel its going. Next chapter we find out why Novella has monthly visits from a medi witch. Before I sign off on this chapter I need to say, I know the dates don't add up for Harry and Ginny's children but just for the purpose of this story for me they do.