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Chapter Eight – Sisters Reunited At Last

Rachele frowned in confusion as she heard what Harry just told her. "Gone? What do you mean gone?"

Harry sighed. "We had a huge fight and he stormed off."

Rachele leered at him. "What aren't you telling me?"

Harry rubbed his head. "Uh...-"

"It was the Horcrux." Hermione spoke suddenly. She had now let go of Rachele and was wiping her tears away. "He has this ridiculous idea that Harry and I are involved so he got jealous."

Rachele rose an eyebrow. "Involved? Romantically? You and Harry? That's preposterous." She huffed before shooting the pair of them a stern look. "Didn't I tell you to take that thing off him once he started thinking like that?"

Hermione looked down. "It all just happened so fast. He seemed fine at first, but then he started questioning the misson and acting distant. Next thing I know he's confronting us and a moment later there was shouting and screaming. Then he just tore off the necklace and stormed out." She sniffed. "That was a few weeks ago."

Rachel ran her hands over her face with a groan. "Merlin, I tried to warn him." She looked back at her friends. "How are you two doing?"

Hermione shrugged. "As well as can be expected."

Rachele put a hand on her shoulder. "Hermione...it's me. You don't have to be brave about this."

Hermione threw her hands up. "Well what should I say? That Ron was being selfish? That I hate that some stupid necklace corrupted the thoughts of someone dear to me? That I just want this stupid war to be over and be back with my parents? Oh that's right., that'll never happen because THEY DON'T REMEMBER ME ANYMORE!"

Rachele stood there stunned through Hermione's rant but before she could respond the other girl had stormed off back into the tent. Somewhat bewildered she turned back to Harry. "What the hell did she mean by that?"

Harry sighed. "Hermione obliviated her parents to protect them from the war. This forest is one of the places she used to go camping with them."

Rachele was shocked to say the least. "She erased their memories? Like...for good?"

Harry nodded. "Yeah. I've asked her where's she's planning on living afterwards but she tends to avoid the subject."

Rachele gazed thoughtfully at the tent. Maybe this was the sign she had been looking for. Hermione literally had no family left so there was no better time to come clean. With her mind made up she gave Harry a small grin.

"I'm gonna tell her."

Harry's eyes widened. "You mean..."

She nodded. "Yup. I've been waiting for the universe to give me some kind of...signal of sorts to reveal this secret to her. Now they've given me one as clear as day." She started walking to the tent. "It's time."

Harry nodded supportively. "Good luck." To which she answered with a brief smile. Entering their small hideout, Rachele found her target at the table surrounded by various books with her nose buried in a rather thick tome. She seemed so absorbed Rachele almost felt bad for interrupting her...almost.

"Hey there."

Hermione glanced up quickly. "Hi."

Rachele sat across from her. "Can we talk?"

Hermione looked up at her again. "Is this important?"

"Very." Rachele said bluntly

The short statement was enough to make her put the book down. "Okay then."

Rachele wrung her fingers. "Well...Harry told me about your parents...and their memories."

Hermione exhaled sadly. "I really can't talk about that right now." She said as she went to stand up.

Rachele grabbed her hand. "Wait! Please! It's relevent I promise." When Hermione reluctantly sank back in her seat she continued. "I wasn't planning on saying anything at first. But when I heard what you'd done I knew telling you the truth was the right thing to do."

Hermione rose an eyebrow. "If this is about your powers than Harry already-"

"No, no it's not that. This is something else. Something...bigger. At least between you and me."

Hermione frowned. "Okay now you're confusing me."

Rachele interlocked her fingers. "I'm going to tell you a piece of my past you haven't heard yet. Very few people know but it's connection to you is extremely vital; it's why I've kept it to myself for all these years." Hermione leaned forward with interest so Rachele took that as a green light to continue. "When I was very little I had a vision. A frightening one where Voldemort had stumbled upon documents containing all the history about my past lives. He quickly figured out chronilogically that another one of my kind, myself, was due to be born very soon and he knew it would cause trouble for his plans. So he vowed at all costs to hunt me down, even if it meant killing anyone or anything that so much as breathed in the same space as me. If he discovered a person had any sort of association with me, he would murder them on the spot without a second thought."

"That's horrible." Hermione gasped. "He's that desperate to kill you?"

Rachele nodded. "I knew then my family was in mortal danger and being only young and not fully matured into my powers yet, I did the only thing I knew to save them."

"You ran away." Hermione confirmed and Rachele nodded. "But what does this have to do with me?"

Rachele smiled. "I'm getting there. But before I do, can you guess how old I was?"

Hermione shrugged. "I dunno, three or four?"

Rachele grinned. "Actually I was about six months old."

Hermione's jaw dropped. "How is that possible? You shouldn't have even been walking yet."

"My powers allowed me to mature faster, both physically and mentally so I could bond with my magic quicker. So even though I was only six months old, I looked, walked and talked like a three to four year old toddler."

Hermione gaped. "Wow...but you look your age now."

Rachele shrugged. "My powers are at their peak so my aging process normalized."

"That makes sense I guess, okay carry on."

Rachele leaned forward and grasped her hands. "Hermione...what I'm about to tell you, please understand I did it for your safety."

Hermione looked at their hands then back at her. "Rach...you're scaring me."

Rachele kept her gazed lock with hers. "The family I was trying to protect from Voldemort. Am still protecting from him...they're not just my parents." She took a deep breath. "But also my sister."

Hermione's eyebrows furrowed. "Sister?"

Rachele shrugged. "Well...faternal twin sister to be exact."

Hermione just kept staring blankly at her. "And this concerns me because?"

Rachele smiled. "Because it's you Hermione."

"W-w-what?"

"You're the sister I've been desperately keeping secret from him all these years. You're the family I ran away from. I changed my last name to Sullivan so he wouldn't know who I was related to."

Hermione slowly retracted her hands away. "You're...I...we're sisters?"

Rachele nodded solemnly. "I know it's a lot to take in but-"

Hermione scoffed. "Take in? Are you kidding with me right now?"

Rachele frowned. This wasn't going well. "Of course not, I'm serious."

"How long have we been friends Rach?"

Rachele sighed. "Six years...nearly seven."

Hermione stood up with a glare. "And in all that time you didn't once think to mention we were not only related...but SISTERS? And twins no less!"

Rachele stood up as well. "Of course I did! You think it was easy keeping this from you? I wanted to tell you every damn day! I almost did a handful of times!"

"Then why didn't you?" Hermione's voice began rising.

"I already told you! I was trying to protect you!"

Hermione laughed haughtily. "From what? Voldemort? Don't make me laugh! Just being a Muggleborn has already put me on his 'kill on sight' list!"

Rachele growled. "You wanna guess where on that list you'll be if he found out we're sisters?" She levelled her hand high in the air. "On the very damn top. You'd be even higher than Harry. He will drop everything to hunt you down just so he can hit my weak spot."

Hermione was silent for a moment. "He hates you that much?"

Rachele shrugged. "It's more fear than anything but sure."

Hermione shook her head and turned away. "Sorry but...I need some time to think about this."

Rachele nodded sadly. "Sure...take all the time you need." As she made her way out, she paused briefly at the entrance. "I'm sorry I hurt you Hermione. I just wanted you to be safe...because you're my sister and I love you. That's the only reason I kept it from you." When there was no reply she sighed. "I'll see you later." She stepped out into the night air with the tent flap closing behind her. There was Harry waiting patiently on the same log she had found Hermione a short while ago.

"Hey Harry."

The boy-who-lived turned at her voice. "Oh hey. So how'd she take it?"

She plonked down next to him. "Huuuuuuh not so good."

Harry clicked his tongue. "Shoulda told her sooner."

Rachele groaned. "I'm starting to think it would've been better not to say anything."

Harry shook his head. "Don't say that, you did the right thing." He patted her back. "Don't worry about Hermione, she'll come around. She's probably just in shock. Not every day you find out you have a twin sister."

Rachele smiled. "I guess you're right. I'll give her space until she's ready." She paused. "Sorry about Ron, he can be a downright prat sometimes."

Harry shrugged. "It wasn't his fault. The horcrux brings out the worst in you, I know he didn't mean anything by it."

"I hope he comes back."

"Yeah me too..."

Silence.

"Christmas is coming up soon."

Harry shrugged. "Doesn't really matter does it? Who's gonna celebrate it with this war going on?"

Rachele gave him a look. "Thanks for that Mr. Sunshine."

He smiled slightly. "Just saying how it is."

"Whatever." She said standing up. "I'm gonna head back. Things are getting real dodgy at Hogwarts lately."

Harry looked up at her. "What'd you mean?"

She glanced down at him. "Some nutter has ordered a countless amount of Dementors to set up shop around the school. And I swear those bloody Death Eaters are growing more psychotic every damn day."

Harry was now standing as well. "Dementors are there?"

Rachele huffed. "Yes and they're a friggin nightmare to maintain."

"Ginny?

"She's doing great." She said reassuringly. She wasn't about to mention the close call Harry's girlfriend had with death. If Rachele had only been minutes later saving her and her own boyfriend, she'd be telling him a whole different story.

Harry smiled. "Great. And uh...can you give her a message for me?"

"Sure what is it?"

Harry blushed and mumbled something under his breath.

Rachele grinned. "What was that?"

He coughed. "Tell her...tellherIloveher." He blurted with his face turning scarlet.

Rachele made a little 'aww' as she slung arn arm around him. "Harry, have you told her that to her face yet?" He shook his head shamefully. "Oh well then I can't help you." She let him go and started to walk away until Harry grabbed her arm.

"Wait! What do you mean you can't help me?"

Rachele chuckled. "Harry, you can't tell a girl you love her for the first time through a personal messenger. It has to be a special and private moment between the two of you."

Harry scratched his head. "But it's just...I'm no good at this stuff."

Rachele rolled her eyes. "Alright answer me this. You love her right?"

"Yeah."

"And you wanna tell her?"

"Uh huh."

"Then the very next time you're alone with her just tell her."

Harry stared. "Just like that? No grand gesture?"

"Weeeeell if there wasn't a war with a Dark Lord out to kill us then I'd suggest flowers or something. But we're all kinda on deaths door so I'd tell her the next chance I get."

Harry nodded. "Good point. Okay when we get back to Hogwarts then."

She grinned and slugged his shoulder. "Atta boy! Okay I better be heading back to the hell hole of education now."

Harry chuckled. "Alright. Take care. Can you tell Ginny I said hello then?"

"Sure thing. Want me to give her a nice big kiss for you too?"

Harry shoved her. "Bugger off."

Rachele laughed. "See ya round lover boy."

Harry grinned widely, even after she had vanished from view. "That girl is such a dork."

"Harry?"

He turned around to see Hermione walking towards him. "Oh hey."

She looked around the area. "Is she gone?"

Harry sighed. "Yeah she just left. Hermione what the hell happened in there? I thought you'd be esctatic to find out she's your sister."

Hermione frowned. "That's not the problem. I just don't understand why she would keep it secret for so lo-" She stopped abruptly and leered at him. "Hang on...you already know?"

Harry felt himself step backwards slightly. "Um...yeah before the start of term."

Hermione looked quite affended. "She told you first and not me?"

Harry put up his hands. "Calm down Hermione. You know Rachele she has a reason for everything. You know she told Robert and Claudia long before she told me."

Hermione sat down on the log. "Well sure those two I get. They're like three peas in a pod if there's such a thing. But Harry...six years...SIX!"

Harry jumped at her sudden shout. "I know, I know. I get it, she kept big secrets from everybody. But Hermione...try looking at things from her perspective." When she glared at him he hurriedly said. "Just hear me out, okay? She's been on the run practically her entire life. She's had to learn magic and fighting from an early age because of Death Eaters that are always on her tail. She's witnessed countless deaths of innocent people but also saved just as many. And this was all before coming to Hogwarts!"

Hermione sighed. "What's your point Harry?"

"My point is that she's gone through so much hell just for the sake of you and your parents. Out of everyone she knows, you're one of, if not, the most important person in her life. She's risked everything just to keep you safe. Including her friendship with you."

Hermione swallowed the lump that had suddenly appeared in her throat. "W-what do you mean including our friendship?"

Harry shrugged. "When she left us to start hanging out with Robert and Claudia? I think part of the reason behind that was to put a little distance between you to prevent the truth from ever coming out."

"And she did all that..."

"To stop Voldemort from finding you. She loves you Hermione. That's a one of kind sister you have there." He grinned. "And a damn powerful one at that."

Hermione grabbed her head. "Merlin...what have I done?"

Harry touched her arm. "Hey it's okay. I imagine she suspected this would be difficult for you. It's a lot to process."

Hermione clung to his shoulders. "We need to get her back here Harry! I need to apologize!"

"Woah! Hang on, calm down!" Harry shushed her. "Look we can't just summon her every ten minutes, remember she's fighting a battle at Hogwarts too." He held her by her upper arms and looked her square in the eyes. "Give it a couple of days. You both need to calm down after everything that's happened. Just take some time and think over what you're gonna say to her."

Hermione thought it over for a moment before nodding. "Okay...yeah, you're right. Thanks Harry."

"No worries. Now you've had an emotional morning. Go get some extra sleep I'll keep watch."

"Okay thanks. Be careful Harry."

He gave a salute. "Always am."

As Hermione entered the tent for some more rest, Harry once again sat back on the log with his wand fixed firmly in his right hand, his senses alive and his emerald eyes fixed on the musky grey chilly morning sky.

Meanwhile back at the school, Robert, Claudia and Ginny were just finishing their rounds of patrols. They had a couple of small encounters with a Death Eater here and there but it always ended with them bolting from them as though their life depended on it.

"Rachele's plan is working." Claudia commented as they headed back to Hufflepuff tower.

Ginny looked at her. "What do you mean?"

"You know she's powerful enough to take over the school whenever she wants right?"

She nodded. "Yeah and why doesn't she?"

"She's toying with them." Robert added with a smirk. "This is her version of psychological warfare. She's planting fear in them and making them all paranoid."

"That doesn't explain why they run from us." Ginny said.

Claudia smiled. "Rachele's made it crystal clear she won't tolerate any of them hurting her friends. So they think every time they're near one of us she'll just appear and unleash everything on them.

Ginny laughed. "Damn that girl is cruel."

"She's just stalling until Harry comes back." Robert explained as they climbed through the portrait hole. "Once he's here the war will most likely officially begin so she's not gonna hold anything back."

"Stalling? But she's been...so...uh..." Ginny trailed off as she stared at something ahead of them.

"Gin?" Robert waved his hand in front of her. "You alright?"

The red-head pointed. "Rachele's back."

Robert and Claudia followed her finger over to the brunette sitting by the fire, gazing into the hearth with deep contemplation. The trio hurried over and sat around her, Claudia and Robert on either side while Ginny knelt in front of her.

"Rach?" Her boyfriend asked. "You okay?"

Said girl shrugged. "I guess."

Claudia leaned closer. "Something happen with Harry?"

Rachele shook her head. "No...it's Hermione."

"Did you guys have a fight?" Ginny asked.

Rachele sighed. "Kinda...I told her the truth."

Robert's jaw dropped while Claudia gasped. "You did?" They both exclaimed.

"Wait. Told the truth about what?" Ginny asked feeling out of the loop.

Rachele ignored her, standing up and making her way to the fireplace. "She wasn't happy. She was angry I had kept it from her for so long."

Robert frowned. "But you were protecting her."

"Yeah that's what I said. Harry said she's probably just in shock so I'm giving her some space to let it all sink in."

"Hello!" Ginny said loudly from her spot. "Can someone fill me in? What the hell did you keep from Hermione that upset her so much?"

Rachele studied the younger the girl then shrugged. "Guess it wouldn't hurt. Hermione's my twin sister."

Ginny's mouth opened then closed again just as quickly. "I...wait, WHAT? For real?"

Rachele nodded before quickly filling her in about her past and why she carried the burden by herself for so many years. "That's why I didn't tell Hermione until now. I didn't want to risk making her Voldemort's target more than she already is. But then I found out she obliviated her parents to protect them and I knew I couldn't hide it anymore" She sighed sadly. "I thought she'd be happy to know she still had family left."

"Rach." Robert rose off his seat and went to stand by his girlfriend. "You know I'm with you a hundred percent with this. You're doing the right thing giving her the space." He took her hand and kissed the back of it. "No matter what happens, you have my support."

Rachele smiled at him. "Thank you Robbie. You always know what to say to me."

"You have my support as well." Claudia said coming over and taking her hand. "Gotta support my bestie."

"Mine too." Ginny agreed standing next to her. "Hermione's really lucky to have such an awesome sister."

Rachele smiled. "Thanks. You guys rock." She grinned and opened her arms wide. "Group hug!"

Her three friends laughed and gathered in close wrapping their arms around each other. Rachele was happily cuddled between Robert and Claudia with a wide beaming smile directed at Ginny who stood opposite her with a matching grin.

While her budding trio were able to distract her for the time being, her mind never fully wavered from her situation from Hermione. She wouldn't admit it to her friends but the argument with her sister left a twisting ache in her chest that only worsened with each passing day. Sure she was able to occupy herself with the Dementors and bad men in masks wondering about, but to be quite honest it was becoming rather dull and repetitive. Hour after hour, day after day, these pesky invaders would cause some measure of ruckus around the castle that would require her attention whether it be rescuing students who stumbled into Death Eater hands or chasing away the occasional Dementor that strayed too close to the school. So she was relieved when Ginny approached her with a whole new different problem.

"The common room is becoming too packed." She told Rachele one afternoon. "Some students can't stay here because it's over populated."

Rachele smiled. "Well we'll just have to relocate then."

Ginny frowned. "Where?"

Rachele smiled. "All in good time. I have to speak to Harry first."

Ginny stared at her. "Are you gonna talk to Hermione too?"

Rachele sighed. "I don't know. Maybe. If she's ready."

Ginny gave her a comforting smile. "It'll work out. I'm sure of it."

Rachele grinned. "Thanks. I better toddle off then."

Ginny nodded. "Good luck. I'll tell Robert and Claudia where you are."

Rachele gave her a playful salute. "Cheers. Catch ya later."

Rachele found them in a woods clearing similar to the last. The main difference was this place held a more eery biting chill that climbed to the tip of your spine. Harry and Hermione were leaning up against a couple of trees wrapped tightly in worn blankets and engaged deeply in conversation. She walked up to them with cautious steps.

"Um...hey guys."

In all the time she'd known her she'd never seen Hermione's head turn so fast. In what seemed like the blink of an eye, she had thrown her blanket to the side, scurried to her feet, dashed up to her and wrapped her arms around her in a suffocating hug. Rachele was so caught of guard she barely managed to keep her balance.

"Woah...uh...Hi Hermione."

Hermione's grip tightened. "I'm so sorry."

Rachele gently pulled her to arms length. "Hey now, you have nothing to apologise for."

Hermione shook her head. "Of course I do! I was only thinking of myself, I never once considered how you must've felt carrying such a burden for so long."

To her amazement Rachele only shrugged. "Was a small price to pay to keep my family safe."

Hermione's response was to fling her arms around her again. "Thank you for protecting me and m-...our parents."

Rachele beamed. "It was my pleasure." She grinned. "Sis." She laughed as Hermione squealed and hugged her tighter. "Why don't we go to the tent? We have lots to talk about."

Hermione nodded cheerfully and followed her into the tent while Harry agreed to continue the lookout for any trouble. Once inside they wasted no time catching up with each others lives. Rachele told her how it was being raised by Dumbledore and the many travels they embarked on together. She spoke of her mentor with tears in her eyes, the sting of his death still lingering in her heart. She left out no detail of how her life was before Hogwarts.

Hermione then told of the childhood Rachele had missed. She spoke of their parents and the years of being an only child growing up in the Muggle world before discovering her magical priviledges when she turned eleven. Rachele was pleased to discover that through the majority of her life Hermione had always desired for a sibling, a sister in particular. Hermione made sure to express her deep happiness of that dream finally coming true. She was even more esctatic that it was Rachele of all people considering she regarded the girl as a sisterly figure anyway.

"So who's the older one?" Hermione asked sometime later. "One of us had to come out first."

Rachele sighed dramatically. "You are."

Hermione grinned and slung her arm around her shoulder. "Aaww so that means you're my little sister." She teased playfully pinching her cheek. "Who's a cwute wittle sister. You are!"

"Cut it out!" Rachele shooed her away. "There's only a two minute gap it's no big deal."

Hermione smirked. "Technicalities. I'm still older."

Rachele huffed and crossed her arms. "So uncool." She then looked up at the sky. "Shoot I've been here for hours. I need to head back and help the others."

Hermione nodded. "Good idea. Must be a bleeding pain in the arse keeping a leash on those Death Eaters all the time."

Rachele groaned. "You have no idea." She led them out of the tent and stopped in her tracks. "Uh...where's Harry?" The two girls scanned the area to find the raven-haired boy nowhere in sight.

"Weird." Hermione frowned with concern. "He's meant to be keeping watch."

"Bugger I needed to talk to him about something important. Oh well next time. And I'm sure he'll be fine as long as he stays within the barrier." Rachele said looking up at the night sky. "I better get going." She turned back to her twin. "You be alright?"

Hermione smiled. "Don't you worry about us. We've survived this long."

Rachele opened her arms with a wide grin. "Hug from big sis?"

Hermione giggled and hugged her tight. "Aaaww you're so adorable!"

Rachele pulled away with a mock-glare. "You may be older but I'm still taller than you."

Hermione rolled her eyes. "Whatever makes you feel better."

Rachele laughed. "See ya later." She said as she flashed from view.

Hermione gave a dismissive wave as she walked back the way she came. She bounced back to the tent in a much better mood. Little did she know, that cheery disposition would disappear in a very short time. After accomplishing a rare pleasant sleep she was awoken by a perky sounding Harry calling her name. She blearily stepped out of their small home in search of her best friend.

"Harry? What's going on?"

Harry smiled brightly. "Look what I found." He said gesturing to something behind him.

Hermione looked over to see none other than Ron Weasley smiling at her with a locket dangling from one hand and a strangely familiar sword clutched in the other.

"Hey." He greeted.

The good mood she was in before vanished and was replaced with raging hostility. She marched towards him, yanked his bag and began whacking him with it. "You complete ARSE Ronald Weasley! You disappear for weeks! And you say hey?" When a stunned Ron didn't answer she turned her attention to Harry. "Where's my wand?"

Harry backed away while putting the wand he was carrying in his pocket. "I don't have it."

"Give me my wand!"

"I said I don't have it!"

Ron looked between them. "Why does he have your wand?"

Hermione whipped back to him. "Never mind why I have his wand!"

Turns out that Harry's wand was an unfortunate casualty during one of Harry and Hermione's little side detours. They had ventured into Godrics Hollow in search of another Horcrux and also to pay respects to Harry's parents whose graves were on display in the town's cemetary. They had followed a mysterious old lady into a run down shack thinking she was a lead in their mission. They couldn't have been more wrong. The seemingly harmless hag turned out to be Voldemort's loyal snake in disguise. In their haste to fend off the vicious reptile, Hermione had used Harry's wand temporarily to cast a defensive curse after briefly misplacing her own. There was a rush, some flames and a loud crack and Harry's long-time magical companion was snapped in two. For the moment they took turns using Hermione's wand for keeping watch until they could find Harry a replacement.

But right now she was way to angry to explain anything to the likes of their ginger friend who had run out of them. She stepped towards him only now noticing the damaged locket he was holding.

"What is that?" She asked. Ron responded by proudly holding up the trinket. "You destroyed it." She remarked skeptically before glancing at his other hand. "And how is it you just happened to have the sword of Gryffindor?"

"It's a long story." Harry answered.

Hermione shook her head. "Don't think this changes anything." She snipped before trudging back but was stopped by Ron's irritated voice.

"Nah of course not! I only just destroyed a bloody Horcrux! Why would that change anything?" His face then softened. "Look. I wanted to come back as soon as I left. Just didn't know how to find you."

"How did you find us?" Harry asked.

"With this." Ron said pulling out the Deluminator Dumbledore had left to him in his will. "Doesn't just turn off lights. Don't know how it works, but Christmas morning I was sleeping in this little pub. Keeping away from some Snatchers." He smiled. "Then I heard it."

Harry frowned. "It?"

Ron nodded. "A voice. Your voice Hermione." He looked at the girl who was still glaring at him with her arms crossed. "

"And what exactly did I say may I ask?"

"My name." He said gently. "Just my name. Like a whisper." He looked back at the item in his hand. "So I took it. Clicked it. And this tiny ball of light appeared. And I knew...sure enough. It flew toward me, right into my chest. Went straight through me. Right here." He put his hand above his heart. "I knew it was gonna take me where I needed to go. So I disapparated and came to this hillside. It was dark, I had no idea where I was. Just hoped that one of you would show yourself." He grinned at Harry. "And you did."

Harry nodded in approval but Hermione remained silent. She stared at him closely for a few moments before turning and heading back to the tent.

Ron's shoulders slumped. "She's bloody mad at me isn't she?"

Harry shrugged. "I think you'll get more of a vocal response from Rach to be honest."

Ron went pale. "Merlin she knows what happened doesn't she?"

Harry grinned. "Yeah, she'll probably lecture you later." He clapped his best friend on the shoulder. "Seriously mate it's good to have you back."

Ron smiled. "That makes one of you."

Harry glanced around him. "Actually Ron, there's something you should know." He quickly summarised to his friend the happenings of the past few weeks, including the drama between Rachele and Hermione and them coming together as sisters.

Ron gaped at him. "Bloody hell...twin sisters? Sweet Merlin no wonder they're both so terrifying."

Harry smirked. "Better be careful with how you treat Hermione then. Cause guess who's gonna come after you if you hurt her." He laughed at the horrified expression on the ginger's face.

"Bloody hell I think I'd rather have a one on one duel with V-voldemort. Don't suppose you wanna switch places do ya?"

Harry rose an eyebrow. "What'd ya mean?"

"I'll go fight Voldemort and you can deal with the wrath of the twins."

Harry held up his hands and backed away. "Hell no, I'd rather face Voldemort and his entire army then have to go up against a ticked off Rachele."

"Come on Harry please! Have some mercy!"

Harry waved him off. "Not gonna happen! I wanna keep my body parts thank you very much!"

"You're a cruel man Potter!"

End of Chapter

The final secret is out. Hermione now knows the full truth of who Rachele is. Their friendship won't change but the knowledge that their sisters will bring them closer together.

Coming up next...the danger increases when there is trouble brewing at Malfoy Manor. Will Rachele save the day before it's too late? Continue to the next chapter to find out!

See ya then!