Chapter 15 first year

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"Men have wasted away in front of it, even gone mad. That is why tomorrow it will be moved to a new home, and I must ask you not to go looking for it again. It is not good to dwell on dreams Harley, and forget to live." He said. "Why don't you go back to bed and talk to Harry in the morning? And Harley, Fred will be quite excited to know how you feel." He left and I went red. I looked at the mirror and got the cloak before leaving.


The next day I unpacked some of the things I brought from home. I brought my letters from Harry, Ron, Fred, and Draco! I was surprised when Draco sent me a letter. He must have meant to send it to Pansy. Then again he doesn't appreciate the amount of love he gets from her. I figured I would give it to him to give to Pansy.

"I figured out why Snape called me Ms. Potter. " I said sitting down in the library. "It's because I'm your sister, Harry, your twin!" I blurted out.

"Now that I think about it, you do look like our mum." He said. "The blurry figure might have been you."

"Bloody hell, that makes sense." Ron said.

"I had you looking in the wrong section." Hermione said, walking back with a huge book. "How could I be so stupid. I checked this out weeks ago for a bit of light reading."

"This is light?" Ron asked. I rolled my eyes. Malone glared at him.

"Of course here it is. Nicholas Flamel is the only known maker of the sorcerer's stone." She read.

"The what!" The boys said in unison.

"Honestly don't your two read?" I asked.

"The sorcerer's stone is a legendary substance with astonishing powers. It can transform any metal into pure gold and produce a lecture of life which makes a drinker immortal." Hermione read.

"Immortal!?" Harry questioned.

"It means you'll never die." I said.

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