Ophelia Potter uncovers secrets of her past and her real parents while the future unfolds at Hogwarts. She just transfers from Ilvermony and the drama has already started. Turns out she's Harry's long-lost twin or as Rita Skeeter would put it 'The...
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I pulled my black crop top lower and brushed off my jeans as I walked into the telephone box for visitors. I was able to leave before the others for Harry's trial. I was going to wake up Fred but I didn't want to disturb him. I slipped in some money and dialed the code 62442. The box started to move down slowly, making me a little queasy.
The box stopped and I walked out running my hand through my hair "Ophelia" Kingsley nodded before coming to a sudden stop. Kingsley was a man I had recently come to admire although we never had too many intruiging conversations he always had many great stories "Are you not also getting expelled?" I shook my head and pursed my lips . He nodded and walked of.
I stood in a small, cramped elevator that moved rigidly once in a while. I felt a few stares but ignored them. It was obvious they didn't really like me. I could take a guess why.
Despite my attempt to be early I took a few wrong turns but I finally turned a corner and bumped into Dumbeldore "Are you coming Ms. Potter?" he asked. I nodded and walked in, not announcing myself as he did.
I sat on my seat and zoned out for most of the trial except hearing this annoying giggling sound from this idiot in front of me. Not only that but her voice had this girly, high-pitched voice. I was slightly taken aback I had been expecting her to croak "And it's so silly but for a second it sounded like you were suggesting that the ministry ordered the attack on this boy" I frowned and rolled my eyes a bit. If only they would actually listen it was Voldemort and they were choosing to live in denial "Those in favor of conviction" the woman said a few minutes later and a few people raised their hands. I felt my breath hitch in my throat a bit "Those in favor of clearing all charges" More people raised their hands and let out a deep breath, letting a small smile play at my lips. Harry would be ok. I got up and left my seat quickly to avoid being questioned, joining Harry and Arthur on my way home
||| Immediately we stepped in Fred was the first to greet me as Harry walked in "Ophelia!" he said running to me and scooping me up twirling me around a bit. He turned to Harry noticing how he had ignored him completely "And Harry too" he said less enthusiastically as he dropped me. Harry just smirked and shook his head "I knew it!" Ron said, punching the air "You always get away with stuff!"
"Everyone seems quite relieved, though, considering they all knew I'd get off," Harry said smiling. Mrs. Weasley was wiping her face with her apron while Fred, George, and Ginny did a kind of war dance to a chant that went "He got off, he got off, he got off-" "That's enough. Settle down" Mrs. Weasley shouted. "Ophelia dear, come and sit down, have some lunch, you left before we all were even up" I smiled and sat down at the table "I bet Dumbledore will come over to celebrate with us," Ron said happily "I don't think he'll be able to Ron," said Mrs. Weasley as she placed a plate of food in front of me and Harry "He's really busy lately" "HE GOT OFF, HE GOT OFF, HE GOT OFF-" Fred George and Ginny continued chanting from the corner "SHUT UP!" roared Mrs. Weasley
