Lily Potter (Harry Potter's Twin)

Chapter 46

Published Jun 10, 2015

The summer weather was great, I spent days working at The Weasley Wizard Whezes and nights hanging with all of the Weasley tribe. Soon, Ginny was tired of Fleur and started to hate her, along with Mrs Weasley who was growing tired of Bill and her living at the Burrow. I really missed my twin, I haven't seen him in three weeks now. He still hasn't wrote.

On the night of my second week at the Burrow, Dumbledore came around at 5. He went inside to chat with the Order Members that resided in the Burrow while us underage non-members had to go out in the garden. I still haven't talked with Ron since my first night here but now with only Ron, Hermione, Ginny and I, I had to.

"So, you enjoying your summer, Hermione?" Ron asked her.

"Yes, very much, I wish Harry could be here by now, though," Hermione said, shrugging. Her hair was steadily getting frizzier and frizzier in the humid weather.

"Same," said Ginny. "I wonder what's going on with the custody stuff with Sirius, it's not like there is a fight. I am sure his aunt and uncle would love to get rid of him..."

"Well, the ministry doesn't want to hand Harry Potter over to a man who was known as a mass murder, now do they?" I asked.

"Right," said Hermione. "Plus Lily is part of the issue, most likely."

"Whatcha mean?" asked Ginny.

"Well do you have a guardian?" Hermione asked me.

"Um, I don't think so..." I said, realizing that she was right.

"And Harry does, so that could cause some issue as to figuring out if Sirius will become both of your parents or if he can just be Harry's," said Hermione.

"Well-" I was about to protest when I was interrupted by a voice behind us.

"Good afternoon my students," said Dumbledore, walking over to us at our spot under the tree.

"Hello, Professor Dumbledore," greeted Hermione.

"Now, I was just wondering if I could steal Miss Potter real quick," said Dumbledore.

"Yes, of course," I said, standing up and following Dumbledore.

"How are you doing, Lily?" Dumbledore asked me.

"I'm doing just great, what are we doing?" I asked.

"I needed to talk with you," said Dumbledore. "We are going to my office at Hogwarts."

We went to the fireplace inside the Burrow. The others were nowhere to be seen, in the living room at least.

Dumbledore grabbed the Flu Powder on top of the fire place mantle and threw it in the fireplace, turning the flames emerald.

"Now, just say 'Dumbledore's Office' clearly and you will be transported there," said Dumbledore. "Oh, and close your eyes and t-"

"Tuck in my elbows?" I asked and he smiled and nodded.

I stepped into the warm flames and said, in my clearest voice possible, "Dumbledore's Office."

I clamped my eyes shut as the spinning sensation started. The back of my eye lids shown green. Just when I started to wonder when I would be in his office, the spinning stopped and I landed forcefully on my standing leg, my knees buckling and me falling on my hands.

I looked around to see Dumbledore's Office. 'Good,' I thought as I stood up, 'I'm not in some crazy place like Knockturn Alley.'

I didn't stop myself from getting comfortable in the chair in front of his desk as I waited for Dumbledore. I was deep in thought when the fireplace roared and Dumbledore walked out of it, brushing ashes from is hat, a few spiders in the ashes.