The Girl Who Fought ~ A Charlie Weasley Love Story

Chapter 4: The Wizarding world

Amelia's POV

Diagon Alley

After getting over the shock of what he said, I looked around. This world was very different from Camp Half-Blood where I had been my entire life. I look around at the stores Flourish and Blotts a wand shop and Gringotts bank where I would find money. I was looking around for so long that I did not realize that Mr. Dumbles had already walked away into the bank. I ran as fast as I could after him, avoiding all the kids ranging from 10 to at least 17. Even some younger ones but those kids barely had anything so my guess is they couldn't go to school yet.

There were people everywhere and it was very cramped when you wanted to walk around. I had made it to the bank where there were goblins everywhere. It looked like Mr dumbles expected me to be scared of them but I have fought worse than them at camp half-blood, which I don't think he realizes. What does startle me is there is a giant at the front of the room with a kid who looks like 10. He had round glasses and his clothes looked like regular mortal ones nothing of these wizards and witches so I went over to him and the giant.

The giant turned to look at me and started asking questions." Oh, you must be Amelia Potter. I am very honored to see you see your mom is famous too." He seemed to have a lot of energy and I couldn't tell if that was a good thing or not." I'm shocked she just left you on the side of the road and told no one about you. Not even James, oh well I understand that you're not his you're a child of a god. Which one again? Oh right, it's Ares, makes sense to the fiery spirit. How did you end up in America? Oh, and this is your half-brother, Harry Potter he is." I cut him off before he could continue scared he would never shut the hell up.

"  Let me guess very famous in the Wizarding world yes I have been told that. I'm just mad that no one had told me that I had family left other than gods and other Demi-gods who hate me very much. Also, why hasn't Harry been told of me?" I saw their confused faces and explained." Yes I know he has not because of the shocked and slightly angered face he has right now." I finished, and all of the wizards and goblins around me looked slightly shocked about my not caring about who he is."What as far as I can tell he is just a normal 11 year old." I say

" But miss he is the only one known to survive the killing curse he-" the giant was cut off by Mr. Dumbles. He seems to do that a lot.

" Hagrid give them both a break they are just kids after all and both learned of each other and being a wizard just very recently. they need some time to comprehend that news." They continue to speak so I look to Harry my brother, I guess.

" So, I think we need proper introductions because what they are saying makes little to no sense honestly." I pause to look at his face he just nods at me so I continue." Hi, I'm Amelia I have lived in Manhattan my whole life and grew up around gods and Demi-gods. Who are real for you to know well my other half-siblings hate me so can we try to have a better relationship than that." I finish slightly out of breath with a hopeful smile on my face.

" Of course, I think we will get along well, plus my aunt, uncle, and cousin hate me so you are my only family member who truly seems to care. I think we will get along well." he pauses and smiles then remembers something and adds it quickly" Oh and I'm Harry, Harry Potter. I also guess my Aunt and Uncle are yours too because well you are after all from my mom's side of the  family so you have more family that probably will hate you too." He smiles at me and I have to bite back a laugh.

" Oh well, I'm used to family either hating you or ignoring you. My dad somewhat likes me and my siblings, there are like 12 of them so that sucked. And now the Uncle and Aunt probably will hate me so oh well I have you. Even if we barely know each other I promise to try to take care of you little bro, something no siblings did for me" I smile at Harry slightly sad remembering what had always happened at Camp Half Blood.