Lillian Potter | Harry Potter's Twin Sister

Chapter 26

A few days had passed since we met Dumbledore at the mirror. Ever since then, Harry and I hadn't returned there. We decided that Harry would keep the cloak folded at the bottom of his trunk, and that was that.

It was now night time. I was laying in my bed at the moment, staring into the darkness.

"Night," Ava said, before she laid down on her bed.

"Night," I merely responded.

Olivia was already asleep, as was Hermione. I hadn't been getting much sleep lately, because I'd been thinking about too much. The stone, and the mirror, and just everything.

I spent some more time thinking, before eventually falling asleep without even realizing it.

"NO! Not Harry and Lily! Please, not them!"

A woman who looked remarkably like me stood in front of Harry and I's crib, tears rolling down her cheeks.

"Move, you foolish woman! Let me have the children and you will survive!"

A man with a scarring pale white face pointed his wand at my mum's heart, looking venomous.

"NO!" mum shouted, trying to protect us.

"I have warned you!" the man bellowed.

Then my mum disappeared, and all I could see was a large flash of green light, and I heard a cackle.

"NO!" I screamed, sitting up.

I started breathing heavily and tears sprang into my eyes. My eyes darted around the room in a panic, my chest rising and falling rapidly.

Olivia quickly jumped up, looking around. I continued to gasp for breath, and I started sobbing.

"Lily?"

She ran over to my bed, sitting on the edge of it.

"Olivia..." I whimpered. "He killed her!"

"Calm down, Lily. Who killed who?" Olivia tried to keep her voice calm, but it was clear that she was panicked.

Ava started to stir in her sleep.

I let out a cry as an answer, because I felt too worked up to talk.

"You have to tell me, I won't know what's wrong!" Olivia said softly.

"It w-was just a nightmare. I'm f-fine," I lied, taking a few deep breaths.

"No you're not!" Olivia insisted.

Ava got off her bed and sat beside me.

"Agreed," Hermione said, and joined us.

I guess I had woken them all up.

"Voldemort, he, he killed my Mum! I-I mean, I already knew that, of course, but I-I saw it," I whispered. "I saw it..."

A moment of silence passed.

"This is what happened in your dream?" Hermione questioned.

I nodded slowly. Ava hugged me tightly, Hermione still sat there, shocked, and Olivia looked at me, worry in her eyes.

"I want to see Harry," I croaked.

"Of course," Hermione said, moving back so I could stand up.

"And I can't breathe, Ava," I added.

"Sorry!" Ava quickly let go of me.

"It's fine. I'll be back," I said, and slipped out from under my covers, heading towards the door.