Potter's Sister.

Try.

Hurt.

"Hey, I'll catch up with you two in a bit, okay? I want to see if I can-"

"Find your brother?" Fred interrupted me.

"Yea."

"If you see Ickle-"

"Ronniekins-"

"Punch him." The twins concluded each others sentences. It got annoying at points.

I rolled my currently violet eyes. George ruffled my blue hair, messing it all up.

"Hey!" I exclaimed.

To refrain the twins from doing that again, I used my awesome metamorphagus powers and made my hair in a wild spiked up in a nice cute little pixie cut. I made my hair colour violet.

"Don't. Do. That. Again."

"Aright, pixie." Fred smirked. I glared at him before stalking out of the compartment, and looking for my brother.

I ran across a compartment with Ron and the boy on the platform- Harry......

I slid open the door.

"Ron!"

"Ahh- oh, it's you, Lexi. Stop morphing like that!" He pouted.

I smirked.

I decided to make my eyes then green, like they were when I was young, and my hair red, but in a razor like cut.

"Ickle Ronniekins. Gonna introduce me?" I asked, pointing at my brother.

"No, you already know who he is."

"Or do I?" I mysteriously asked, creating suspicion.

"Anyway, my names Alexandria Lillian Potter. Call me Alexandria, I hex you into next year. So, call me Lexi. I'm a third year."

"Potter? I'm Harry Potter."

I smirked and nodded. "I knew that. Your my younger brother, you know."

"That's such a sick joke, Lexi." Ron scowled.

Ron probably forgot.

"Ron's right. I have no sister." Harry told me, glaring at me.

I nodded, a tear threatening to fall down my cheek.

I raced out of the compartment, and ran to the bathroom.

I opened the door to the smallest bathroom stoll, and my fingers locked it as I sa on the toilet. I brought my knees up to my chest, and just let tears flow. I made no sound; I cried silently. I felt my eyes go all puffy.

My hair turned a dark, dark blue, for sadness. So did my eyes.

I sung to myself.

"Oh oh

Ever wonder about what he's doing?

How it all turned to lies?

Sometimes I think that it's better to never ask why

Where there is desire

There is gonna be a flame

Where there is a flame

Someone's bound to get burned

But just because it burns

Doesn't mean you're gonna die

You've gotta get up and try, and try, and try

Gotta get up and try, and try, and try

You gotta get up and try, and try, and try