Hagrid, Harry, and Emilia were all sitting in a restaurant eating their food.
"Hagrid?"
"Yeah?"
"Who's you-know-who? He killed our parents didn't he? The night we got these," Harry touched his scar.
After he finished explaining you-know-who aka Voldemort, Harry asked another question.
"And who was the powerful witch who used to have Emilia's wand? What did she do?"
Hagrid hesitated.
"She was a great girl, you two. Absolutely great. Kind, generous, thoughtful, understandin'," he laughed. "She could even give someone a good beat down if she needed ter though," Then his expression saddened.
"What was her name?" Harry carefully asked. He hesitated. He looked at the twins with pure sadness in his beetle black eyes.
"Amara,"
Emilia put her tiny hand on top of Hagrid's. He smiled at her and sniffed back a tear.
"She wer my best friend,"
"What happened to her?" Harry asked hesitantly.
"No one knows. Tat's what buggin me. Nearly fifty years, I still don know. All I know is a boy in our class fancied 'er. One day he lead 'er off grounds, never saw 'er again," Emilia handed Hagrid a napkin and he gratefully took it and wiped his eyes. "But she was powerful, Em. Destined te be great. I see a lot of 'er in you," Emilia smiled.
"Who was the boy, Hagrid?" Harry was carefully picking questions, but he had to know. Curiosity got the better of him. And he could tell it was eating Emilia too.
"He wer awful. I tried ter warned Amara. Told 'er ter keep clear of 'em. But she insisted she try and help 'em. Said she saw the good in 'em," There was a pause.
"His name was Tom. Tom Riddle."
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The Potter Twins and the Philosopher's Stone
Fanfiction"No matter where we go, at least we'll be together." "Right. Together." "Always?" "Until the very end." ******* Harry Potter. The boy who lived. Defeated he-who-must-not-be-named. What if there was one more? Emilia Potter. The GIRL who lived. Defea...
