Not Alone After All

Chapter V

Laura woke up on a Hospital bed. She sat down and looked to her side, only to find Harry Potter, reading a book and eating candies.

"Don't you think it's a little early for candies?" She asked, smiling. Harry looked back at her, happy that she was awake.

"Are you feeling alright?" He asked.

"Im fine," she replied.

There was an awkward silence, before Dumbledore entered the room.

"You two look well," he commented. "I imagine you have loads of questions." Harry and Laurie shared a look. "It is true. Laura, you are the daughter of Lily and James Potter." He said. "Lily was pregnant when Voldemort attacked. Remus Lupin was able to save you. Voldemort killed you, Laura. You were dead for several minutes, but Remus said, and do not get me wrong, but I find it hard to believe, that when Harry touched you, your life came back to you. I couldn't let both of you with your Aunt, so you got separated. Harry with Petunia, and Laura with Remus. No one knew about you. Everyone thought you were dead. But we were able to hide you from the world," Dumbledore explained. "Until yesterday, of course. The whole school now suspects it. There are rumours about a second Potter. And it's up to you whether I confirm them, or deny them."

Laura looked at Harry and then smiled. "I am proud to be a Potter. Daughter of the bravest wizards of the century. And sister of an amazing friend. You can confirm the rumours, professor."

Dumbledore and Harry smiled at the girl's decision. Then Dumbledore seamed troubled once more. "A Potter in Slytherin. That's new. I guess people will have to get used to it."

"Um, sir," started Laurie. "About all that... being Harry's sister and all... I wanted to ask... would you do me the favour to explain it all to my adoptive parents? I don't think that if I were the one to explain it, they would believe me." The old man smiled, than nodded.

"Mr. And Mrs. Angelo are already aware of the situation," explained Dumbledore.

Dumbledore walked away of the room, leaving the brother and sister alone. "Did you mean what you said?" Asked Harry. "Are you... proud, to be my sister?"

She turned to him and smiled. "Of course I am. Not because you are the boy who lived, the one to stop Voldemort. But because you are Harry Potter, the son of Lily and James." Harry was bright red.

"Thank you. And I'm proud of being your brother too," he said.

"Even if I'm a Slytherin?" Laurie asked.

"I completely don't care in what house you are. For what I know, the hat wanted to put me in Slytherin," he explained.

That was the night. Their last night of the year in Hogwarts. Harry, Ron and Ginny were sitting on the Gryffindor table, in a way that they were turned towards the Slytherin table, where Laura was sitting. Laura smiled to Harry, but then the doors of the Great hall opened.

Hermione Granger and Rory Angelo came out of the doors. Harry, Ron and Laurie ran towards them. Harry hugged Hermione, while Laurie hugged her brother.

"Woah woah, there," Rory said, with a giggle. "Didn't you say you hated me? Repeatedly?"

"I don't care. I'm just glad you are okay." She said, still hugging him. The boy was maybe 5"8', and Laurie; 4"9'. She was really small compared to her brother.

They sat down back on their places, Hermione with Harry and Ron, and Rory with his sister.

Dumbledore made sign for all to be silent, and the room fell.