What if Harry Potter isn't the only survivor. What if he have a twin, but never get the chance to meet her? Yes... Her, his twin is a girl. A beautiful and intelligent girl... Y/N Potter. But they have be separated since birth. A reason unknown to t...
My eyes widened in horror. "I told you dear... You and I are one..." He said. I shake my head, not wanting to accept the truth.
No way... This can't be true... Is half of Voldemort really live inside of me?
-It's Just Get Even Worse-
Y/N P.O.V
I woke up to find myself in the hospital wing... Again. I've been getting in and out the hospital quite a lot lately.
The hospital is empty. I'm guessing its around dining time. I sit up and lean my back against the headboard. My mind started to wonder around, eventually stop on what happen a few days ago. How I got into a different dimension and met Voldemort. Part of me didn't want to believe that it's real... But other part of me believe it's real... And he really is inside of me.
He told me if I want to know if what happens a few days ago is a dream or a true event. I need to burn my arm to see if there's a mark appear on it.
After remembering this. I take my wand which is laying on the bedside table. I point it to my arm. "Incendio..." I said. A fire appear and I place my hand on it. Wincing in pain. Then I look at my arm and my eyes widened at what I saw. A dark mark is present.
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But it's only there for a few second, then it disappears... as if it were never there. I start shaking in fear as I stare at my arm.
'So it's true... He is inside me. He uses me as a vessel. But how did this happen? When did it start? Why me? Why did he chose me and not other people? Is there something he want to possess from me?' A lot of questions jumbles up in my head, that I didn't notice someone has entered the room.
"Are you alright?" I jump at the voice. I turn my head to see my Brother. He takes a seat next to me on the edge of the bed. "Harry..." I say. "Yeah?" He questions. "N-nothing..." I said, looking away. "No... What is it?" He asks again. "It was nothing..." I said, this time in a much firmer voice. He sigh, but he nod his head and didn't ask me any further. "Fine... If you say so... But what's wrong with you? You've been going in and out of hospital quite a lot now" he said, worry is laced in his voice. "I don't know Harry..." I said, looking down. He sighs and hugs me. "It's going to be okay... I'll find a way to fix it..." He said. But it can't be fixed... Not as long as HE lived inside of me. I really want to tell him that. But I know that I can't... I don't want him to know. What if he hate me because of it.
He pulls away and caress my head. "If there's something bothering you... You can come to me, 'Kay? I'm your Brother... There's nothing you need to worry about... I'd support you... Always..." He said, smiling at me. "Okay..." I said, smiling weakly at him.
