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Being the twin sister of the famous Harry Potter would make your life an adventurous journey. At least that's what you would think, wouldn't you? Being Ember Potter was everything; everything but adventurous.
Growing up with Harry in Lit...
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"NO LUCK WITH your wands lately, huh?", Ember snorted at Malfoy, who was leaning against the wall, his face covered in ashes and dust. She turned his wand between her fingers. "You better leave now."
She threw a glimpse over her shoulder, where Harry, Ron and Hermione were discussing what to do next.
"Crabbe ..." Malfoy whispered in a cracking voice.
"Is dead. Does him well, the little shit", hissed Ember, her eyes flickering back on Malfoy. "Take that fatso here and hide your arses." She nodded at the still unconscious Goyle. "And thank Harry for the rest of your bloody life, which will turn out unpleasantly short if our paths will cross once more tonight."
He just stared up at her, hands shaking, his eyes wet. "Ember, there's another one", he suddenly spoke, the words tumbling hastily from his lips. "Snape — he's got it — I saw him trying ... He can't touch it ..."
"What are you talking about?"
"It hadn't been in the ministry, someone took it long ago", the boy babbled on. "Snape found it, he's hiding it, I saw him."
"What? He's hiding what?"
But still under shock, Malfoy was just stuttering more and more, and to Ember it didn't make much sense. She kneeled down, so their faces were on the same level.
"Okay, c'mon, calm down", she whispered at him. "And then tell me what you know."
Malfoy swallowed heavily. "Your power isn't lost. It is weakened by Wormtail's death, but it's still in you." She opened her mouth for an answer, but Malfoy shook his head. "Snape was the one who brought Wormtail's corpse away. I sneaked after him. He found —"
But he broke off as yells and shouts and the unmistakable noises of dueling filled the corridor. Ember looked around and her heart seemed to fail: Death Eaters had penetrated Hogwarts. Fred and Percy had just backed into view, both of them dueling masked and hooded men.
Ember jumped to her feet.
"Ember", Malfoy called, but she couldn't tear her eyes away from the fighters. Her feet started moving on autopilot, the wand in her hand rising, Harry, Ron and Hermione right behind her. "Ember, you need to find Snape! You need to find him!"
But his words faded into the battle noises, and as she reached Fred, she didn't lose another thought about Malfoy or Snape.
"There you are!", Fred greeted her with a wild grin on his face. "Sorry it took me so long, I was on my way to you when those suckers appeared."
"Oh, nevermind, I've recently been a bit busy", Ember snickered and ducked away from a red jet of light.
Fred looked at her and his grin dropped as he spotted her bloody nose, that was obviously broken. "What the hell has happened to y—"
