Emily Potter, Year 1

I’m Emily Lily Potter. If you haven’t already guessed by the last name, I’m Harry Potter's sister. We’re both the same age, we’re twins. I look like our mother and he looks like our father, Weird huh? I don’t live with the all terrible Dursley’s and I sure as heck don’t live under the stairs! I have been living with my godfather (Remus Lupin) since I was about 5. My mother (Lily Potter) dropped me off at the home of some Muggles less than a day before she died. But the first 5 years of my life were worse than Harry’s, since I was painfully skinny and usually ended cut by broken glass (I had magical issues with the windows). But Lupin managed to locate me when I was 5 and it was a heck of a lot better after that. Anyway, I’m going to go to Hogwarts soon and that should be real fun, maybe I’ll even make some friends!


17. The Mirror of Erised and Fair Death Threats

I looked about and found Pansy within a few minutes. All of us got back into Hogwarts blah blah blah. I strode over to her and yanked her up by the front of her shirt. I threw her back against the hallway wall with a loud thud. “Okay Parkinson let’s get this straight. I don’t agree with anything you said. Dead people shouldn’t be brought up in petty arguments. I hate you. And I swear on my parent’s grave I will kill and or severely harm you if you insult me in such a way as that again.” I hissed and smiled warmly which made me seem all the more psychotic

“And another thing Draco sucks, you’re a really short bitch and I am truly amazed that your not-“ I was interrupted by Professor Snape “Mrs. Potter I would like for you not to antagonize other students.” He said and I let go of the collar of her shirt and she hit the ground with a thunk and raced off.

My eyes locked with his. They were like dark, emotionless tunnels light didn’t reflect off of them. That’s not normal, even in the wizarding world. “If you continue to abuse students of Hogwarts you may very well get expelled.” He hissed “In my defense Professor she did have it coming.” I said and for a second something was shown in his eyes that I couldn’t place. He gave me a glare “Even if she did you have no reason to get yourself in trouble.” He snarled and gave me a glare I just smiled. I had no idea why and I’m sure he thought I was insane.

“I’ll give you a warning, If you do anything else stupid and threaten any other students, you will get detention. Or expelled.” He said and whisked away… Maybe one day I’ll understand him…. For now he confuses me.

I had an hour until my first class (Herbology). I raced to The Dorms and knocked over a Ravenclaw boy with a few books braced up against his chest. “Sorry but I really gotta get back to the common room!” I said roughly yanking him up and racing past him “Uh thanks?” he replied and I kept on running until I (for the second time) crashed into The Weasley Twins.

We all groaned and picked ourselves up. “Great to see you Em.” Fred muttered rubbing his head “Yeah Fantastic.” George said smiling and rubbing the back of his neck “You really gotta watch where you’re going though.” Fred said and before I knew it we were in the Common Room chatting about what happened over Christmas Break. Of course they almost got me late for Herbology. I went to classes as usual and after dinner I began to guess what? Study! I know first day back and I study…. Harry slunk down the steps and sat down beside me showing me what looked like our dad’s old Invisibility Cloak.

“Where’d ya get that?” I asked “I got it for Christmas, apparently it was our Dad’s. Don’t know who sent it though…” Harry said

According to Lupin, Dumbledore had James’s cloak when he died, so it only made sense that he (being the one to last have it) would give it to Harry. “Probably Dumbledore.” I said and removed my eyes from a DADA book. Now normally I wouldn’t be reading at such late hours (such a lie) but chapter 8 was on werewolves…. It’s one topic I don’t feel comfortable asking Lupin about…. So I tried to find ONE book that didn’t make them sound like a Giant bipedal wolf beast.

“What makes you say that?” Harry asked “Just a hunch.” I answered “Sorry but what are you reading?” He asked and I slammed the book shut with on hand “Just a library book…. You know some light reading.” I said and Harry gave me a look that said “Light reading?” I rolled my eyes “Yes light reading. I read a lot okay.”

“How’d you know I was gonna say something about that?”

“Just a hunch.”

“Are your hunches usually right?”

“Sometimes, and they’re usually heavily based on facts for instance your face said everything. Don’t think I wasn’t looking at you at all while you were talking. I’m not that inconsiderate.” I said with a smile

Yeah heavily based on facts…. Who have I learned that from?

“I wanna show you something.” Harry said and started heading towards the portrait hole. I stayed back “Come on.” He said and I knew I was giving my “this is going against all my better judgment look” but screw it I haven’t broken some rules in a few hours.

I hopped up and placed my book over my Herbology paper. I walked over beside Harry. He threw the Invisibility Cloak over the both of us and we left. We walked about and I really don’t remember how but we ended up in a room.

All that was in the room was a mirror. A rather tall mirror. It had something written on it in some obscure language. I couldn’t read it…. I could read a few languages but I couldn’t read that….. Harry pushed me to a spot I looked at him curiously. “Look.” Was all he said and I looked at the mirror and felt my body jolt in surprise.

There stood my parents… In the mirror of course. I felt my body tense. God what kind of a mirror was that? I saw myself standing in-between both of my Parents and Harry was standing beside me. And standing behind them was Lupin. I took several steps to the side so I was out of range of the mirror. “Did you see them? “ Harry asked happily

I nodded my head and looked at the mirror again. “How-“ I asked “Beats me all I know is it shows what you want the most.” Harry said “Your Heart’s Deepest Desires.” I murmured and he nodded his head “So you saw them too?” I asked and he nodded happily.

“You hadn’t ever seen them before correct?” I asked

“Course not they’re dead.”

“No like in photos and stuff.”

“Oh, and still no.” he answered

“Chances are I have at least one photo of them stashed in one of my books.” I said and he smiled “Do you miss them?” he asked I was actually taken aback by the question. Did I miss them…. “Only when I think about them.” I murmured that’s how everything is; You won’t miss it unless you think about it. So you don’t think about it.

Harry threw the invisibility cloak over the both of us and we slunk back to The Common Room. Sure enough I had a photo hidden in my Potions book. In which makes sense… After all I read that thing too much. I’ve practically memorized it.

I never actually cared to think about my parents that much. It’s not that I didn’t want to see them or anything… Of course I did I am constantly reminded of that here at Hogwarts.

So I did what I always did when I was up late I placed my book under my arm and slunk up the stairs and into my Dorm praying that I would wake no one. Luckily back at home I had grown used to sneaking about the house (and occasionally onto the roof) without waking Lupin.

I set the book on the floor and crept into bed falling asleep fast.

I woke up with a scream and clamped both my hands over my mouth realizing what I had just done. Now every girl in the Dorm was awake. And Cat had leap out of bed, tangled herself in the sheets and fell on her face. Ouch. I felt a bright blush fill my face. I was breathing heavily and in a cold seat. “Sorry guy’s. Just a bad dream…. Just a bad dream. I’ll go sleep in the Common Room.” I murmured getting up and going down to the common room slowly relaxing.

I could hear the groans behind me a few of the girls complained about not being able to get to sleep after that. I was still blushing. I hadn’t actually had that nightmare since I was 8…. I don’t like nightmares.

I sat down right in front of the fire. I was freezing cold. I hate being so cold. I’ve forgotten what that feels like. The fire was low but big enough to keep me warm. Jasmine slunk down the steps and sat down beside me. “Sorry I woke you up honestly I really am.” I apologized and she rolled her eyes

“Please I wasn’t asleep anyway. I was just curious what the dream was about.” She said with a shrug “Eh you know nightmare stuff.” I answered “Like being murdered or watching your entire family slain before your very eyes nightmares?” Jasmine asked and I raised my eyebrows at her “Yeah they were sort of part of it.” I murmured “Figured, it’s what mine are always about.” She said and the light in her eyes left.

“I’m guessing they’re based on real events?” I asked looking at her in an almost curious way “I was 6 when a Death Eater killed my entire family while I hid under the bed…. I was such a coward then. I mean I could have done something but instead I just…. Just….” She broke off and looked away from me with wet eyes.

I placed my arm around her shoulder. She winced at the feeling. I had done that whenever Lupin tried to touch me when I first lived with him. She obviously wasn’t used to being to touched. She wiped her eyes on her sleeve. “Sorry to hear about that…” I muttered and she rested her head up against my shoulder

“That’s I guess why I keep people you know….”

“At an arm’s length? Worried people you care about will get hurt. A common fear.”

“What exactly did you dream about you seemed kinda freaked out.”

“Watching Harry and my God-father die…. Old memories from when I lived with the Thorns. Simple fears and mistakes I’ve had and made over the years… You know-“

“Your worst nightmare, one so bad it recurs.”

“Yeah…. Always scares me out of my wits.”


I let go of her shoulder and she moved away. “Can I see your arm?” I asked and she turned white shaking her head “Come on it won’t hurt Jasmine.” I muttered and she reluctantly moved her arm over to me where I yanked the sleeve up and looked over another bloodied gash.

“You should go to Madam Pomfrey for these. If you get any more people will notice.” I muttered looking at the half dried, dried and still flowing blood. “She’d ask questions. Bring in Dumbledore. Not like I want people to know I have these.” She hissed and I nodded I could agree, I didn’t like anyone seeing my scars… My fingertips brushed the cut flesh and I smiled at my work as the wound became little more than another white scar.

“You’ve so gotta teach me that.” She said moving her arm about and examining the scar. “Seriously this is better than anything I could even try doing.” She said and I blushed “It’s not really something I can teach…. I’ve always been able to do it.”  I muttered

“I should get to bed.” Jasmine muttered pulling herself up and yanking her sleeve down. When she was halfway up she stairs she looked back “Try not to talk in your nightmares. You keep muttering and called out once for a “Moony”.” And with that she went into the dorms. Leaving me blushing furiously.

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