Chapter 1 : The Known and Unknown
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It was 6:30 P.M. when my mother, Lily, called to me from downstairs, “Hellen, it’s time for dinner. Please wash up then come downstairs.”
“Okay! I’ll be down in a few minutes.” I called back.
I shut off my CD player, grabbed a pair of flip-flops, and went to wash up before going downstairs to the dinning room.
When I entered the dinning room my father, my mother, and Professor Dumbledore were sitting around the dinning table waiting. Then with a confused look on my face, I asked, “Professor, why are you here?”
“I am here tonight because we need to have an important talk.” Professor Dumbledore answered.
“A talk? A talk about what? Am I in trouble?”
“No, no, no you didn’t do anything wrong, my dear.” My mother answered.
I looked at her; I didn’t believe her for a second and she knew I didn’t. After that we ate our dinner with some small talk between ourselves but nothing much important. We went into the parlor for dessert and coffee. Dumbledore was just about to start to talk when the doorbell rang.
“I’ll get it!” My father said.
He got up, left the room, and then came back.
“Hellen, the doors for you, be quick.” My father told me.
I got up from the sofa and made my way to the front door. When I opened the door, a tall, platinum blonde haired young man was standing in front of me.
“Draco! What are you here for?” I asked.
“Er… I thought we’re going to go on a date tonight, Hellen. If you can’t then maybe this weekend… we could go out?” Draco said.
“Oh well… that sounds fine. Saturday at 7:00.” I responded giving Draco a kiss on the lips and then pulling away.
Draco however pulled me in and gave me a passionate kiss on the lips. We pulled away and gave each other a grin. Then Draco turned and apparated. I closed the door, walked back into the parlor, and sat down on the sofa.
“What did he want?” My father questioned coolly.
“Draco and I were going to go out tonight but then this event came up so we canceled tonight and we’re going out this weekend.” I answered coolly but still had a trace of a smile on my lips.
“What was it that you’re going to tell me?” I asked.
“Er… Hellen… to put it simply you have a sister, a twin sister.” My father responded.
I sat there, on the sofa dumbfounded. I couldn’t believe my ears. Did they just say that I have a twin sister?
“You’re joking, right?” I asked.
“No we’re not joking; you do have a twin sister.” Dumbledore said.
“No, no, NO, NO!! That can’t be true, you’re wrong!” I said shaking.
They were talking to me but I couldn’t here them. I didn’t want to listen to them. I wanted all of it to be a bad nightmare but it wasn’t. My only thoughts were I need to get away, away from the people who have lied to me for my whole life. At that point I was pacing in front of the sofa. Then I bellowed at my parents and Dumbledore, “You lied to me for my whole life! How could you?”
Seeing the black streak in my hair turn to fire red, my mother said, “Hellen dear, please calm down. We thought it would be best for hers and yours safety for the both of you not to meet until after your 17th birthdays. We will be going to the Weasley’s this weekend and you’ll meet your sister then.”
I left the room, not able to be around them anymore. I needed to get away from them, away from the people who have lied to me for my whole life. But yet again, the door bell rang.
“I got it.” I said loudly thinking it might have been Draco at the door. But when I answered the door, I came face to face with the dark, greasy haired Severus Snape. He stood there in a long travel cloak and said, “Good evening, Hellen. I wonder if I could speak with your mother, father, and Professor Dumbledore, if he’s still here.”
“Come in, Severus.” I said disappointedly and then pointed to the parlor where my mother, father, and Dumbledore were sitting.
“Everything is set up for Saturday. The meeting between Hellen and-“
“You know about my bloody sister?” I half-asked, half-yelled at Severus.
“Yes, I do know about her.” Severus answered calmly, “I was told not to tell you no matter what.”
“Hellen, this Saturday we’re going to go to the Weasley’s, so you and Katherine can meet each other.” My father said.
Oh God, her name is Katherine. How plain of a name she has. She most likely calls herself, Katie, I thought to myself. I left the room, mumbling something to everyone in the room about going to the café down the street and getting a coffee.
The Café Down the Street
How could they lie to me like this for most of my living life? Why can’t I’ve known about all of this before? This changes everything for me, my whole life. What will Draco think when he finds out about Katherine? What if he falls in love with her instead of me? I need Draco now where is he when I need him? They named her Katherine I hate that name only bitches have that name. I thought sitting at a small table in the corner with a latte. I wasn’t sure how I should feel about everything that I’d learned. As a thunderstorm started, tears had started to roll down my cheeks. Everything had changed tonight, all of my life. Sipping my latte, someone had come over and asked,
“May I join you, Hellen?”
“Severus? Yes, you may join me.” I said back to the man standing next to me.
Severus pulled a chair from one of the other tables and sat down next to me.
“Hellen?,” He asked as more tears now flowed freely down my cheeks, “Why don’t you talk to me? Tell me what’s the matter, I can help you!”
“Please, Severus, just stop. I don’t need this from you when I’ll just get it from my parents when I get home.”
Severus pulled his chair closer to mine and wiped the tears for my face with a tissue. For the next hour and a half, Severus and I sat in the café talking about everything that had happened that night so far. It felt good to be able to release all my feelings to Severus and I didn’t have to worry about him telling anyone what we’d talked about.
“Hellen, it’s late. I think we should get going back to your house.” Severus said gently to me.
“I guess we could.” I said back to Severus.
We got up from our seats, walked over to the counter with our cups, and left the café. While we were walking back to my home, Severus held my hand in his. I stopped walking and looked at Severus. He looked back at me. Then he leaned in and kissed me. Being caught off guard, I kissed Severus back. One his hand on the back of my neck and his other arm wrapped around my waist. One of my hands fell on the back of his neck; the other was on his chest. Realizing what we were doing, we both stopped and backed a few feet away from each other.
Looking at Severus surprisingly I said, “What was that for!?”
Severus noticed that I was shaking slightly most-likely in fear and said, “I’m sorry, Hellen. I don’t know what can over me. I’m sorry.”
I looked at him for a few moments and then kept walking home. For the rest of the way home we walked in silence.
When Severus and I got home, my mother, my father, and Dumbledore were talking with Draco when we came in.
“Draco? What in bloody hell are you doing here? I thought-‘” I said horrorstruck.
“You thought wrong and besides they asked me to come here. They thought it would be a good idea.” Draco answered.
Draco was the last person I wanted to see after what had just happened between Severus and I. I felt guilty now for allowing Severus to kiss me. I wouldn’t look Draco in the eyes because, I thought he would know. I knew he would know. I opened my mouth to say something but didn’t have anything to say.
“I know everything, Hellen. They just told me while you were out. I know about tomorrow and the meeting with Katherine.” Draco said.
“I-I want you to come with us to the Weasley’s, Draco.”
“Yes, I’ll come, Hellen. I’ll come.” Draco said.
“Well, I think that everyone should go and get some sleep now. Draco are you going to spend the night? If you are then you can have the guestroom.” My mother asked.
“Er… Yes, Mrs. Potter, I’ll spend the night.” Draco said with a polite smile.
Within the next hour, my parents went to bed in their room, Draco went to the guestroom, and I went to my room for the few hours of the night we still had to sleep.