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Lost Prophecy by muggleborn_parselmouth
Chapter 3 : The Truth
 
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It had been five long years since that day.  Hailey, who will turn 18 in a few months, still lives with her adopted mother Emily.  But staying in that small community, well it wasn’t the best thing to do.  Dumbledore arranged for them to move to an area in America that was full of their kind.  He even got Hailey into The Salem Academy of Witches, an all witch school located in Salem, Massachusetts, which is better known as the home of the Salem Witch trials. 

Learning that she was a witch was hard, but actually using spells and incantations were a lot harder than just pointing a wand and yelling Abracadabra.  Now she knew why it was that her mother was so upset when things happened around her.  But she didn't know how to control them like she does now.

It took Hailey awhile to get over being upset with her mom from keeping the truth from her, but she was only doing what she thought was right.  To protect her from this man named "Voldemort".  Back then, Hailey was just a mere child. But she is now all grown up. 

 

She has become the most popular witch in the school.  Everyone wants to be friends with her, or even just near her.  And don't get Emily started on all the guys calling their house.
Emily felt as if she wasn't prepared enough to explain certain things to Hailey, even though Hailey was very bright.

At her school, normally girls start going there when they are 12.  But Hailey had to do two semesters of summer school just to get caught back up.

This was the first summer she had off, and she wanted to make the best of it.  The last day of school and she had passed with high honors.  Had Hailey been aware of her special gift, she would have graduated by now.  But seeing that she was almost done, what was another year.

While walking home, as she always does, she noticed her mother's car in the driveway.  Now normally, this wouldn't be strange, but since her mom doesn't get home until a few hours before she did, it didn't seem right. 

She thought to herself that perhaps her mom just wasn't feeling good and took the day off, or just wanted to see her daughter come home on the last day of the school year.  But when she walked in the house, she knew something wasn't right.


"WHY DIDN'T ANYONE TELL ME?" she screamed! "HE WAS ALIVE, AND NO ONE TOLD ME! AND NOW HE'S DEAD!"
 
Hailey ran into the living room, and to her surprise, a green flame was shooting out of her fireplace, and her mom's head in it.

"WHAT IN THE HELL IS GOING ON MINERVA?" SHE ASKED. "WHERE IS DUMBLEDORE?  I WANT TO SPEAK TO ALBUS!"

Just then, after a few seconds, her mother collapsed, and Hailey could see a face of an older woman appear through the flame.

"Emily?" said the head.  Then she got a glimpse of Hailey.  "My dear, just don't sit there, help your mother up."

And without hesitating, Hailey did as the face asked. Emily passed out, and it took all of Hailey’s strength to get her up on the couch.  When she came too, she barely noticed Hailey.

"Are you alright Emily?" the face in the falme said.  Emily still had a horrid look on her face.







"Yes..." she said to the face. "What do you need for me to do, Headmistress?"

The face in the fireplace looked sadden as well.  She wanted to tell Emily her everything, but knew that she couldn't, just yet.

"I need you and Hailey to come to England." said the face. "Grimmuald Place, you know it right?"

Emily gasped for a second but got back to her composure. "Yes." she said.

The face smiled with acceptance.  "Ok, I will owl you everything you need ok." said the face.
Emily nodded in understanding, and the green flame shot back into the fireplace, where it disappeared.

 

Emily sat back down on the couch looking straight forward, not realizing she sat right back down next to Hailey.  The shock and tears in her eyes could tell a whole story, if Hailey knew it.  She looked at her mom, who was still staring off into space.


"Mom?" said Hailey.  The voice almost made Emily jump. "Dear god child, don't scare me like that."

 

 Hailey looked very confused.

"Mom," she said with a look of concern. "Who was that...that...that thing?"  Emily didn't realize that she saw the floo connection.  It took a bit of persuasion, but she finally got Hailey to understand some other magic traits that she was unaware of.

"So that lady was from your old school?" Hailey asked.  "Hogwarts?"
Emily nodded, and tried to explain something’s, but didn't want to go into detail.

"What did they want?" she asked.


Emily knew it wasn't going to be easy.  Since Albus was very wearing on her telling Hailey the whole truth about her family, she didn't know how she would react to this news.  It took her nearly four months to get over the last time she got upset.

 

“Is this about Harry?” she asked. “Is he…dead?”

 

Emily grabbed her, and hugged her with all her might.

 

“No, he’s not” she said to Hailey. “But Albus Dumbledore is.”

 

Hailey just stood there in complete and utter shock.  Emily waited a few hours to check on Hailey  She walked into her daughter’s room, and saw her lying on the bed asleep.  Emily goes to close the door gently when Hailey spoke?

"Who's dead?" she asked. 

 

Emily looked at her.

 

“I told you hun,” she said “Albus.”

 

“No, who else.  You said He’s Alive and now dead.” She said to her mother. “You asked for Dumbledore after that.  Please be honest with me mom.”

 

 Emily looked up and walked to the side of her daughter’s bed. 

"He was a man I loved very much." she said.  "He was your godfather."


Emily stopped Hailey from speaking really quick.  Emily continued.  "His name was Sirius," she said. " And he was my husband."

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The battle of Hogwarts was over.  Lord Voldemort was vanquished by the unlikeliest of wizards in Harry Potter.  But for Harry, he knew that he had to keep those around him safe.  That is why he went to the forest alone.  That is why he sacrificed himself.  But for that connection to him and Voldemort, he did not die.

In the end, he defeated Voldemort with the Elders wand, and the wizarding world was saved.  But it was not good enough, as many still died. Fred, Tonks, Lupin, even those he did not know.  Those who stood up against the dark lord, and those whose lives are on his conscience.

But there stood the young woman who hours earlier thought that he was dead.  Her scream of disbelief was deafened by the noise of all around.  Lying at the foot of her dead brother Fred, Harry could see the pain in Ginny’s face.  He was exhausted.  He could barely move, but knew he had to somehow get out of Great Hall.  He left under the invisibility cloak, and didn't realize that Hermione and Ron had saw him, and followed him as much as they could.

Harry walked into the Gryffindor common room, and headed to his dorm.  There he took off the cloak, and landed on what was his bed.  He fell into a deep sleep, and finally did not dream.  The next few weeks were very hard on Harry.  He had been to all the funerals of those who died, and it still affected him a lot, because of him, they were dead.

But one thing that happened throughout all of this, the one person who he loved the most, was there by his side.  The hardest thing was telling her everything.  He knew he'd have to tell Kingsley.  After the start of rebuilding Hogwarts, there were weeks where they would make the trip back to Grimmuald Place. 

 

He was finally sleeping well.  Like his first year at Hogwarts.  Though his scar didn’t hurt anymore, he started to hear something in his sleep.  A voice that seemed to buried deep within his mind.  "Harry..." said the voice with a long flowing word. "Harry....." it said again.  This time it was even longer.  Then a different voice called to him.

"Harry..." said a voice next to him.  "Harry?"
Ginny Weasley sat next to him on his bed. Harry looked at her.

"What is it?" she asked.  "The battle?"

Strangely enough, it wasn't.  But he did know who the voice was.


"No..." he mumbled. "I think it was Sirius."

He hadn't dreamed of Sirius in a very long time. "Come..." said Ginny.  "Let's get some sleep."
He looked at her.

 

 "In a hurry?" he asked her. 

She was laying there in his bed.  They had been sneaking in and out of the other's rooms for the last few nights, and so far Mrs. Weasley hadn't noticed.

Ginny smiled at him. "As a matter of fact, I am." she said. "Because I don't know about you, but I do not want my mother catching the two of us in here, laying half naked on the bed." She continues. "Besides, I have to get Ron in here from mine and Hermione's room."

"Well, I guess we have a few minutes to lay here." he said with a smile.

"Lay or snog?" asked Ginny.
Harry smiled and murmured something before he kissed her passionately.

The next thing Harry remembered, Ron was sleeping in his bed, and Ginny was long gone.  After cleaning his self up a bit, and headed downstairs to the kitchen.  From the smell, Harry knew Mrs. Weasley was already up.

As he got in there, to his surprise, Kingsley and McGonagall were at the table. As soon as they noticed him, things got quiet.  Harry knew this quietness, and knew they were doing order business.

He wished they would have learned that they didn't  have to act like he didn't matter to the order.

"Ah...Harry," said Mrs. Weasley. "Care for some breakfast?"

Harry nodded and sat next to Mr. Weasley looking at the Daily Prophet.

"More rubbish about the battle in here Kingsley." he said.  "When is it all going to end?"

 

"I'm doing everything I can" Kingsley said. "It's going to take the ministry some time to clear up all this mess."

Harry had almost forgotten.  Kingsley was named Minister of Magic after the battle.  The wizarding world wanted someone who could make things better.  To stop things like this from ever happening again.

"Congratulations is in order for you Harry," said Kingsley. "For you as well as Ron and Hermione."

"What for?" asked Harry.

"Well, we have decided to give you three the Order of Merlin, First Class for your defeat in Voldemort." he said. "Everyone else at the battle will receive a Third Class award."

Harry was astounded, but simply declined. "I could not accept, without everyone else who was there." Harry said. "Even those who had...."

Just then he looked at Molly and could see that she was almost ready to cry.  He decided to stop and looked at Kingsley.

"Don't worry Mr. Potter," Kingsley interrupted. "Everyone who was there defending Hogwarts from Voldemort and his followers will receive some recognition.  EVERYONE!"

He emphasized the everyone, which Harry understood meant even those who had died for the cause.

A few moments later, Kingsley got up and said his goodbyes, and walked to the door, asking Arthur to come with him.

"I guess it's my time to go as well," said McGonagall. "Harry, would you mind coming with me for a second?

Harry nodded, and looked at Mrs. Weasley, who was still cooking breakfast, and still had tears in her yes.

As they got to the door, she handed him a piece of parchment. "Professor Dumbledore had asked me to give this to you in case something had happened to him." she said. "Since you did not come to Hogwarts last year, this is the only time I had to give it to you."

Harry looked confused. "Alright professor..." he said.  "But..."

She cut him off. "Don't worry Harry.  Things will be explained in this letter." she said. "Now, because you and Ron and Hermione had chosen jobs after Hogwarts that requires you to finish school, you three will be receiving letters from Hogwarts for school next year."

 

She looked at him, smiled and said Good day to him as she stepped out of the doorway, and with a crack dissipated into thin air.

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Harry looked, at the letter, and went to the sitting room, and laid on the couch, as he opened it and began to read.

Dearest Harry,

If you are reading this letter, it means that I am dead, and you have done something that you have done only once before.  Defeat the dark lord Voldemort.

Tom was a very powerful wizard, but you my boy, are brave, courageous, and full of love, something Tom never was.  That is the difference between the two of you. Never forget that.

This letter was given to you because now that the rebuilding can begin, the whole truth needs to be put out in the open.

I have put you in many difficult situations in which I could not help you in the fullest.  I have also kept you in the dark in some of the most important things in your life.  And I must regrettable tell you the last of my secrets.

When you were born, I promised your mother and father, that I would make sure nothing ever happened to you, if something ever happened to them.

This letter was made just after the incident in the ministry of magic.  Fudge had called me into his office when the lot of you left back to Hogwarts.

I had explained to Cornelius Fudge what was going on.  Everything, which including that of Sirius and Peter Pettigrew’s incident.  While you were in the infirmary, I had extracted your memory of the shrieking shack.

Once I had shown that memory to Fudge, he had secretly pardoned Sirius.  Since his death, no one knew of this. And that was the last act Fudge made as Minister.  He resigned the next day.

That got me thinking of the Veil.  I had to see it.  All those souls that had been lost was so overwhelming.  I could not believe that you had your family, and yet you had just lost the only father figure you had.

I felt that it wasn't fair, and I wanted to make things right.  I kept going back there during the summer.  It was an addiction.  I started asking questions.

Many of my friends and acquaintances had different answers about the veil and after further investigation, I thought about it, and I figured a way to possible save Sirius.

As my health decreased, and not just from Tom's ring, my chance to help Sirius decreased even more.  You are his only hope.

Which brings me to my secret of all secrets, and it  could be the hardest thing for you to date.

When your parents went into hiding, and then knew they may not survive.  Sirius knew as well.  As a matter of fact, Sirius confined in me something that he never told your parents.

Sirius was and is still to this day a married man.  His wife was removed from the area for protection against the dark lord.  She was the only one who proclaimed his innocence from day one, until you and Ms. Granger came to me and told me what had happened at the Shrieking Shack.  She is technically your godmother. This means she is family. Her name is Emily Black.

But that's not everything.  You see, when she was at Hogwarts, Emily almost died, and Sirius saved her.  His blood saved her, just like your blood helped Voldemort live.  Not that I am going into great detail, but that is how they fell in love and became married. The veil works as a bond.  A soul needs a drop of blood from its original body, in order to free him.  A simple drop of blood could save your godfather Harry. I have instructed Minerva to make the arrangements to get into the ministry so this could happen.  And I am hoping that once you read this that she, Sirius' wife Emily, will be on her way to England.

But here is the hard part Harry.  Emily wasn't alone when she went into hiding.  In her possession was a little girl who brought up at the age of one to the most recently of 17.  The same age as you Harry. Her job was to care for the girl, until we could make sure that it was safe for her return.  And though no one knew of this little girl, she was in for the same fate as you were. She was very shocked when I showed up on her front porch, and only until then, she did not know who she truly was.  She grew up as Hailey Smith.  Her real name is Hailey Potter.  She is your twin sister.

You sister is alive and well, and if things are going as I want, she will be coming here to England to re-unite with you. I know this is a lot to process Harry, and I know that you will have it in your heart to accept this, and to accept your sister into your life.  She has not known of the horrors that you have encountered.  I do know that the last time I met her; she was getting ready to start at a witch school in the states.

Please take this news as good, and with luck, you can have that family you have yearned for all your life.  I wish I could have been there, and I am very honored to call you my friend.

Best Wishes,

Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore


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Harry stood there in total shock.  He had to read it a few more times to get the facts straight.  As he read it the last time, Ginny comes walking into the sitting room..

He looked at her with tears down his face.  She went to him and sat next to him.

"What is it?" she asked. He looked at her, his eyes red and filled with tears.

"I have a sister." he said looking into her eyes.

 

 
 


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