Chapter 2: Chapter 2
After realizing that I somehow had become the twin sister of Harry Potter, I had also found out the name that they had given me, Raven Lily Potter. Same as Harry, I had received one of our parents names as my middle name. While Harry had James, I had Lily. Not a bad name if I must say. If anything, I actually quite adored the name that they had given me.
Every day was spent with both of my new parents playing with us and otherwise doing stuff around the house. Sirius Black and Remus often came by to play with us and spend some time with our parents. Sirius had been made my godfather while Remus was Harrys. This also made me want to spend more time with Sirius, though I did make sure that they didnt realize that I understood everything that they said in my presence.
But not everything goes according to our wishes, because, like in the canon Harry Potter, Moldywarts -- I mean Voldemort came knocking, hoping to kill both Harry and me. This time however, both James and Lily, as well as Sirius and Remus was in the house. This caused a chain reaction that made it so that both James and Lily survived. Voldemort however, still managed to fire off a single killing curse, hitting me, but transferring over to Harry, making his scar while I was surprisingly unharmed other than a burn on my chest that I very clearly could feel.
Voldemort still disappeared, but because Harry had the scar on his face, they instantly began thinking that he was the-boy-who-lived like normal, not me who took the brunt of the attack, but my twin brother who barely got a scratch. They started to dote on him more and more after that night while sometimes seemingly forgetting all about me. Had it not been for Sirius sometimes reminding them, I had almost no doubt in my mind that I would just slowly die out in my crib.
The blatant favoritism seemed to continue for years after that night. Both in the home and outside. News spread fast, I have no doubt that Dumbledore was the one spreading the word of the dark lords fall. Everywhere we went, Harry was treated like a prince while I slowly faded into the background. I often wondered if I somehow would end up in the same position that I was in, in my previous life. It didnt help much that Harry started to act more and more spoiled. While I adored the original, this one was somehow defective, can I trade him for a newer model I wonder?
It was when we held our fifth birthday party that I realised just how bad my situation would end up becoming. Waking up in the morning to find out that they had already eaten the customary Potter birthday breakfast, to when I saw the banners with only Harrys name on them, and finally when the gifts were handed out when I didnt receive gifts at all. Well until Sirius came in via the floo network that was connected to our fireplace.
Sirius could clearly feel a disturbance in the force, not that it was hard for any that really cared, but when he saw the decorations and a Harry surrounded by gifts while I sat in a chair away from the others, did he realise what was happening. Not that I really cared all that much. Considering that I was already an adult in mind and had lived a more or less similar life already, the neglect didnt really hit me as hard.
Sirius walked over to me and crouched down in front of me.
"Hey there princess. Happy birthday." He said to me.
"Uncle Paddy." I exclaimed while using the affectionate nickname derived from his time as a marauder. I threw myself at him and clung around his neck while he hugged me back.
"Hows the birthday been so far?" He questioned with suspicion in his voice, though he did try to hide it since I was a child. I released his neck when I answered.
"Its been quiet. Im hungry though, since I missed breakfast." His eyebrows rose. He knew perfectly well about the traditions of house Potter since he had been friends with James for many years and even fought in a war alongside eachother.
"Is that so? Well then, why dont we go find something to eat before I give you your gift?" He asked me. I just shook my head.
"I dont think Im welcome right now. I think they might be mad with me or something." I said while playing along at being a five year old child. He seemed to deflate a bit at my answer.
"No princess, you didnt do anything bad. I just think your parents might be a bit ill since they forget stuff easily nowadays." He tried to reassure me. I knew the truth, and so did he.
I wasnt a Potter in their eyes anymore since I wasnt the one who vanquished the dark lord in their eyes. While I didnt do it purposefully, I still did do it, and most likely became his last horcrux instead of Harry this time around, but I wasnt sure since he did get the scar that was said to be associated with his status as a living horcrux.
"I`m okay uncle, just enjoy my brothers party okay?" I said with a smile and ran off. While I did have the mind of an adult, it was still a traumatized adult who lived through neglect as well. It still hurt even with my mind being as mature as it was.
I could hear Sirius trying to call for me, but I had already reached the upstairs area and out of sight.
- Sirius POV.
As I watched the back of my now probably crying god-daughter, I felt the urge to cast one of the unforgiveable curses at my long time friend. While he knew the Potter family put a huge emphasis on extermination of all black magic, the feeling of being left out was still a bitter feeling. I knew, oh I knew the feeling. I myself came from a dark family, the Black`s. When I arrived at Hogwarts and got sorted into the house of the brave, Gryffindor, I was all but cast from the family in favor of the more dark oriented members of our house.
My sister, Narcissa Malfoy (formerly Black) mostly followed those same guidelines and even married the pompus prick, Lucius Malfoy, the then heir of house Malfoy, now lord of said house. This was mostly because of political stuff that I barely even undertand, even if I`m the current lord of house Black.
But back to my earlier thoughts. I couldnt understand why, or even how the Potters would leave out one of their own. They were a light family that prided themselves upon never leaving family behind, but here the current lord and his wife is doing the exact opposite of what his family stood for. I just shook my head at my best friends actions and walked over.
"Heya there." I called out. They all looked over at me.
"Uncle padfoot! When did you get here?" Asked the very excited Harry. Lily and James seemed to want an answer as well.
"I got here about fifteen minutes ago with the floo." I answered nonchelantly.
"Fifteen minutes ago? What have you been doing for so long then?" Asked a shocked James. I turned to him and spoke.
"Well prongs, I was spending time with my god-daughter."
"God-daughter? But Harry`s a boy and he has been here the entire time." I looked at her like she was a moron, which she actually was in this situation.
"What?" She asked, looking confused.
"Your daughter.... Harrys twin sister.... Don`t tell me you actually forgot about your own daughter....." I asked, now with a bit of anger and disappointment in my voice. The actually seemed shocked at my words, or was it my tone? I dont really care since that reaction told me all that I needed to know.
"Wow, you actually did..... Is this what house Potter is about now? Forgetting one of their children to celebrate the twin?" My question seemed to spark a bit of anger in James.
"Padfoot, you dont come into my home and tell me how to run it. We might be friends, hell even best friends, but there is a line for something like this." He said sternly and my eyes grew cold at him, making him slightly flinch.
"I love Harry, I mean it, I do, but while you are here celebrating the twins birthday as if you only had one child, the other one is sitting alone in her room, most likely crying her eyes out at her parents actions. Bloody hell James, they are five, and it almost seems like you dont even care about her at all." They flinched at my words, but what really set me off were the words that Harry spoke next.
"Wait, I have a sister?" That comment alone made me see red at the older Potter pair.
"Really!? Harry doesnt even know he has a twin that lives right next to him, has been for the past five years sincetheir birth!?"
"Sirius Black! Thats enough! This isnt any of your business. I suggest you leave this instant." I looked at him dumbfounded.
"You want me to leave? Fine, but if I hear even once that anything happens Im coming back, weather I would be imprisoned because of it." I turned on my heel, but before I left I turned back and handed a parcel to Harry. "Happy birthday Harry. Since your dad most likely gave you a little broom to fly on, I gave you a manual for quidditch. See ya around kiddo." And with that I used the floo network to once again leave the Potter household.
- Rave POV.
After I ran into my room, I sat down on the floor where I could clearly hear the discussion that started in the house between James and Sirius. While I sat there in tears I started to unpack my gift from my favorite person right now. It turned out to be a broom for beginners, a Nimbus 1700, the same kind that James had given Harry earlier.
I soon heard the conflict between Sirius and James and nearly started crying of the thought of Sirius not returning to see me or even just to check in. It nearly broke me. I had had so many people in my life that seemingly abandoned me out of nowhere, so when Sirius left I made sure to hide my new broom in case James turned out to come after her to blow off the steam. He thankfully never came, but I had made my choice, truthfully, I made the choice the moment Moldywarts attacked.
I would copy all of the Potters knowledge, and I would leave.....
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