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Chapter Two

Sibling

‘I have a sister! I have a sister!’ Harry’s head felt like it was swimming. All he could do was repeat this thought over and over again.

He couldn’t even bring himself to be angry at his headmaster’s deception. After all even now with Voldemort defeated it was still dangerous to be Harry. The dark lord’s followers had tried twice already to finish their lord’s unfinished task.

“I… I want to… to see her.” These had been the first words he had been able to force out. His calm tone reveled nothing of his spinning emotions. Harry was actual quite surprised to hear his voice in such a calm state.

“Of course Harry, I thought you might, but Harry you must realize she has not yet had these things explained to her. She may not yet be ready to see you. I leave to go speak to her momentarily.” Dumbledor gave a weak smile to the young man who sat before him. This new arrangement was going to be a challenge for them both. “Harry, when it is time to see her… you must have patients with her. She knows very little about the life you have lived these past years. She was raised somewhere completely different, after all Voldemort is just a name mentioned in the paper where she is. She had no reason to hear the story of Harry Potter, or of this war.”

The Headmaster watched as emotion after emotion past over the young man’s face: shock, confusion, bewilderment, till it finely became blank once more. “Very well professor, I will do my up most to be understanding toward her. I will not see her until she is ready to see me.” Harry gave a small node before leaving the office in almost a trance.

Dumbledor sighed getting up from behind his desk and headed toward the fire. ‘Mind as well get this out of the way.’ Throwing a bit of floo powder into the fire Dumbledor “Gesondheid Center”

“Sir, Dumbledor sir. Master Jaag has been expecting you sir. You follow Snap he take you to master Jaag.” Dumbledor gave a small chuckle. Of course Jaag would be waiting for him. The African Prime Minister was never far away when it came to important visits, not to mention he was a good friend of the Lieto family.

The little elf led him down several halls and into a small office. “Ah everyone is here I am so glade. It will save both time and energy.” Dumbledor glanced around the rather large office. “Jaag, Rag how is she?” The head doctor of Gesondheid Center greeted Dumbledor along with Jaag, before answering the question. “Well physically she is fine, a little banged up, nothing everlasting, but emotionally she is a bit… crushed should I say. She will need time to work through them.”

Dumbledor nodded “Of course anyone in such a situation would. Have you mentioned anything to her?” Dumbledor gave the two men a curious look. “Of course not Dumbledor, we have not mentioned anything of what she is to expect when she leaves here. I believe she is to be placed with a member of the Bemba tribe. Is this your intention?” Rag did his best to sound up beat but in all honesty he had become kind of fond of the young girl who had become best friends with his son.

“No, I believe it is time to tell her the truth. She has lost the only family she can remember the least we can do is give back what family she has left event if she can not remember him. Her brother is eager to meet her and has decided to take complete responsibility for her as her guardian.” Rag traded a look with Jaag, before turning back to Dumbledor. “Do you honestly think this a good idea? After all she has just lost the only family she ever knew she had. Do you really want to tell her just now that that family was a lie, her whole life has been built on lies?”

“I think there will be no better time then now. Perhaps there was one before now but that time is past. We must think of her future as well as her brother’s. She deserves to know that truth.” Jaag nodded his head. “Perhaps he is right Rag. She should learn from us before she gets older to learn from somewhere else. Her marriage papers will have her legal name as well as any other legal trance action.” Rag’s eyebrows meet in the center of his forehead. “If you honestly believe it is for the best then I will not go against you. Just please take into account Shie’s health, and emotional state. Break it to her gently is all I ask.”

Dumbledor smiled putting a hand on Rag’s shoulder. “Of course I shall. I would not think to do it any other way.”

Shie looked toward the door as it opened to admit an elderly man with white hair and beard, wearing purple robes. He had half-moon spectacles on that didn’t diminish the twinkling blue eyes behind them in the least.

“Ah… I’m glad to find you awake.” Shie blinked and stared at the man. “You are?” She couldn’t place this man at all. She was pretty sure if she had ever met such a man just from his looks he would be one hard person to forget. “Yes, I am. My name is Albus Dumbledor; I am the Headmaster at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizarding.” She looked over to the man’s shoulder to the two men who stood just inside the door.

“I know this is a bit odd Shie, but we have something very important to talk with you about. We’re going to need a bit of patience form you. Professor Dumbledor will do his up most to explain this as best as he can.” Medi-wizard Rag seemed a bit unsure about what he was saying.

“Well shall we all sit. I think we will all be a little more comfortable don’t you?” it was a rhetorical question that no one bothered answering. Suddenly four chairs appeared in a circle around the end of Shie’s bed. “Mr. Sade wont you join us?” the young boy who during this whole time had not said a word simply sat in the chair farthest to Shie’s right.

“Miss. Shie… I am having trouble deciding on a delicate way to put this, so I will try to be as gentle as possible while still being blunt.” The man in the purple robes let a little sigh escape him. “My dear I believe it is your thoughts that you’ll be placed with a member of the Bemba tribe. I regret to I inform you that, that will not be the case in this situation.” Professor Dumbledor stopped in order to let this sink in.

“But… who else is there? I have no other family, and I’m still underage.” Rag was the one to sigh this time. “Actually Shie, you do have other family. Someone who is more family then even parents were.” Shie’s eyes shifted back and forth between Rag and Jaar. “That… That’s impossible.”

“On the contrary young lady, many things that seem impossible are far from it. There are things that you do not know. Your life has been well sheltered for your own sake. As you did not know of this person this person did not know of you.” Dumbledor removed his glasses and rubbed soothing motions over his eyes. “You see your brother’s very existence, put not only his life in-danger but yours as well.”

“Brother…? I don’t have a brother.”

Gesondheid Health

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