A/N: I own Harry Potter! ^_^ No you don't. Whoa, who are you? And yes I do! I'm your conscious and you do NOT own Harry Potter in any way shape or form. Do too! Do not. Do. Don't! DO! DO NOT! FINE! I don't own Harry Potter. Happy now? Quite.

Cecilia Potter looked around the headmaster's office, empty except for Harry Potter and herself. They had just emerged from the pensive after viewing Snape's memories. Harry sat up slowly, looking around. They looked at each other, now knowing what they had to do to save all the remaining innocent lives they could.

"So, this is it, isn't it?" Cecilia said, her eyes watering. Harry nodded not bothering to speaking. They both stood up at the same time, smiling slightly at their twin-ly-ness.

"Cici, I—" Harry stopped talking, not knowing what to say to his twin sister.

She walked over to him and put her hands on her shoulders. "Harry, you don't have to say anything. Its not your fault Voldemort went after you, that you're a twin."

"Yeah, I see what you're saying, but I feel like I dragged you into this. If you had been an only child our parents would still be alive, you wouldn't be sacrificing yourself now, and I… I wish that somehow I could make it different for you." Harry's eyes were glazing over with tears. "I never wanted it to end like this for you, that's why I had you stay at Hogwarts when Hermione, Ron and I went off searching for horcruxes. I wouldn't have been able to live with myself if I knew you were somewhere that you could have been in danger."

"You know, in retrospect, making me stay at Hogwarts, which, by the way, I still resent you for, wasn't exactly keeping me safe. It wasn't safe here, you should've realized that."

"I know, but you played your part well here, I couldn't have asked for anything more."

They walked to the door together, side by side. They weren't exactly that same, as most people believed twins were. Cecilia's hair was a dark red, much like her mothers and Harry's was black, but they shared the same green eyes of their mother. They were somewhat similar in height but Cecilia was slightly shorter, and where Harry's features were more masculine hers were softer, more feminine. Her shoulders weren't nearly as broad as Harry's and her face, sharing much of the same structure as Harry's, was devoid of a scar across her forehead. Their glasses were not the same either; Harry's were round where as Cecilia's were more rectangular.

They descended the staircase together. Harry pulled out his invisibility cloak and threw it over the two of them. They passed through the halls without seeing anybody, but when they reached the front doors they almost ran into Neville and Oliver Wood. Harry's arm shot out to stop her from running into them and if he hadn't stabled her she would have fell, giving away their positions.

With a jolt, Cecilia realized that they were carrying the body of Collin Creevey, obviously dead. Oliver said something and Neville let go of the body and headed back outside to look for more bodies, but she didn't hear what was said. Her mind was spinning with all the people that had died fighting for Harry, Ron, Hermione and herself. Tonks, Fred, Snape, and… her breath hitched…and Remus and so many countless others.

Harry took her hand and pulled her along; she hadn't even realized that she had stopped moving. Harry, seeming to have a brilliant idea, pulled the cloak off himself.

"Neville." Cecilia, having realized what Harry was doing as soon as he pulled the cloak off, also let the cloak pool around her feet, reveling herself to Neville too.

"Blimey, Harry, Cecilia, you nearly gave me a heart failure!" His eyes suddenly narrowed. "Where are you two going alone?"

"Don't worry, Neville. It's all part of the plan." Cecilia said reassuringly.

"Listen, Neville. There's something Cici and I have to do…"

"Wait! You're not thinking of handing yourselves over, are you?"

"Of course not." Harry shook his head; he hated lying to his friends. "This is something else and we're going to be out of sight for a while. You know Voldemort's snake? He's got a huge snake… Calls it Nagini?"

"Yeah, I've heard about it…why?"

"It's got to be killed, Neville." Cecilia said, trying hard to keep her voice from shaking. "Ron and Hermione… they know, but you know, in case they're… busy, and you have the chance…"

"Kill the snake?" Neville questioned.

"Kill the snake." Harry repeated.

"All right, Harry. You two are okay aren't you; you look a little pale. Well, paler than your normal pale, Cici."

Cici nodded, not trusting her voice to speak without faltering. "We're fine, Neville, thanks though." Harry said, saving her from answering.

Harry bent to pick the cloak from the ground, but Neville grabbed Harry's wrist. "We're going to keep fighting; you guys know that, don't you, 'till the very end."

Harry just nodded and Neville seemed to find nothing strange. He patted Harry on the shoulder and moved on to find more bodies without further word. Harry then continued to swing the cloak over him and Cecilia.

They traveled on and saw a figure crouching over girl whispering for her mother. It Ginny crouching over a girl they didn't recognize. Harry stopped but Cecilia pulled him on, fearing that if she too stopped she would not be able to find the strength to continue on.

They reached the edge of the forest and stopped. Dementors surrounded it and they both knew they didn't have enough strength to produce a patronus. Harry suddenly fumbled with the pouch that Hagrid had given him for his seventeenth birthday. He pulled out the snitch, looked at it, and touched it to his lips and whispered something inaudible to Cecilia's ears; the shell broke open and Cecilia stared openly at it.

Harry lit his wand reveling the black stone with the jagged crack running down the middle. The Resurrection Stone had cracked along the line representing the Elder Wand leaving the triangle and circle that represented the cloak and stone still discernible.

Cecilia immediately understood. When they turned the stone over, they would not be fetching the dead, the dead would be fetching them. Harry held the stone out to Cecilia so she could touch it with him while it was turned so they both would be able to see the people that would appear.

They both closed their eyes and turned it over three times. Cecilia knew at once that it worked because she could sense the movement around them. They opened their eyes at exactly the same moment.

They were neither ghost nor true flesh; that much she could tell. They more closely resembled the Riddle that had escaped from the diary (which they now knew was really a horcrux) back in second year. On each face was the same loving smile.

James was as tall as Harry. His hair untidy and ruffled, much like Harry's. Sirius was taller and handsome; By far the youngest they had ever seen him. Lupin was younger too; less shabby and his hair was thicker and darker. Lily was the one Cecilia was most surprised to see. They looked almost exactly the same except for the few features that her father gave her. Their hair was exactly the same length, reaching their lower back, but Cecilia's was pulled back into a ponytail high on her head. Their eyes were exactly the same and without the glasses, they could have easily passed as twins; it was hard to believe that Harry and Cecilia were the twins of the group.

It was a while before anyone could speak. "You two have been so brave." Lily spoke, voicing what all the dead were thinking. Both Harry and Cecilia couldn't speak.

"You are nearly there." James said, his eyes passing between Harry and Cecilia. "Very close. You have no idea… how proud we are of you."

"Does it hurt?" The question that fell from Harry's lips Cecilia found childish but she didn't say this because she had been about to ask the same thing.

"Dying?" Sirius asked. "Not at all. Quicker and easier than falling asleep."

"And we know he'll be quick about it. He wants this over." Lupin spoke and Cecilia couldn't believe that she had kept the tears in. The man she loved like a father; the one she had turned to after her Godfather's death two years ago, the one that had died trying to protect her and here she was, just hours later, walking into her very own death willingly. She felt she had betrayed him, for he cast his life in front of the killing curse aimed for her in order to save her. She looked down, ashamed.

"I didn't men for any of you to die. I'm sorry," Harry turned toward Lupin and Cecilia. "Remus, right after you've had your kid, I'm so sorry."

"And I am sorry too. Sorry that I will never get to know him… but he will know why I died and I hope he will understand. I was trying to make a world in which he could live a happier life."

"I'm sorry, Cecilia, sorry that I caused you such a horrible life—" Harry looked close to tears.

"Harry, I've told you before, I don't think it's your fault, even if you do, and I won't have you constantly saying sorry for that. Plus, you should know that even if I had the opportunity, I still would choose this life over any other because it made me who I am and got where I am today and I wouldn't want to be anywhere else."

Lily smile got bigger, if that was possible. She loved to know that her daughter would always stand by her side. "You'll stay with us?" Harry asked. Cecilia thought that it was foolish question, they would stay, of course they would.

"Until that very end." James said, his smile fading a small amount.

"And they won't be able to see you?" Harry asked. That was something Cecilia was worrying about too.

"We are a part of you two," Sirius said, "invisible to anyone and everyone else."

They all looked around at each other and set off. The dementors' chill did not affect them and they passed through without further delay. They acted like patronuses to Harry and Cecilia.

They traveled on in silence, each caught up in their own thoughts. There was a dull thud and a whisper.

"Someone there?" Came a rough whisper. "They've got Potter's invisibility cloak. You think it could be…?"

Two figures emerged from behind a nearby tree. Their wands were lit and Cecilia immediately recognized Yaxley and Dolohov peering around the forest, directly where they were standing, but apparently not seeing any of the six people standing there.

"I definitely heard something," Yaxley said, still trying to see something where there was nothing to see. "An animal, d'you reckon?"

"Could be, that head case, Hagrid, kept a lot of foreign animals in here." Dolohov replied, peering over his shoulder.

Yaxley looked down at his wrist that held a watch. "Times nearly up. The Potter twins," He sneered at their name. "Have had their hour."

"And he was so sure they'd come. He's not going to be happy 'bout that."

"Well, we'd better get back. See what the plan is now." They started back; Cecilia realized that they were leading them right to where they needed to go. "Say, why does he want to girl too?"

"I don't think he really wants her. I think it's more of a matter of finishing off all the Potter family like he ment to all those years ago."

They traveled on for a few minutes after that in silence. They saw a light up ahead and the two Death Eaters stepped out into the clearing where the giant spider, Aragog, had once resided.

A fired burned in the middle of the clearing and cast flickering lights over the circle of silent Death Eaters. Some were masked and hooded still but others showed their faces. There were two giants sitting on the outskirts of the clearing casting large shadows over the Death Eaters.

Yaxley and Dolohov joined the others in the circle. "I'm sorry; there has been no sign of them, my Lord." Bellatrix had said something but the stone slipping from her and Harry's fingers distracted Cecilia. She saw out of the corner of her eyes her parents Sirius and Remus disappear.

"I thought for sure they would come." Voldemort said, his eyes focused on the leaping flames in front of him. Harry and Cecilia placed their wands beneath their robes so they wouldn't be tempted to try and fight. Harry also pulled the cloak off and stuffed it beneath his robes. Voldemort then continued. "I was, it seems… mistaken."

Harry stood a little straighter and walked out into the firelight. "You weren't." Harry had said it loudly and the giants roared and Death Eaters rose together. There were cries, gasps, and even laughter; the noise so loud that Cecilia's cry of 'Harry, no!" wasn't heard.

Just then a voice yelled: "HARRY! NO!" They both turned to see what it was. Hagrid was tied to a tree on the outskirts of the clearing. His massive body shook the branches overhead as he struggled, desperate to break free. "NO! NO! HARRY, WHAT'RE YEH—"

"QUIET!" Shouted a Death Eater, one by the name of Rowle, Cecilia thought. With a flick of his wand Hagrid was silenced.

"What is this? The Boy Why Lived, alone?" Voldemort mocked him, trying to seem normal.

Deciding quickly what to do, Cecilia squared her shoulders and strode out to stand next to Harry. "No, he has me." Cecilia moved next Harry, standing tall.

Voldemort studied them for a moment. He stood up and traveled closer to the fire, wand raised, head inclined like a curious child's would be. They made no attempt to pull out their wands and Voldemort raised his higher, pointing it directly at Cecilia's chest, knowing that it would hurt Harry more to see his sister die before he was killed.

He looked on, expecting Harry or Cecilia to pull out their wands and try to attack but neither did. He waited to see what would happen and then, sensing that he would get no reaction anytime soon, muttered the two unforgivable words. "Avada Kedavra." There was the flash of green light and Cecilia squeezed her eyes shut after one last fleeting glance at her twin brother and her body crumpled to the ground, lifeless.

A/N: Hello all. I am completely revising this entire story. It's taken a little while, but I've got most of the story done already. After I finished re-posting all the chapters, I will then continue to work on the next chapter.