So I was kind of depressed at the lack of love that "Lost Little Flower" got. But I enjoy writing this story, so I am going to keep going, even if I am doing this just for me...

Disclaimer: Well in case you forgot, Violet's mine. I own nothing else!

Violet Potter, formerly Daniels, sighed as she sat in the empty house. Her adoptive parents, the Daniels, were away for the rest of the summer. Usually, Violet went with them but since she was going with Harry, Hermione, Ron, and the Weasleys to the Quidditch World Cup, she was passing on the vacation this year. She also hadn't felt exactly comfortable with her adoptive parents since she found out who she really was. Violet loved the Daniels for raising her, but she really wanted to spend time with her brother and learn all about her actually. A noise from the window shook Violet from her thoughts. She looked over and noticed a snowy white owl pecking at the window with her beak. She smiled and ran over. She let Hedwig in and gave her a treat. Hedwig gave Violet a letter. She smiled and opened it.


So I was thinking about how we would meet up before we went over to the Burrow. Ron's family is pretty keen on using floo powder, although I've had a bad experience with it. Anyways, the Dursleys would probably not be happy if Ron just showed up in their fireplace. I figured that since you're currently home alone, we could use your fireplace. Don't worry about responding back.


"Now why would that boy not want me to respond back?" Violet asked aloud.

"Probably because I'm already here," Violet looked towards the door. Harry was standing in the doorway.

"Harry!" She shouted happily. She ran over to her brother and hugged him. "I missed you."

"Missed you too Vi," Harry said. They let go and Violet helped him bring his stuff inside.

"You could have given me more of a warning," Violet said.

"Sorry," Harry said. "I just really wanted to leave the Dursleys as soon as possible."

"Did you tell them about me?" Violet asked curiously.

"I mentioned it in passing," Harry said. "Aunt Petunia was the only one who reacted and she just muttered something rude under her breath." Violet shrugged.

"So I guess you can sleep on the couch," Violet said putting Harry's stuff down in the living room. "When is Ron coming?"

"He's supposed to show up sometime tomorrow morning," Harry said. Violet nodded.

"Well I have to finish packing," Violet said. "There's food in the refrigerator if you're hungry and if you could put Hedwig back in her cage so she doesn't scuff up the counter that would nice." Harry smirked. "What?"

"Nothing," Harry said and Violet gave him a look. "That just seemed like a very sisterly thing to say." Violet stuck her tongue out at Harry, but had a smile on her face. She headed upstairs to finish packing.

Violet sighed as she walked down the stairs the next morning. It was a bit early and the sun was just starting to rise. She got to the bottom of the stairwell and walked into living room. Her belongings for school as well as Harry's were all placed near the fireplace. She looked over at her brother. Harry was passed out on the couch. Violet snickered. Suddenly, she heard a sound come from the kitchen. Violet put her hand to her pocket, where her wand was, and slowly crept towards the kitchen. She peered in, to see someone with a good portion of their body leaning into the refrigerator. She saw a flash of red hair and shook her head.

"Do you ever stop eating?" The person jumped in surprise and the refrigerator door slammed shut. Ron was standing there, holding a piece of pie in his hand.

"Oh hallo Violet," Ron said, with a mouthful of food. She eyed the food in his hand. "This pie is really good."

"I know," Violet said. "I made it. I was going to bring it to your house as a gift to your family for bringing us, but I think you just ate it." Ron smiled sheepishly as Violet walked past him and opened the refrigerator. She reached her hand into the furthest part and pulled out another pie. "Good thing I made a second." Ron eyed the pie, but Violet smacked his hand. "I will make sure you get none of this."

"That's not fair!" Ron said. "How was I supposed to know?"

"Maybe you could have asked?" Violet countered. "Or you know, told one of us you were here."

"Sorry," Ron said. "But when I got here, I saw Harry asleep and I thought it would be an invasion of privacy if I looked for you upstairs."

"So instead of invading my privacy you invaded my refrigerator?" Violet asked and Ron rubbed his arm. She smirked and hugged the red-headed boy. "I missed you and your bottomless pit of a stomach Ron." Ron rolled her eyes. "Shall we go wake my brother?" Ron nodded and they headed into the living room. Violet smirked before pouncing onto of her brother. Harry let out a yelp of surprise before falling off the couch, taking his twin with him. Violet was laughing hysterically.

"You're evil," Harry said.

"Sorry," Violet said through her giggles. "Just felt it was the sisterly thing to do. By the way, Ron's here." She handed Harry his glasses as they stood.

"Why didn't you wake me sooner?" Harry asked.

"Well I don't know when he actually got here," Violet said. "But I came downstairs a few minutes ago and found him stuffing his face with the pie I had made." Ron smiled sheepishly. "So you should get dressed so we can head over to the Burrow." Harry nodded and grabbed the pile of clothes on the table. "Bathroom's up the stairs, first door on your right." Harry nodded and headed upstairs. Ron went over to the fireplace and started putting Violet and Harry's belongings inside it. Violet helped him until all the items were placed properly so there was enough room for the three of them. Harry came back downstairs.

"Ready to go?" Ron asked. Violet grabbed the pie and nodded. The three cluttered into the fireplace. "The Burrow." Ron threw down the powder. Violet felt her ears popping as they transported. When she felt the sensation of moving stop, Violet opened her eyes. Ron was already out of the fireplace and unloading their belongings. Violet stepped out and inspected the Weasley's home. Almost everything seemed to be functioning through magic.

"Wow," Violet said.

"Incredible right?" Harry asked and Violet nodded. A woman with red hair, just as bright as Ron's came into the room.

"That took longer than you told me," She said scolding her youngest son.

"Sorry mum," Ron said. "I didn't want to rush them." Mrs. Weasley rolled her eyes.

"Well bring their things upstairs," She told Ron. Ron grumbled something under his breath as he grabbed a couple of bags and headed upstairs. Mrs. Weasley looked over at Harry and smiled. "Hello Harry dear." She stepped forward and gave him a hug. She looked over at Violet who was standing behind Harry. "You must be Violet."

"Nice to meet you Mrs. Weasley," Violet said. She offered the tin with the pie in it. "I made something for you and your family as a sort of thank you." Mrs. Weasley smiled.

"That was very sweet of you dear," Mrs. Weasley said, taking the pie. "Well you two should get settled in. Harry you'll be staying in Ron's room and Violet you'll be staying in Ginny's room." The two nodded and grabbed the remaining things that Ron hadn't grabbed before heading up the stairs. Harry headed straight to Ron's room. Violet peered into Ginny's room. She was a little nervous. She knew who Ginny was, but the two girls had never really spoken. Ginny was sitting at a small desk reading something. Violet cleared her throat as she walked into the room. Ginny turned around.

"Oh hi Violet," Ginny said with a smile. Violet noticed a small cot by Ginny's bed. She placed her belongings next to it. "Did you get here safely? Ron didn't do anything stupid did he?" Violet chuckled.

"Well does going into my refrigerator and eating food without asking count?" Violet asked and Ginny laughed.

"Sounds like Ron," Ginny said. She looked back down at what she had been reading.

"Not to be rude," Violet began and Ginny looked up. "But what are you reading?" Ginny looked a bit sheepish as she tried to hide what she was reading.

"Ah nothing important," She said. Violet approached her. Ginny sighed and handed her the paper. It was the latest edition of the Daily Prophet. On the front page was a picture of her with a title that said The Long Lost Potter.

"There's an article about me in the Daily Prophet?" Violet asked incredulously. "But how did they find out? And where did they get this picture?" She looked at the article's author. The name read Rita Skeeter. She sighed and sat down on the cot, reading the article.

"Everything alright in here?" Violet looked up to see Harry and Ron in the doorway.

"I'm on the front page of the Daily Prophet," Violet said. "Apparently now everyone knows about me."

"At least people don't think your dead now," Harry pointed out. He and Ron turned to go.

"Where are you going?" Violet asked. She noticed Harry holding his Firebolt.

"Just gonna play a little Quidditch with Ron, Fred, and George," Harry said, before they went down the stairs. Violet sighed and looked back down at the article.

"Is something wrong?" Ginny asked as she sat down on her bed.

"I don't know," Violet said, putting the paper down. "I know it's a really good thing that I know who my real family is and that I have Harry as a brother," She paused and ran a hand through her sleek black hair.

"There's a but to this, isn't there?" Ginny asked and Violet nodded.

"I don't want to sound awful," Violet said. "But Harry's the 'Boy Who Lived'. Me? I'm just Violet. There's nothing special about me compared to Harry."

"Oh come on," Ginny said. "Just because you don't have the exact same story as your brother doesn't mean you're not special."

"I don't know," Violet said. "Harry just seems to always get caught up in some kind of adventure. If I hadn't sat in the same compartment as him last year, then I would still be Violet Daniels."

"Everything happens for a reason," Ginny said. "And you did sit in the same compartment as him and now you know that you're actually Violet Potter. You're just as special as Harry, just for different reasons."

"You know," Violet said. "For a girl with six brothers, you're pretty smart."

"Gotta have brains to outsmart my brothers," Ginny said. The two girls both started to laugh.

"You're a really cool girl Ginny," Violet said. Ginny smiled.

"Same to you," Ginny said. The two girls continued to talk, getting to know each other.

Violet woke up early the next morning. Mr. Weasley had told them all that they had to get an early start. Violet saw that Ginny was still asleep. She grabbed a few things and headed to the bathroom. The house was very quiet and Violet assumed no one else was awake. She slipped into the bathroom and quickly showered. After she dried herself off and got dressed she looked at her hair in the mirror. She didn't have her hair dryer with her because she never brought it to school with her. She bit her lip before waving her wand at her hair. Instantly, it dried. She smiled and brushed her purple bang into the same spot it always sat in, dangling right about her right eye. She put her wand in her pocket, grabbed her belongings and exited the bathroom. She heard someone clear their throat. She looked up to see Ginny standing in front of her bedroom door.

"I thought I heard the shower," Ginny said. "But your hair is dry. Even though it looks better than it did yesterday." Violet bit her lip. "Your secret's safe with me." Ginny then walked past Violet and into the bathroom. Violet let out a sigh of relief and walked back into the room. She noticed someone sitting on Ginny's bed reading the Daily Prophet. She immediately recognized the person to be Hermione. Violet walked in and sat down across from her. They sat in silence, Hermione not noticing her. When she finished the article, she looked up surprised to see Violet.

"How long have you been sitting there?" She asked.

"A few minutes," Violet said. "You were really into that article."

"It's yesterday's paper," Hermione said and Violet nodded.

"Front page?" Violet asked and Hermione nodded sheepishly. Violet sighed as she walked over to the window. "I can only hope people get over the revealing of my identity soon." She turned and looked back at Hermione. "Shall we go wake the boys?" Hermione smiled and nodded. They headed up the stairs, passing Fred and George on the way.

"Morning ladies," The twins said at the same time.

"Make sure to hit me when Harry and I start talking in unison," Violet whispered to Hermione and she laughed. They walked into Ron's room, which was still dark. They heard some strange noises. They looked at Ron who was still fast asleep. Harry, on the other hand was mumbling in his sleep and starting to move about restlessly. They could see he was sweating and panicking a bit. Violet ran over and shook him awake.

"Harry!" Harry bolted upright, still breathing heavily. He looked at his sister. "Are you alright?"

"Bad dream," He muttered. Then he noticed Hermione standing behind Violet. "Hermione, when did you get here?"

"Just now," She said, a bit shaken by Harry's reaction to being woken. She quickly went over to Ron's bed.

"Ronald!" She shouted. He woke up with a start and was even more startled to see Hermione.

"Bloody hell," He said. Hermione rolled her eyes.

"Get dressed," She commanded the two of them. "And don't go back to sleep Ron!" The two girls left the room.

"What do you suppose Harry was dreaming about?" Violet asked Hermione.

"I don't know," Hermione answered. "But it seemed more like a nightmare." Violet nodded as they entered the kitchen. Fred, George, Ginny, Mrs. Weasley, and Mr. Weasley were already sitting at the table eating.

"Are the boys up yet?" Mrs. Weasley asked as the two girls sat down.

"Just woke them," Hermione said.

"They should be down soon," Violet said. She noticed Fred and George staring at her. "Take a bloody picture, it'll last longer." The twins smirked at her comment.

"Ya know," Fred began. "The Daily Prophet doesn't really explain what happened to you."

"Think you could explain it to us?" George asked.

"It's none of your business," Ginny hissed at her brothers.

"Oy we was just askin'," Fred said. Violet looked over at Ginny and mouthed a 'thanks'. Ginny nodded and smiled. Harry and Ron then came downstairs.

"About time," Mrs. Weasley said. "Eat quickly." The two boys sat down and quickly ate their breakfast. Once they finished, everyone but Mrs. Weasley grabbed their things and headed outside. "Be careful!"

"Don't worry Molly," Mr. Weasley said, before giving his wife a kiss on the cheek. The group headed off, with Mr. Weasley leading the group. After walking for what seemed like forever, Harry spoke up.

"Ron where are we actually going?"

"Dunno," Ron answered. "Dad! Where are we going?"

"Haven't the foggiest!" Mr. Weasley called back to them. Violet looked at Hermione and Ginny. They were all confused. "Keep up!" They continued walking for a bit.

"Arthur!" They all heard someone shout out. "It's about time son." The group saw a man a bit shorter than Mr. Weasley standing under a tree. He had brown hair that was turning grey at the bottom and wore a pair of glasses.

"Sorry Amos," Arthur said as he approached Amos. He looked back at Harry and Ron. "Some of us had a sleepy start." He turned to the group following him. "This is Amos Diggory everyone." Amos gave a proud smile. "He works with me at the Ministry." Suddenly, a young man dropped down from the tree. He was taller than both the adults and had light brown hair. "And this strapping young lad must be Cedric, am I right?" Arthur extended his hand.

"Yes sir," Cedric said politely. Hermione, Violet, and Ginny all exchanged a look as they saw Cedric. They were all thinking the same thing; Cedric was hot. Cedric led them onwards. Amos stayed behind as he spotted Harry and Violet.

"Merlin's beard!" Amos said. "You must be Harry Potter!"

"Yes sir," Harry said and shook Amos's hand. "And this is my sister Violet." Amos looked over at her.

"Of course," He said, also extending his hand to Violet. She shook it with a bit of a sheepish smile. "The whole Ministry has been ablaze since they found out you were alive. Great pleasure to meet you both." He walked ahead of them. Violet fell in step with Harry.

"The whole Ministry?" She asked quietly. "Today is going to be a nightmare." Harry put a comforting hand on her shoulder.

"Don't worry," Harry said. "You'll be fine." Violet sighed as they moved faster to catch up to the group. They started climbing up a hill as the sun slowly began to rise.

"That's it just over there," Arthur said, pointing at something.

"Come along!" Amos called. "Don't want to be late." The object was an old boot. Everyone started to gather around it.

"Why are they all standing around that manky old boot?" Harry asked. Violet rolled her eyes as she walked over to Hermione. She ended up next to Hermione and Cedric.

"On three," Amos began. "One, two."

"Harry!" Arthur shouted, noticing Harry wasn't touching the boot. Harry ran over just in time.

"Three!" Everything around them started spinning around and fast. It was faster than when Violet had ridden on Harry's Firebolt. Violet let out a shriek and Cedric laughed a bit.

"Let go kids!" Arthur shouted.

"What?" Hermione asked, with a bit of fright.

"Let go!" Arthur repeated. Violet released her hand and started to fall downwards. She and the others let out a scream as they fell. Suddenly, they hit the ground hard.

"Bet that cleared your sinuses," Arthur said with a bit of a laugh. Violet stood and then went over to Hermione and Ginny and helped them up. They headed towards the top of the hill. Violet's eyes widened when they reached the top of the hill.

"Well kids," Arthur said. "Welcome to the Quidditch World Cup." Violet stared in wonder. There were thousands of witches and wizards walking around. Some were flying on brooms others were decorating things with the team colors they were supporting. They started walking through the crowd.

"This is amazing," Violet said to Hermione and Ginny. The two girls nodded with smiles on their faces. Amos said some sort of goodbye to Arthur as they shook hands. Cedric waved goodbye to the girls before walking off. The three girls giggled.

"Ah home sweet home," Arthur said as they reached their tent. It was one of the smallest tents there. Violet shrugged as she followed the others in. Inside was anything but small. It was large inside with at least four side rooms and a large living room area. The girls headed towards their bunks and put their things down.

"Hey that's my bed," Ginny protested as Violet put her stuff down. Violet stuck out her tongue at Ginny. Ginny grabbed a pillow and whacked Violet with it. Violet let out a squeal before hitting Ginny with a pillow. The three girls started giggling as they began unpacking their stuff.

"Anybody here?" They heard someone call out. The girls walked back out into the living room to see someone standing there. Violet recognized him but couldn't figure out from where.

"Bloody hell," Fred said approaching the guy. "Didn't think you were gonna be here mate."

"You think I would miss the Quidditch World Cup?" He asked. "You must've taken one too many bludgers in the head to think that." Harry noticed the person and went over to them

"Hey Oliver," Harry said. The realization hit Violet as to who he was. He was Oliver Wood, the captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team.

"Ello there Harry," Oliver said, shaking Harry's hand. "Make sure you watch this match closely tonight. Anything you can learn could be loads of help in us winning the House Cup."

"I'll try," Harry said. He noticed Violet standing in the corner quietly. "Violet come here." Violet walked over to Harry. "Oliver, this is my twin sister Violet."

"Pleased to meet ya," Oliver said, extending his hand. Violet smiled shyly and shook it. Not only was Oliver a seventh year at Hogwarts, but he was pretty cute. "Think you can play Quidditch as good as your brother?"

"Probably not," Violet said. "But now that Harry's got a Firebolt, I don't think you have anything to worry about." Oliver smiled.

"I heard you took a ride on it," Oliver said. "How fast are we talking?"

"Words cannot describe the speed that broom can go," Violet said.

"You're one lucky girl to get to ride one of those," Oliver said. He leaned towards her, bringing his voice down to a whisper. Violet felt her heartbeat quicken as he moved towards her. "Think you can convince your brother to let me take a spin on that beauty?" Violet smirked, trying to keep her composure.

"Depends," She said. "What's in it for me?" And then she walked back over to Hermione and Ginny. The two girls were staring at her in awe.

"You were totally just flirting with Oliver Wood," Ginny pointed out.

"Well why not?" Violet asked. "He is cute." She looked back over at Oliver. He looked like he was finishing a conversation with the boys. He said goodbye to them and started to leave. As he passed the girls, he winked at Violet. After he left, the other two girls let out a squeal and started talking at Violet, rather quickly. She just laughed as her thoughts were still on Oliver.

Ummm please review? And like really review. Even if it's just like "Yay! Update soon!" I'll be happy. It let's me know people are actually reading this.