Y/n flinched when she heard a loud noise come from beneath the floorboard, followed by a mumbled apology from Ron. It took a few seconds for her to realise where she was, The Burrow.

Last night, Molly offered her the spare room so she had somewhere to stay. None of the others knew, and she wanted to keep it that way. Them finding out wasn't an issue though, as y/n wasn't going to leave the attic for anything all day.

She couldn't.

It was incredibly exhausting for her to just lay there with her damaging thoughts, so how could she get up and pretend everything was fine? Food, water and hygiene didn't matter to her at this point, she had absolutely nothing to loose.

It was dusty in the attic, and there was a small dirty window that reflected on the dust. She had a pile of knitted blankets to sleep on and two pillows for her head. It wasn't even spacious enough to take more than six steps to the other side of the attic, but it didn't matter to y/n.

She knelt down infront of the small window, trying to look out through the dirt. The Burrow didn't have marble pillars outside the door, Or a gate, or anything really. Perhaps she was being snobby, but she'd never seen such a...place before.

As she was sat looking out, she heard loud clumsy footsteps race up the stairs followed by a loud, familiar voice.

"I'll just grab them from the attic now!" The voice shouted. She frantically looked around for somewhere to hide but the square door on the floor flipped open. Y/n was knelt looking at the door with a scared look on her face.

"Where are these spare-

He stopped when he saw a girl sat by the window.

"Y/n?"

"Hi Freddie" She croaked. Fred dropped the objects in his hands and went over to her.

"What are you...what? Why are you here?" He couldn't believe she was in there attic.

"Fred, it's okay. A lot has happened and your Mother has been taking care of me. I'm okay" She persuaded.

Her purple under eyes screamed a different story.

"Mum never mentioned you were up here? You know you could of come to me?" Fred knelt down near her but not next to her.

"I'm sorry. I didn't where to go or what to do when...

"When?"

"Never mind."

Fred stayed silent for a while unsure what to say.

"Look, why don't you come down with me and the others?" Fred suggested.

"I can't. Everybody hates me after what happened last year."

"No, they don't. George is just...protective. I promise he'll be okay, yeah?"

Slowly she nodded slightly regretting it. Fred offered her a hand up, and they both went downstairs.

As soon as the pair walked into the kitchen, Molly was fussing them to death as usual.

"Oh! Morning dear how are you? Feeling any better? Did you sleep well? Are you hungry? Do you-

"Mum? How about we just let her sit down yeah?" Fred sat down and pointed to the chair next to him for y/n. She sat down and let Molly fuss over her for a while, until more footsteps came bounding down the stairs.

George stopped when he saw y/n and turned back around. Muffled whispers came from his direction and she was starting to panic. Did he still hate her over the Fred situation? Was he going to tell her to leave? But to her surprise, Hermione came rushing into the kitchen.

"Y/n! What are you doing here?" She pushed past Mrs Weasley and gave her a tight hug.

Hermione was always that one friend that cared deeply, no matter the circumstances.

"I'm fine 'Mione honestly. Just been a difficult few days that's all." Y/n smiled weakly as Hermione sat opposite her.

"What's happened?"

"Draco."

Hermione went white. She knew exactly what y/n was about to tell her.

"We were right, weren't we" She said with an apologetic frown.

Y/n sighed and told her all about her Father and Draco. Hermione was getting paler and paler the more she went on, not realising how bad it got.

"She's not your real Mother?" Hermione said in disbelief.

"No. No she's not."

"Then who is?"

"Lily. Lily Potter is my real Mother."

Every time she said it she'd get chills down her whole body. It would take a while for that to sink in but for now, she was still as shocked as Hermione.

"So that means...

"Harry" They said in unison.

A loud gushing noise came from the fireplace. Hermione and y/n glanced at eachother when Molly went to check on who it was.

"Thank goodness you're alright dear. Are you hungry?" She asked. A murmured reply came from the person.

"It's probably just Percy" Hermione said.

"Oh hey guy-

Fuck.

Harry was stood in the doorway, just as shocked as y/n. Hermiones eyes went as wide as saucers.

"Y/n" He breathed.

"Harry, I-I need to speak to you-

"Yeah, I need to speak to you too."

Harry sheepishly sat down next to Hermione and pushed his glasses back up. He hid his hands in his sleeves nervously as Molly came to fuss them all one last time before leaving, and closing the door behind her.

"Wait, why do you need to speak to me?" Y/n asked, surely he doesn't know he's her brother? How could he?

Harry sighed before speaking, he looked very uncomfortable. "I've just come from Hogwarts, and...Draco spoke to me-

"What? What did he say to you why would he speak to you what's he doing there?" Her heart was slamming in her chest just thinking about him.

"He was looking for you. But not just looking for you, he seemed so...desperate to see you" Harry told her.

"But Draco hates you Harry, why would he even speak to you?" Hermione asked, just as confused as y/n.

"He was really upset, like he needed to see to you y/n."

"What happened?" She asked.

*

"Potter!" Draco shouted as Harry walked out of the hall. He ignored him, as usual.

"Don't ignore me Potter!"

Still no reaction.

"Harry."

He stopped. Not once in their whole lives had he ever called him Harry. Unsteadily he turned to face Draco.

Draco looked dreadful. He had purple rims around his eyes, his white hair messy and shaggy, his tie was loose around his neck. He looked liked he'd either been crying or not slept in a week.

"Harry I-I just really-I need to talk to you" He stuttered, visibly shaking.

"What is it, Draco?" Harry asked impatiently.

"It's y/n. I need to find her."

"Not seen her, so good luck I guess." Harry shrugged and turned back around to walk away.

"Harry! HARRY!" Draco roared, stood stiff in the same place.

"You need to see her aswell. Something-somethings happened, you need to find her for both our sake."

"Is this because I told her you're actually a deatheater?" Harry snapped. Draco gripped his fist but remained calm.

"No. I need to see her. I really, really need to find her and talk to her she's, she's got it all wrong and I-

He realised he was rambling. "Just please find her Potter. For your sake as-well, she needs to tell you something and it can't come from me."

Harry sighed and rubbed his eyes.

"Fine. I'll look for her." Harry yet again turned around and walked away.

"Thankyou."

Harry could of sworn he thanked him under his breath.

*

"So I came here to ask Hermione if she knew your adress but, you're already here" Harry said.

She was in shock. It seemed like Draco really cared about her. If he was willing to talk to Harry, it showed he wasn't going to give up on her.

"I'll go back to Hogwarts and tell him to come here if you'd like?" He offered.

"No! You're not seeing Draco anymore y/n!" Hermione told her sternly. Y/n daggered her eyes into her.

"Oh come on y/n, you can't be that foolish! He's been lying to you."

"But I love him Hermione!" Harry made a sick noise but laughed.

"We can talk about that later, what was it you wanted to tell me?" Harry asked.

Y/n took in a deep breath and closed her eyes. She could feel her heart in her throat as soon as she thought about saying it out loud. Hermione hit her lip nervously, waiting for her to speak.

"I spoke with...You Know Who yesterday at the Malfoy Manor-

"What?" Harry exclaimed suddenly feeling sick.

"Let me explain."

"He told me my real Father was ordered to impregnate Lily to have me, for the soul purpose of bloodlines. Lily is-was, a muggle and Father is a pureblood. So they had...me."

"Lily as in...my Mother?"

"Lily as in our Mother, Harry."

Harry went paler than Hermione. He didn't look angry or excited he just looked...emotionless.

He didn't look at her for a while, and Hermione looked worried.

"Say something" Y/n whispered. Harry turned to look at her through his glasses.

He got up quickly and pulled y/n in for a hug. She held her sibling for a long time. No words were said, there didn't need to be any. Harry felt a sense of comfort.

"I thought I'd lost all my family last year y/n" He mumbled into her shoulder.

"You have me Harry. Even if it's half a sibling, you have me."

Harry pulled away and looked at his sister. "We have the same eyes" He laughed. They smiled at eachother in a sense of relief. Hermione was tearing up at the table.

"Go back to school, find Draco and tell him to meet me at Godric's Hollow. I think it's time."

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