-Holy Crap! It's been nearly a year since I've posted! I'm so sorry . Anyways…here's a Harry Potter story! It's about Harry having a twin sister and he didn't know he had one. Also, Harry has a thing for Draco and stuff happens. So, on with the story!-

Years ago, the Potter family was attacked by the infamous Dark Lord. Lily and James potter had perished in the attack. Whereas two babies were separated from each other for their own safety.

Eleven years later, one of those babies is about to fulfill his father's name and become a great wizard.

This is his story…

"Harry! Hurry up, the sorting's about to start!" Ron exclaims.

"Coming!" I say, fixing my glasses.

Ron and I jogged off to the dining hall and found an open seat next to Hermione and a mysterious girl.

"Hello," she says politely.

"Hello," Ron and I greet her.

"Welcome first years! Let the sorting begin!" Dumbledore grinned.

As Dumbledore calls the names, I found my gaze drifting over to the girl next to Hermione. She looks exactly like me, and very familiar.

"Harry Potter!" Dumbledore called.

I walked up to the sorting hat and exhaled nervously.

After a minute of hesitation from the hat, it shouted "Gryffindor".

I made my way back to Ron and Hermione as the next name was called.

"Annabella Potter!"

I watched as the girl next to Hermione rose and walked over to the sorting hat.

There was another moment of hesitation before the hat yelled "Gryffindor".

After dinner, I pushed through a crowd of first years to get to the girl apparently named "Annabella Potter".

"Hey! You there!" I yell, getting her attention.

"Yes?" She inquires. "Oh, you're Harry. Right?"

"Yes, I am," I say.

"Erm, your parents are Lily and James, correct?" Annabella asks me.

"Yeah, why ask?" I question.

Her eyes widen and she shuffles away quickly.

"Wait!" I yell, but she doesn't hear me.

'How does she know about my parents?'

"Harry!" Ron yells.

"Coming!" I say.

After nearly getting lost in the hallway, the prefects brought us back to the common room and allowed us to do whatever.

I found myself searching for Annabella. She ended up being by the fireplace, reading a Transfiguration textbook.

"Annabella," I say.

She flinches and drops her book with a loud thud.

All eyes are on us, my hands grow clammy.

"Y-yes, Harry?" She whispers.

"Why did you run off earlier?" I ask quietly.

"I-I u-uhm, I-I'm sorry, I c-cannot tell y-you," She stutters.

"Why not?" I press.

"I-I just c-can't," Annabella sighs.

"Why?" I repeat.

Annabella studies me for a few minutes, probably debating whether or not to tell me something important.

"You really want to know?" She asks.

"Yes," I nod.

"Okay," Annabella sighs, "Meet me in the library at midnight, I'll tell you then."

"Okay," I say.

She picks up her book and walks towards the staircase.

Midnights strikes after a few games of chess with Ron and I quietly shuffle out the painting. Luckily, nobody sees me enter the library after-hours.

Annabella drops down from a bookshelf and sits in a chair.

"Hallo, Harry," She greets me.

"Hallo, Annabella," I smile.

"So, there's something you need to know about," She whispers.

"What is it?" I ask.

"You're sure you want me to tell you this?" Annabella asks.

"Yes, I can handle it," I say.

"Okay," Annabella exhales," Eleven years ago, two children were born together. They were too little to understand what would happen to their perfect family. Too young to be on their own. It was too dangerous for those children to be together…so they were separated. One child went to another family members home. The other went to a place where they weren't cared for. Those children didn't have anyone. Eleven years later, those children went to a school where they found each other…and realized they would have each other."

"I…don't understand," I say.

"Harry," Annabella says, "I'm your twin sister."

-OMG! Whoa! Awesome, right? LOL LOL! I know, cliffhanger BOOO! Yeah Yeah. But don't worry. There will probably be another chapter on Friday! Until then my little cubs!-