Un'ombra Solitaria

Un'ombra Solitaria

Fifteen Years passed and nothings well!

During all the years that had passed since The Potter Parents had been killed many things changed for the potter siblings. Harry Potter was classed only as the older brother of the girl who lived. When they were picked up by Dumbledore he had first thought to put Rory with the Dursleys because he had thought only she had survived but when he realised Harry was alive he knew he would have to put them with someone who could look after them properly until Rory could be taught magic. So the two Potters were sent to a wizarding family called the Santos. The Santo family only had one child a little girl the same age as Rory and Nigel Santo was happy to see he would have a son even though he wouldn't be his by blood. For the first ten years the potter siblings grew up in a happy home.

The wizarding press hounded Rory and the Santos as she was now famous and she lapped it up. She the loved the feeling of being famous and she wouldn't give it up for nothing. Harry though hated his sister. She was always getting in his way, always moaning at him and she had even used the line 'don't you know who I am?' He nearly killed her for that. He did sort of love his sister as he still remembered when she was first born and he remembered people holding them closely and them two playing with each other but this girl who lived business changed all that.

There was a massive space between them that they just couldn't overcome. Also no matter that they were related they looked so different it was amazing. Harry was instantly called a dark wizard from the moment anybody laid eyes on him. He was tall and very lithe even though he was eleven and he had long black hair that fell to his neck and also at the front fell into his piercing green eyes that seemed to stare through any persons soul. He would always wear black trousers, black t-shirts with a black casual button down shirt over that and sometimes a black denim jacket. His skin was tanned from him always being outside on his broom and he was skilled in magic even from a young age though he always stole his parent's wand to do magic.

Rory on the other hand was everything a child of the light should be. She had long auburn hair that fell in curls down her back and over her shoulders and twinkling brown eyes that was said to have come from her real father as they always looked like she was up to something. Her skin was pale as if made from the finest ivory and her body was willowy and she was very small for her age. She would wear denim skirts with boots or ballerina shoes that were specially made for her. She would wear pink tops with cute pictures on the front and a long white coat. She was the perfect saviour and she knew it. She however loved her brother with all her heart and she knew he was jealous so she was willing to forgive him. He did make her angry sometimes that was why they always fought. The problem was though he would always moan at her but he would talk nicely to his stepsister Maria and Rory was jealous because of that.

Yes Harry hated his sister but he was very protective of her. He always figured that his real parents deaths shouldn't have been in vain if she got her self injured or hurt in the process. He felt it would be spitting on his parents grave if he did that so he was always watching out for her no matter how much he didn't want to.

July 31^st came and a letter came via owl towards him. He knew what was coming and he was dreading it. He knew it would be his acceptance letter to Hogwarts and he didn't want to go. All he would be classed as there would be Rory Potter's big brother and all he would be asked is endless questions of how she was and such forth so he went to his fathers study with the unopened letter hanging loosely from his hand.

"Father?" he called softly knocking on the sturdy oak door.

"Come in," came the response and Harry entered shutting the door behind him.

Nigel Santo was a very wealthy wizard as well as a very powerful wizard due to him being a chief of the Aurors. He had long Golden brown hair that was streaked with grey and kind brown eyes that had laughter all the way through them. Though when he got angry those eyes would become hard and cold. His skin was tanned showing his Italian background and he was wearing cotton trousers a blue shirt with long black robes over the top.

"Harry what may I do for you today?" Nigel asked kindly motioning for his son (though not by blood) to sit down. Harry sat down and threw the letter to Nigel. Who in turn raised an eyebrow. He could tell his son was angry due to him biting his lip and the way he kept clenching and unclenching his fist. Nigel read the envelope and sighed. Now he knew why Harry was so upset he never wanted to go to Hogwarts he wanted to go to the Salem institute of sorcery and had filled in the form asking to go there which they had accepted.

"What is the problem Harry we already know that you are going to Salem why are you getting angry at this letter when all you have to do is burn it," Nigel asked.

"Because Father when I decline to going to this school they will send a representative to here to try and persuade me and you know what I'm like when people try and persuade me to do something," Harry said and Nigel winced. He truly did know what Harry did to those sorts of people.

A few years ago a reporter had come to the house and had found Harry outside on his broom. He had asked Harry to go and get his sister. Harry of course said no so the reporter tried to bribe Harry with money and sweets causing Harry to become angry. The boy hated it when people didn't understand the word no so he had flown straight at the reporter full speed. He then jumped off the broom at the last minute and the broom had flown straight into the reporter's nose and face braking the reporters jaw and nose. Harry had found it extremely funny whilst Rory had been quite mad at her big brother for quite some time. Harry though had shrugged it off.

Nigel now understood what Harry meant and knew how to write the letter.

It read;

Dear Professor McGonagall,

I am writing on behalf of my son Harry James Potter Santo that he will not be coming to Hogwarts for any of his school years. Before you send someone to come and persuade Harry to go to Hogwarts I must inform you that I have chosen his school that he will be attending which is Salem institute of Sorcery.

Yours sincerely,

Nigel Malvagio Santo.

Harry read the letter and grinned his father was truly brilliant. The letter was filled with manipulation that only his father could do and he knew that the people who would be receiving the letter would know that he would definitely not be going to this school.

September 1^st came to soon for Harry who was excited to be going to Wizarding School though he masked it with a look of indifference. His father had arranged a portkey to take the two Santo Males to the school and they would be going in three minutes. Harry looked at his stuff. He had a trunk with all his stuff in, and his broom that his father had brought him a nimbus two thousand.

"Bye Harry," Maria said hugging her big brother who hugged her back.

"See ya Mary," he replied shortening her name like he always did. Rory came up to her big brother and he was annoyed to see the camera flashes going off.

"I'm going to miss you Harry," Rory said and Harry heard the awws coming from the crowd of reporters. Harry hugged his younger sister no matter how much he hated it and whispered into her ear.

"Bye little sister be good for all your little fan club," and he pulled back. She glared at him but as soon as she turned to the cameras tears were falling from her eyes. 'Crocodile tears' Harry thought to himself though he knew it was wise to keep it silent.

"Grab hold of the portkey Harry," Nigel said holding out a newspaper. Harry took hold of it with one hand whilst in the other he held his broom. His father held Harry's trunk. In a whoosh of colours Harry and his father had gone and landed in Salem.

Harry looked with awe at the large building, which looked modest, yet grand. It was a white stone washed building with large floor to ceiling windows and five floors. The courtyard was very well manicured with large drives and Harry saw there were horses grazing on a field, a large quidditch building in the background and there was also a humungous ocean behind that. Harry couldn't believe it. He had never seen the ocean before as he and his family had lived in a wizarding city. Harry was led to the reception area of the school and standing there was a friendly looking which with long black hair and sparkling blue eyes.

"Hello I'm the head mistress here and I'm called Professor Meara," she introduced. Nigel nodded then said his goodbyes and went his own way back home. Professor Meara showed him around the school and she stated that she showed all new students around before they came here during the summer holidays. She then told him the rules.

"I don't like bullying, fighting, rumour spreading, duelling in the corridors and especially harassment do you understand?" she asked seriously and he nodded. She smiled then led him to the dining hall. Waiting outside was a bunch of other eleven year olds and they all looked very nervous. They were all wearing exactly the same uniform as him, which were black trousers and a black shirt. They could wear whatever else they wanted and Harry had worn a white top underneath the shirt which was opened and Adidas Shell toe trainers. They were led into the dining hall and he saw lots of tables, which were full of students. It seemed like there was no order but he knew there was as some tables were black, some white, some silver and some purple and all the tables were set down in rows. At the top of the rows were the oldest looking students then straight down to empty tables.

"Right. When you all sent in your forms you were magically sorted by the pick of the draw into your houses. There is Panther, Sphinx, Cobra and Eagle and you will only be with them for your dorms nothing else. Also Quidditch teams. Now when I call your names go to the tables. Panther are black, Sphinx is Silver, Cobra is purple and Eagle is white. Ok so Gida Arna, Panther," and the list wore on until it came to Harry's turn.

"Harry Potter Santo, Sphinx!" and he walked over to the half filled silver table. He was relieved when no one asked him about his sister and he quickly started to talk to a boy called Mart who had floppy ash blonde hair that looked very messy and brown eyes. Harry also made friends with all the other people that would be in his class. Here he felt like he truly belonged and wasn't thought of as the brother to the girl who lived. All through the school Year Harry had made lots of friends and was thought of as one of the most popular students. He was seeker of the Sphinx quidditch team and had also joined the duelling team. He was the top dueller and also top at defence against the dark arts. Many people asked him about his scar wondering why he had it. He answered with the same response.

"I've had for as long as I can remember," and he would leave it at that. During the Christmas holidays he could go home if he wanted but he never did, as he didn't want to be around his sister and her stupid fan club. He was always getting letters about her from his other sister just so he knew that she was safe. Other then that he didn't mention her.

When it was time to go home Harry said goodbye to all his friends and took a portkey to his house. When he got there he found all was silent.

"Mother, Father, Maria, Rory!" he called out but nothing responded. He pulled out his wand just in case and snuck through the house with silent feet. He came to the dining room when all of a sudden...

"SURPRISE!" hundreds of people yelled. Harry was stunned and a bit angry. He was stunned that his parents had arranged this for him but he was angry because there were news reporters all around. It seemed he could never get any peace at his own home because of his stupid, girl who lived, sister.

"You shouldn't have really," Harry muttered darkly. Rory came over and gave her brother a hug who in turn stiffened but responded none the less. If there was something Harry hated the most it was fame. He always thought that people who were famous acted too stuck up just like his little sister. The party went on through the night until Harry said goodbye and went to his room only to fall straight asleep when he lay down on his bed.

The summer holidays passed normally until Rory had gotten her letter of acceptance she of course accepted and next thing Harry read was the tale of Rory Potter. It read;

The Girl who lived ready to be taught!

By Apple Mange

Rory Potter Santo also known as the girl who lived has just turned eleven finally gaining her acceptance letter to the majestic school of Hogwarts that is ready to teach the young heroine all she needs to know to further being the hope of light. When asked about how she was feeling Rory Potter replied with;

"I'm so happy that I get accepted there because my birth parents went there and it feels like I'm closer to them. It's a shame that my older brother didn't go there," and I watched, as she looked down disappointed.

Yes where was her older brother Harry going to school? Well he is going to Salem all because he didn't want to go to Hogwarts. It is well known that Harry is very jealous of his younger sister and an insider stated that Harry has been seen killing small animals. This reporter wonders is it safe for young Rory to be in the presence of such evil, is it not a danger to her? At least in Hogwarts young Rory will be safe.

For the full story of the girl who lived turn to page 6.

Harry was in hysterics when he read the killing animals part. That was so wrong. He had always protected them from Rory who always liked to throw them out of her window and see if they bounced but it seemed he was the scapegoat. If Rory did anything wrong it was told that he was the one who actually did the crime, he really hated it. Harry sighed angrily and lay there in his room listening to his CD player, which his father had enchanted to play in a wizarding environment.

"Harry get I hope you are ready we have to go to Diagon Alley and get your two sisters school supplies," Harry heard his mother Jayne Santo shout. That's what Harry was also mad about. His other sister Maria was never mentioned. Yes they may only be related by the surname but they were still family yet she was always overlooked because she wasn't a Potter Sibling that was why Harry was usually always seen with her.

Harry stood up and grabbed his long black cloak putting it on and walking down stairs. He smiled at his mum and always wondered how she could look so young. His father was showing his age whilst his mum didn't. She was 45 years old yet she looked thirty. She had flowing brown hair that was naturally curly and framed her face. She had kind green eyes that were always twinkling and sun kissed skin. She was tall and slender and her hands were piano hands as she always played and sung to them on Sundays when they were all there. He loved his mum dearly as she was always there holding him and murmuring into his ear that he was safe every time he had the flash back to Halloween when he was one years old and always had a searing pain in his forehead where his lightning shaped scar was situated. His two sisters were standing there also.

"Where's father?" Harry asked.

"He was called into the office for some reason or the other," Jayne stated. Harry nodded as they gathered by the large brick fireplace. Jayne handed the floo powder pot to each of her children and they all stepped into the fire and shouted, 'Diagon Alley.' They all fell out into the Leaky Cauldron and dusted themselves off. Harry groaned as all of a sudden all the attention of every witch, wizard and magical creature was centred on his little sister. She started smiling. Harry wanted to get everything done today so he wrapped his arms around his sister's shoulders and led her out of the pub. Harry was slightly surprised that his little sister snuggled into his side. He also slightly liked the feeling of hugging the sister he usually hated he shook his head. He didn't like her, she was too up herself.

They all went to get their own items and soon everyone was following them about like puppy dogs. Harry sighed angrily.

"I've got a surprise for all of you," Jayne said walking them towards the pet shop. Harry was excited this meant that he could finally get a pet he had always wanted one.

"Harry your father is getting yours elsewhere," mother said and Harry nodded. He didn't mind it meant that he was getting a muggle animal and not an owl or anything like that. His sister Rory got a majestic white owl that she called Hedwig and Maria got a pet snake, which she called Voldy as a joke. Harry was surprised to hear that he could understand what the snake was saying and he replied to it. Everyone all of a sudden gasped. It was proven. Rory Potter's brother was on his way to being a dark lord. What no one could understand though was why he had gotten a power only Voldemort had. Did that mean he was related to Voldemort. No it couldn't be that because then that would mean Rory was related to him. Harry groaned just what he needed.

"Mother I'm going to go home ok?" Harry stated. His mother though shocked nodded. He walked back to the leaky Cauldron and flooed back to his house.

"Harry is that you?" called out his father.

"Yeah I came home early."

"Why?" Nigel asked coming around the corner and looking concerned towards his son.

"It seems I'm a parsletongue dad. So now the public is even more convinced I'm an evil wizard," Harry spat bitterly.

"Well come here I have a surprise," Nigel said cryptically walking towards his office. Harry followed and when he looked in the office he was ecstatic to find two Doberman puppies lying there on the floor.

"I know you like them so I got them for you. What are you going to call them?" Nigel asked his son.

"Voldemort and Riddle," Harry said grinning.

"Trust you to come out with something like that," his father chuckled. Harry grinned and said thanks then ran up to his room with his two pets.

Soon the summer holiday had passed and it was time for Rory and Maria to go to school. Harry had already left so it was just them. They drove to Kings cross-station and went through the barrier. Rory was pleased to see that everyone looked awestruck as she walked past them and she held her head high. Her and Maria got a compartment together and were talking when the door opened and standing there was a blonde boy with a camera around his neck.

"Wow I can't believe I get to meet you. I'm such a big fan," the boy gushed. Rory smiled brightly whilst Maria rolled her eyes.

"Well come in and sit down," Rory said motioning towards a chair. He sat down beside Rory and wouldn't stop staring at her.

"I'm Colin Creevey."

"Well I'm Rory Potter Santo and this is my step sister Maria Elizabeth Santo," Rory drawled like someone famous. Colin nodded and began to babble endlessly about how much he was a fan.

"Look Colin if you are going to be this sickening then get out of this damn carriage and don't talk to us again," Maria shouted angrily after a while. He blushed and sheepishly apologised, so when they started talking they became good friends.

When they had finally got to school they met a strict looking woman who everyone knew not to mess with.

"Once you enter through these doors you will be sorted into your houses. There are four houses. Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin. Your house will be like your family. Everything you do well will earn you points and everything you do wrong will loose you points," she said.

"I'm going to be in Gryffindor as all my brothers are," a red haired girl said.

"What's that house like?" Rory asked.

"It's for the brave. I would expect you to go there," the red haired girl said then turned her back and started to talk to someone else. Maria stifled a laugh and then they were ushered through the large doors. Rory got a lot of stares from everyone in the hall. A ratty looking hat was placed on a three-legged stool and it started to sing. Then names were called. Rory didn't listen at all. She knew she would be put in Gryffindor it was the only possible place for her to be put.

"Creevey, Colin!" Rory looked up as her new friend was sorted.

"GRYFFINDOR!" she clapped glad that a friend would be in the same house as her. She shut off again as more names were called until her name was finally called.

"Santo, Rory Potter," gasps and whispers broke out like an explosion as soon as her name was mentioned and Dumbledore leaned forward instantly interested to see where she was put. He knew though that she would probably be put in Gryffindor, as it was the only place for the defeater of Voldemort to go.

"HUFFLEPUFF!" silence reined through hall and a small chuckle could be heard coming from the Slytherin table. Rory though was upset she should have been put in Gryffindor. All of a sudden the Hufflepuff table stood up and gave her a standing ovation. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad after all.

"Santo, Maria Elizabeth," everybody guessed that she would go with her sister but some people thought she would go to Slytherin. After all she had long black hair that framed her body and deep brown eyes that looked almost black.

"SLYTHERIN!" everyone gasped at this. The saviour's sister was in the house known to put out more dark wizards then any other. It was unheard of. The sorting finally finished and then Dumbledore gave his speeches.

"Hi I'm Louisa," said a blonde girl. Rory smiled and started to talk to her and they became very good friends whilst Maria started to talk to a guy called Draco Malfoy who was in the year above her but was really witty and funny.

Four years passed all following a set pattern. The siblings would go to school then come home at the holidays. It was what they were used to. Harry loved his school for one reason he got away from his sister and her stupid fan club and also he wasn't treated as a dark wizard in Salem like he was here. Over the years many things had changed and the siblings had grown apart due to their separation. Their looks had also changed.

Harry who was now sixteen had changed the most out of them. He had gotten his left ear pierced four times with three hoops on the top of his ear. He also had his lip pierced, which had caused his father and mother to blow their tops when they saw it. He had kept his black hair the same as he always had and due to him training for Quidditch he had gotten very toned. Plus he was very tall.

Maria who used to be small and petite had changed also. Her midnight black hair was cut short to her shoulders and covered one of her deep brown eyes, which were always lined thickly with black. Her skin was pale from her hardly ever going out in the sun and she always wore tight black leather skirts and black t-shirts.

Rory though hadn't changed that much. She was now 5'7" and her auburn hair had turned red and now fell to the middle of her back still curled and framed her heart shape face perfectly. Her lips were always light pink as were her eye shadow. She wore blue jeans and nice little tops. She was very popular in her school as she was the girl who lived plus she showed her power in defence against the dark arts when she could defeat the boggart easily.

Now Harry was just lying on his bed in the summer holidays just waiting for his sixth year to come around when his parents came through the door looking grim.

"Harry we have some bad news!"