I sat beside Neville in the Hog's Head where the rest of the students had met to discuss learning real Defense Against the Dark Arts. Harry Potter kept trying to say he wouldn't be a good teacher, but kept being shut down by Hermione Granger. I stood up gaining the others' attention. "Listen. If it truly mattered learning to defend ourselves then why sit here and watch these two argue? Are we all here so we can learn? Yes! Are we here to argue over something stupid? No! Umbridge has pushed her power for to long and deserves to be stopped. Now if this doesn't get officiated then I leave. If it does.... then let's get started."

Neville smiled at me, we had been friends since the first Hogwarts express ride, "Nice job." He whispered after I sat down. "I'm just tired of watching them go back and forth honestly." I shrugged.

Eventually they got out a piece of parchment and we all signed it. I nodded to Harry when I walked up who nodded slightly in return. I wrote my name with a zig-zag at the end as I usually did. I thought it would make me unique to do so, and it has as I've seen no one else do the same.

Once we all signed Hermione asked what we should be called. "The Defense Agency?" I offered but it was knocked down. "We should keep the D.A. though." Cho Chang kept looking at Harry which kept making me feel really protective which confused me.

She just got over Cedric and now she's intersted in Harry?! What is she playing at? "How about Dumbledore's Army? Since it's what Fudge and Umbridge fear most." Someone, I'm pretty sure Ginny, suggested.

We all nodded in agreement. Hermione wrote it down and Ginny coughed going "Hem, Hem." Sounding an awful lot like Umbridge. Most people chuckled awkwardly scared that we would end up being discovered and being ratted on.

As we walked out of the pub a voice called me back, "Hang on a second Neville." I said before returning inside to see Harry staring at the paper. "Yeah Harry? What's up I've got Neville waiting for me?" I asked. He looked up at me.

"What's your last name?" He asked making me raise an eyebrow. "Evans, why? It was my mom's last name before she married my dad but I don't know what it was after that so I go by Evans."

"Evans was my mum's last name before she married my dad then it changed to Potter." He said staring at me in disbelief. I shook my head and ran out. "Lets go Neville. It's getting really cold." I said after almost barrelling into him.

He nodded and we started to walk to the castle. Me and Neville were really close, he would often tell me about his childhood and how his gran tried to get him to live up to his parent's name. I would tell him about me growing up on my own for the most part save for the occasional nice family here and there.

I had a bit of a crush on him but I really doubted he returned my feelings. We finally made it back to the castle shivering slightly. Once we made it back to the portrait of the Fat Lady, Neville struggled to remember the password.

Sighing I gave it to her and we entered the common room. Few students were back yet and those who were sat in little groups. I walked over to the armchairs by the fireplace to warm up some since I was really cold. Neville joined me a moment later holding the plant he had recieved from his uncle.

"What was that about? You know when we were leaving?" He asked glancing up at me. I paused for a moment thinking. Why had he called me back? What was so important about asking my last name?

Fingers snapping brought me from my thoughts. "Huh? Sorry what?" I asked a slightly exasperated Neville. "You spaced out. Why did Harry call you back?" I nodded, "He asked me what my last name was even though we've been in the same year for 5 years." I said shaking my head.

He frowned making me nervous. "You mentioned you lived on the.......... outside for most of your childhood?" Neville asked. "Mhm." I responded not sure where the conversation was going. "Do you know if you had any siblings? Or other relatives?" He asked making me pause.

"No *sigh* I don't know anything about my past or how I was orphaned. It never occured to me to try to look for possible family." I said bowing my head sadly. Neville gave me a small hug making me smile slightly.

"What about your scar? The one on the back of your hand? It might link you to somebody." He said after we seperated. I glanced at the small zig-zag scar that sat on the back of my hand.

"The thing is I don't know how I got it. The only other person who has a scar like it is-" My eyes widened. I turned around to see the Golden Trio walk in through the portrait hole.

"I'll be back Neville." I said before hurrying over to them. "Harry we need to talk." I said grabbing his hand and pulling him back outside. The other two stared at me confused but I was to focused.

I pulled Harry into an empty classroom and shut the door. "What the?! Alex what's the deal?!" I turned and looked at him holding up my right hand, showing off my scar.

He stared at me in confusion. "DON'T YOU GET IT?!" I yelled annoyed. I could feel my barrier breaking, the barrier I spent years building up so I wouldn't get hurt. "The boy who Lived and the Girl who was forgotten.

Both holding scars like no other. Both having a parent with the name of Evans. Both who were orphaned the same year. One who lived with the horrible muggles the other who was left on the streets to fend for themselves. That nevers happens Harry damn Potter!

The girl who was forgotten, The girl who was left on the streets by herself. Is me. Alex god-forsaken Evans. Only one Evans went through these halls and had a child who was given the lightning shaped scar that made them famous.

Lily Evans. Only one thing could make a scar like the one you and I hold. A horribly evil curse. Only one curse known to ever make a scar. The Killing Curse used by none other than Voldemort, the wizard feared by everyone. The wizard who killed Cedric Diggory during the Triwizard Tournament.

The one who does everything in their power to kill one person in particular. He only goes after you. But think Harry. Why would I have a scar so blood familiar to you?!" I said glaring at him.

"Because. We share the same blood, the same parentage, the same life-changing past. Harry Potter, my name is Alex Evans. You're damn twin sister." I said before turning and walking out.

I couldn't hold it in anymore and I ran to the nearest washroom. I locked myself in a stall and sat there crying. Why am I crying?! I have to stay strong. I can't be weak! Why do I feel so..............vulnerable? I........... I guess I was never really strong.

I buried my head in my arms until I hear someone knock on my stall. "Alex? Are you ok?" A voice asked. "Neville......... I really don't know. I have so many mixed feelings right now. What do I do?" I asked him. A silence.

I heard a sound like something sliding against wood and guessed Neville was sitting against the door like I was. "What did he say?" He asked making me blink. "I....... I didn't give him a chance to." I whispered.

Neville sighed slightly. "Then why run? Why sit here crying if you don't know his reaction?" He asked. What he said made sense but I couldn't bring myelf to leave the washroom I now sat in.

I grunted before managing to stand up. As I opened the door Neville fell backwards making me wince as he made contact with the stone floor. "Are you alright Neville?!" I asked pulling him up.

"Yeah. It's always my luck to get hurt doing things." He said. I frowned before giving him a hug. He returned it awkwardly but it didn't bother me. It usually was like this when we hugged.

"I suppose I should try to actually talk to him." I said regretfully. He nodded and we walked back up to Gryffindor tower. The Fat LAdy seemed really annoyed about the fact that we kept coming in and out of the portrait hole.

Once we walked in Harry's head turned towars us but I ducked my head. "I can't do it Neville. I'm going to bed. See ya tomorrow." I said hurrying to the staircase. I sat on my bed taking deep breathes.

"What was that all about?" Hermione asked making me freeze. "What was what about?" I asked nervously. "Dragtging Harry off somewhere and then him returning by himself loking confused." She said.

I gulped. "I............ I don't wanna talk about it Hermione. Can we just drop it?" I asked not looking up. "Does somebody have a crush?! Hate to tell you this but Cho Chang seems to like him."

I growled in annoyance and I think she heard. "I don't have a crush on him! That would be wrong. I don't wanna talk about it. I'm going to sleep." I lay down not facing her, and covered my head with the blankets.

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I sat across from Neville at breakfast the next morning staring at my cereal blankly. "Alex are you sure you're ok? You seem out of it today." He said in concern making me grit my teeth.

"I'm fine." I said a bit too forcefully. Realization hit me but by then it was to late. Neville stood up a look of anger and confusion on his face. "Sorry for just trying to help." "Neville I-" "Just....... Don't talk to me today." He said before walking off. I stared after his retreating form sadly.

UGH! Stupid stupid stupid! I jsut pushed away my only friend! I mentally chastised myself before grabbing my stuff as well and leaving the Great Hall. I stared at my feet as I walked not wanting anyone to notice the light tear marks on my face.

I bumped into a short figure making me step backwards. When I looked up I mentally groaned. Standing before me was Professor Umbridge, wearing an ugly bright pink dress and shoulder thing staring at me with a fake smile plastered on her toad-like face.

"Are you alright deary? You seem troubled. Perhaps, *she glanced at my clenched hand* a nice cup of tea would help?" She said glancing at a nearby door way. I narrowed my eyes but kept my voice level. "No thank you Professor. I'm trying to catch up with Neville *I winced slightly* so we can walk to Divination together." I said smiling at the end.

I could feel her skepticism coming in waves until a presence was beside me. "There you are Alex! I thought we were meeting near the front gargoyles." Neville said making my heart stop. A glance to my left confirmed he was standing beside me.

"Oh sorry Neville I was just speaking to Professor Umbridge for a moment. I was about to join you." I said anxiously. Umbridge glared at us before smiling once more. "Well then. Get to class then." I nodded and began to walk towards the Divination tower Neville following behind me.

"Thanks for-" I was cut off by him walking past me. "Neville!" I said but he didn't even glance back at me. I sighed and followed after him but not catching back up with him.

Once I entered the heavily-perfumed tower I realized I would be forced to sit next to him. He must have realizzed this to becauss he didn't look happy one bit. I walked over and sat beside him silently.

I sat on the little pastel purple pouffe and pulled out a little slip of paper. I slid it in front of him and got out my textbook. He slid it back to me and I picked it up gingerly.

"Please talk to me?
               -Alex

Why should I.
              -Neville

I'm sorry I snapped. I wasn't trying to hurt your feelings.
                      -Alex

Well you did. Am I just someone you use?
               -Neville

W-what?! No. It was Umbridge. You're the only person I talk to and if I didn't think of something she would have forced me to "tea" with her.
             -Alex

Would that have been so bad? You don't really need others do you. Apparently not.
              -Neville

I couldn't continue this. I stood up and left the classroom ignoring Trelawney trying to call me back. I ran to the Astronomy tower knowing it would be empty. I leaned against the railing clutching the note tightly.

"Care to continue torturing me Longbottom?" I said not turning around. "Alex-" "So now I'm talked to like a normal person? *laughs sadly* Figures. Nothing lasts long with me." I said blankly.

I turned to see Neville staring at me in shock. "A-Alex. I'm sorry, ok? I wasn't thinking. My feelings took over." He said looking down. "What about Trelawney?" I asked.

"She sent me after you. Also if we don't hurry back we'll lose house points." He said. I let out a tiny laugh. "Well let's get back. We don't want an angry Mcgonagall after us. Or a self-absorbed Umbridge." I said making him grin a bit.

We made it back to the class just as Trelawney looked like she was gonna come looking for us. She started the lesson and I felt two pairs of eyes on me. I glanced up and saw Neville glancing at me and Harry staring at me in confusion.

I shook my head and returned to Trelawney's lesson. Unlike several people I found the class interesting. It helped to know the meaning of the stars and their predictions. Granted I didn't grovel over it like Lavender Brown but I did enjoy it, nonetheless.

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Harry finally approached me during lunch. "Alex, we need to talk about yesterday." He said making me look up slightly confused. "What are you- Oh. Yeah. See you later Neville." I said as i stood up. He nodded in reassurance.

We walked out of the Great Hall to a nearby classroom. "Well?" I asked staring at him blankly. "How did you think we were related?" Harry asked me making me really annoyed.

"My whole rant yesterday. Did it just go into thin air?" I asked him rolling my eyes. "I heard it. But you kept mentioning a scar. What scar? You don't have one like I do." He said pointing to my forehead.

"UGH! Dude it's on the back of my right hand. *holds out hand* The same Lightning bolt scar that made you famous at one years old." I said blandly. "But how did I not know about you? Wouldn't the Dursley's taken you in as well?"

I growled again getting annoyed. "Because apparently whenever the spell was cast it caused me to be sent to a nearby village. I still got the scar but I wasn't known about. Everybody probably thought I died. I was only able to figure out Mum's last name was Evans so I've gone by that my entire life."

Harry smiled at me and gave me a hug. "UHhhhhhh. Space please?" I said awkwardly. "Right. Sorry. Tonight meet me in the common room when the rest are asleep." He said before walking out.

I stared after him in confusion. Whatever. I hurried out of the room to History of Magic. I regret making that choice. As usual Professor Binns droned on endlessly making several students fall asleep. It took all my will power to not follow their example.

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I walked down the stairs from my dormitory, looking around to see it completely empty save for Harry by the fireplace. "Why do I need to be here? It's late. I'm tired. When I'm tired I'm moody. And when I'm moody things tend to not go so well. Hint this morning with Neville." I said sitting beside him.

"Sirius this is her." Harry said staring at the fire. My eyes widen. "Sirius Black?! But-" "It can't be. I don't believe it." A voice murmurmed from the fire place. "Alex Potter. It's lovely to see you again."

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