AN: I do not own Harry Potter. I hope you enjoy this fic, it was a silly idea at first, but I thought what the heck. I may as well put it out there. Ideas just kept coming.

I woke up gasping for air, yet I couldn't even remember why I needed air so much. When my vision cleared up I met green eyes.

"Are you okay?" the person asked me

I sat up "Can you pinch me?" I asked holding out my arm.

He stared at me almost like I was crazy. Instead I dropped my arm and looked around the room. The place seemed familiar, at the edge of my eyes I could see a door frame standing on itself. I turned to the frame and realized that we were in the room where the veil is. I looked back at the person in front of me.

"Who are you?" I asked, but to me it sounded ridiculous as it was already obvious who was in front of me.

"Harry"

"Are you sure it's not Danielle Radcliffe?" I asked you know just to be sure.

"Sorry?"

I tried.

"Who are you?" he asked me

"I'm..."

That's strange. I couldn't remember my name, but I can remember my parent's even the person in front of me.

"I can't remember." I answered.

"You have amnesia."

"No. I don't have amnesia." I said. "Why are you here?

"What do you mean?"

"You're not supposed to be here." I told him, that's when we heard the sound of a door opening.

Harry Potter then pulled out his wand and pointed it at me. I moved away from him then, yes, it was only a stick but he's a freaking wizard!

"I'm sorry" he said to me "but no one can find out I've been here. Obliviate."

The next I opened my eyes it was to meet brown eyes.

"You okay, kid?" The woman asked me as I got to a sitting position.

"Fine." I answered, and I do recall getting obliviated by Potter. Oh, Potter, when I see you...

"What are you doing in the veil room?" she asked me then I noticed her hair changed colour from brown to blue, it was then I realized it was Nymphadora Tonks.

"I don't know." I answered her.

"Do you know who you are?"

I shook my head. It was the truth. I didn't know who I was.

"Oh" She stared at me for a while "Come on then, let's get you to see one of the Department of Mysteries personnel. If it's in this department they may have an idea."

I got up to my feet and followed her out of the room. We entered the room with the prophecies and out. We walked down the hall and bypassed the lift to end up in a larger room with five desks inside and another inner room. The room was almost empty except for one man, his faced looked well I'm not sure how to describe it but I think he looked like he was mourning and when he looked at us it was uncomfortable.

"Yes, what do you need from our department?" he asked us.

"There was report about a suspicious person in your department. I came here to find the person, only I found this little girl in the veil room unconscious. She doesn't know who she is."

Girl? I don't recall being a girl. Wait, was I even a boy? Argh! Stupid memories! Why can't I remember my name or anything about myself?

The man looked at me for a while before recognition lit in his eyes.

"I'm not sure, but maybe." he said more to himself than to us "Will you two please follow me, maybe, this will solve who this girl is."

We followed him out of the office, past the lift and back to the prophecy room. We passed by aisles and aisles of prophecies until we stopped by the number twenty seven. The Unspeakable, I think that was what the department of mysteries personnel were called, had me come forward and urging me to take the large orb on the third shelf from the bottom.

"Are you sure that prophecy is hers?" I heard come from Tonks.

"We will find out." He answered.

With a nod from him I took the orb from the shelf. It lit up and I heard a voice

"Born in a family of pure

A century passed the last to enter the school made by four

The first to enter shall be lost to time

And shall return before the start

To meet one who has passed through

One that seeks to fix what is not broken brings endless ripples

Alone does this person bring disarray

But together they shall open the path."

I turned to the two adults in the room with me as I held the orb.

"Did you hear it?" I asked them.

"Child, only one person can hear the voice of that prophecy."

"Who?"

"The owner themselves"

You have to be kidding me? I have a prophecy? Not only that it seems like I've met the one who's going to bring trouble into this world.

"And you child, your name is Kellina Fawley."

"Fawley?" I said. I don't recall that name being mentioned in the books before.

"One of the sacred twenty eight like the Blacks and Malfoys." Tonks said.

I stared at them, and only one word came from my mouth. "What?"

Tonks blinked at me before she realized that I don't have any recollection of who I am.

"Right, sorry. You don't remember anything probably even about us." she said smiling before turning to the old man "What now? You recognized her earlier, you know who she is, but you wanted to be sure."

"Yes. I did not want to give the Fawley's false hope about her. I had to be sure."

"What do I do with this?" I asked him raising the orb.

"You can keep it." He told me. "It is yours."

"It's heavy." I replied.

Tonks chuckled before she pulled out her wand and shrank the orb to a marble for me.

"There, don't lose it."

"Thank you." I smiled at her.

"Now, then, shall we head back to the office? I would need to make a firecall to the Fawley's. I'm sure they'll be thrilled to see you again, Miss Fawley."

I was told to sit down for a while and Tonks left saying she had to report at the Auror's office. She didn't ask me if I saw anyone as she roused me up from unconsciousness. The Unspeakables office was creepily quiet and disconcerting. There were a few people in the office. I can't imagine what they work on in this department. It'll probably remain a mystery.

It was boring having to wait. The old man said a member of the Fawley family was coming to pick me up. I don't even know how long that would take. I looked around for a mirror. I was curious. I didn't know how I looked like since my memories were of no help to my identity that moment. The Unspeakable said I'm Kellina Fawley, someone from a pureblood family.

"dov'è lei?" I heard come from the entry way.

I looked towards the entryway see the old man walking in step with a younger man with black hair and blue eyes wearing dark blue robes over a suit. When he saw me, his steps hastened as he went towards me and pulled me into a crushing hug. I was shocked by the impromptu hug. When he released me from the hug he gave me a sunny smile.

"Mi dispiace ti ho sorpresa?" he said to me

"Sorry, but I don't understand." I told him.

Surprise was on his face then.

"Did you also forget how to speak Italian?" he asked me

"I don't remember anything." I shook my head.

A frown came on his face. He was going to leave me isn't he? I'm not really the one he's looking for. I'm going to end up as an orphan in this world and with no connections to anyone. Can I even use magic?

"It's alright, dear sister." He said to me smiling although I could sense sadness from him. "You will learn the language again and a lot of things."

"Sister?"

"I'm Exxion Fawley. You're sibling." He answered. "I understand you have questions. I'll answer them once we get home. Mother and Father will be thrilled to see you." Exxion by then turned back to the old man "Thank you sir for calling me."

"It was nothing." The old man answered before he returned to his desk.

"Shall we go dear sister?" Exxion turned his attention to me, and he was still smiling at me.

I just nodded to him and followed him out of the room, into the lift and we stood in front one of the many floos at the entryway.

"We'll be travelling by floo." He told me as he offered his hand to me. "We'll go together. You might end up in someone else's fireplace."

I looked at his hand then at him. Can I really trust him? I only find out I'm a pureblood, my fate and that what I came from this world from the start? I can't easily trust anyone. I don't really have anything to lose so I took his outstretched hand.

We stepped into the fireplace and green flames came around us and blocking the view of the ministry. Somehow I felt scared, I couldn't help but grip his hand which he squeezed back. I looked back at him; he was smiling kindly at me. I looked away and at the green flames around us then disappeared and I followed him as he took a step out of the fireplace.

There was a crack from in front of us and a house elf stood where the sound came from. When the house elf looked at me, its tennis ball eyes started to water.

"Yres, good timing as always, could you clean up my sister's room and do you know where Mother and Father are?"

"They... be in the garden, Master Exxion, Yres be cleaning up right away." The house elf, called Yres looked at me smiling. "Yres is glad to have you back Miss Kellina."

"Exxion?" I spoke up after the house elf disappeared.

"Yes?"

"Erhm, I..." I didn't know what I wanted to tell him, but I was anxious.

"It's alright, dear sister." He smiled at me. "Come on, I can't wait to see Mother and Father's reaction."

I followed after Exxion as we passed by some rooms and two hallways. I hope this place wasn't that large, I would have trouble finding my way. We exited the house by two white glass paned doors to a porch and then a garden. There was a white round metal table on the porch and four chairs around it, two chairs occupied by a man and woman around the ages of forty I think. The man had a similar appearance to Exxion, only his eyes and chin came from the woman, who I think were our parents.

"Padre, madre, sono tornato" Exxion said sounding giddy as he planted a kiss on our mother's cheek. Dear Merlin, help me! How can I possibly understand what they're talking about if I don't know Italian!

"You were in a rush to leave at that." The man said looking up from the book he was reading. "Another problem with the prototype?"

Oh, please just keep speaking in English!

"No, the firecall came from the department of mysteries."

I saw our mother roll her eyes.

"What now? Trying to tell us how sorry they are for not finding our daughter until now, your older sister?" She spouted in irritation.

Another jaw dropping news, I'm his older sister?!

"How many times would that be now? Fifteen?"

"No, mother, they didn't call to apologize." Exxion explained.

"Well, just spit it out." Our father said impatiently. "If they didn't call to apologize again then just say it. I would like to return to my book young man."

"Really, father, you're impatient as always." My younger brother shook his head but from his voice he was amused. "It's about my sister."

"What about her?"

He didn't answer, but looked at me instead. I remained standing inside by the door as he told me. If he was looking at me that was my cue, right? I walked pass the doorway to hear a gasp from both of them as I stood next to Exxion.

Looking at their faces they were clearly surprised to see me and our mother had tears falling down from her eyes.

"Are you really Kellina?" Our father asked me.

"I'm sorry, but I don't remember anything."

"Tell us, where did they find you?"

"In a room with only a veil inside" I answered.

"The same room they found your pendant." Our mother said.

"We can't be too sure, what if it's not her?" Our father said.

"Oh, Deus, look at her. She looks the exactly the same as she did all those years, the same when she disappeared."

"How did they confirm that she's really your sister, Exxion?"

"The Unspeakable mentioned having her hold my sister's prophecy which she has in her pockets from what I was told." Exxion answered.

"Do you have it with you?" I was asked.

I nodded and pulled out the marble in my pocket.

"A marble?" Our father looked at it.

"The lady who found me shrunk it for me." I answered.

Exxion unshrunk the orb for me, and I had to hold it with two hands. It lit up again and I could hear the same voice saying the same prophecy. Our father pulled out his own wand and tapped the orb saying something in latin. The voice repeated my fate and as it dimmed down; our mother then lunged at me hugging me tightly like how Exxion did.

"Oh, my baby, you're back. You're really back." She said and I could tell she was smiling as she hugged me. When she released me, she held my face with both of her hands looking at me with her tear streaked faced before kissing me on the head.

Our father approached me, kneeled in front of me and pulled me into a hug. The hug was warm, but I was confused inside. I felt compelled to hug them back, but I restrained myself from doing so. I have no memories of being from this world nor do I even know them. Even if they really are my parent's here, they're strangers to me even my so called younger brother, who is older than me right now. How old am I anyway?

"We have to have a feast." Our mother said getting to her feet. "I'll go to the kitchens and make your favourite."

Our mother entered the house just father stood up straight.

"Sally, she hasn't been this happy since you disappeared Ina."

"She's happy enough to..." I trailed off not knowing what Sally, our mother does when she's in a jolly state.

"Bake, dear sister." Exxion told me chuckling. "It's been a while since mother did bake. I miss the brownies and the cakes she makes."

"Yes." Deus, our father held his chin. "It has been a while but..."

"But?" I wondered.

Deus looked down at me.

"It's nothing dear. How about I let your younger brother here show you the house? You don't remember anything after all, must be the effects of time taking you from us."

"You know about my prophecy?" I asked him.

Deus smiled at me sadly. "Exxion, you go and show your sister to her room and the other rooms. I'll see you later at dinner."

I followed Exxion back into the house we went down the same hallway and turned left this time, not straight where the floo room was. The first door we approached he told me was the broom closet, where our brooms were and father's broom collection was placed. We passed the door and by passed a doorway which showed the dining room and through those swinging doors was the kitchen and from the kitchen I could hear singing.

"That's mother, she loves to sing when she bakes. The house elves love singing along with her." Exxion told me.

Just near the dining room was the stairs, we went up the stairs to the second floor. On the second floor, he showed me our library, an empty room he said that was used for spell practice or duelling or special occasions, our parent's master bedroom, his room that was half as large as our parent's room which also contained his study room and was pretty normal, but then he must be hiding something in here, and then there's my room.

My room had light green wallpaper with leaves as the design; there was a bookshelf which contained some wizard fairy tales, two or three language books, a herbology book, there's even one about notable wizards through the century, quidditch through the ages and others I didn't recognize. Beside the bookshelf was a comfortable looking armchair and on the other side of the bookshelf was a study desk and chair. The windows were on the far back of the room, a couple of feet away from my bed which was facing the bookshelf and desk. On the bed were two stuffed toys, a bear and the other one's a fox. There was also another door, when I opened it, it was walk-in closet and further in was my personal bathroom. I went back to where Exxion was lying on my bed. I stood there for a while before I decided to join him.

"What now?" I asked him.

"Don't you have any questions?"

"How old was I when I disappeared?"

"Nine, you didn't age the last I saw you."

"When was that?"

"On your birthday, the day you turned nine, June seven. Father brought you with him to work, he didn't know about your prophecy beforehand. It was only when you disappeared did your prophecy show up. It's been—"

I held up my hand to stop him from saying how long I disappeared, to be honest I didn't want to know, to me I felt old if I found out.

"You don't have to tell me how long it was, I'm fine with knowing when my birthday is." I told him.

Exxion chuckled then, I narrowed my eyes at him.

"I guess our roles are reversed then? I'm the older brother now, literally even."

"What are we, Exxion?" I asked him, although I already know the answer. It was just so we could talk about something. It was awkward being with him.

"You're a witch and I'm a wizard. We're one of the few on the world that can do magic with the wave of a wand."

"Our family is one of the sacred twenty eight, right?"

"Yes, how do you know that?"

"The lady that found me when she found out who I was she told me that the Fawley family is one of the sacred twenty eight."

"Yes, our family is one of the sacred twenty eight. Our family respects pureblood traditions, but isn't greatly affected by it. Like for example, one of the most traditional families like the Malfoys, they stuck to having only marriages with someone from a pureblood family. Our family, well, in our family tree, we don't have any muggleborn ancestors."

"What do you mean? Isn't that almost the same as having only pureblood ancestors?"

"We don't have any muggleborn ancestors, but we do have half-blood ancestors. There's a difference, dear sister. Our father is a pureblood, while our mother is a half-blood. Our aunt is a pureblood, and her husband is a half-blood."

"What about the other pureblood families?"

"Other families continued following the tradition of having only pureblood marriages, others are like our own, purebloods and half-bloods. Those that well grew to like or even embrace the muggles were called blood traitors."

"Why?"

"Because they liked muggles, it would have been tolerated if they didn't care much about muggles. Our history with the muggles isn't the prettiest and lots of children back then were killed on spot for using magic. They were children that had no idea how to protect themselves. They had forgotten what the muggles have done to those of our own kind."

"What do you think of that family, Exxion?"

"Personally? I don't know, but I don't like muggles. They scream and shout at what they don't understand and just call you a demon, a monster or a freak just for being able to do something they can't."

"Don't you think that we are freaks?" I turned my head to look at my brother.

"No. We're not freaks. We're just special." He answered turning his head to me. "And you're a witch that has to carry a burden."

"You also know about my prophecy?"

"Father told me when I turned twenty."

"When was that?"

"A year ago, he told me, that if he and mother weren't alive anymore it was up to me to help you when you come back."

"That's it? We're just going to let this prophecy happen?"

"You can't fight your own prophecy dear sister. It's bound to happen one way or the other. I asked father if there was a prophecy that never happened."

"What did he say?"

"He said prophecies are tricky and sometimes hard to understand. It came from the fates, and the fates have never been wrong."

"Well, that's just puzzling."

"Prophecies are part of the department of mysteries, there's no way you can find out anything in that department unless you were a seer as well."

"Is father a seer?"

"No."

"Then, why did he work in the department of mysteries?"

"Yeah, that I'm not sure about, I never thought of asking him that."

"Maybe it's the fates too?"

"Who knows?"

We lay there for a while for some seconds before there was a grumbling sound, Exxion laughed then.

"I don't know about you, dear sister, but I think the fates are trying to tell us that were hungry. Come on, maybe we can get a bite out of the pastry's mother made."

"Is she strict about not letting anyone have a bite before dinner?" I asked as I got to my feet as well.

"How about we find out? I don't remember since it has been years since she baked anything."

"If we do get in trouble, I'm saying it was your idea." I said as I followed him, he only laughed as we went to the kitchens.

Maybe getting to know them isn't a bad idea? I'm stuck here in this world. They know about my prophecy, but they don't know what I do know. It will be difficult to keep it, but I've kept a number of secrets in my life, what's another secret to worry about?

dov'è lei? = Where is she?

Mi dispiace ti ho sorpresa = I'm sorry did I surprise you?

Padre, madre, sono tornato = Father, Mother, I'm back

AN: I hope you liked my fic, Thank you for taking the time to read it!