The Remembered

Synopsis of the first one: Holly Phillips is really the long lost daughter of James and Lily Potter, though the only people aware of this are Albus Dumbledore, Remus Lupin, and Sirius Black. Holly is and has been close friends with Lupin ever since she was four years old. Now, she's in her final year of Hogwarts. She has been writing to Cedric Diggory over the summer, and is best friends with the Weasley twins and Lee Jordan. She was once a very neutral person, but ever since she discovered she was a Potter, her personality has surfaced and she has turned out to be quite a short-tempered and sarcastic person indeed (I love people like that, don't you?) Enjoy your read!

Summary: Sequel to "The Forgotten," though one does not have to read that to understand this. What happens when a nosey reporter finds out Holly's secret? And what happens when she's not the only one who found out…

Chapter One: In Which Holly Falls Asleep into Her Mashed Potatoes

Holly stared in wonder at the letter she had read for the eighth time. Her jaw was slightly open and her eyes her scanning over the words. She had to take out a quill and underline a few to believe it fully. "They changed at the last second…" she underlined. "Sirius is innocent…" she underlined. And the thing she was most astonished with was the line: "It was Peter. Peter betrayed your parents."

"I knew it…" Holly whispered with a grin. "I was right all along!" The door to her compartment slid open and she stuffed the letter in her pocket.

"Blimey! Why is it always raining when we go to Hogwarts?" George asked as he stumbled in.

"Damn Bagman!" Fred swore. "Who does he think he is, cheating us out of his money like that?"

"He still refuses to give you your money, then?" said Holly. Lee ran into the compartment and hastily shut the door. He was panting heavily.

"Any of you seen Ho- oh, hello, Holly…" Lee grinned. Holly frowned.

"What'd you do?" Fred and Holly said at the same time. Fred sounded excited and had a grin on his face but Holly looked at Lee accusingly. He gave her an innocent smile.

"I haven't done anything. Just, um, stay away from Oliver Wood for a while." Holly was about to open her mouth to say something when she heard someone pounding on the compartment door.
"Heh heh… don't open that…" said Lee with the same nervous smile on his face.

"JORDAN!" cried the voice behind the door. "Jordan, I know you're in there!"

"Oliver?" Holly called, frowning and standing up to open the door. "Is that you?"

"NO!" Lee cried, but he was too late. Holly slid open the door.

"Oliver, what are you doing here?" Oliver seemed very angry.

"I'm not supposed to be here."

"I know that. But you are."

"Hiya, Oliver!" Fred and George chirped with identical smiles on their face. They were standing shoulder to shoulder.

"You're hiding him, aren't you? Step aside and show the son-of-a-bitch!" Fred and George gladly did so to reveal a cowering Lee.

"Traitors," Lee muttered. Oliver was fuming as he stepped towards Lee, but Holly held him back.

"What did he do?"
"I chased him all the way on this train!"

"What did he do?" Holly repeated. Oliver shoved a picture in her face. Holly stared at it, then at Lee.

"You little—"

"What is it?" Fred took the picture from Holly's hands and burst out laughing. George leaned into see and joined in. Lee had a picture of Oliver, with no shirt, kissing Holly very passionately on Professor Snape's desk.

"He was showing that thing to everyone and now I have no way of getting off this train except at Hogwarts!" Lee was still grinning nervously.

"You're merciful, Oliver! A great Quidditch captain, one of the best!" he said.

"Flattery will get you no where, Jordan!"

"Give me that picture!" Holly yanked it out of the Fred's hands. He was too busy laughing to notice. "How the hell did you do this, Jordan!" Holly demanded.

"A little bit of magic goes a long way!" Jordan replied with a smile.

"We both know that this never happened!" Holly snapped.

"Yeah, but the others don't!"

"Let me at him!" Holly growled.
"Whoa, there Holly!" George said, holding her back. He had his eyes on the picture and Oliver noticed.

"Say, Holly, you might want to burn that before Fred and George get any ideas."
"You're right, Oliver!" Holly took out her wand and shrieked an incantation. The spell backfired and Holly's face was black. Fred and George started laughing all over again.

"It's a fire repellent spell, Hol!" Lee pointed out. "Any fire spell you throw at it will blow up in your face… so to speak…" Now Holly was very angry.

"Do you know what will happen when Snape sees this???"
"Yeah! That's why it's so great!" Lee started laughing himself.

"Give me that!" Oliver took the picture from Holly and ripped it in two. He then ripped it again and continued ripping it until it was in tiny pieces. He walked over to the window, opened it, and let the pieces fly in the wind. He then turned to Lee again.

"As for you!" he said. "Because of you I have no way of getting out of here until we get to Hogsmead station!"

"Wait, Oliver," Fred stepped in. "Didn't you say the first thing you were going to do when you graduated was get your Aparating license?"

"Yeah but… wait, hey yeah!" Oliver cried, suddenly happy again. "Thanks for reminding me George. And you!" he said to Lee. "I'll deal with YOU later!" and with that, he disappeared. Lee let out a sigh of relief.

"Don't you dare think you're off the hook yet, Jordan!" Holly shook her finger at the boy.

"Yikes!" Lee began to cower in the corner. Holly grinned.

"Oh, I am going to enjoy this!"

With a grin and feeling much better, Holly exited the train with a spring on her step. She spotted her brother and her grin widened.

"Hi, Hagrid!" she heard him yell at the giant.

"All righ' Harry?" he bellowed in reply. "See yeh at the feast if we don' drown!" Holly skipped over to them.

"Ow! Watch it!" Lee groaned. He scowled painfully after Holly as George helped him out of the train. Fred was still chuckling.

"Don't worry, Lee. We'll mend that broken arm of yours… And that black eye there… and we already tried fixing that split lip, didn't we? Oh, and I forgot about when she kneed you in the—"

"Shut UP George!" Lee snapped. "I thought Holly never got mad."
"Yeah, well she's been getting angry a lot easier these days. I remember the times when we could do anything we wanted to her and she'd just laugh and let it pass. Those were the good ol' days!"

"Well what made her so cranky then?" Lee asked, rubbing his left shoulder. "Ow, I think she dislocated my shoulder too."

"Well, we saw her at the Quidditch Cup and she lost this letter that someone sent her and she went ballistic! She was all paranoid and accusing people of taking it. She was a real bitch until she found it in her pocket." said George.

"Who was the letter from?" Lee asked.

"Um… Lupin. You remember Lupin, right?" Lee looked at George as if he'd just asked him if he knew it was raining.

"No, George, I don't remember a thing that happened last year except the part where I hit you over the head with the sledge hammer!" Lee's voice dripped with sarcasm.

"Right, right, right." George nodded.

"Some weather we're having, eh Harry?" Holly said, cheerily. She caught her brother and his friends right before they stepped into their carriage.

"Yeah, sure." Harry shrugged.

"Could I share a carriage with—"

"Oy! Holly!" Fred whistled. Holly cringed and Ron noticed, though his friends were preoccupied. Hermione had already dashed into the carriage to try and keep as dry as she could. Harry was looking at the abused Lee Jordan who was between the twins and had an arm slung over a shoulder of each of them.

"What happened to Lee?" Harry whispered to Ron. Ron couldn't answer. He was still trying to figure out why Holly didn't want his brothers along. Well, actually, he couldn't blame her. He didn't want them around half the time. But Holly was one of their closest friends.

Holly forced a smile.

"Hi, boys."

"You two get in the carriage." George pushed his brother up into the carriage. "We'll catch the next one."

"But—"

"Holly, you owe it to Lee!" Fred gave her a sweet face. "After what you did to him…"

"Wait, YOU did that to Lee?" Ron grinned. Lee frowned.

"I played a great prank on her and Oliver Wood and she got mad."

"We gave him eight points for originality," George chirped.

"A perfect ten for the tempers of the victims," Fred added with a grin.

"But a sorrowful four for how the mission was carried out," George said with a frown.

"He should have let professional pranksters like us carry it out, eh George?"
"Absolutely!" George nodded.

With a laugh, Harry told them, "Well, see you at the castle then!" and he stepped into the carriage. Holly glared at the three of them.

"I needed to talk to those three!"

"Don't worry. Oy! Neville! Want to ride with Harry, Ron and Hermione?" Lee called. Neville shrugged. "OK." Fred helped him into the carriage.

"There, now they won't be lonely." Lee grinned.

"Come on then, Holly, in you go!" Fred held the door open to the next carriage for her. Holly forced another smile.

"Thank you, Frederic!" And for the rest of the ride, she wore an unpleasant and annoyed scowl on her face.

Holly stepped out of the carriage, still in a bad mood.

"Hey Holly. I was looking for you on the train. Lee Jordan had this picture he was showing around—"

"Don't remind me, Cedric." Holly sighed, exasperated. Cedric grinned.

"I really enjoyed your letters. You have wacky relatives."
"If you're talking about Remus, he's not really my relative, just like my relative." Cedric laughed.

"Yeah, I knew you two were friends but I didn't know you knew him since you were a baby… Um, about your dad…" Cedric paused and tried to read Holly's expression. She gave him a weak smile to let him know it was OK.
"Ced, he's been dead for four and a half years. It's OK." Cedric nodded.

"I knew that, I was just checking. Well, you know, he knew my dad?" Holly looked slightly surprised.

"The Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures?" Cedric nodded and laughed again.

"Yeah, actually, your dad was my dad's boss." Holly chortled.

"You mean your dad worked for mine?" Cedric nodded with a slight smile.

"If it means anything, my dad really admired yours. I remember him coming home one night and talking to my mom. 'That man!' he said. 'Some will say he's flirting with danger, some will say his ways will some day get him arrested or fired, but I think it takes real courage for a man to stand up to the Minister like he did!' He said something about protesting the arrest of a man who owned a flock of docile doxies. You wouldn't happen to know what that was about, would you?" Holly grinned, remembering the time.
"Yeah…" she sighed. "The incident was discussed at my house too. I wasn't supposed to be listening of course, but do you think that stopped me? I listened in from the hall. My parents were fighting about it. My mom kept yelling at my dad demanding why he did something as stupid as question the law to the Minister's face. There had been complaints about doxies attacking children in the neighborhood and it was common knowledge that Mr. Greenwood owned a menagerie of strange and interesting animals, a flock of doxies being one of them. And so the Ministry immediately jumped to the conclusion that the doxies in Mr. Greenwood's personal zoo were the cause of all the commotion. However, all of Mr. Greenwood's animals were domesticated, including his doxies. And Dad refused to arrest the man for lack of evidence. Fudge himself demanded why he was doing it. He even got suspended from his job until the Ministry found that there were other doxies in town in greater numbers." Cedric laughed.

"And I'm sure Fudge was quick to admit he was wrong," he said, wryly.

"Hardly!" Holly cried. They both laughed. Finally, Cedric sighed.

"I regret to say that I never knew him, Hol, but I heard your father was a great man. My dad really admired him. I wish I could have met him."

"Aw, thanks, Ced!"

"I'm gonna go to my table now, before the sorting starts," Cedric said. "See you later!"

"Bye!" Holly sat down next to the Weasley twins and listened to the names called and the people being sorted. She was one of the only people who found the hat's song and the little first years being issued houses boring. And so, she rested her head on her hands and waited for the food to appear. When it came to the end of the Ps and Graham Pritchard was put into Slytherin, Holly felt her eyelids become heavy. The gabbing voices around her, including those of Lee Jordan and the twins were becoming faint. After what seemed like seconds, Dumbeldore's voice came as if from far away.

"I… only two words… Tuck in." Holly wasn't even hungry enough to lift her head to eat.

The twins and Lee decided not to bother her, seeing as they were talking about her anyway.

"Do you think the reason she's been cranky lately is because she hasn't gotten enough sleep?" Lee asked. Fred and George shrugged.

"I'm beginning to like her less now that she's developed a personality," Lee murmured.

"What are you talking about?" Fred cried, surprised. "I like her attitude! I think it's great! Now she's more fun to play jokes on because she'll actually get mad!"

Holly heard their voices faintly, but that's all of the conversation she heard. The mumbles of her friends died down and there was silence in the hall and she could only assume Dumbledore was about to make his speech. She ignored it completely.

"Now that we are all fed and watered…" Holly didn't even sit up. However, there was one part of the speech that caught her attention.

"The Inter-House Quidditch Cup will not take place this year." Holly snapped to attention and gaped at Dumbledore. She then looked at the twins who were opening and closing their mouths in silent protest, too appalled to speak. Surely he couldn't have meant it. Surely, through her drowsy hearing, she had heard wrong. Dumbledore continued.

"This is due to an event that will be starting in October, and continuing throughout the school year taking up much of the teacher's time and energy…"

"Oh, just say what it is you git!" Holly muttered. Fred and George both raised their eyebrows in identical looks of skepticism.

"Did you just call Dumbledore a git?"

"…That this year at Hogwarts—" but the headmaster was interrupted as lightning flashed and the doors to the Great Hall swung open. Holly examined the figure that stood in the doorway doubtfully. His physical appearance was not to attractive at all. There was not a part of his body that wasn't scarred. He had a mob of scraggy hair and two very different eyes. One was large and electric blue and moved every which way. The other was a normal small brown eye.

His name was Alaster "Mad-Eye" Moody. Holly would know that eye anywhere. Her father always said it sent shivers up his spine. But however unnerved her father was by Moody's eye, the Auror was always more anxious.

Dumbledore introduced him as their new Defense Against Dark Arts teacher and continued with what he was about to say— There was a Tournament to take place at school this year. The Tri-Wizard Tournament. By the way the twins eyes lit up at the words, Holly knew that they were planning something. She sighed and swiftly went back to sleep.