**The Secret of the Sparrow: Harry Potter's Sister**

Prompt: Harry Potter’s sister

Having always considered himself a typical Hogwarts student, Harry never once imagined that he might have a sister. Raised alone by the Dursleys, he had there only been his cousin Dudley to contend with, leaving little room for thoughts about family beyond what was in his mind. However, new revelations would change everything. It was the summer after his fifth year at Hogwarts when a mysterious letter arrived at number four, Privet Drive. The envelope was ornate, distinguished with a crimson wax seal, embossed with a silver sparrow. Harry stood in disbelief, feeling as if he had been gently tapped on the shoulder by fate. The letter read: *Dear Mr. Potter,* *You are kindly summoned to attend a family reunion that concerns more than just family. Join us on the eighth of August at the Unseen Clearing in Orbey Woods, just beyond Hogsmeade. The details will reveal a truth not yet known to you. Please bring nothing but an open heart.* A wave of confusion rushed through Harry, spilling into a tumult of questions. Who could possibly be summoning him for a family reunion? And the mention of a secret? With each passing hour, the sense of intrigue only deepened. The Dursleys had been as unhelpful as ever, brushing off Harry's excitement with grunted disinterest. Determined, he finally decided to find answers. On the appointed day, Harry took the Hogwarts Express, a train that meant much more than just transportation at that moment. How strange it felt to be returning to this place of magic without friends or familiar faces! Leaving King’s Cross, he felt apprehensive, yet buoyed by an inexplicable sense of destiny. After disembarking at Hogsmeade, Harry followed narrow threads of paths, the landscape growing wilder, as if it were conscious of secrets nestled within. The Unseen Clearing, as described in the letter, was located on the outskirts of Orbey Woods—a forest known for its whispers and watchful shadows. As the skeletal trees loomed, and the sunlight fractured into scattered beams, Harry felt as if he was stepping into a different world entirely. Finally, he reached the clearing. To his amazement, the space was ethereal, illuminated by an iridescent glow, with small, delicate flowers carpeting the ground. A group of people stood in a circle, dressed in robes that shimmered like starlight. Among them, he recognized a familiar face: Luna Lovegood. Her usual dreamy expression was replaced by an intensity Harry had never seen. "Harry," she smiled softly, "I knew you would come." "What is this place? Who are all these people?" Harry asked, his heart racing with anticipation. "The gathering is for you, Harry. Your sister, Eris, has been waiting to meet you," Luna explained. A hush fell over the group as Luna gestured toward a figure standing slightly apart from the others. She was cloaked in a robe as radiant as the stars, and her hair danced like moonlight on water. Taking a step forward, Eris revealed herself, her eyes sparkling with warmth and wisdom. She was older than Harry, with the same shape of a face just softer and more ethereal. “I’ve been watching over you for many years, Harry,” she greeted him warmly. “I am your sister.” Harry stood there, the words spinning in his mind. “Sister? But how? I’ve always been alone.” Eris smiled gently, a reassurance that filtered through Harry’s bewilderment. “You were never alone. I am the result of magic woven from the sacrifices and love of our parents. After their passing, I was taken away for my safety, raised in the shadows where magic coursed through the earth like an air. I’ve spent years searching for you.” “What do you mean, you were taken?” Harry’s voice had a tremor. “Didn’t our parents want us together?” “They did, but after the attack, they feared for my safety as much as yours. I was hidden away from the world you came to know—an enchanted place whose existence remained secret. Once your name filled the pages of history and fame, they decided it was time to unite us.” Harry’s breath hitched as the weight of those words sunk in. To have a sister, to share that connection—it flickered warmth in his chest that he had never anticipated. “To carry on the family legacy, we need to understand our bond,” Eris continued. “We are capable of magic greater than anyone realizes. You’ve faced darkness, Harry, and I sense that we could emerge stronger together.” Under the heavy canopy of emerald leaves, the air crackled with potential. Harry felt energy swirling around him, yearning to be harnessed. “But what kind of magic?” he asked eagerly. “It is the magic of the heart. Together, we could heal wounds that run deep. The darkness that loomed over our parents is crawling back, and we must stand against it.” Eris summoned a delicate wisp of shimmering light, enchanting it to dance in the air. Intrigued, Harry took a step closer and replicated her gesture. Light emanated from him, intertwining with hers. Their magic twirled around as if it were alive, building a bridge of luminous connection—a testament to their new-found bond. It was as if pieces of their souls merged in that moment, revealing strength previously untapped. Over the course of the next few days, Harry and Eris grew closer, sharing stories of their lives, hopes, and dreams. They texted each other every night, weaving threads of communication as they navigated a world fallen into chaos once again. Eris introduced Harry to the forgotten spells that connected them, allowing him to wield magic he had never believed possible. As the eighth of August drew to a close and the shadows stretched long across the clearing, Harry knew that his sister was not simply a revelation but a part of himself awakened. Myriad paths lay before them, and together, they would begin to carve out a destiny filled with love, courage, and mutually reassuring magic. In his heart, Harry felt anchored and uplifted as he bid farewell to the Unseen Clearing. He knew that the boy who had experienced magic alone had now found a companion—his sister, a brilliant light against the encroaching darkness. Their story was only beginning, despite the uncertain world that awaited. Together, they would brave whatever waited beyond the veil, finally sharing the magic that had long flared within their blood.