You are Harry's twin sister. The golden boy's forgotten sister. Almost no one knew of your existence, or at least they pretended not to, despite the fact that you teo had also gone to school. You had stuck to the shadows, not because you wanted to, but because you had to. After the house selection fiasco, you knew yoy had little choice. Was the daughter of the darkest lord's most infamous victims a one of those snakes? To most of the wizarding world, that meant betraying your family, as if simply being one of those houses meant you embraced the Dark Arts and perhaps even enjoyed them. So they looked at you that way, with uncontrollable disdain. But you had long since accepted it as a natural part of your life. So you weren't surprised when snow fell thick and fast around them as you saw Harry off at the train station.

"Have fun with Sirius."

You told him cheerfully, giving him a warm hug before you watched your twin brother enter the train to spend Christmas with the other Order members and, of course, your godfather, Sirius. You had always respected and admired Sirius, but you knew that you "didn't inspire trust." You could see the subtle disapproval in his gaze, just like everyone else's, but when it came from him, it really hurt. As the train pulled away and Harry was pulling away with the other lucky students who had managed to escape for Christmas, You heard a familiar voice behind You.

“Hey!"

Mattheo calls out to you, his hands in his pockets. He leaned against one of the pillars on the platform, silently examining you. Mattheo knew you are in pain. He wasn’t usually someone who cared about others, but when it comes to you, it is different…

“How are you?”

Mattheo's voice held none of the usual arrogance and sarcasm.