Moestitia Liberi

Author's note: This story is non-HBP/DH or Sirius' death compliant. Also, it takes place right when Harry turns 17, so before 7th year. Thought you should know before it started.

Hermione received a letter on July 30th in the late afternoon from a Gringotts house elf. The elf popped into her bedroom, handed her the letter, and popped back out again. She wiped her eyes and broke the seal. Her parents had told her, two days previously, she had been left on their doorstep in the United States. They weren’t sure how old she was so they decided that her birthday would be on they day she was given to them, September 19th and thought that she was nearly two years old so decided that that would be her age.

The letter, it seemed, was from her birth mother.

My daughter,
I am so sorry that you were not raised by your fathers, grandfather, and I. The simple fact that you’re reading this letter means that the unthinkable has occurred and we were killed. I hope with all of my heart that you were well taken care of by the family who took you in. Unfortunately, I fear that you’re with my sister and for this I am so very sorry. I know how she feels about magic and what life with her is like.
Petunia is not my sister, though. Her muggle family adopted me. My true father found me during my last year at Hogwarts and told me the truth. I have been with him ever since, as have both of your fathers.
Yes, you have two fathers. We’re not sure which of the two of them is your actual father though. Just remember that all three of us truly love you and your brother. You have a twin, my child. The name you would know him by is Harry Potter. This is not his true name, but I know he will tell you what it is. I do not know what name you’re going by right now, so I will tell you what the name your fathers and I gave you. It is Aurora Dracen Enya Potter Black Riddle. Sirius and James, your fathers, each picked out a name for you, as did I. My choice was Enya, James’ was Aurora, and Sirius’ was Dracen.
Your grandfather, Tom Riddle, has been manipulated by another evil. Dumbledore is far more power hungry than anyone thinks. He refuses to let anyone get in his way, including my father who was well on his way to becoming the Minister for Magic. My father did not kill us, he couldn't. I had returned his sainity by going with him. If we are dead, we are dead by Dumbledore's hand.
There are people you can trust, Aurora. I do not know of your friends, but I know of my own. You can trust your Aunts Bella and Cissy, Uncle Lucius, the LeStrange brothers, and Severus with you life. They will protect you. They were the only ones, aside from my father, that Sirius, James, and I could trust with the knowledge that we're soulmates, all of us. Your grandfather will protect you as well. They do love you, no matter what picture has been painted of them by that meddling old man.
There is one more thing, Aurora. You might be getting a creature inheratince. I don't know what the creature will be because there are many possiblities from any part of this family. I do know that if you do, so will your brother. It would be best, in this case, for the two of you to be together for your birthday. As today should be the 30th of July, go to your brother so that you will be together at midnight tonight.
I don't know if any inchantments have been placed on you, but just in case they have I will tell you this. Your natural hair color is deep, blood red and your eyes are emerald green. Your hair, if it's long, should be wavy like mine. If these things were changed about you, it is to keep your identity a secret. You should have no trouble getting rid of the changes, should you want to.
Aurora, go with your brother and find my father, Tom Riddle. You would know him as Lord Voldemort. He will protect you and your brother, I swear it. Dumbledore may have put a spell on them so that they do not remember you. Wait until tomorrow, your birthday, before finding him. That should break the spell.
Show this letter to your brother so he will know it's you.
Your mother,
Lilian Riddle Potter

Hermione put the letter down."At least I won't have to go to an American adoption agency to find out who my parents are," She said to herself. "Aurora Dracen Enya Potter Black Riddle," She said the name aloud to herself. "Right, to Harry."

Aurora stood and quickly packed her trunk of the most important things. "Hermione? Where are you going?"

"My name is not Hermione. It's Aurora and I'm going to find my brother and then my grandfather," She turned to face the two people she had thought were her parents. "Thank you, for everything," They'd never been close, both of them prefered their dental practice to raising a daughter, but they had still raised her. Smiling at them, she left the house. She flagged the Knight Bus and made her way to Harry's house on Privet drive.

When she arrived it was to find that the muggles weren't there. She knocked on the door and waited for Harry. "Hermione?" He opened the door.

"Aurora, please. Here," She handed him the letter.

"You're joking right?"

"Nope," Harry grinned at her and pulled her into the house. "So I take it you already got your letter?"

"Yes and I want to know why Sirius never told us."

"Mum said that Dumbledore may have put a spell on everyone who knew us when we were little. But I want to know what your real name is."

"It's Damian Abraxas Charlus Potter Black Riddle. What's yours?"

"Aurora Dracen Enya Potter Black Riddle. She did tell you about Granddad then?"

"Yes, but I'm confused. Why has he tried to kill me then?"

"He probably doesn't realize it's you or it's been Dumbledore manipulating him like Mum said. When are the Dursleys getting back?"

"Later tonight. Come on, my room's this way," Damian led his sister up to his bedroom. "Do you think we'll get a creature inheritance?" He asked

"I have no idea, but Mum said we might. Damian, what happened when Granddad connected to your mind in 5th year? During the battle?" Aurora asked.

Damian sighed and laid back on his small bed. "I don't really remember. Sometimes I think he was trying to tell me something and other times I think he was taunting me about my inablity to hurt Bellatrix. Which makes sense now, knowing that she was friends with Mum and Dad."

Aurora nodded her agreement. "Tomorrow, we'll find Sirius and see why he didn't tell us before now, okay?"

"And then on to Granddad," Damian agreed. "Why has he hidden my only family from me? He could've at least told me about you."

"He never intended for us to meet, I think. I was brought to the Grangers when they still lived in the United States. We moved to England when I was five," Aurora thought she'd been six at the time because that's what she'd been told, but she now knew how old she'd really been. "And I guess he never thought we would move here so he thought nothing of me when I came to Hogwarts," She shrugged.

"You'll have to hide up here after the Dursley's get home," Damian spoke after a couple of minutes of silence. His sister nodded in acceptance. The two of them sat in silence for a little while longer.

"What about Ginny and Ron?" She asked.

"I'm not sure. I know Ron at the very least will never believe what's going on and probably think we're under some sort of curse. I have no clue about Ginny though. I mean, was that really our grandfather in her head during our 2nd year? If it was, she'll be with us. If not, she won't."

"Unless she thinks it was Granddad and really it was Dumbledore. That might screw everything up then." Suddenly, Damian jumped up, grinning like a madman and spun around in a circle with his arms outstretched. "What the hell?"

"Sorry," He calmed down but was still grinning. "I just realized what this means. I can have Draco now, Rory. Do you care if I call you Rory?" He added the question.

"No, I think I like it," She tilted her head to the side. "And what do you mean about Draco?"

"Oh right. Well do you remember that I had a huge crush on someone and I refused to tell anyone who he is?"

"Draco."

"Exactly."

"That's so exciting! I'm so happy for you already," Rory grinned at her brother. The two of them settled down to wait for their birthday. They still had a few hours left to go, which they spent planning things they would do once they were 17. The top of the list though, was finding Sirius.

At one minute to midnight the two of the stared at the clock, willing the minute to pass quickly. They grinned at each other the instant the clock changed from 11.59 to 12.00. Their grins faded as they each felt a sharp pain start in the base of their spines.

Author's note: I know, it's a horrible place to stop. Firstly, I want to mention that the ideas I use in here, I've gotten from a few different sources and blended them together. I don't claim that this is an original thought and I know there will be cliches in it. Such is life, get over it, and don't flame me because you think it's over done. FYI, there's a bit in here from Twins by Arsenic Requiem, Circumstances of Change by Drakontas Koritsi (though the part that I'm using from her isn't in her story yet, so I won't tell you what it is. Ah, the benefits of being her friend.), and a few other fics that I can't remember the names of. The two authors I mentioned though, are where Hermione got her new name. Which, I will refer to Harry and Hermione as Damian and Aurora or some variation for the rest of the story. Also, if anyone has a nickname for Damian they would like to pass along to me, please do as I'm having trouble coming up with one. Finally, yes this story is correctly listed in the m/m category for Draco/Harry's relationship. I don't know who I'm pairing Hermione with yet. Any suggestions are most welcome. Thank you! -Bella