Leila Potter

Everyone was in the Weasley kitchen, enjoying another one of Molly's delicious meals when she made the announcement.

"Everyone," started Molly, "as you all know, the party is tomorrow and I have some news." All the Weasley kids and company looked at each other. "A special friend of your father's and mine, as well as Remus's will be joining us as well."

Chatter arose. "Who is she," asked Ginny curiously.

"You'll see," was the mysterious answer from her mother.

Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny were ensconced in Ron's attic room, discussing the impending arrival of the mysterious friend.

"Reckon we know him?" asked Ron, munching on sweets.

"Or her," Hermione and Ginny responded together, rolling their eyes.

"Right, or her. Harry, mate, do you have an idea?" asked Ron, turning to his best friend.

"Hmm, what?" Harry looked up. "Oh, no. But it seems very..." He seemed lost for words.

"Odd," finished Hermione.

"Yeah, odd. I dunno, it's just so sudden. What if this...person, turns out to be-I don't know-bad?" he asked in trepidation.

"Harry," laughed his girlfriend, Ginny, "You're so paranoid. Relax, it'll be fine." With a wink at Hermione, Ginny sat on Harry's lap and proceeded to distract him.

"Oi! Brother still here!" Ron blubbered in outrage, standing up.

"Mmf, go away Ronnie," muttered Ginny, covering Harry's mouth with hers once again. Harry's hands moved to grasp the back of her neck and her waist.

"Gross! Come on, Hermione, let's go." With one last look of disgust at the snogging couple, Ron dragged Hermione out of his room and downstairs.

The next day, everyone was settled in the living room with drinks and food. A comfortable chatter had settled as everyone waited for Remus to arrive with the mystery friend.

Harry and Ginny were sitting on the loveseat talking to Ron and Hermione who were situated on the floor. Kingsley and Tonks were discussing Auror business in the corner while Fred, George, Charlie, Bill and Arthur were arguing about Quidditch. Molly and Fleur were discussing British versus French recipes when they all heard the kitchen door open.

"My, the Burrow hasn't changed a bit," said an unfamiliar female voice.

Remus laughed. "That's because you and your father always kept it cluttered, or so I've heard."

The mysterious friend giggled. "Yes, well, we were too busy visiting James and my aunt and uncle over at the manor, that we never had time or energy to clean up."

"Ah, the manor. Such memories," reminisced Remus as he led the woman through the kitchen.

"Yes ind-" the woman stopped short at the doorway. Harry noticed her eyes seemed a little glazed over. She was a woman of average height, not much taller than Harry himself, with long black hair, kind hazel eyes, and a mischievous air about her. Remus just sighed and pulled Leila into the living room.

"Leila," he called to her softly. "Leila." He snapped his fingers in front of her face. That woke her up.

"Sorry. Just…memories," she chuckled as she shook her head gently. Remus smiled knowingly.

"You mean, like that time you let Charlie and Dora escape and you couldn't find them for five hours, even though they were in the treehouse." Everyone laughed as Leila flushed bright red.

"Shut up, Remus. Or I'll tell some stories I'm sure you don't want them-" she jabbed her finger to the teenagers, "-to hear." Remus scowled. "So, where's your wife? I want to warn her about your 'dropping people in the lake' tendencies!" she declared whilst glaring at her old friend. Remus groaned good naturedly.

"Let it go, Leila. That was 20 years ago."

"And I shall never forget!" she cried dramatically. Leila turned to Tonks and stage whispered, "He threw me in the lake after he found out that I ate all his chocolate. The boy had a HUGE stash and he never shared. Besides, it was an emergency," she winked and then shrugged her shoulders.

As expected, everyone laughed. Remus cleared his throat as he introduced his companion. "Everyone, this is a very old friend of mine-" he was cut off when Leila demanded half angrily, half laughingly, "is that a crack at my age?"

Remus replied with all the seriousness he could muster, "It is indeed." But the twinkle in his eyes belied him.

Leila gasped and then laughed. "Anyway, Remus. You were saying," she gestured towards him.

Remus glared at Leila and then continued. "As I was saying," another glare, "this is an old friend of mine. We met back in 7th year when she joined us at Hogwarts. May I present, the lovable, annoying and mischievous, Leila Potter."

The room gasped, glanced at Harry and back to Leila. No one missed the now clear resemblance in the shape of the eyes, the height and most importantly the hair.

"Told you that they would react like this," Leila muttered to her old friend. She felt uncomfortable as everyone scrutinized her.

"Just give it time," Remus replied soothingly, wrapping an arm around Leila and giving her a one-arm hug.

Just then, Hermione spoke up. "Who exactly are you?" she demanded suspiciously, still glancing between Harry and the stranger.

Molly answered the witch's query. "This is Harry's aunt, Leila Potter."

So, I'm updating the chapters as I've noticed errors and inconsistencies. Hopefully, you'll all enjoy the updates. As always, review please!

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