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Summary: Harry's sixteen, and in his sixth year at Hogwarts. There's been someone missing from his past for fifteen years. What happens when that someone turns up at Hogwarts on Halloween night; not knowing anything about her past either..his sister?
SIRIUS IS NOT DEAD IN THIS STORY! I repeat NOT dead!!
Prologue....
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A beautiful red haired; green eyed women stepped out onto the platform of room 351.
She turned her neck; looking to her right trying to relocate where the exit was. Once her eyes had finally spotted it, she began to move down the chilly hallway of the OBGYN ward at Swedish Medical Center.
She knew by the way she was grinning, that she must have looked like a child hyped up on candy. She was in to good of a mood to let the strange looks she was receiving by the passersby to put her down. She held her head high as she kept on walking down the chilly hallway; turning towards the exit.
After she descended down three flights of stairs and was finally outside. She sighed to herself as she looked up at the beautiful sky; the sun was still dangling between the clouds as the moon was fighting to overpower it, as night took over the city.
She turned and started heading towards the nearest alleyway right behind the hospital. Once she had found a spot that she thought would suit her well, she turned her head looking outward for any signs of Muggles, since she was in the Muggle part of London.
With a small 'pop' she apparated to her cottage; where her husband awaited her arrival.
Once she was safely into her neighborhood she pulled out her wand from her purse. She turned and started walking towards her house, which lay three blocks ahead of her.
The news she just received from her doctor was not news she was expecting, nor had her or her husband even come to that conclusion. She rested her hand on her huge and still growing belly, smiling to herself even more. This woman was in her fourth month of pregnancy. She was too lost in her thoughts, that she didn't even realize that she had already passed two blocks and had now entered her own street.
Realizing how tired she was, she stifled a short yawn, continuing her walk towards her destination. After taking in a full day of work, then a doctor's appointment, it was normal to feel this way. She was just starting to learn the phrase 'working when your pregnant exhaust the hell out of you.' Well whoever said that, they weren't lying, and she was only in her second trimester. Finally reaching her house, she pushed the gate open and proceeded up the narrow cement path that lead up to the steps of the door.
The minute her body entered the cottage, the smell of chicken reached her nostrils.
'He must be cooking.'
"Lily is that you?" a man's voice called out from behind the door that lend into the kitchen.
"Yes love," she responded, throwing her purse into the arm chair next to her, and putting her wand back into her robes. A tall handsome man with untidy midnight hair; and beautiful hazel eyes, had entered the room with a towel rag held beneath his hands.
He leaned in and kissed her, as she kissed back, she could feel her body growing even more exhausted by the minute. Once they broke apart the man put the towel rag into his back pocket.
"James are you cooking?" she asked spectacle, knowing her husband hadn't cook a meal in over four months. The night they found out they were pregnant to be exact.
"Yes actually I am, I know how much you've been craving chicken, so I thought I would get off work early and make dinner," he replied with a boyish shrug.
She was a bit surprised at her husband's tactics. But she had a feeling he knew he was going to have to start kissing ass in the next few weeks as the date for there new arrival was coming in six months, but she was thankful all the same.
She turned her back on him, and proceeded into the living room; collapsing onto the couch. Finally giving into her tired body's pleas. With a huge intake of breath she let out a very long outtake while getting comfortable on the soft cotton, her husband eyeing her.
"So how was the healer appointment?" he asked, turning back into the kitchen.
She was too exhausted to yell out to him. She still had butterflies pinching at her stomach, remembering the news she had to say, smiling to herself she called back.
"Er -- can you come out here for a second?"
A few seconds later he returned, but not with the same cheerful look he greeted her with at the door, but with a worried look on his face.
"Is everything alright, is the baby okay?" he asked timidly, rushing forward towards her.
"Er -- it's like adding more to the baby if you know what I mean," she answered back, but she knew the minute those words rolled off her tongue they would have no impact on her husband whatsoever.
"Lily what happened?" he asked. She could tell from the tone in his voice he was extremely worried, and the guessing games weren't as much fun for her anymore.
With a lot of effort she pushed herself off the couch. Clutching her belly to her, as she arched her back. She walked over to her husband. She looked him deep in the eyes as she intertwined their hands together. She took a deep breath and leaned in and gave him a leather soft kiss on the lips. She smiled at him, but she didn't get one in return. She backed away from him, but not to much to wear they lost eye contact. She let go of one of his hands and placed it on her belly.
"James love - we're having twins..."
Summary: Harry's sixteen, and in his sixth year at Hogwarts. There's been someone missing from his past for fifteen years. What happens when that someone turns up at Hogwarts on Halloween night; not knowing anything about her past either..his sister?
SIRIUS IS NOT DEAD IN THIS STORY! I repeat NOT dead!!
Prologue....
~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`
A beautiful red haired; green eyed women stepped out onto the platform of room 351.
She turned her neck; looking to her right trying to relocate where the exit was. Once her eyes had finally spotted it, she began to move down the chilly hallway of the OBGYN ward at Swedish Medical Center.
She knew by the way she was grinning, that she must have looked like a child hyped up on candy. She was in to good of a mood to let the strange looks she was receiving by the passersby to put her down. She held her head high as she kept on walking down the chilly hallway; turning towards the exit.
After she descended down three flights of stairs and was finally outside. She sighed to herself as she looked up at the beautiful sky; the sun was still dangling between the clouds as the moon was fighting to overpower it, as night took over the city.
She turned and started heading towards the nearest alleyway right behind the hospital. Once she had found a spot that she thought would suit her well, she turned her head looking outward for any signs of Muggles, since she was in the Muggle part of London.
With a small 'pop' she apparated to her cottage; where her husband awaited her arrival.
Once she was safely into her neighborhood she pulled out her wand from her purse. She turned and started walking towards her house, which lay three blocks ahead of her.
The news she just received from her doctor was not news she was expecting, nor had her or her husband even come to that conclusion. She rested her hand on her huge and still growing belly, smiling to herself even more. This woman was in her fourth month of pregnancy. She was too lost in her thoughts, that she didn't even realize that she had already passed two blocks and had now entered her own street.
Realizing how tired she was, she stifled a short yawn, continuing her walk towards her destination. After taking in a full day of work, then a doctor's appointment, it was normal to feel this way. She was just starting to learn the phrase 'working when your pregnant exhaust the hell out of you.' Well whoever said that, they weren't lying, and she was only in her second trimester. Finally reaching her house, she pushed the gate open and proceeded up the narrow cement path that lead up to the steps of the door.
The minute her body entered the cottage, the smell of chicken reached her nostrils.
'He must be cooking.'
"Lily is that you?" a man's voice called out from behind the door that lend into the kitchen.
"Yes love," she responded, throwing her purse into the arm chair next to her, and putting her wand back into her robes. A tall handsome man with untidy midnight hair; and beautiful hazel eyes, had entered the room with a towel rag held beneath his hands.
He leaned in and kissed her, as she kissed back, she could feel her body growing even more exhausted by the minute. Once they broke apart the man put the towel rag into his back pocket.
"James are you cooking?" she asked spectacle, knowing her husband hadn't cook a meal in over four months. The night they found out they were pregnant to be exact.
"Yes actually I am, I know how much you've been craving chicken, so I thought I would get off work early and make dinner," he replied with a boyish shrug.
She was a bit surprised at her husband's tactics. But she had a feeling he knew he was going to have to start kissing ass in the next few weeks as the date for there new arrival was coming in six months, but she was thankful all the same.
She turned her back on him, and proceeded into the living room; collapsing onto the couch. Finally giving into her tired body's pleas. With a huge intake of breath she let out a very long outtake while getting comfortable on the soft cotton, her husband eyeing her.
"So how was the healer appointment?" he asked, turning back into the kitchen.
She was too exhausted to yell out to him. She still had butterflies pinching at her stomach, remembering the news she had to say, smiling to herself she called back.
"Er -- can you come out here for a second?"
A few seconds later he returned, but not with the same cheerful look he greeted her with at the door, but with a worried look on his face.
"Is everything alright, is the baby okay?" he asked timidly, rushing forward towards her.
"Er -- it's like adding more to the baby if you know what I mean," she answered back, but she knew the minute those words rolled off her tongue they would have no impact on her husband whatsoever.
"Lily what happened?" he asked. She could tell from the tone in his voice he was extremely worried, and the guessing games weren't as much fun for her anymore.
With a lot of effort she pushed herself off the couch. Clutching her belly to her, as she arched her back. She walked over to her husband. She looked him deep in the eyes as she intertwined their hands together. She took a deep breath and leaned in and gave him a leather soft kiss on the lips. She smiled at him, but she didn't get one in return. She backed away from him, but not to much to wear they lost eye contact. She let go of one of his hands and placed it on her belly.
"James love - we're having twins..."