The 2nd Potter

by Mellyssa Rosalyn

What if Lily and James had a second child shortly before they died? What if that second child grew up to become best friends with her brother's future wife and arch enemy? Meet Mellyssa Potter. A spitting images of her mother and an attitude that can rival that of the great Draco Malfoy. This is my take on what the Harry Potter Series would be like if Harry had a little sister. R&R

Disclaimer: I don't own the Harry Potter Series

This is my first story so let me know what you think...

Prologue/ Character Info

Name: Mellyssa Caitriona Potter

-Born: August 18th, 1981

Mother: Lily Potter nee Evans

-Born: January 30th, 1960

-Died: October 31st, 1981

Father: James Potter

-Born: March 27th, 1960

-Died: October 31st, 1981

Brother: Harry James Potter

-Born: July 31st, 1980

Appearance: Long, waist length, thick black hair; Big, bright, green eyes; Thick, long, black eyelashes; Thin frame, but strong and slightly muscular; Fair skin; Short; Perfect vision.

Personality: Loving and kind to those she feels deserve it; Very strong conscience; She's a little competitive; High intelligence; Modest; Slight anger issues; She fights for what she believes in; She protects the ones she cares about; Good liar; Strong willed, stubborn and impulsive; Mature; Courageous.

Magical Abilities and Skills:

A very gifted Flyer

Like her brother, she has a natural talent for Defense Against the Dark Arts

A beautiful singing voice

Very skilled in Herbology and healing

Brilliant duelist

Possessions: A large amount of gold she and her older brother inherited from their parents; All of Sirius Black's possessions were also split between them; She also owns her mother's most valued necklace; Her broom that was secretly given to her by Severus Snape; Her wand; her clothes and shoes; etc.

Blood Status: Half- Blood

Godfather: Professor Severus Snape

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Harry awoke to the sound of his Aunt Petunia banging on the cupboard door, telling him repeatedly to get up. He felt a twinge of aggravation at his aunt as the small, warm body curled into his side stirred and whimpered softly. He was ok with the Dursleys waking him up so rudely and early inthe morning but why couldn't they leave her alone? He looked down at his little sister tucked under his arm and smiled as she snuggled closer to him. Her small head was resting on his chest, her long, silky, black curls slightly falling into her face as she shifted. He raised a hand and lightly stroked her hair, brushing it out of her face and soothing her back to sleep. Harry ignored his cousin's obnoxious yelling and stomping on the stairs above as he put on his glasses and gently laid his sister's head on the pillow he had, until very recently, been using and covered her up with the thin blanket they shared. Then he quietly left the cupboard to go make breakfast for the Dursleys.

After a rather testing morning meal, Harry made his way around the dining room wiping down the table while his Aunt, Uncle, and Cousin were upstairs getting ready to pick up Dudley's friends for the day ahead. You see, today is his cousin Dudley's birthday, and normally every year Harry's Aunt and Uncle would leave he and his sister with their neighbor then go pick up Dudley's best friend and go to the zoo, or the cinema or other places and get lots of treats and presents. This year however things were a bit different...