Disclaimer and Author's Note: All characters except Rosemary Verona Margaret Dursley belong to J.K. Rowling. Rosemary is mine. Okay? There will be more parts, but I kinda have writer's block here. When I do post new parts, I will have a link back here so you won't have to search too much. I hope they will be fine read separately.

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Harry walked into the Muggle world. He dreaded the thought of another summer with the Dursleys. But where were they? Uncle Vernon normally was right there, hoping Harry would have disappeared that year.

"Vroom!"

"Get in boy." Without any ado Harry sped off with his uncle.

"You'll be in the closet again," Vernon barked, afraid to make contact with his nephew.

"Why?" Harry was half glad. They might not separated them from his magical apparatus. Last time it was really hard to do his homework.

"You'll see. "Uncle Vernon didn't take them back to Pivot Drive. In stead, the car swerved into a parking lot. Harry's Uncle ran fast toward the hospital. Harry grabbed an ordinary looking textbook for studying, and followed Vernon. Inside the hospital was silent. Except for Uncle Vernon's thundering footsteps.

Harry guessed what was going on when they reached the Maternity Ward. Aunt Petunia? Oh no, not another Dudley he thought. Harry sat down near a door where Uncle Vernon went in. There was a comfy waiting room close, but Dudley and Aunt Marge had already staked it out. About three hours and many screams later, they wheeled Aunt Petunia out, and Uncle Vernon walked over to the waiting area.

When a nurse came out of the door, she saw Harry. "Oh, is this your sister? Her eyes are just like yours! Isn't she as cute as a button?" she exclaimed.

The baby girl laid still and looked up at Harry. The whole look of her was the same as Lily Potter, Harry's mother.

"No, I'm her cousin. She looks like my mom. They won't like that." Harry turned his head away, back to History of Magic: Volume 3. It looked like a normal history book to others. But how could he concentrate? What would the Dursleys think? Would they spoil and ruin her like Dudley, or completely ignore and abuse her?

In about an hour, the Dursleys were ready to go home. Harry was shut up in his old cupboard, but not for long. Aunt Marge wanted him to wash windows, and then clean up the new baby's room. You might think Vernon was to preoccupied to think about Harry, but no. He set down the rules while Harry washed the walls.

"Petunia will be very tired. Do whatever she says."

"I always have had to do that. "Shut up. Don't talk back either. Keep everything shut up in that closet. It'll be locked in the day, with you outside working. Nothing unusual should ever be out."

"Hedwig needs to be taken care of and exercised. Otherwise she'll squawk and annoy you."

"No, she won't. Nothing is going to annoy me and live." Harry thought that he had annoyed Vernon lots of times, and far as he could tell, he was still alive."

"How about I send her out tonight? I'll ask her not to come back till I leave."

"As long as NO ONE sees her. Or hears her. Remember, you go to that school for the mentally unstable. And leave my DAUGHTER alone!" Harry got the point.

Harry Potter had lived with the Dursleys almost all his life. He knew that they could be mean (to say the least). And would they accept this replica of his mother? Would she be another Dudley? Not if he could help it.

That night Harry went through all his books on magic. He knew that somewhere there was a section on blessing. Simple blessing were allowed even by minors. And it had to be found in time. Harry was almost nodding off. He'd only finished checking about half of his books. None of the Table of Contents were right. Many books contained special sidebars that expanded when studied. These were taken care of one by one.

"Please show me any information of blessings," Harry politely asked his Charm book from his second year. It opened to a glowing sidebar that seemed to be getting larger.

Tradition blessing are given at important days to be most effective. The third day after birth is by far the most popular, and possibly the only blessing the baby will ever receive.

"That's it! Ooops." Harry hoped that nobody had heard him.

Bless you and keep you Through all your days on the earth.

That was all he had to say, then tap her forehead with his wand three times. A simple concoction of thyme, nettle, and her birth plant would intensify the charm.

Harry sighed. What was a birth plant? He looked back at his book and started to search for what a birth plant was.

Aunt Petunia and the baby came home the next day, sending the household into a whirl. Between a gazillion chores, Harry timidly asked what the girl's name was.

"It's Rosemary Verona Margaret. I don't see why it should concern you." Aunt Marge stated this proudly. Harry smiled. Finding the birth plant was easier then he thought.

Soon after lunch Harry faked a stomachache. Not too hard of a job. Uncle Vernon, Aunt Marge, and Dudley gobbling food could make any feel weasy.

A concoction was easy to make. All you did was boil some herbs in water, then strain the mixture. A simple job that even Muggles sometimes did. Harry diced the herbs, frequently moaning and making gagging noises to convince the Dursleys. Using a No-smoke-heater he'd bought, Harry boil the solution, and waited. When the house went silent and dark, Harry stole out, picking the cupboard lock. He let out Hedwig with a note to Ron asking him to take care of her for the summer. Making sure that it was after midnight, he went upstairs, skipping the step that creaked. In his old bedroom, Rosemary slept peacefully.

"Bless you and keep you/ Through all your days on the earth. He muttered in a low voice, then tapped her forehead with his wand three times. She awoke, staring up with bright green eyes. He washed her face with the solution, the sneaked back down. Rosemary didn't utter a sound.

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Note: Yeah, there is more coming. But I'm not sure how I will portray the Dursleys. Part 2 will probably be a summary of the first 10 years of Rosemary's life. And she is going to be like Lily in more then just how she looks. Please review, but be nice. It is my first fan fic from my own idea. What is your opinion of the Dursley's reaction?

~Springrain