Author's note: Ever since I was young I loved to pretended I was Harry's long lost sister. So please enjoy. :)
Chapter 1
Harry and Hermione stood looking at his old house. Hermione was reading the notes wizards had left on the gate. "Hermione, I'm going inside and having a look around." Harry stated. "But Harry…." Hermione was about to rezone with Harry that they didn't have time to look around but seeing his pleading face she sighed "Fine, but be quick. I'll wait outside." "Thanks Hermione."
The first thing Harry noticed about the house was that it wasn't dark. You'd think that having the house that's been abandon for sixteen years would be dark. But it wasn't. Most of the lights were turned off but coming from upstairs Harry could see a light.
Wand at the ready Harry slowly climbed the steps and made his way to the master bedroom. Opening the door he found a king size bed with Gryffindor red covering the bed, The walls were white, there was a side table with a lamp as well as a bookcase with shelves of books. Harry could just imagine his parents lying in bed Lilly reading to the light of the lamp.
Creek. Harry's head jerked to star at the closest door opening. "Who's there?" He called. A rather stupid question he thought but it's a natural instinct. "Come out! I know you're there!"
He stared as the area near the bookcase as it began to ripple and suddenly a girl stood before him. "Who are you?" she asked "And how did you find me?"
The girl had shoulder length brownish red hair and pale skin. She was wearing an old Hogwarts uniform. The uniform had a white blouse, a gray vest and a knee length gray skirt. She was holding a wand that Harry could tell wasn't hers. But what stunned him the most were those green identical eyes. 'Is that mom's ghost as a young girl?' he imminently thought.
"Who are you and how did you find me?" the girl repeated. Harry regained himself and lowered his wand."I'm Harry. Harry Potter. Who are you and what do you think you're doing in the Potter's house?" he questioned.
The girl looked confused, but didn't lower the wand "I'm-I'm Marry. Marry Potter. And this is MY house." In usual serum stances Harry wouldn't have believed her, but she looked exactly like Lilly. Just as he looked like James. "Harry!" Came a voice from the front door. "Are you done yet? We have to get going!"
Marry looked over at Harry. "How many of you are there? She asked as she hears Hermione claiming the stairs. "Just me and Hermione." Harry said but it was too late to reason with her. She clamped her hands together and vanished. "Harry who are you talking to?"
"…"
"Harry?"
"No one. Let's go." He said giving the room a last look, expressly the spot where he thought Marry stood. And walking out the door.
Hermione sighed. "Men!" she explained as she marched out the door closing it behind her.
An hour later, a small girl unclasped her hands when she was sure she was safe, and rippled back into view. Sighing she toppled onto the bed exhausted.