Hello! I'm Megan. I know, I'm kinda bad at summaries, so it will follow this author's note. : ) But, I would like to tell you that I would be very pleased if you reviewed, and I hope to update often. I also will add that I don't own Harry Potter or any of the things that J.K. Rowling's mind made. I do wish that one day I can have a series as great as hers. Hope you enjoy it!NOTE: The story is based after the seventh book, minus the epilogue, and only a few things have changed. (Like Dobby, he shall not ever die!!!) It is about a year later, so Harry and his friends are eighteen.

Summary: No one told Harry that he actually had a sister. She was two years older then him, and everyone that knew about her thought it would be best that he didn't know. They didn't want Harry to try looking for her, because she was taken and raised by Voldemort. But now, the two siblings have met and everyone is confused. Then, the marriage law comes and they have to marry people they never dreamed of as more then friends.

Chapter One- The Strange Girl

Harry started at the girl in front of him. Shockingly, she looked like him. Yet, she looked almost exactly like his mom, Lily Potter. The only differences were that, instead of green eyes, her eyes were blue, and her hair was just slightly darker then any picture Harry had seen of his mom. The girl looked back at his, and Harry could tell she was only a few years older then he was. "Who are you?" he asked, curiosity finally taking over.

The girl blinked quickly for a moment, surprised that he had said anything after nearly ten minutes. "I'm Jamie," she replied.

"Jamie," Harry stated simply.

She nodded and they started questioning each other. Jamie started, asking. "I know you're Harry Potter, but what are you doing here?"

She's right, Harry thought, then looked around him. The Malfoy Manor was just a few feet behind them, large in comparison to the other houses around. "Well," Harry started explaining, "After the war, I was given a job at the Ministry of Magic as an Auror. Even though I doubt anything will be here, since they moved, I was asked to check the Malfoy household for dark objects."

Jamie gave him a strange look as he asked, "Why are you here?"

"I was helping them move," she sighed.

"Oh," Harry said plainly.

Jamie smiled at him, then continued with, "Why would they have famous Harry Potter doing simple things like searching houses?"

"I don't know," he snapped back.

Jamie smiled and raised her eyebrows. She started to walk away, but stopped as she saw, out of the corner of her eye, Harry pulling a small photograph out of his pocket. He looked at the picture, confused. Jamie shook her head and walked away, thinking that Harry will definitely not find dark objects in the old Malfoy home.

**

Harry came out of the green flames after using floo powder to get to the Weasley's home. The Burrow was as full of people as normal, and the delicious smells of Mrs. Weasley's cooking filled the air. Hermione, seeing from Harry's expression that something was wrong, pulled Ron into another room, giving Harry a look to follow them. The three quickly went up to Ron's room, which had a little less orange in it. The ghoul hadn't liked everything being the same color, so they were forced to change everything a little bit. "What's up Harry?" Hermione asked, sitting down on the bed, now covered in blue blankets.

"I met a strange girl today," Harry whispered, then continued louder, "She looked almost identical to my mom."

"That's strange," Ron looked puzzled, "What was her name?"

"Jamie," Harry quickly stated.

Hermione nodded and began flipping through a book. It was old and dirty, but was very useful. She had gotten it from a bookstore after the war ended and it held the records of old students at Hogwarts. In a chapter with first years from nine years ago, Hermione pointed to one specific picture and showed it to Harry. "Is this her?" she asked.

"Yeah," Harry nodded.

When he looked more closely at the name, he almost fell of the chair he was sitting on. Surprised, Ron pushed him back up. "What's wrong, mate?" he looked at the book and continued, "Wow."

"What?" Hermione snatched the book from Ron's hands and looked at it. Underneath the picture, it said, Jamie Riddle, Ravenclaw.

Her jaw dropped. "Her last name is Riddle…"

"You don't think…" Ron struggled to say it, "You don't think she could be related to You-Know-Who, do you?"

"Of course not!" Hermione rolled her eyes, "Voldemort had no blood relatives, remember? Plus, wouldn't she have been in Slytherin? And it is possible that more then one family has the last name Riddle."

"No," Harry ignored Ron's shiver of fear, "She could have been in Ravenclaw. Sirius was in Gryffindor when all his family was in Slytherin."

Ron nodded as Hermione blushed, embarrassed. Harry then added, "And what if he had a blood relative that no one knew about? Or if he had adopted her?"

Ron fell over with laughter. "You-Know-Who? Adopt?"

Hermione shrugged, "He was an orphan if you remember."

"Yes Hermione," Ron giggled, "But You-Know-Who doesn't care that much."

Harry sat quietly, not listening to his friends fight over if Voldemort cared enough to adopt a child. She looked so much like my mom, He thought. He sat up quickly, stopping both of his friends in mid sentence. "What are you doing?" Hermione asked, puzzled.

Harry started walking and called over his shoulder, "I need to talk to Lupin."

His friends followed him back down the stairs, just as Mrs. Weasley was coming up. "Oh," she smiled, "I was just coming to get you. Dinner is ready and everyone is already starting to sit down."

Harry chose the seat next to his old professor and told him. "I met a strange girl today. She looked a lot like my mom. The only difference was that her eyes were blue, and her hair was a little bit darker."

Lupin nearly choked on a bit of food, then looked over at Mrs. Weasley. Lupin changed the subject quickly, talking about a quidditch match that had taken place the day before. Almost everyone around the table started talking about it, and the amazing catch made by the winning team's seeker, but Lupin started talking to Mr. and Mrs. Weasley at the other side of the table after moving.

"What's up with Lupin?" George asked, sliding into the empty seat next to Harry.

"I don't know," Harry responded, "I was just talking to him about some weird girl I met today, and he kind of freaked out. I don't really understand why."

George shrugged and started eating his food. Harry scooped some onto his plate, trying to get the strange girl out of his mind.

**

Jamie stood next to Draco Malfoy, smiling. "Thanks for letting me stay with you," she told him.

"No problem," Draco waved it off, "You needed a place to stay, especially after Harry defeated your father."

"Can I be truthful?" Jamie's voice was quite, and slightly scared.

"What?" Draco looked at her, bewildered.

Jamie gulped, then took a deep breath. "I never believed in what he said. I always thought he was wrong."

Draco nodded slowly. "So did I."

Jamie looked at him and smiled. Just then, Narcissa Malfoy came into the room, telling them that the two had to go back down stairs. The light from the moon made the polish on the wood table sparkle, making the Evening Prophet stand out. Jamie looked down and grabbed it, reading the front of the newspaper. "Oh my gosh!" she gasped, dropping the paper.

"What?" Draco's eyes were huge in shock.

He picked up the paper and read the headline. Ministry Makes Marriage Law!

Hey guys! Back again to just say a few minor things. : )

Did you notice? Lupin lived. :D

I want to be able to get Chapter Two up in the next few days

I really hope you liked it!!!

-Megan-