This is my new story. Hope you like it.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything in HP or POTC

Harry Potter was for the most part an ordinary young man. He was just turning sixteen and was very depressed. It was only a few weeks ago that he lost his beloved godfather. He was currently in his bedroom with his face on the pillow just lying there. His aunt and uncle were basically ignoring him except to tell him to eat, shut his bird up and do some chores. The sun came out and Harry heard voices coming from across the street. Harry got up and looked out the window. In the house were their new neighbors that were currently unpacking.

"Boy, get down here," his aunt called.

Harry slowly left the window and went downstairs.

"Tonight the new neighbors are coming to eat and we want no funny business got it. We shall be monitoring you as well. Go and tidy yourself up. Go!"

Harry barely acknowledged her and went back to his room.

It felt like it was only a short amount of time before he had to go back down and wait. After 5 minutes, you could hear the people walking up to the house. They rang the bell and his aunt had Harry get it. He went over and opened the door to see who they were. There were only two, a teenage girl and her mother. The girl looked to be around Harry's age. She had long, black hair and gray eyes. Her mother on the other hand had short blonde hair and blue eyes.

"Welcome to our home," his aunt said right behind him, "Please come in."

The two women walked in and looked around.

"Thank you for inviting us. We only just arrived here yesterday," the woman said.

"Oh it's our pleasure...and where is your husband," Petunia asked.

"Oh he died a few months ago. We weren't there and well..."

The girl had tears in her eyes.

"OH well, why don't we sit down. I'll introduce you to the rest of the family as well."

She brought them into the sitting room.

"This is my husband Vernon and my son Dudley."

The girl gave a small snort at his name and her mother pushed her a bit.

"Well I am Justine and this is my daughter Cassie."

"Excuse me ma'am could you please tell me where your bathroom is," Cassie asked.

"I told you to go before we left," her mother said.

"I didn't have to then."

"Not to worry, Dudley dear please show her where it is," Vernon said.

"Sure thing," the fat lump said.

He took her by the arm up the stairs.

"Right here," he said pointing to a closed door.

"Thank you, I can find my way back down now," she said.

Dudley gave her a lame look before going back downstairs. Cassie opened the door and closed it again. She decided to do like her mother said and sneak around. From what she mostly saw, everything was normal.

"How much more Muggle can you get."

She had reached the last door, which was closed, before it opened. Cassie jumped in fright but Petunia was calling them all to dinner. Harry helped her up.

"Thanks, I'm Cassie."

"Harry."

Then went down silently but Harry knew what she and her mother probably were.

When they got there, Cassie's mother's eyes widened the moment she saw Harry.

"Excuse me but I forgot. This is my nephew Harry Potter. He doesn't stay with us often. Spends most of the year at school. St. Brutis' you know," Petunia babbled.

Harry just rolled his eyes and sat down. They ate mainly in silence with Petunia occasionally telling Justine about the neighbors and what they did. Harry wanted more than anything than to go back upstairs.

"So, where is your daughter going to be going to school this year," Vernon asked.

"Oh a lovely boarding school. I went there myself in my day," Justine said in a nostalgic way.

Harry coughed on his food at that statement.

"In fact I'm going to be teaching there this coming year," she continued.

Meanwhile Dudley was bragging about something to Cassie.

"Yeah, I beat that guy in ten minutes. Knocked him out cold I did."

Cassie just smiled and nodded pretending to listen.

They then ate dessert and went to the living room to talk some more.

"I would very much like a tour of your home Mrs. Dursley," Justine said.

"Please call me Petunia. Let's start with down here," she said.

The adults left the room while the teens just sat there.

"Would you like to see my room Cassie? I'll show you my trophies," Dudley asked.

"No, I think I'm fine right here," she said sitting next to Harry.

"I wouldn't get to close to him if I were you. He might have a fit or something being the freak he is," he said.

Cassie looked sadly at Harry. They locked eyes and both had similar looks of sadness, the loss of another.

"What's your last name," Harry asked.

"Black," she said.

Harry wasn't at all shocked, she looked just like her father. Dudley left to tell his parents he was going out.

"I'm going to meet some friends Cassie, want to come with me on a tour," he asked.

"No, I'll stay until we leave. Maybe some other time."

He nodded and left. The two left over teens sighed at the same time but stopped when they noticed the other had done the same.

"So, I take it you're going to a boarding school," Harry asked.

"Yes, I'm going to Hogwarts if that's what you mean," she said.

"Then I'll see you there," he said.

There was more silence interrupted by the noise of the adults upstairs.

"Is your mother in the Order," he asked.

"Yeah, she just signed up when she heard my father...," she said.

Harry looked away.

"I hear you got to know him in the last years since he escaped," Cassie said looking at him with pleading eyes.

"I can tell you some things but we'll need to wait because my aunt and uncle won't be to keen if they find out you're magical," Harry said.

"Come by my house tomorrow. My mother would like to know too," she said.

"Okay, I think I can sneak out," he said.

The adults came back down.

"Well Cassie, it's getting late. We should go home," Justine said getting her purse.

"Okay, it was nice meeting you all," Cassie faked.

"It was wonderful meeting you as well," Petunia said.

Cassie winked at Harry and they left.

"Now that they're gone, you can return to your room now," his uncle said.

That night, Harry dreamt about Sirius again. Harry is once again at the Department of Mysteries. He is walking and stops at the veil. He can like always hear the voices behind there but this time they included Sirius.

"Harry," he said, "Try and find me. I'm not in the veil but somewhere else. Bring me back."

Suddenly there was a loud noise like a cannon and the veil glew and shook.