Yay... Im back for another chapter. ^_^

I must say one thing before we start... I own NOTHING except Emma Black and any other OCs that may happen to crop up. So while I own nothing, I am very grateful to Ms. Rowling for letting me and so many others play in her sandbox. However, if you do not like this story or the plot, you can kindly leave my section of the sandbox...

From that quiet night and for the next six years, the Longbottoms and Black would remain like muggles. They lived boring average lives where Frank worked as a car sales man and Alice ran an interior design business. Emma and Neville were the same, they attended school and did everything that the muggle children did. Shortly after they moved into the house, the summer holiday ended and school started up. By that time, Neville had turned five as well and so he and Emma were in the same class. The teacher had been quite nice but is was the little black haired boy with the oversized cloth and broken glasses that made school worth while. That little boy would become Neville's best friend and despite the constant teasing or harrasssing, that never seemed to change. Emma only stayed in the kindergarten class for a week or so before the teacher requested that she be moved up a grade because the kindergarten lessons were not enough for the strangly intelligent little girl. It also becmae very apparent that the little black haired boy was anything but normal and it wasn't much longer before they learned that the little black haired boy was none other than the oh-so-famous Harry Potter. Upon learning this, Emma had squealed and hugged the boy so hard that he had trouble breathing.

However, with the revelation of who the boy was came the revelation of another fact that nobody, save for one solitary person, seemed to know. Emma Black and Harry Potter were, in fact, god-siblings; which in the wizarding world, is no small title. Often times, in wizarding society, god-siblings are "marked" at a young age. This is done to the effect that if a childs parents die, then the child will become "like-blood" to their god-sibling. This is also done so that when or if a god-parent takes guardianship, then the bonds of the new family are as strong as if the new child were blood realated. Of course, for the bonding to happen, the god-sibling with the living realitive must accept the other child into their family, creating a soul bond of sorts.

This event is exactly what happened to Harry and Emma one dreary afternoon in October shortly after they discovered who Harrry really was. It happened in Mrs. Dursleys kitchen while Harry, Emma and Neville were eating an after school snack. Harry's cousin, Dudley, wasn't home and neither was Mr. Dursley; both of which didnt seem to like the two "friends" that Harry seemed to have. Mrs. Dursley, on the other hand, wasnt all that mean when her husband wasnt around. The three children was talking animatedly about their school and the small winter productions that each grade was putting on. Emma, who was in the first grade, would be a part of the Gingerbread Man while Harry and Neville, who were still kindergarteners, would be doing a song that their teacher was teaching them.

Somehow, the topic slowly changed to Halloween which somehow brought up a mention of the night Harry's parents died. Aunt Petunia, snapped at them to be quiet and, when asked, snapped that Harry's parents had been killed in a car accident. At this statement, Emma almost seemed to explode.

"A car crash! Aunti Lily and Uncle James never died in a car crash! The died because a bad wizard named Voldemore killed them." she cried as Petunia, Harry and Neville all starred at her.

"Wizards dont exist!" snapped Petunia as Harry glanced at Emma.

"Of course they do! Your own sister was one and you deny that people like her dont even exist!" Emma replied as she glared at the older woman.

"Besides that, if you cant accept the fact that witches and wizards are real, then Harry shouldn't even be with you. He can be part of my family instead!" the brash little five year old declared as she jumped up and hugged Harry.

What happened next was something that not everyone gets the chance of seeing. A bright green light exploded from the two five year olds and when the light finally recceded after several seconds, both children seemed to be glowing a faint green color. Then, if it was almost right in que; a tall old man with half moon glasses, a really long beard and the oddest color outfit appered on the doorstep along with a slightly frantic Alice Longbottom. Of course, he had the decent courtesy of of knocking before entine the stunned silent house.

"Ah. It looks as though we have a soul bonding on our hands. This is a very uncommon sight to behold." the old man stated softly as he glanced between the new siblings, Neville, and Petunia, who looked like she would faint any second.

"What happened Albus?" Alice asked as she gently rested her hand on Neville's shoulder.

"It would appear to seem as though young Mr. Potter and young Miss Black were marked god-siblings and it seems that Miss Black has accepted Mr. Potter as a part of her family." Albus replied as he stepped closer to the seemingly frozen duo.

Petunia, who just seemed to realized who exactlty was in her house, gave a small squeak but remained in the room. Alice, glanced from Albus to Petunia to the two still frozen children.

"What does any of this mean for us?" Petunia asked as she sank into a chair.

"Unfortunatly, now that there are soul bonds between these two children, there is no safer protection for them but to be together. Also, as strong as blood wards are, there is no possible way for any being to penetrate a soul ward. Therefore, I must insist that Harry move in with the Longbottoms at once. This shouldnt be to hard for any of you, should it?" Albus asked as he smiled pleasantly at the group around him.

"Of course not. Harry can have our spare bedroom and we'll make sure that he's got everything he needs. Is there anything you want to bring with you Harry?" Alice asked as she gently touched the young boys shoulder.

Both Harry and Emma jumped at the sudden disturbance in their little world. Neither of them could even begin to describe what it felt like and nobody in that kitchen had even the slightest clue that the future of both muggle and wizarding worlds had changed in such a drastic way. Petunia remained quiet until everyone had left and even after her husband had returned home, she was still quiet. It wasnt that she hated her nephew, rather it was the fact that she envied him just like she had envied her sister all those years ago. As for Harry, well his life got so much better than what it had been. Frank was shocked beyond belief when they told him but that following weekend, the new family of five went out and it was possibly the best day in his entire five years.

Wootness... I finally managed to compleate this chappie and Im slightly disappointed with it. Its not really what I wanted but i didnt really wanna skip six years without something to explain some of the future things. Either way, whats done is done and Im happy to have it up reguardless. Also, I cant promis solid updating because Im working on another story and I've got an 8 month old little boy whos learning to walk and I dont really have a lot of time right now.

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