Sorry for the long wait. I was having personal issues, and then computer problems. This chapter is about what's going on with Harry.

Harry woke with a start. He rubbed his eyes and looked at the time. Sighing deeply when he realized that it was much too early, he laid back in bed, covering his eyes with his arm. He had dreamt of Sirius falling through the veil again. But then there was another dream. A girl, who looked so familiar to him, stood in a backyard, looking at the night sky. And then with another woman, they both disappeared. Harry had had strange dreams his entire life, and this was just another one of them. He just happened to remember this one quite clearly. Harry lay there for some time, thinking of his dreams, the battle at the Ministry, and what he had learned since then. Finally deciding to get up, Harry got ready, made sure everything was in his trunk, and walked down to the Great Hall to get a little bit of breakfast before leaving on the train later. When he walked into the Great Hall, there were very little people present. Harry sat by himself and afterward, walked down to the platform in Hogsmeade with Ron and Hermione. Harry didn't feel like talking and the others realized this and didn't press him.

He sat with his forehead against the window, his dream from earlier playing again and again in his mind. When the train finally arrived, he was surprised to see some of the Order members there and was happy to see that Tonks and Moody were ok. The last time he had seen them, they were out cold, injured during the fight. He was even more surprised when they threatened the Dursleys. Dispassionately, he got into the Dursley's car, watching the scenery pass by as the car sped back to Surrey and number 4 Privet Drive. This was the last place Harry wanted to be, but he knew that he couldn't do anything about it. At least not for a little bit. Maybe the Weasleys would come rescue him later in the summer? He sighed, and waited silently until they returned.

Vernon pulled into the driveway, shutting off the engine and getting out. He opened the boot of the car.

"Hurry up boy!" He hissed.

Harry went around the back of the car, pulling out his trunk and dragging it behind him up to the door.

"Hurry up before the neighbors see," Petunia said in turn, turning her head quickly as she looked around to see if the neighbors were looking out of their curtains, which they weren't.

Harry looked dejectedly at the ground and winced in pain when Vernon grabbed him by the ear, and pulled him inside.

"I will not have freaks threatening me boy! Now get up to your room."

"Yes uncle Vernon," Harry intoned tonelessly.

After he had set down his trunk in his room, and put Hedwig's cage down, Vernon called him once more.

"Boy! Petunia and I are going out. We will be back later. Do not touch anything."

"Yes uncle Vernon," Harry answered.

Dejectedly, Harry lay down on his bed, staring at the ceiling. He waited and thought and watched the sunset, and the moonrise. He didn't sleep that night at all, he wasn't plagued by nightmares, but that was only because he couldn't dream if he couldn't sleep. Later in the morning, Vernon pounded on Harry's door.

"Boy, Petunia has chores for you to do today. Get up!"

Grudgingly, Harry got up and dressed, making his way outside to wash the car. And then weed the garden, and then paint the fence. By around noon, it had gotten so hot that he could feel the sweat covering his entire body. He sat down on the ground exhausted.

Tonks watched Harry from the tree in the yard. At the moment, she was on guard duty, having relieved Remus that morning. She was thinking about the Potter children at the moment, seriously debating jumping from her perch, walking up to Harry and telling him what was going on. Before she could do anything rash however, she recalled the conversation she had had with Remus the day before after they had met the Hogwarts Express.

(Flashback)

Remus and Tonks headed to the Leaky Cauldron to talk. It was safer. Remus cast several privacy charms on their table and both sipped at their drinks.

"Remus, do you believe Dumbledore about the blood protection stuff?" Tonks asked, looking the werewolf in the eye.

He rubbed his forehead for a moment, "I am not sure what to believe anymore. Before Si-Sirius…" He trailed off and Tonks looked down at the table, her finger tracing the grain of the wood. "He told me that memories had started to come back to him. He continued to tell me that we have to save Chloe. 'We have to find her Moony. We have to save Chloe.' When I asked him who Chloe was, he said that the words wouldn't form. He tried putting the memories in a pensieve for me, but it would not work."

"Sirius remembered her?" Tonks looked up, full of curiosity.

"I guess. When I looked at her today, Gods, I thought Lily was back from the grave, minus the black hair and hazel eyes. Everything is coming back to me," Remus tapped his temple with a finger.

Tonks felt like her world was falling around her. She realized that if what Remus was saying was true, someone had known all along about Chloe being where she was. If Tonks couldn't trust the people she fought for, why should she fight for them?

"You do realize Remus," Tonks began slowly as she thought of the best way to phrase what she was thinking. "That only powerful magic could completely block a person from multiple people's memories? There are only a few people I wager could perform that kind of magic," Tonks said quietly.

"I know Tonks. But I would like to think the best of him. Why would he do something like that? What purpose did it serve? And why now? Why did he decide to bring her back now?"

"I don't know Remus. I just don't know," Tonks paused and then said, "I'm going to protect them both Remus, I swear. If I have to kidnap the both of them, I will do whatever I can."

"Oh believe me Tonks, I have been swearing that since Dumbledore sent us to collect her," Forgive me James and Lily? He silently pleaded to whoever was listening.

Tonks hesitated before she asked her next question, "Remus, where were you the night they were killed?"

"Out of the country. By the time I had heard, Harry and Chloe were already gone from the house, and the entire wizarding community was celebrating the defeat of Voldemort," In a rare fit of anger, Remus punched the tabletop, instantly bruising his knuckles. "If only I had been there, I would have made sure that Harry never had to go to those people and Chloe would have remained in the country."

"I'm sorry Remus," Tonks said softly.

"Thank you Tonks."

They eventually finished their drinks, going their separate ways for the day.

(End Flashback)

Finally Tonks made up her mind. Damn it all. Albus can yell at me later. She jumped down from the tree, tripping when she landed.

"Oof!"

Before she knew it, there was a wand at her throat, a very angry 15 year old staring down at her. She pulled the invisibility cloak off fully and held up her hands.

"Wotcher Harry. It's me Tonks."

"Prove it," He growled.

"I gave you a working model of a Firebolt last Christmas."

He lowered his wand, stashing it before anyone saw something. Harry held out a hand to Tonks, helping her to her feet. They sat down beside one another under the tree. Tonks cast a cooling charm around them.

"Thanks Tonks, that feels nice. What are you doing here anyway?" Harry wiped his forehead and looked sideways at her.

"Guard duty," She said nonchalantly.

"Lovely. Guess I can't even sneeze without Dumbledore hearing about it."

Tonks snorted, "I'm not the one that counts sneezes. I leave that to everyone else."

"So, why did you reveal yourself to me?"

Tonks shrugged, "You looked like you needed some company," She answered quietly.

Harry sighed, "No offense Tonks, but I barely know you."

"No offense taken. But just so you know, if you need someone to talk to, let me know. I would like to be your friend if you would let me."

"Being my friend tends to get you in trouble. If I remember correctly, you coming to save me got you hurt."

Tonks waved her hand in a dismissive manner, "Pish posh. It wasn't that bad. Besides, I'm not an Auror for nothing. I handled myself well enough before I tripped."

"You fell down how many stone stairs?" Harry asked, his mouth hanging open slightly.

Tonks chuckled, closing his mouth for him, "The bigger the fall, the harder the crash, the more glorious the story every time it's told," She smiled.

Harry gave a weak chuckle. He found that he enjoyed being in Tonks' company. She was funny, and easy to talk to. He decided then, that he would get to know her better. He felt better than he had since Sirius had fallen through the veil and decided to relax a little. They talked about little things at first, light, fluffy, and humorous topics.

"Hey Harry, you hungry?"

"I could eat."

"How about pizza? Does that sound good?" Harry nodded. "Ok, sit tight. I will be right back. Do you think you can stay out of trouble for ten minutes?" Tonks smiled.

Harry grinned, "I will try. I've stayed out of trouble so far."

"Cool. Hang tight. I will be right back."

Harry watched as Tonks walked across the lawn, disappearing in a swirl of invisibility cloak. Harry leaned his head back against the trunk of the tree, closing his eyes. He was tired and hot from doing chores all day. It was nice to just sit and do absolutely nothing. Finally Tonks returned, sitting down beside Harry. He opened his eyes smiling as he got a whiff of the hot pizza.

"That smells really good Tonks."

"This is making me extra hungry. It does smell really good."

Tonks pulled a pizza box out of her pocket, restoring it to it's normal size. She set it down on the ground between them and then pulled out more stuff. Breadsticks and cold root beer followed. Harry took a grateful sip of the cool liquid.

"Try some of the sauce with the breadsticks Harry. Tastes really good," Tonks closed her eyes as she chewed her bite of breadstick, a happy smile on her face.

"Mmm, you're right Tonks. It is good," Harry said around the breadstick he was still chewing on.

"Did anyone ever teach you to not talk with your mouth full Harry?" Tonks snickered, and Harry blushed, closing his mouth, swallowing the breadstick.

"Sorry," Harry mumbled.

"I'm just joking with you Harry," Tonks laughed. "I don't care."

Harry and Tonks enjoyed their afternoon together. When they were done, Tonks had still not worked up the courage to tell him about Alexis though. It was already starting to get dark. Harry and Tonks cleaned up their dinner, and moved back toward the house.

"Tonks, what did you do?" Harry turned when he heard someone whisper.

"Give me a minute Harry. It's the guard change."

Harry nodded and watched as a dark haired woman appeared out of thin air. He recognized the woman, but couldn't place a name.

"Hey Hes'. What's going on?"

Hestia rolled her eyes, "Tonks, we weren't suppose to show ourselves."

"I know but he looked so sad Hes'. How's Alexis?"

Hestia smiled, "She didn't stop asking questions until I made her go sleep. I got in a couple of hours and came here. Did you tell him?"

"No, I'm going to stick around and tell him I think. Where are you going to be?"

"The tree in the backyard."

"That's where I was. Ok. I will let you know when I leave."

"Ok."

Tonks went back over to Harry and Hestia disappeared. "Come on Harry. Let's get inside."

"Who was that?"

"Hestia Jones. Do you remember her?"

"I recognized her, but couldn't remember her name."

Harry let himself inside, Tonks following behind him upstairs. Tonks tripped, Harry catching her before she fell on her face. Harry went into his room, sat down on his bed and immediately Tonks began pacing. Harry got a worried expression on his face but waited for Tonks to say whatever it was she was going to say. Finally she took a deep breath, sat down on the bed beside Harry, and took his hands in hers.

"We're friends right Harry?" Harry nodded. "Before we came to meet you at the train, Remus, Hes', Kingsley, Moody, Bill, and I went across the pond."

"Is the Order trying to recruit Yank wizards or something?"

"No, we had to get someone."

"Just spit it out Tonks," Harry started to grow frustrated with her beating around the bush.

Tonks took a deep breath, "We went to get your sister," Tonks finally got it off her chest.

Harry just stared dumfounded at her, finally managing, "My sister?"

Tonks simply nodded and watched Harry get up from the bed and begin to pace in the smallest bedroom of Four Privet drive.

"How could he keep her from me?" He asked himself under his breath and then turned back to Tonks, "How old is she?"

"17, 18 in January."

"Why was she all the way in America? Did she study magic there? How come she didn't come back for Hogwarts?" Harry was firing off questions rapidly but stopped when Tonks held up a hand.

"Slow down there. I don't know the answers to your first and third questions. She didn't study magic there though."

"What's her name?"

"Chloe, but she prefers to be called Alexis. That's what the Muggles called her."

"Chloe," Harry rolled the name around his tongue. "When will I get to meet her?"

"Next weekend. There's a scheduled Order meeting on Sunday."

"Good," He paused. "Where is she staying?"

"Headquarters."

"With who? I thought nobody was living there."

"Remus mostly. But I guess a lot of the time, she's going to be by herself."

"I can't wait to see Dumbledore. He's going to get an earful when I see him."

"Everything will be alright Harry. It will all work out."

Harry lay down on the bed, and Tonks laid down beside him, leaning up on an elbow.

"You met her right Tonks?" She nodded, smiling. "Tell me about her."

"She knew we were there even though we were in different rooms. She actually threatened us with a knife. We were covered in disillusionment charms but we were still whispering to each other. Anyway, she is taller than me, but probably a little bit shorter than you. Unfortunately, she did not inherit the emerald eyes. Hers are hazel. Her hair is exactly like yours but hers is tamable and sits flat," She ruffled Harry's hair playfully. He had his eyes closed, trying to imagine her. "She's pale like you. Remus swears he thought your mum had come back from the dead minus the hair and eyes."

Harry sighed but then immediately looked alert. He went to his trunk, rummaging around until he found one of his most precious possessions. Flipping pages, he stopped when he found what he was looking for and sat down next to Tonks.

"Remus was right. I had forgotten what your mum looked like Harry. Just imagine her with black hair and hazel eyes."

Harry continued to flip pages, but one of the pictures brought him up short. Before, the picture had been one of him as a baby, his mum holding him, his dad's arm around his mum's shoulders. Now there was a little girl on his father's shoulders, waving energetically at the camera, his dad's other arm keeping her from falling.

"Uh Tonks? That picture wasn't like that before."

"Let me see it Harry," Harry handed the album over, Tonks waving her wand over the picture. "There was some kind of concealment charm on it. You never noticed it before?"

"I wasn't looking for it."

"The spell is breaking. All of it. I bet that now that her glamour is gone, everyone who was affected by the initial spell will remember. Chloe will exist again in those people's minds," Tonks said quietly.

"What spell?" Harry asked hotly.

"Remus did not remember her until Dumbledore told us about this mission. Sirius had been telling Remus that they had to save Chloe, but he couldn't form the words to explain to Remus who Chloe was. But when he looked at Chloe for the first time without her glamour on, everything came back to him," Tonks answered quickly as thoughts rushed at top speed through her brain, searching for connections.

Harry began to pace again, "Sirius and Remus probably needed a little extra oomph from the spell unlike the others because they were probably around a lot more than anyone else when we were born. But whoever cast the spell, and I'm betting it was Dumbledore, didn't do that. He gave the same amount of strength to everyone. But that means Wormtail will know now."

"Everyone who read the paper the day her birth was announced will now know that she exists."

"Is she really safe at Headquarters? If Voldemort finds her…" Harry couldn't finish his sentence.

Tonks pulled Harry close to her in a tight embrace, "Harry, when I vowed to protect you, I swore I would protect her as well. I will not let You-know-who use her against you," She whispered fiercely into his ear.

"Thank you Tonks," Harry felt better then he had in days, being held by Tonks. After a time, Harry said, "I have a sister Tonks. I have… I have family."

"I'm so happy for you Harry," Tonks whispered back, kissing the top of his forehead lightly. A frown crossed her face as new memories surfaced.

"What is it Tonks?" Harry asked, noticing her expression.

"I met her once, before that Halloween night. Mum and dad came to congratulate your parents. They knew each other because of Sirius. They brought me with. I was six I think. Lily let me hold her. I asked my mum where babies came from that day," Tonks giggled.

Harry laughed quietly as well, "Did you meet me too? When I was born?"

Tonks concentrated as she tried to think back that far, "Yeah, but it was different that time. Your parents knew that they were probably in danger, more so than before. They had barely escaped You-Know-Who while out on a mission. Mum was scared because of my aunt. Everyone knew she was a Death Eater. It was a strained meeting. Everyone was more alert, more wary," Tonks wiped tears that had spilled.

"I'm sorry Tonks," It was his turn to hold her close.

"It's alright. It's just, I remember what it was like to live then. It was worse than it is now. Much worse. And that time it lasted for eleven years. How long will it last this time?"

"Not that long if I have anything to say about it," Harry whispered fiercely.

"You are so brave, you know that Harry?" Tonks looked into Harry's eyes, her statement sincere.

He shrugged, "Dunno. Guess it's the Gryffindor in me."

"Maybe. Don't have much natural courage to claim as a former Hufflepuff."

"That is where you are wrong Tonks. I think you are pretty damn brave. You are an Auror. You are a member of the Order. You are sitting here with me, though I'm sure Dumbledore told you not to make contact with me."

Tonks giggled, wiping the last of her tears from her cheeks. However, she didn't pull out of his embrace. She cuddled further into his arms, wrapping her arms around his waist.

"What am I doing?" Tonks screamed at herself. "He is fifteen years old! Pull away now Tonks! Be an adult here!"

Tonks almost laughed at her conscience screaming at herself. Tonks, an adult? Since when? Tonks knew she would always be a kid at heart, no matter her age. She would also always be an incorrigible flirt.

"Keep this up Potter, and you might get lucky," She purred in her most flirtatious tone.

"Re-really?" He managed to stammer.

"Bless his heart. He is so nervous. I thought he would have shagged half the girls at Hogwarts already."

Tonks pulled herself closer to him, her mouth moving next to his ear, so he would feel it when she whispered to him.

"We are already at first. Care to take it to second?"

"Tonks…" He trailed off when Tonks moved to look him directly in the face.

She licked her lips, moving her face closer to his. At the last second, she veered away from his mouth, and gave him a wet kiss on the cheek.

"I think you should sleep now Harry. It is getting pretty late. Hestia will be outside if you need anything."

With that, she jumped off the bed, winked, and ran down the stairs tripping at the bottom. Harry fell back on his bed, a goofy grin on his face.

"That girl will be the death of me!"

Harry laughed, he felt so good right then.

Once Tonks got outside, she sought out Hestia. She climbed up into the tree and the two women sat down on one of the thicker branches beside one another. They didn't talk at all for a short time, until Tonks sighed heavily.

"What's wrong Tonks?"

"Be honest with me Hes'," Tonks began. "Do you think it's wrong to have a crush on a fifteen year old?"

Hestia rubbed a hand over her forehead, sighing before she answered, "Don't know Tonks. I guess it depends. I guess the better question is, are you falling for Harry Potter, or the Boy-Who-Lived?"

"I would like to think it's Harry Potter. Guess I will have to wait and see. Do you think he would like me like that?"

"He's a teenage boy Tonks. Who knows?"

"What have I done?" Tonks moaned, putting her head on Hestia's shoulder.

"It's ok Tonks. Don't worry about it. Figure it out first."

Tonks nodded, "Thank you Hes'. I'm going to my flat now. I will see you soon."

"Goodnight."

"Goodnight."

Tonks hopped out of the tree, apparating as soon as her feet touched the ground.

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Valaria

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