Heyyy everyone! Marija's back! I know it's been...3 years :P since I last updated, but I've gotten so much inspiration lately and just couldn't abandon Leila. Not to mention today was my last day of high school ever, so now I have significantly less of a life and can write more :) I hope you guys didn't forget about me!
Well here's chapter three, after an eternity of waiting. I hope you enjoy it!
FINDING LEILA- CH. 3
The next month seemed to pass by in a whirlwind gust. Harry began spending every free moment he had with Leila. They did, after all, have fifteen year of absence to make up for. He still know little of the last decade and half of his sister's life. Finally, one October day, he decided to inquire as to what her life had been like.
Harry and Leila sat under a tree near the Black Lake. Over the past few years, this tree had become Leila's favorite spot to be with her thoughts.
"Hey Lei, mind if I ask you some questions?" he asked.
"Sure. Fire away," she responded. Harry thought for a moment about what he should ask frist.
"So after we were separated, did you just go to live with Remus?"
"No, actually. He kept me there for a few days until a custody arrangement was decided. A werewolf really wouldn't be the best guardian for an infant, after all," she explained.
"Well then if Remus didn't keep you, who did?" Harry inquired. Leila pondered this for a moment. 'Might as well tell him,' she thought.
"I was put into the custody of Mum and Dad's remaining siblings since you were already with Petunia."
"What are you talking about? Mum only had Petunia and Dad was an only child," Harry said, majorly confused.
"That's where you're wrong. See, they really came from decent-sized, highly respected pureblood families." At the sound of the word "pureblood" Harry's jaw dropped. Leila saw this reaction and immediately went into an explanation.
"I know, I know. Everyone thinks we're halfbloods. The Evans line is actually quite respected. However, when Mum and Dad were in school, Mum and her siblings associated with muggleborns so much taht all the snobby Purebloods started labeling the Evans as Mubloods and blood traitors." Harry, naturally, had a hard time processing this information.
"So...we're really purebloods?" he asked.
"Correct. Now, you're probably curious about their family structure. Am I right?" Harry nodded in confirmation. At the sight of this, Leila continued.
"Let's start with the Potters. As you know, our grandparents were immensely respected. Well, they had three children. Grace is the oldest. Then came Dad, three years later, then Henry the year after that. All three became expert Aurors. As for the Evans, Nick came frst, a year before Grace. A year later came Petunia. Two years afte that came Mum. Finally came Danielle, a year after that. Are you with me so far?"
"I think so. The order is Nick, Grace, Petunia, Dad/Mum, Danielle/Henry, right?"
"Correct," said Leila with a smile. Harry signaled her to continue.
"What's really interesting is not only were the Potters and Evans united through our parents. Nick and Grace ended up getting married, as well as Danielle and Henry."
"Wow, really?"
"Yep. Funnything is the two couples and Gran Evans all live in the same house in our small town, as well as all of their children. Anyway, it was agreed that I'd do better with biological family than Remus. So my main guardianship was granted to Nick and Grace. However, since we all live in the same house, everyone looks after everyone. And that's where I've been ever since." Harry absorbed all this information, then spoke.
"So much I never know... Wow. So how many cousins do we really have, anyway?" he asked.
"Excluding Duddykins? Twenty-two." Harry's jaw dropped.
"What?" Leila laughed when she heard this outburst.
"It's a lot, I know. Nick and Grace have sixteen children, seventeen if you include me. Henry and Danielle have six. It's a lot of chaos, to say the least."
"Sounds like it. Will I ever get to mee all of them?"
"Of course. Perhaps we can convince Dumbledore to let you come stay at the Grove a little this summer."
"The Grove?"
"Rayna's Grove. It's the name of our estate in Buellersmeade, the town we grew up in. We have the most beautiful grounds you ever will see. I can't wait to bring you there."
"I can't wait either. I have so much more I want to know, but it's gettin glate. We should head in," he said.
"Yeah, you're right. And no worries. We have plenty of time to catch up." And with that, they headed back to their Common Room.
As they approached the Fat Lady, Leila noticed some movement behind a nearby statue.
"Harry, you go on ahead. I need to quickly return a book to Padma."
"Alright, see you in a bit." With that, Harry entered the Common Room while Leila moved towards the statue.
"Draco? Is that you?" Suddenly, a pair of strong hands grabbed Leila's petite ones. Draco Malfoy pulled Leila towards him and pressed his lips against hers. They separated, both with smiles on their faces."
"Hey babe," he said. "Did you tell him yet?"
"Not yet. We're still on family." Draco looked a mix of surprise and disappointed at the same time.
"You need to tell him. You realize that, right?"
"No, I don't. Of course I do! I just need the opportune moment. I'll tell him. I promise."
"Alright. He's not going to be happy, I'm sure, but it has to be done."
"He'll get used to it in time. My boyfriend is important to me, even if you are rivals with my brother. He'll have to accept it."
"Yeah... We better get to bed." He pulled her close to him, tracing her chin with two fingers. She moved her hand to the back of his head, playing with his hair. She pulled him towards her and shared a sweet, yet passionate kiss. They stood, holding each other close, for what seemed to be forever. Finally, the two went their separate ways to their designated Common Rooms.
As Leila entered the Gryffindor Common Room, she said only one thing.
"Harry's going to kill me."
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-Marija-
