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Disclaimers: I do not own Harry Potter, all things Harry Potter hopefully still belong to J., otherwise some rich company has bought the rights to become even richer. 2. I also want to add that the made up last names in this chapter are not mine. I'm horrible at thinking up names, so I used ones that I've seen in other stories. I don't know who's they are, but they're not mine.

Meeting the Family (Again)

Harry was awoken the next morning by a loud bang that seemed to have gone off close to his ear. He jumped up.

"What the..."

"Sorry, I forgot I had left that lying by the window." Harry looked at the speaker. A boy, who looked to be about seventeen had his back to Harry and was bent over, picking up what looked like the remains of a firework. "So, you guys are new here?" He asked, turning around. Harry stared at the boy in shock. Regaining his composure Harry quickly said.

"Yeah. I'm Harry …"

"Carter. Ron cut in, noticing Harry's hesitation. "And I'm Ron Westley."

"Nice to meet you I'm..."

"Sirius." Harry muttered.

"How does he know your name?" A voice asked from behind Harry. He turned around, and gasped. His father took one look at him and gasped too.
"Why didn't you ever tell us you had a twin?" A third voice asked as Remus Lupin stepped into sight. Ron was openly staring by now too. Harry was glad that he looked so much like his father at the moment, as it made a nice cover up story for his and Ron's shock at seeing people that were dead in their time.

"Are we related?" James Potter asked, confused. Harry closed his mouth and replied

"Not that I'm aware of." Harry looked at Ron who was staring into a corner furiously. Harry followed his gaze and saw a much younger version of Peter Pettigrew standing in the shadows. Harry felt hatred boil up inside him, but managed to keep a straight face. He quickly shot Ron a look of warning before looking back at the other three marauders.

"Well, we'll see you later, I guess." Sirius commented as the four marauders filed out of the room.

"Bloody hell." Ron said, collapsing on the bed.

"Well, you knew they were going to be here." Harry said, even though his mind was screaming the words Ron had just said out loud.

"Yeah, but I wasn't expecting them in our dormitory!" Harry didn't reply. He just stared at the door through which his father had just left.

"I wonder how Hermione and Ginny's mornings went." Harry said thoughtfully.

"Lets go find out." Ron said eagerly. Harry suspected that his eagerness was more due to the breakfast that awaited them in the great hall.

When they got downstairs the girls were waiting for them. Ginny quickly walked over to Harry and kissed him briefly.

"Your mum is sleeping in the same dormitory as us." Ginny commented, a little excited.

"I know. We just had a brief encounter with the four marauders."

"How'd it go?" Hermione asked.

"Apart from the fact that they were all staring at me because I look exactly like my dad, really well."

"I didn't think of that." Hermione said worriedly.

"It's fine, I think they'll buy our story because I don't have my dad's eyes."

"I hope so." Hermione still sounded worried. "Otherwise we're in big trouble"

"Hermione, You worry too much!" Ron said, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"Ron!" She said, slapping him playfully.

"Let's go down to breakfast!" was his reply.

Harry noticed that even in the past he was followed by stares. Ginny seemed to have noticed too, and she looked rather upset. It wasn't until Harry had sat down at the Gryffindor table that he realized all of the people staring at him were girls. He looked apologetically at Ginny.

"You can't help it." Ginny said, taking his hand in hers. " You're just too handsome for your own good" They both grinned.

"Harry! Look!" Hermione whispered, gesturing at a small group that had just entered.

James was walking up front, talking to a girl with long red hair and bright green eyes. She looked like she was really irritated and was trying to think of any excuse to get her away from the group.

"She doesn't look too happy with him, does she?" Ron commented, not really interested.

"Well, think of how you would feel if someone kept pestering you to go out with them." Hermione said, not giving him her full attention. She was still focused on the group now standing by the double doors.

"How should I know?!" Ron said irritated.

"Lavender?" Ginny suggested, raising an eyebrow.

"Oh, right. What is she still doing hanging around over there!" Ginny laughed humorlessly at her brother's stupidity. Harry was only half listening to the conversation. Most of his attention was focused on his parents. He watched them bicker for a while, and then Lilly turned around and stalked off. James seemed to joke with his friends about the rejection, but Harry saw something in his eyes that told him his father was truly sad about what had just happened.

Harry searched the hall to see where his mother had gone. After a few minutes he saw her sitting further along the table, giggling with some of her friends. They kept looking down the table at someone sitting at the end that Harry and his friends occupied. It wasn't until Harry saw Ginny giving them furious looks that he realized they were staring at him.

Harry quickly looked away in embarrassment. He couldn't believe he was being checked out by his mother. Suddenly Ginny leaned her head on his shoulder and wrapped her arm around his waist. She looked at him and smiled, then reached up to kiss him tenderly.

"Oy! What did I say about snogging in public!" Ron interrupted them. Ginny stuck her tong out at him, then quickly looked down the table in the direction of Lilly and her friends. Harry looked too. The kiss had had the effect Ginny wanted. One girl was staring at Ginny jealously, while the rest had looked away disappointed.

"Are you actually jealous of my mother?" Harry teased her.

"Only when she's seventeen and checking out my boyfriend." She replied, the corners of mouth twitching in her effort not to smile. "Besides, aren't you glad she's not looking at you like that anymore?" Harry laughed and hugged her.

"You know, I think this is probably going to be the weirdest day of my life." Harry said into her hair, smiling to himself.

I just want to apologize ahead of time for any spelling mistakes I might have made on the names. Once again, I'm not good with names. ;)