The first thought that came into my head when I entered Number 12, Grimmauld Place was chaos. There were people running all over the house. The first person I recognized was, "Rose!" I called out.

"Oh. Hey, Gem, Scorp!" Rose exclaimed wrapping me in a hug. When she let go of me, she turned to Scorpius and hesitated.

"Go ahead," I whispered into Rose's ear. Scorpius and Rose entered into a hug, and they quickly released each other.

She blushed, "Welcome to the Potter house."

"Is there always this much commotion?" I asked.

"It's a daily occurrence," she said laughing. We joined in and I stopped when I saw Albus on the stairs.

"Hey, Al!" Scorpius called as he stopped laughing. I waved politely, but Albus just gave me a weird look and ran upstairs. Scorpius followed him and Rose dragged me around to meet the rest of the family.

We approached Rose's parents. "Mom, Dad. This is Gemini."

"Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley," I said respectfully.

"Oh, that makes me sound old." Rose's mom chuckled.

"We are old, honey." Rose's dad pointed out.

"Not that old. Anyway, nice to meet you and don't get lost in the current of people." Rose took me away from her parents towards a different group of people. In fifteen minutes, I had met all of the Weasley Uncles. "Now, Grandma," she announced taking me into the kitchen. Inside were three women. I had only met one of them: Rose's mother. "This is my aunt Ginny," Rose said motioning towards a petite red-head, "and this is my Grandma."

"Hello, dear," A plump older lady said while chopping vegetables.

A girl I had seen at school before, who I thought was in second year, came into the room, "Mum, Dad's home."

"Thanks, Lily." Rose's aunt Gunny and mother exited the room.

Rose looked towards me and I said, "Go say hi; I'm going to sit down for a second." Rose nodded and left.

With everyone, but me gone, Rose's Grandmother decided to rest for a second, "Hello, I-" When she turned around to face me, she became speechless and but her hand over her heart.

"Are you okay?" I asked concerned, standing up, ready to get help if it was needed.

She stammered for a second, "I thought, I saw a ghost." After a couple of seconds, she began breathing steadily again.

"A ghost?" I asked curiously.

"Yes, you look like," she strayed off, "never mind. It isn't important."

"Please," I asked pleadingly, "who do I look like?" I thought she might know about my family.

"A horrible woman named Bellatrix Lestrange, but there is no way you could be related. She died a long time before you were born." She got up to finish working on the food.

"I'm related to her," I said quietly.

She dropped the spoon she was holding and looked at me, "what did you say?"

"She's my mother," I whispered.

Thousands of emotions passed through the older lady's face. I hurriedly described growing up in the orphanage, living on the streets, and Mrs. Malfoy telling me about Bellatrix.

"Oh, my!" She exclaimed.

"What do you know about her?" I asked dying to know something about my mother.

"I don't think I'm the one that should tell you." She said shaking her head and then she dismissed the subject, "Run along, dinner is almost ready."

I walked out of the room only to run into Albus. This time he didn't glare just looked blankly. "Hello, dinner's almost done." He nodded and then entered the kitchen. I stood in the hallway not knowing where to go. I went to the first doorway; it was a library. Inside, a young man was flipping through a novel.

"Hi, sorry, I was trying to find Rose or Scorpius."

The man looked up and his hair turned pink. I stumbled backwards and he laughed, "Sorry, sometimes it changes color when I'm surprised." He said point to his hair as it turned bright blue. "My name is Teddy Lupin."

"Hello, Mr. Lupin. My name is Gemini Black."

"No, not Mr. Lupin, it makes me feel really old, just Teddy, nice to meet you Gemini. That's an interesting name."

"Nice to meet you and thanks, I thought it was, too."

He chuckled again, "well, shall we find the rest of the family." He opened the library door. He led me into a living room. He said goodbye and head towards a blonde woman who was holding a baby with neon orange hair. I looked around and found Scorpius and Rose sitting together discussing Quidditch.

"Hiya," I said sitting on Rose's other side. She looked over, said hi, and returned towards her conversation. Scorpius was so enraptured with Rose that he didn't even hear me talking. I saw a boy with brown hair standing all by himself. He looked familiar, but I was sure Rose hadn't introduced him. I walked over to him, "Hello."

He glanced up at me. The boy looked about ten, "Hi."

"I'm Gemini."

"Hugo."

It dawned on me, "Oh, your Rose's brother."

"Yeah," he looked over at his sister and Scorpius and grimaced.

Trying to think of conversation, I said, "So, when do you think they will admit they like each other?"

He returned his gaze to me, "Never, they are both stubborn. Rose is like our dad. It took him six, almost seven, years to admit he like our mum."

"Wow, they've known each other that long maybe it'll happen within the next year."

"Next year I get to go to Hogwarts," he said excited.

"This is my first year," I informed him.

He looked confused, "I thought you were in the same year as Rose."

"I am; this is just the first year I went to Hogwarts."

He nodded, "I can't wait to go. What house are you in?"

"Ravenclaw," I said proudly.

"I want to be in Gryffindor. All of my family was, but I guess Ravenclaw would be all right. I don't want Hufflepuff or Slytherin. There is nothing wrong with Hufflepuffs. Most of them are really nice; well, at least the ones I've met. But, I have heard Slytherins are really mean."

I nodded in agreement, "I have Transfiguration with Slytherins. They are just really prejudiced." Hugo and I chatted about Hogwarts and the Quidditch teams. He seemed outraged that I didn't really know anything about Quidditch. After twenty minutes, I knew the Quidditch players for the Chudley Canons, Holyhead Harpies, and Puddlemere United.

We were interrupted, when Rose's Grandmother came in and yelled, "Dinner!" Then, the once peaceful, mingling room took off in a stampede towards the dinner table.