Disclaimer: As everyone knows, most of the characters in this fic are not mine, and harry potter world belongs to J.K.R.

A/N: thank you for reading this story so far. Here is another chapter and I bring another character in the story. Hope you enjoy it!

Chapter 11: Another Potter

It seemed that Lily was once more pregnant with another child. A girl to be precise and was due on April 29th. His brother didn't seem too eager on having another sibling. Nat had seen it in his 'best mate Ron's house that younger ones were given far more attention than the older ones. Ron's sister Ginny always got everything better than Ron. New cloths, new toys everything. Nat did have many other friends, like Cormack Mclaggan, Seamus Finnegan, Neville Longbottom, and Roselyn Black – his godfather's daughter. Roselyn was 3 years old. Her birthday was on September 4th 1982. But she seemed to not like Nat and his little gang of band mates. Her mother was fortunately a pureblood. Mi-o-kha Black-Yen, she was taking care of her 3 year old daughter the way a pureblood hires should be. Mi-o-kha herself was part veela from the old Yen blood line in Japan, from what he had so far learned of the women. Sirius had fallen in love with her or so he thought. From what he knew of his godfather, it might be his mind succumbing to the veela allure of the beautiful women but then again she was beautiful enough that anyone would fall for her – he had heard people saying. But the women herself usually looked like she would be anywhere else than with her husband. He had had the fortune of practically meeting the women and they had gotten along just fine. He had treated her as a Lady of a Noble and Ancient House. He knew that she did pity him as she could easily see through the cheerful mask of the potter household.

But at the matter on hand, Nat didn't want his family paying more attention to anyone other than him. 'He had grown knowing that he had defeated the dark lord once and he might face others in future. Future of the wizarding world would rely on him in those times, and of – course on uncle Albus. He was the strongest man alive right now, man whom even he – who – must – not – be – named also feared.' Harry thought snidely. So his brother oh so loudly had asked for a promise that his mother would not start paying less attention to him after the new addition to the potters was there. Harry had been present there and had narrowed his eyes at the proclamation. Nat had taken the same promise from his father as well. They had then asked Harry to promise that he would take care of his new sister if they were unable to.

Harry had later on told all of this to Galvan. "You did the right thing Harry, although this house doesn't house people that you consider family but that unborn child will be completely innocent and probably go through the same treatment that you went, neglect. You at least had Mystica with you, but this child wouldn't. What if they forget about her on the times of her need? But by your standing beside her, raising her, it would be good for you both. You would have a blood relative to associate with your – self."

Harry had nodded at that.

Harry continued his training in magic and physical training. His trick of using magic to boost his physic had worked splendidly. But when he worked out he would constrict the magic in his every fiber and then work out. That slowly had made it easy for him to push more magic in his body. He had also improved in on his occlumency. He had started to build a big sphere around his mind's manor and the woods. He had completed the sphere now and was going towards the next step, putting it on fire. It was not going to be just fire; he was going to put hellfire as the first defense. The sphere itself was made of mithiril. He had also started to change the potter manor from rock made to mithiril made. It was good so that it will be impenetrable. It had taken most of his time to do so. But he had succeeded in doing that. Every nook and crook had been transformed. Also he had put a lot of magic to cover the manor so that even a mind attack that was like a breeze couldn't enter through any holes or so. Any type of physical illusion to attack would be stopped by mithiril. He had sworn that he seen some mighty creature rumbling in the woods and the surrounding mountains. Sometimes he could hear faint echoes there. But since nothing had yet attacked yet, he was certain that they were creation of his mind for sole purpose of attack on intrusions.

His schedule had been pretty fixed for every day, workout, and then his morning rituals. After that he would do his occlumency training. It would usually end up for another 3 hrs. After that he would eat something. Later play chess with Galvan. Chess was played while speaking on other things so that he could learn to focus his attention on doing more than one thing at a time. He had yet to win, but that was to be expected. He had yet not found any predictable pattern in Galvan's moves. After that they would study practical magic for some time. Mysti would teach him conjuration. They had first worked on making easy non magical and less complex conjuration. Now they had already moved onto animal conjuration. She would first give him a book on a particular animal's body. It wasn't much difficult for him to remember everything. Then he would try to conjure the animal. Then he would have to make the animal behave as it is supposed. As all this was usually done without a wand and words, it took time but he would get the hang of the thing in an hour or so. After that they would work on his defense and offensive magic. It was all without a wand even though he had one for use, at least for now. He was also taught potions. Galvan although not a prodigy, had been a potions master. He told Harry of different plants, their properties and other things he also had to study these materials as he didn't have any real specimen of these plants or animals whose parts were usually used. He had started to learn to cook as well. Although Mysti had been very reluctant to allow him to go near the kitchen as he was going to manually use the kitchen with minimum of magical use and other elves had not been pleased but agreed without much fuss after Mysti's warning of not telling anyone else. But even with all of this, he knew that he had little no practical outside knowledge. How battles were fought and the likes. There were some things that only time could give. Experience. So he kept on doing what he could.

A few months later….

Currently he was reading on one of the potion books. He was making his own notes as Galvan had advised him to do. That was when he heard a scream from downstairs. He already knew that his mother was expected today. He abandoned his book in the favor of going down stairs. Quickly tapping on the spine of the index book he asked Mysti to take him downstairs. Nat was at his best mate Ron's home today and James had been called by Dumbledore so was in the headmasters office. Harry flu called St. Mungose. He directly called his 'Aunt Andy'. She had unfortunately not been free in the morning thus was coming late in afternoon. But it seemed that she was late. When he called her in her office, she was shocked to see his face in her private fireplace, but had thought that he must have at least some amount of magic and thus was able to call her. Harry quickly told her about the situation pretending to be an innocent looking child, worry shown over his face. Andy quickly grabbed a bag and told him to leave as she would follow right after him.

When Harry was back he stepped away from the fireplace as Andy followed him a moment later. She then did a spell which released a silvery animal out of it and it rushed out through the walls. She then went over to Lily. She ordered him to stay out of that room. Soon James came tumbling through the fireplace, followed by Sirius, Remus and Nat. James was pacing in front of the sofa while Remus and Sirius looked at him in concern and Nat in annoyance. After a while Remus got closer to him and put a hand on his shoulder and said "Don't worry prongs it will be all right like last time." James just stood there and nodded reluctantly. Lily's cries were still audible. After a while they subsided and a small meager cry was heard. Everyone looked at the room's door in front of them.

Andy came out and smiled at the occupants of the room (bar Harry as he was standing away from others) and said "Congratulations James, you have a beautiful daughter perfectly healthy. Lily is OK as well but is still sleeping."

James smiled at her and rushed inside to see Lily. After reaching inside, he took a look at the tiny bundle of clothes in the crib and then turned towards the bed where Lily was resting. Baby was still crying in its small voice. Remus who had followed James took the baby in his hands. She still kept crying even after both Remus and Sirius had tried to console her. James then took her in his hands and tried to console her but it didn't work either. Agitated he silenced her with a wave of his wand. He then tried to hand her to Nat who just made a noise of disgust. Harry watched all this with Narrowed eyes and curled fists. Andy had already gotten back after having some food for herself from the kitchens. She took the girl from James's hands and gently tried to shush it but it wasn't working. It had already been over ten minutes. Harry crept out of the shadows he was standing in and got closer to Andy.

He innocently asked her "can I take her?" she looked at him and then gently handed his sister in his hands. He easily carried his sister in his hands and turned his back towards them and started to walk a little further away. He gently started to stroke her cheek and small black hair. He whistled a hauntingly beautiful tune, his sister soon enough quieted down. She opened her small eyes for the first time since she had been crying all the while, her eyes closed till now. They were not like their parents'. They were green, sparkling with life and looking curiously at him. Her mouth opened a little and made some sound which sounded like curiosity to him. He smiled at her, a warm feeling coming within him. Darkness from the corners of the room was getting closer to him. His eyes widened a bit and he mentally shook his head. Darkness reseeded back to its place. All the while the adults and the room watched how his sister so quickly calmed in his hands. He turned back towards them while he soothed her nerves with his magic through their touch. Nat had of – course already left for his room. Harry at last placed a small bit of magic under her ear by touch of his finger; it would alert him when she awoke. This went unnoticed as no one could really see it. He walked back to his aunt, while he muttered to himself, 'Calypso, Calypso Potter will be your name.' no one did really heard what he said. He handed her back to Andy. Then she started to walk upstairs warning others to not make any noise to which everyone nodded. Harry followed her behind. He stayed till Calypso was neatly tucked in. then he left for his room.

Next day everyone awoke bright and early. But harry had already woken twice during the night by his monitoring charm on calypso going off. At around 9am after having gone through his morning rituals, he walked towards the nursery. The door was open. Harry crept in without making any nose. He saw that Lily was already awake and looking at Calypso. She whispered 'tuny' to herself and nodded. Harry got the distinct feeling that it was something to do with his sister's name. He also had heard of his mother speaking of her own sister who she used to call by that name. Calypso woke up and started to cry after looking at Lily's face. Harry sniggered to himself. Lily tried to calm the girl down but wasn't working. Harry this time noisily got closer to Lily making her turn her head towards him. He picked his sister out of the crib, which had already started to calm down once she had felt his familiar presence.

Lily had been shocked to see that her daughter was more receptive to her son than to her. But once she got over her shock and thought rationally, well this was good as she would not need to look too much after her daughter. Her son, Nat needed all the attention he could get, after - all he was going to defeat the darkest lord ever to walk the earth. Dumbledore had said that Voldemort was still alive somehow and she trusted his judgment completely. If Harry was ready to attend to his sister then it would also be easy for everyone. She would be able to keep her promise to Nat….