L/N: So, I was only going to publish one chapter, but I figured these two went hand in hand, so two chapters it is! Enjoy!
My Walking In
"Oh." Teddy went back to his broom as Hamal smiled at me from across the room where he was discussing Quidditch with Bill. Fleur came over to me and placed Victoire in my arms.
"Can you look after 'er for a minute? I must 'elp molly een the kitchen."
"Of course," I said, bouncing the baby in my arms. Over the next hour, more people came through the doors in singles and pairs, one usually bearing bright red hair. I was introduced to Arthur, Charlie, Percy, Audrey, George and Angelina. When George and Angelina saw me, they looked at me in amusement.
"I remember you," said George, helping his wife sit down, her pregnant belly showing prominently through her robes. "You were in the DA, weren't you? My seventh year?"
"Yeah, I was. I bet you don't remember my name?" I challenged, smiling. George smiled back.
"Well it definitely began with one of the letters of the alphabet. Hi, I'm George Weasley. Excuse the missing ear. I got hungry on the way over here." I laughed at his joke and shook his hand.
"Hi, I'm Lucy Potter." The look on George's face was priceless. When Hamal introduced himself, the reaction was even better. His father had practically been George's idol while he was alive. Now Sirius' son was talking to George about the best pranks ever. I laughed all through dinner.
Other people came as well; Hagrid, Mr. Lovegood, the Woods, Oliver and Katie, the Jordans, Lee and Alicia and the Warwicks, Tristan, Kennedy and little Sophie, their six-month-old newborn. Once everyone was seated and introduced, Hamal and I recounted our story yet again, but to everyone at once. Once we reached dessert, the conversation had turned to how to tell Harry that Lucy was here.
"How about Charlie, George and I go find him while Dad and Perce stay at the ministry and keep us updated on his position. Meanwhile, Lucy and Hamal can stay here," Bill suggested. Molly agreed with him, but George didn't.
"I have to be here to help Angie get around."
"Oi! I am fine on my own. Go find Harry George!"
"Well, can't we just get a hold of them by owl or something?" asked Molly
"Mum, that could take days and we shouldn't just leave them out there for that long. There are Death Eaters out there!" cried Bill.
"Aren't they supposed to be home any day now anyways?" asked Lee.
"Yes, but that could take a while," said Oliver.
The conversation continued until I heard a door open quietly in the living room. Suspecting something, I crept out of the room, unnoticed by even Hamal. When I reached the living room, I found a group of people entering the room, not noticing my presence.
"Why are we being quiet?" asked a red-haired Ron Weasley, setting down his pack and stretching his long limbs.
"Because, they are in the middle of dinner, Ronald!" hissed Hermione Granger, brushing her hair out of her face.
"But Mum won't mind!" cried Ron.
"Seriously, Hermione, she'll just be pleased for our safety, not that we interrupted her meal." Ginny Weasley laid down her stuff on the stairs. Still, no one noticed me, leaning against the door frame.
"Ooh, I think my father's here!" cried Luna Lovegood, sweeping in. Neville Longbottom trudged in behind her, looking tired out.
"That's nice, Luna, but we won't get to see him unless this bitty over here allows us to enter the kitchen!" cried Ginny, collapsing on a couch.
"Gin, calm down!" said a voice from the doorway. "I doubt you missed your mother that badly. Merlin, it is pouring out there!"
I smiled as Harry Potter entered the room, shaking rain out of his hair. His stuff was soaked, but he quickly dried it using magic and his hair as well. It was all I could do to keep from going up to my brother and hugging him for the first time. But he saw me before I could move.
"Hello," he called to me, making everyone look at me. "I'm Harry, who're you?" I walked out of the shadows and watched as everyone took in my jet-black hair and bright green eyes.
"Hi, my name's Lucy. I'm your sister."
Harry smiled brightly at me and then moved forward and hugged me tightly. I hugged him back for a good few seconds before he released me, looking at my face. I noted the scar on his forehead and dried my tears on my shirt sleeve.
"Oh, Lucy, don't cry. Oh, Merlin, I'm so glad I found you! Lucy!" He cried picking me up and spinning me around the room, making me smile. I heard footsteps enter the room and the screams of Molly as she saw her sons and daughters, both legitimate and adoptive, in her living room. She embraced each new arrival, as did almost everyone else. Teddy yelled and latched onto Harry's back while Harry greeted everyone else. After pausing on Hamal to hug his godfather's son, Harry and everyone one of the travelers begged my story out of me for the final time that night.
It was during that night that almost everything fell into place. I had found my brother and a new family that insisted on calling them my own.
It turns out, Remus and Tonks had left me as Teddy's godmother, along with Harry as godfather. He was our responsibility now. Over the next few days, everything was sorted out. I went to live with Harry, Ron and Hermione.
Hamal used the money left to Harry by his father to buy a flat in London and gained a job at the ministry under Arthur. I rarely saw him for a while as he got settled into his new life and I into mine.
I found a job at Hogwarts, assistant to the headmistress. Over the next few months, kids went back to school; Harry, Ron and Hermione went back to their jobs, as did the rest of the Weasley clan. I babysat Teddy most of the day at Hogwarts. Once I got enough money (Harry also insisted on giving me half of the inheritance our parents had given him), I bought a flat in Hogsmeade and lived out there instead of apparating back to Godric's Hollow each night. The Hogwarts consumed my life. I was student-appointed-not-approved-by-me guidance counselor. Every student, it seemed, came to me with their problems. I formed study groups, changed schedules, substitute taught lessons, helped in the kitchens, kept kids in line, helped correct papers and made friends with the students. I loved it all though.
L/N: The story does not end here, people!! There is more, I promise!!! Please review so that the author knows she is doing ok as a writer!!