Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. And none of the characters are mine expect Gwen and her family. Yeah and in the book I think James Potter was an only child or they just never really talked about his side. Please r-r I took a lot of time out of my classes *evil grin* please just take a minute and honestly tell me what you think. Thanks. I know this kind a short but let my tell u the others r longer and you'll like the short ones again

Chapter 2 The arrival.

The driver roughly awakened Gwen; she blinked her sleepy eyes and stared out the window just as the bus was coming to a stop. It must have been about 1 in the morning when they left, but it was now around 10 am. "That must really have been a long drive," Gwen said to her self. Gwen got up and noticed how cool it was for a mid august morn. She sighed paying the bus driver and getting off the bus with a solemn expression on her fair face. "Here we go," she said breathing in deeply.

Gwen walked up to the door right before checking her self in a car mirror. She looked fine, surprisingly the exact same as last night, only a few hairs out of place that she soon smoothed down. At the door she raised her hand to knock and noticed she was shaking quit roughly. Gwen's mind was blank she did not want to think about what might happen next. If her fears were real or if she'd been beating her self up for nothing. Gwen knocked hard 3 times.

The door opened slightly and a crane like women with a crooked nose and falsely dyed brown hair. She looked Gwen over with a look of total disguise. Gwen couldn't tell which fact about Gwen bothered her most, that she was Gothic or a witch and it was quit clear that Gwen was a witch. "What do you want?" she asked sharply and crude.

"Does a Harry potter live here?" The woman was a little taking back by the question but soon nodded no. Gwen knew she was lying, she had that talent among others that were passed down in her wizarding family. When a being lied a prick would cause her a little pain, but enough to recognize, in her lower back. Gwen placed her right foot in the door way as this woman began to shut it.

"I know your lying Miss. Please don't make me angry, it's not good for your health. Just tell me where he is and I'll be on my way to see him." This crane-woman was shocked to say the least, but then she moved aside and pointed up the stairs to a hallway.

"Last door on the right." The woman answered coldly. Gwen entered the house with an evil grin showing brightly on her pale face. An evil notion flickered into her thoughts. "I hope I have time to torture her later." Gwen started up the stairs not giving a backward glance to the crane woman. Reaching the top of the stairs Gwen looked at the pictures on the walls going all the way down the hall. They were either of a fat ugly bratty looking boy or the crane woman with the boy and an ox of a man with a neatly trimmed mustache. You would never have guessed another lived in this very house.

As Gwen neared the door she began to shake again. She was so nervous that she bet that ugly woman down stairs could hair her heart pump faster and faster. Gwen stood in front of the plain white door with multiple locks with her shaking fist hesitating to knock. She sighed and knocked three times like before.

Gwen could hard a body moving inside the room and soon enough the door opened. A boy about Gwen's height, glasses, black messy hair and brilliant green eyes that captured hers. Those eyes stood out even greater against his pale skin. Gwen also noticed his lightening shaped scare on his forehead. He just stood there with a stunned expression growing wider across his face. "May I come in Harry?" Gwen asked smiling slightly trying to hide her nerves the best she could.

"Yes. Sorry for my rudeness." Harry moved aside letting the stranger into his small room shutting the door behind her. He noticed that this stranger was in a black medieval gothic dress and a velvet purple cloak that caused this person to look ghostly pale. He also admitted she was very beautiful. Harry noticed something very familiar about her, Gwen's straight black hair, grown to the middle of her back and dyed purple at the bangs. Her nose, lip and her left eyebrow were pierced 3 times. Harry noticed a dragon tattooed on this strangers left wrist and a muggle fairy on her for arm on the same limb. She wore black lipstick and dark green emerald eye shadow, which made her brilliant black eyes stand out. She was even pale then Harry but not by much and looked quit strong. Harry also noticed she was of the gothic muggle style but then saw her wand and got semi confused. "Sorry to be rude again but who are you?" Harry finally asked after noticing he was staring at her for a good 5 minutes.

"My names Gwen," she replied with a smile.

"Nice to have met you but why are you here?" Harry asked innocently. Gwen sighed and sat on the bed.

"You might want to sit down for this one Harry," Harry did as he was told and sat right next to her feeling a strong liking towards her. "Well Harry you really don't know who I am, do you?"

"No I'm sorry I don't. Should I?"

"You should but I know you don't. It's not your fault don't worry it's mine. It's those foolish muggles fault as well! I should have contacted you earlier. But that means nothing now right? I am here now." Harry nodded smiling. He was happy for some reason that she was there. Gwen sighed and looked into Harry's eyes. It was like looking into a pool of emerald as pure as can be. "Harry, I'm your cousin."