This is my third chapter

DISCLAIMER: everything that you recognize is owned my JK Rowling, not me.. I am sure you know that though.

This story is also on hp.com, so if you recognize it from there, sorry.

I still need a Beta, if anyone is up to it.

As Harry sat waiting for the Weasley's, he couldn't help but remember the dream he had just had, and how everything just seemed to be coming together. Sirius's letter and his gifts, why did he chose now to tell him all of this, why hadn't he known of this before... but his thoughts had come to a halt when he heard his Uncle Vernon scream..

"HARRY!!!" Oh no thought Harry, what did I do this time?? he went running down the stairs.

"Those Freaks are here!" uncle Vernon told him just as he got to the bottom step. "And why aren't you packed, I don't want you coming back again this summer, I will tell that freak myself if you want me to!" he said just as the bell rang and in walked Mr. Weasley with Ron hiding behind him.

"I heard you yelling Mr. Dursley, we will be happy to take Harry for the rest of the summer, go on now and pack Harry, we will just wait here with your uncle" Harry ran off up the stairs, as he was leaving he heard Mr. Weasley actually talk to his Uncle, "So what is the meaning of a ceiling fan? What does it do? What is its purpose?"

Harry came running back down the steps and was out the door with the Weasley's before his uncle could say a word.

"Thank you Mr. Weasley. Are you sure Dumbledore will be ok with this?" he said as he got into the car.

"Yes, actually I talked to Dumbledore this morning and he said it was ok, considering it is only a few days. But lets go Mrs. Weasley is waiting for us in Diagon Alley" as Mr. Weasley started to rev the engine of his new car, he had to get a new one after the incident with his Ford Anglina in Harry and Ron's second year.

"Harry we are so glad you made it today, you look starved, your family must be starving you, we will clear that up though! A nice big dinner at our house tonight will do you some good! Oh and by the way, Happy Birthday Harry!" Mrs. Weasley was rambling on to Harry like he was dying. She always seemed so concerned for him, the closest to a mother I could ever have, I guess...

"HARRY! RON! Hey Guys!!" Hermoine was running towards them! I am so glad you guys all could come today! Happy Birthday Harry!" she said as she hugged Harry "and umm.. Hey Ron!" she said as she hugged him and blushed. Harry thought hmm.. that seems weird, oh well.

"Well mum can we go get our stuff with Hermoine?" stuttered Ron "We promise we will meet you somewhere soon"

"Ok you three. Just be careful. And be at the book shop in an hour and a half!"

Harry, Ron and Hermoine just walked around Diagon Alley, laughing and joking like they never left Hogwarts. They had already gone to Flourish and Blots because Hermoine wanted to look at a book or two, or so she said. They spent a good amount of time in the bookshop after that. They had also already picked up some new quills and parchment. Harry got some new supplies for his polishing kit for his broom and Ron bought some candy. They were about to go into the joke shop, where Fred and George had probably spent a considerable amount of time, when a girl had rounded the corner and knocked right into them.

"Oh... I am very sorry... I didn't me..." she started until she looked up with large green eyes right into those of Harry Potter. She looked up towards his scar and started to stumble backwards away from him, as if she had been suddenly burned. A look of fear overcame her face. "Umm... sorry... I... uhh... got to go." she looked back around her and probably found what she was looking for, or running from. Her eyes became large with fear and she started to run again. That is when three men came into view. One of the men grabbed her by the arm, it was Lucious Malfoy.

"Malfoy" said Harry glaring at Lucious, with a look of malice on his face.

"Potter, have you not learned where to stay away from?" spat Malfoy while smirking. He than turned towards the cowering and struggling girl in his grasp. "Come girl, you know better, your father will certainly punish you for this!"

"I am not going! No, I can't, he w-will, he'll... "stuttered the girl who was still struggling from Malfoy.

"Riley! You will come, weather you like it our not! He will punish ME if I do not bring you back!!" yelled Lucious. He than rounded on Harry again and spoke with a cold voice, "Goodbye Potter, I am sure we will meet again, soon." And with that, Lucious Malfoy and the girl, Riley, were gone.

That was weird thought Harry. I wonder who Malfoy was taking her back to. She seemed so scared. That was his sister's name, she was probably scared when she died, he thought. Thinking once more of the sister he never got to know, due to Voldermort.

Obviously Ron and Hermoine had noticed Harry deep in thought because Hermoine had now spoken up while giving Harry a strange look "That was strange. I wonder who her father is. It must be another death eater."

"Yea" said Harry. "seeing as all three of the men WERE death eaters. That was Nott and Goyle behind Malfoy. They looked on the verge of killing someone. "Harry spoke while still deep in thought.

"Something wrong?" said Ron now giving the same strange look.

"Well, it was just that was weird. And her name is bothering me also. I just found out something, something that is really hard to talk about" Harry said, while thinking, should I tell them? Maybe they already know. Everyone seems to know everything about me, so they probably do, it wouldn't be too bad to tell them.

"Well, what is it Harry?" asked Hermoine cautiously.

"I had a sister, a twin and that was her name. So, it kind of hurt to hear it again. Her name was Riley. Riley Jean Potter. So, that is why I have been thinking so hard"

"Oh, I am sorry Harry" said Hermoine.

"Me too, sorry mate" said Ron

Just than Mrs. Weasley came running up, with the rest of the Weasley's straggling behind her trying to catch up. "Where have you three been?? We have been looking ALL over for you! A half an hour late you are, now let's get going, we need to get home so I can feed poor Harry here. Are you coming with us Hermoine dear?"

"Yes, my parents said it was alright if I stayed with you until September 1st."

And with that last sentence spoken, the Weasley's, Hermoine and Harry set on back to the Burrow, via car. The next few days would be great for Harry. He would be with his friends and the people who cared about him.