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A/N: A Special thanks to J.E.R.Potter, Ashla86, padfootgrim, Queen Cari, and aknightofni. I love you guys! Anyway this chapter is being posted early because I am home from school because my mom wanted me to rest today. Well I got bored from sleeping and watching movies so lucky for you I worked on this. I might get chapter 4 up for the weekend too, so enjoy the extra chapters while you can. Here you go…chapter 3.

Chapter 3: Samantha Potter

Harry left the bathroom to find his parents sitting at the kitchen table. His mother was sipping coffee while his father read the paper. To Harry it looked like the perfect family, almost to the fact that it looked fake. Harry then walked over to his father and looked over his shoulder and read the headline of the paper.

He Strikes Again

He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named has struck again in a small wizarding village. Those found dead are Christian and Patricia Mager, and their son Malcolm Mager. Also Arthur Weasley, and his sons Percy, Fred, and Ronald Weasley. The other members of the Weasley family were saved because they were in Diagon Alley at the time. We, however, could not get any response from any of these remaining family members. The whole wizarding world is morning the loss of these seven souls. The funeral for the Mager family will be held today at 3:00 PM and the funeral for the Weasley family will be held tomorrow at 12:00 noon.

Harry had to read it twice to make sure he was reading the article correctly. Four of the Weasley including his best friend were dead. The Weasley's were a family to him, and now four were dead.

"It's a shame," James said, "Arthur was one of the kindest people we know, right Lily."

"Too right you are," Lily said wiping her tears; she must have read the article before James did. "He was one of the only wizards I know who respected Muggles."

"Oh Lily honey don't cry," James said taking her hand, "we all have to died eventually."

"James how can you be so calm about this!" Lily yelled, "The Order members are dropping like flies!"

"Lily I know but-"

"No buts James. Arthur was one of our closest friends in the Order and all you can say is 'we all have to die eventually.' You sound just like Snape!"

At this James was fuming. Lily, his wife, was comparing him to that slime ball.

He then grabbed her arm and turned her around saying in a very serious tone, "I am nothing like Snivellus and you know it."

"Honestly all you two do is fight." Sirius said making his appearance known, "I figured with the war and all you would stop all this bickering. You guys know you are on the top of Voldemort's hit list and if one of you dies after a fight the other will die an unhappy death."

Harry's eyes lit up. There in front of him was his godfather, someone he thought he lost a long time ago.

"I guess you two read about the Weasleys." Sirius said figuring that that was what they were arguing about, "That's another three members gone, gosh it seems like we are loosing two or three every week."

Harry had the urge to run right to Sirius, but seeing the seriousness (no pun intended) of the situation, he held himself back.

"An Lily leave James alone." Sirius said sitting down and leaning back on the chair's back legs and then continuing, "He is just being realistic. If you let every death destroy you then you are going to be a piece of rubble to Voldemort. And 'The Great Lily and James Potter' have got to give Voldemort a good-", the last part of his speech was said in a mocking tone.

"Shut up!" Lily and James said together.

"God Sirius don't start with me, I am not in a good mood today." Lily said half yelling.

"Oh is poor little Lily PMSing." Sirius said and if he was talking to a baby.

"You wish!" Lily said sitting down in her seat and stole the paper from where James was sitting and started reading it.

"Hey," Sirius said turning to Harry, "nice to see someone in this house is as sane as me."

Harry then walked up to Sirius and gave him a hug with silent tears coming down his cheeks.

"Harry," Sirius asked releasing him, "what's wrong. Have Lily and James been ignoring you again because if they are I am going to give them a piece of my mind."

"No," Harry said, "Just a mix of being happy to see you and hearing about the Weasleys."

"How do you know the Weasley's Harry?" Sirius asked as Lily and James looked at Harry as if he has nine heads.

"I go to school with them and Ron is in my grade." Harry said in an obvious tone.

"You must have hit your head harder than I thought, " Lily said, "he lost some memory."

"Harry," James said, "You remember that there is no Hogwarts. It was destroyed two years before you were going to go in. Surly you remember, you were all upset that you couldn't go."

"But Ron would have been in your grade, I must have told you that. But why you are all upset over his death is beyond me, you never met the boy." Sirius said.

Harry stood there shocked. Had he really never met Ron? Hogwarts destroyed? It did not make sense until Harry remembered something. The place that Fate and him had landed, it was the remains of Hogwarts; the forest, the lake, it all made sense now. But why the forest seem smaller and why the remains still there, he did not know. He would have to ask Fate the next time she came.

"Yea…now I remember." Harry said softly.

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Later that day the four of them were sitting around the fireplace drinking the butterbeers that Sirius had brought them. They were quiet until Harry noticed a family portrait that seemed a few years old on top of the fireplace.

Harry then got up from his seat, put his butterbeer down and walked over to the picture. Three people in the photo he recognized as he and his parents, but the fourth he did not know. She seemed to be of some relation at least to his mother's side of the family because she had dark red curly hair with green eyes. He turned the picture over to see the names of the four people in the picture…James, Lily, Harry, and Samantha Potter.

"Who's Samantha?" Harry asked.

Everyone looked at him as if he were saying a very cruel or unspeakable word.

"That's it. I need to take a nap." Lily said running up the stairs crying.

"Harry you-you-Sirius talk some sense into him." James said running up the stairs after Lily.

"What did I say?" Harry asked.

"Harry I like a good joke as much as the next person, but this memory stuff has gone far enough. The Weasley thing was a little funny, but mentioning Samantha in front of your mother is just wrong." Sirius said truthfully.

"But I really don't remember, really." Harry said sitting next to Sirius and looking him dead in the eye.

"Fine, I'll believe you. But if you have any other of these questions make sure you ask me and not your parents. I won't ask any questions to why you ask them and so we don't get another reaction like this last one ok."

"Ok, but who is she?"

"She's your sister remember?"

"If she's my sister then why isn't she here?" Harry asked.

"She's dead. She somehow got out of the house when your mom wasn't looking. I found her dead a block from here."

"And my mom," it felt weird for Harry to refer to his mother as someone being alive, "feels responsible."

"Yup, see now your remembering."

Harry nodded yes, but he had really but two and two together to get the answer.

"How old was she?"

"You forgot that too, oh well, she was three. That picture was taken about a month before she died." Sirius said.

It was all too much for Harry. Hogwarts is in ruins, his best friend is dead even though he never met him which did not make sense since everything that happened is supposed to happen in this world too, he had a sister who is dead, his parents think he is ignorant, and Sirius thinks he is trying to get attention.

"Excuse me." Harry said to his godfather and then proceeded up the stairs to his room. Once there he did the only thing that he could think of.

"Fate I need you!"

A/N: Oh I know James and Sirius have no emotion with death but don't forget they hear deaths all the time, so it's more of an everyday occurrence. Hope you like it! PLEASE REVIEW!