A/N: I'm sorry, my writing isn't usually like this, I'm making this up as I go (with the basic plot in mind). I promise, that I am usually very discreptive, I will hurry up, this will be the last chapter of the Epilogue.
Disclaimer: We already discussed the Harry Potter issue, I just wanna say that the song's title is called 'Cruel to be kind' even though that's not the name of the chapter. (Cruel to be kind is performed by 'Letters to Cleo')
Chapter 5: Another secret, another revelation
I can't take another heartache
Though you say your my friend
I'm at my wits end
You say your love is bonafide
But that don't coincide
Wiith the things you do
"What d'you mean?" Harry asked, a light trace of concern covered his face. "Has anyone ever told you, about your great-aunt Tresie?"Nadia asked, shifting uncomfortably in her seat. "I've heard of her, yeah. She was my Dad's, mother's, sister or some Jerry Springer junk like that." Nadia wondered for a fleeting moment, how he knew who Jerry Springer was, but quickly shook it out of her mind: "She married an man from Libya, and had . . ." she paused. She didn't want to break it to Harry like that, but there was no other way. "Me." she softly said. Harry didn't respond, "But you have to understand, I joined the muggle peace choir, and--"
"So your my. . .cousin?" he broke her off.
"Yeah," she said quietly, tracing patterns on the bed quilt with her slender finger.
"Your my only live blood-relative," he stated. "It's better than before. I mean, up until a minute ago I thought my whole family was dead." he said, in that voice that had no emotion.
Nadia moved to hug him, but stopped. She didn't want him to get with her at a time like this! He saw her movement and smiled, she returned the favor. The sat in silence for a long while, then Harry pulled her into a tight embrace. Nadia's senses told her, he hadn't been hugged like that for a while, he seemed to take in every emotion that was being released. It seemed that he never had a close relationship with a female (sort of like, a mix of a Mrs. Weasley-Hermione relation ship with one person).
"Will you stay here?" he asked, once they had seperated. "Huh?" "You said, that you just got here, you wouldn't have a place to stay. . .Plus, family's got to stick together." Nadia moved in and gave him a quick kiss in the lips. It shocked him at first, but he then relaxed, it was the same kind of kiss you'd give your dad (or in Harry's case, mom). "Blood's thicker than water." she answered. "I'll stay, but I won't have a good time!" she joked.
"Oh, I know you won't," said Harry, striding to the door and pulling it open. "Your sleeping in Ginny's room." with that, he smiled and walked out. As he walked down the hall, he heard something that sounded very suspiciously like Nadia banging her head on the wall, and Harry was willing to bet his broomstick, that she'd done it on purpose.
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Nadia joined everyone in the kitchen a few minutes later, including Ginny.
"D'you tell him?" Sirius whispered.
"Hell yes." Nadia whispered back.
They all sat together and talked. Well, the adults talked and the kids listened. They laughed, cried, they relived happy memories as well as sad.
"Well, we all best get to bed!" announced Mrs. Weasley, at around one o'clock.
"Moony, can I use your Pensieve?" Nadia asked. Lupin stood up and led her out the room. Harry as well as Ginny, were curious to see what Nadia put in the pensieve. So they followed, they discovered where Lupin had hidden it, and agreed to meet back there in an quarter-hour. Little did they know, they were about to learn alot more than they thought.