Harry didn't get that much sleep because he wasn't really feeling all that tired so he just woke up early that morning and just watched Jenny. His neck felt a lot better though it still hurt. It was great being able to be so close to Jenny to touch her, smell her and just be with her again. It was something Harry had been craving, Jenny was like a drug and Harry liked it! Jenny felt his breath tickling her skin and her eyes fluttered open. She looked at Harry and smiled.

"You're ok?" She said hugging Harry tightly. Harry lay down next to her and smiled.

"My neck hurts a bit though." Harry said.

"Oh, yeah. Mum said that might happen." Jenny said.

"You like your mum a lot don't you." Harry said, it wasn't so much of a question as it was a statement

"Of course I love my mum." Jenny said, "She's one of my best friends." She rolled onto Harry and looked at Harry lovingly.

"What were you saying yesterday before the common room was attacked?" Harry asked curiously. He stroked Jenny's cheek with the backs of his hand. Jenny frowned.

"Well…" Her voice went quieter then it had been. Ron was still asleep and Harry could hear the soreness in her throat. The spells she had cast on herself were beginning to wear off. "…I was just going to say that…I find it really difficult being away from you and after we nearly, you know, after that night it was more difficult and every time I thought of you I'd feel angry because I couldn't have you and you weren't there, Confused because I've never had a boyfriend before you and I don't exactly know what I'm doing, sadness because you weren't there, happiness because I could love you." Jenny sighed, "Just a bundle of emotions that I've never felt so strongly so every time someone mentioned you or hinted about you these emotions all sort of, I don't know made me feel upset and distant because Ron has Hermione, Ginny fancies Justin."

"Why didn't you tell me, I could have visited you more often." Harry said quietly. Jenny shrugged and looked anywhere but Harry's eyes. She didn't like seeing the weight of Harry's life behind them. She could read his mind, all of it and it didn't please her in the slightest. She was aware she was the only good thing to happen to Harry in a long time.

"I just though you had enough on your plate with auror training." Jenny said. She ran her fingers over Harry's lips and gave a slight smile.

"I think we should save your voice." Harry said with a smile. He pulled Jenny's head closer and touched her lips with his.

"I think we should save my voice." Jenny agreed closing her eyes and endulging in the kisses that Harry was giving her. Her hair fell over their faces stopping them from seeing anything but each other. They didn't know how long they'd been kissing for, time seemed to fly but Ron rolled over and saw them then let out a moan.

"Oh for crying out loud, it's seven in the morning." Ron said rolling over. Harry and Jenny stopped kissing and smiled at each other.

"Music room." Jenny mouthed. Harry gave her a cheeky grin and Jenny rolled off him and left the room in one fluid motion.

"You two are unbelievable" Ron muttered.

"Don't tell me you and Hermione don't do that?" Harry said, "You two share a room."

"No we don't. We have respect for the other people we share the room with." Ron snapped tiredly.

"Yeah well," Harry said, he got up and put some socks on. "I'll see you in a bit then." Harry left the room leaving Ron quite confused.

Harry sat on a bean bag which Pavarti had managed to acquire and listened as Jenny played the piano. It was a very peaceful atmosphere like it was just him and her alone in the world. He loved it. Harry didn't know why but he was actually reading Hogwarts: A History at his own free will. It was the copy that Hermione had gotten him the year before. There was still a few more days until Christmas and still very little snow.

"Oh shit" Jenny muttered as the music came to a halt and she got up and lifted up the lid of the piano.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked lowering the book.

"Nothing, the Piano is slightly out of tune." Jenny said, she got out her wand and pointed it at some of the long diagonal strings inside the piano.

"It didn't sound out to me." Harry said getting up slightly.

"Don't get up, I can sort this out." Jenny said.

"You can't use your wand though." Harry said. Jenny looked at Harry,

"Who is my mother?" Jenny reminded him.

"Oh, does that give you permission to break the laws though?" Harry asked. Jenny flicked her wand up and pressed the note she was tuning.

"No it doesn't. It just means I'm over looked. I've been using Magic my entire life." Jenny said. She spun her wand into small circles and pressed the note again. She was obviously satisfied as she closed the lid for the piano and sat down on the stool.

"That's really cool." Harry said. He got up and stood behind Jenny. "Play me something." He said kissing her neck. Jenny smiled and nodded.

"Ok, what do you want me to play?" Jenny asked.

"Anything." Harry whispered into her ear. Jenny grinned and was about to play something when the door opened. April stood in the doorway.

"Harry, your assessment is on Boxing day, can you come with me. I have something to give to you and Emma." April said. Harry nodded and frowned. April had a large cut across her cheek bone and her hand was in a bandage.

"What happened?" Jenny asked slightly shocked at her mother's appearance.

"Attack on the ministry." April said, "don't worry, Voldemort hasn't taken over the ministry yet but it's only a small amount of time until he does, lots of witches and wizards are going into hiding." April told them, "Come on Harry." Harry reluctantly left Jenny, though she held his hand until he went out of reach. Harry followed April to her room, which was at the top of the house in the loft. She had converted it a few months ago, Harry hadn't been up there since she'd done it up. Harry walked into the loft and it reminded him of April's rooms at Hogwarts last year. It was nice and cosy. Harry noticed the lack of a fireplace for obvious reasons. April didn't fancy having someone attack her in the night and enter and leave via the fire. There was a small make-shift bed in the corner where Harry knew Emma slept. Emma was standing around the room and looking curiously at the pictures. When April entered Emma quickly put down the picture she was holding.

"I didn't touch anything." She said quickly. Her long hair had been straightened and the bruises that had been on her face had faded. She looked like her usual pretty self and Harry was amazed at how much they both had in common but then they were siblings. Emma had opened up a lot since she had been brought to Grimmauld place and she reminded Harry of Cho. She seemed like the kind of girl that should be surrounded with lots of giggling friends and had all the boys doing things for her left and right. She had the looks to match that kind of person as well. From what Harry had heard, his mother had been a bit like that.

"It doesn't matter. Emma, I was just wondering but have you accepted that you're related to Harry?" April asked. Emma scowled.

"Sort of." She said, "It's really difficult growing up as one person then finding out you're another."

"Tell me about it." Harry said. "Try growing up with your evil aunt."

"Petunia isn't evil, she just doesn't understand us." April said, "Besides, I would show a bit more consideration for them, you're next assignment is to protect a Muggle family without being seen." Harry stared in shock. "Anyway, you two are the last remaining Potters and I have something from your parents that they left behind. I think that you two should have it." April went to a wardrobe and pulled out a small stone basin that was filled with a silvery liquid. Harry stared at it, it was his parent's pensieve.

"What is it?" Emma asked curiously as April put the basin onto her desk.

"It's your real parent's pensieve. I've been looking after it since they died. I've been searching through it non stop for any recollection of your birth but I can't find anything which means I think that you must have been kept alive by magic." April said looking at Emma.

"Yeah, I don't get that either." Emma said, "I always thought moth-Draco's mum gave birth to me."

"When's your birthday?" Harry asked.

"Well, I've always known it to be the twenty first of June"

"That's the same day as Jenny's" Harry said with a smile.

"I wanted to know what you wanted to do with the pensieve." April asked, "It's one of my most precious possessions."

"What can we do with it?" Emma asked. She got closer to the pensieve and reached to touch it. April caught her arm.

"Don't touch it unless you want to see anything" April said.

"Can I look in it?" Emma asked.

"Yes you can."

"How do we get back out?" Harry asked, remembering how he could never quite figure out how to leave.

"You just think about leaving and you will." April said.

"Can we look in it?" Emma asked eagerly. April smirked.

"There's James' personality." She muttered to herself. Harry grinned and looked at Emma.

"Together?" Harry asked. Emma nodded and they both touched the surface of the silver pensieve. Emma looked around where they had found themselves. They were standing in the Gryffindor common room. It looked exactly as it had on Harry's first day of Hogwarts. The fire was roaring away and the room had a strange semi light glow to it. Emma and Harry both looked around. It was deserted and there wasn't any sound except those sounds you would expect at night. Obviously the place couldn't be properly deserted because otherwise they wouldn't be here. There was some noise in the corner and the portrait hole opened.

"The house elves are so useful." Came a quiet voice. It sounded like a boy just younger than Harry.

"Evans is going to kill us." Came a voice Harry recognised as his father's. Suddenly four boys appeared from no where. A boy that looked exactly like Harry but with dark brown, hazel eyes. A boy with black hair that fell across his forehead quite elegantly and with a cheeky smirk. The third had sandy brown hair and looked slightly unhealthy but happy nonetheless. The fourth was a slightly chubbier, shorter boy with watery eyes and a rat like face. Each of them were incredibly handsome in their own ways except Peter, who lacked a few of the physical requirements to be considered pretty at Hogwarts.

"Oh, stop worrying about Evan." Said Sirius Black, "She can't do anything to us." Emma watched in awe,

"That's our dad." Harry said pointing out James, "Sirius Black, Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew, he-"

"I know what he did." Emma said, "I've met him a few times."

"Ok, well, may I introduce you to the marauders" Harry said.

"Oh, guys." Peter squeaked. They all looked at him and he pointed at the sofa. They all looked to see a girl with red hair and sparkling green eyes staring at them. She was incredibly beautiful and if she hadn't been Harry's mother he reckoned he could have fallen for her easily.

"Evans!" James said loudly, with his arms outstretched.

"Where have you been? It's past curfew, I have a mind to put you in detention." She snapped.

"Our dear mother." Harry said to Emma. Emma walked up to Lily Evans and tried to touch her face but her hand went straight through.

"Evans, a detention given by you is heaven in my eyes." James said putting a hand to his heart.

"Anything is heaven in your eyes, like that fifth year slut April saw you with this morning." Lily said coldly. James looked at her surprised.

"April saw me with someone?" James said.

"Why, didn't you see anyone?" Lily asked with a smirk.

"Weren't we cursing Snivil-ow!" Sirius started to say but James stamped on his foot.

"You were cursing Snape?" Lily asked.

"I swear I'll stop if you go out with me Evans." James said.

"I will never go out with you Potter, even if you were the last man alive. I'd rather date Sirius then you." Sirius beamed like an idiot as Lily stormed up to her room.

"Get lost Padfoot." James snapped at Sirius. Emma turned to Harry,

"Didn't our parents like each other?" Emma asked.

"I've been told it's a long story, I personally want to find out how they got together, fancy finding out?" Harry asked.

"Ok." Emma said with a smile. Harry felt like he and Emma hadn't been separated all their lives. She was exactly the sister he wanted. She didn't have a single evil bone in her body, everything at Hogwarts was obviously all an act, a very good convincing act. Harry smiled and the scene changed to the great hall.

A/N:-tada!! Ok, This is the update for today...and in about 5 minutes i'll put up the update for tomorrow, cause at hte moment it's 11.55pm, so I won't have to update tomorrow. By the way, the days are going by my time! MY TIME DAMMIT! and I live in england so :P if i don't update for AAAAGES or on teh same day for some of you, tis cause i iz in England man!

Review replies.....can't be bothered, got school tomorrow and i spent all day trying to sort out my stuff so i'm tired.