BIG OLE HONKIN' SPOILER FOR ANGEL EPI 100! DO NOT PASS GO, DO NOT COLLECT A HUNDRED DOLLARS IF YA DON'T WANNA BE SPOILED !!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

A/N: I sit here typing this after just finally watching "You're Welcome", which of course had me tearing up a little. Okay, left fielder I sure didn't see coming. Anyway, none of that happened. The whole big depressing ending? *whispers* NEVER HAPPENED. There is no running back for smootchies, she just walks out. K?

I will say this: Joss likes to kill people when he gets to ep 100, doesn't he?

So, Cordelia found out she has a nephew. And through the nephew a half brother who's been dead for sixteen years. No visions led her to him, She googled him. The reason for the aunt/nephew instead of brother/sister sitch? Well, it just didn't seem natural for James to a. cheat on Lilly, b. get all freaky-deaky with her before they were out of Hogwarts, or c. see either of them willing to give up their child and then be all hypocritical and cherish Harry. So, I made Mr. Potter the better of two evils, and raise James (cause I don't recall ever reading anything about his folks, so I bsed)

Thanks to everyone who said I hit right on target with Cordy. Very nervous bout that. I'm really trying to stay in the whole personality thingy. If you've read any of my other stuff, you'll notice I tend to go after the characters people don't write a lot about. (Fred, Amy, Andrew, Faith (sorta), Graham, Xander, Kennedy, Cordy; to name a few, or alot actually) That's my goal, to hit on the passerbys. Anyway, I really held out writing anymore of this story for two reasons: 1. See blip above about the nerves and 2. wanted to see the episode, and 3. I was in deep trouble involving evil homework. *sigh* Between seeing LotR: RotK, epi 100, and all three 'Prophecy' movies, lets just say blubbering all around. You don't care about that, though, so on with the story.

Chapter One: Run That By Me Again?

Cordelia just couldn't help gushing on and on, telling the boy her entire life story, well, she left out the whole demon possession thing. Couldn't scare her nephew, now could she? Nephew. That had such a nice ring to it. She smiled broadly at Harry.

It was about then, that the door burst open and a group of scraggly looking people raced in to surround her and Harry.

"What is this the defunct English version of Hell, Inc.?"

* * * * *

Remus Lupin watched patiently over the now sleeping Harry. Dumbledore, Moony, and Tonks were all downstairs with the American girl. The Weasley Twins were with the unconcious Durselys. He really ought to go check on them. . . maybe in a few moments.

Harry had seemed relieved when they had shown up. The girl had referred to them as Hell inc., which simply baffled him. But she insisted that she was Harry's Aunt. That she was James' sister. But that was impossible, because James had been an only child. Just like Peter and himself had been. Sirius had had a brother, but James never had any siblings. And if he did, she certainly wouldn't be that young.

"Proffessor Lupin? Did they figure out what she is yet?" Harry asked, propping himself up.

"No, not that I'm aware of Harry. Don't worry, we'll get this all settled." He gave the boy a soft smile. "You should get some sleep, Harry. It's been quite an exhausting day.

Harry seemed to think something over in his head. He opened his mouth once, twice. Then he finally looked up at his father's old friend. He gave a sideways grin.

"You know, I'm half hoping she really is my aunt."

"Why?"

"I think she needs someone almost as much as I do. From all she's told me, I think she's lost her center." He paused again. "That and she's bloody hilarious."

* * * * *

"Run that by me one more time?"

"Harry is a wizard, and one that is currently being sought after by a very dangerous dark wizard. That is why we must go over this again." Dumbledore said, exasperated.

"Look here, buddy. My mother sprung this whole 'I was a teenaged nympho' on my back not a two days after I've woken up from a coma. A coma that I only got woken up from so I could save my friend from evil. . . not that he even thanked me. No, he goes on and lives his unlife."

"Ms. Chase?"

"Huh? Oh, yeah. So then, I find out I have a brother, who's dead, and now I have a nephew and none of you believe me cuz some evil nut job wants him dead? Cuz, hello, do I look evil?"

"No, just royally pissed." The woman said beside her.

"Damn skippy, cuz honey, I've seen evil. And it sure don't look this good." She smiled.

Dumbledore looked over the top of his half-moon glasses and felt the urge to be very exasperated. That and the sudden urge to clean them. Curious.

"Be that as it may, Ms. Chase, we do only have your side of the story."

"So, do a blood test, or something else. I mean you are wizards. Isn't there a test for this?"

"She has a point, Albus. There is a test we can perform." Lupin said, entering the room.

"Then lets do it."

* * * * *

Dumbledore sat at the Dursley's kitchen table. He looked down quickly at the spell and back up at Lupin. The man stood in the shadows of the room, not willing to say anything outright.

"Do you trust her, Albus?"

"I think she has nothing to hide, Remus, if that's what you're asking."

"It's not. I asked you if you trusted her." He said bitingly.

Dumbledore looked up at the man. Fear was evident in his eyes. And he couldn't help feeling just a little bit guilty for seeing that fear. That fear had ridden his back for the last sixteen years.

"This isn't about Ms. Chase, is it?"

"Of course it is. And Harry -"

"No, this is about Harry. What's best for Harry. You have always tried to point that out. That Harry should be everyone's first concern. You feel guilty, Remus, when you shouldn't. There was nothing any of us could have done to save Sirius."

"Like you said, Albus. It has nothing to do with that and everything to do with Harry. When James and Lilly were killed, I could do nothing to take care of him. Sirius couldn't either. Sirius at least had a chance to make up to him. To be a father of some type for him. Who picks up that slack now? Who else has he got?"

"He's got me."

Remus turned to face Cordelia. He only turned away from her again.

"So, what's this spell?"

"A moment, Ms. Chase, and I will perform the spell."

Dumbledore rose to his feet and tapped his wand twice on a block of oak wood.

"To hear the call

From one of blood

to another

To feel the kinship

grow and bind

find the blood

and let it glow."

In three of the room in number four, a mysterious glow appeared. The Dursleys all glowed yellow. Cordelia Chase glowed blue. And Harry Potter? He glowed green

"Did it work?"

* * * * *

The Dursleys came too the next morning, remembering nothing more than Harry being swept off into the night by one of his freaky friends. It was, in Vernon Dursley's mind, the best thing that could happen. It didn't explain why his nose was swollen though.

A/N 2: Ok, so good? or not?