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Missmunky, you're my very reviewer and probably the only one. I'm updating just for you. I'm sorry for not updating in such a long time. School will be start soon so I won't be able to update every week and my brothers and sisters will probably thinking I'm weird by writing this but oh well. I hope you like it.

Chapter Two: Their Arrival

Setting: Burrow - Living Room/Kitchen

Time: 6:37 P.M. - Dinner. - Same Day.

"I can't believe I have siblings! and three of them! Now I have people to talk to when the three of you aren't there. I have a real family now, real family members; in a way. I wonder what they're like. I hope Chris isn't a git or Grace and Veronica doesn't hate Quidditch as much as every other girl at Hogwarts." Harry said in excitement.

"You've always had family here, Harry. We're all really happy for you. Maybe, you don't have to go back to the Dursleys' place after school ends." Ginny said.

"That would be so great if you didn't have to live with those people. Then you can have fresh air and play Quidditch whenever you want. This can be like a new start to your life, Harry." Hermione said.

"I wish I could meet them right now." Harry said.

Suddenly as he said that, there was a loud knock on the door and quiet whispering.

"Shut up Vero! Stop complaining, I bet they can hear us right now." Grace said.

"Well, I wouldn't be complaining if it weren't for your bad ability to Apparate." Veronica shouted, just loud enough for everyone in the house to hear.

"Will you two be quiet for at least two minutes? Sometimes I think you guys are the youngest ones." Chris said as his sisters glared at him and Mrs. Weasley opened the door. "It's great to see you again Mr. and Mrs. Weasley."

"We're so happy you've decided to come." Mr. Weasley said as his wife hugged the life out of the new guests. "You three have changed so much, but what do I know, I haven't seen you in fifth-teen years"

Grace was wearing blue jeans, a plain white tee and sandals with a black purse draped over her right shoulder. She looked just like Lily except, she had James' hazel eyes and not Lily's green eyes. She had very long, dark red hair, similar to the Weasleys'.

Veronica wore a brown shirt and jeans under her black jacket. She had dark brown hair, which went a little bit past her shoulders and side bangs, and brown chocolate colored eyes, like her mother.

Chris wore a dark blue sweater with a big letter C on the front (obviously from Mrs. Weasley), dark jeans, black and white converse and he had on a back-pack, which was shaped very oddly. He had long black hair that covered his, like his father, and grey eyes, the type that you could look into for hours at a time. Chris and Veronica were twins but they looked nothing alike.

"Harry, I would like you to meet Grace, Veronica and Chris." Mr. Weasley introduced.

"Hi, I'm…Harry. It's…great to finally…get the chance to …" Harry said, choking on his words, as he stuck out his hand, for a hand shake, but was cut off by Grace's furious hug.

"It's been forever…brother." Grace said almost sounding like she was crying.

"Aww…group hug!" Veronica said, as she hugged both of them. "Chris! Join the hugging!"

"I'd rather not." Chris said as they all stopped hugging. He walked over to Harry (Harry look rather scared) and stuck out his hand. "Don't worry; I'm not going to hug you. I'm more of a hand shaking type of guy." They shock hands. "Finally, I don't have to listen to three girls talk about their periods or "hot guys"."

"Three girls? There's another one?" Harry asked.

"Haha…no…its just them two. The third is our guardians' daughter."

"That's good. You guys should take a seat. You must be tired or something. By the way, how did you get here?" Harry said, as Mr. and Mrs. Weasley decided to leave and give the four of them some time to themselves but Ron, Hermione and Ginny stayed by the stairs to listen to anything interesting.

"Didn't you hear me shout about Grace's horrible ability to Apparate? She almost left my whole arm right behind and I thought she would have had a hang of it after having her license for almost a year." Veronica said Grace glared at her.

(Dialog form – most of the conversation is between Harry and Grace.)

Harry: I can't believe you're all here. I never even dreamed that I would have brothers or sisters. I always thought I was an only child.

Grace: Wait, you didn't know? I thought Dumbledore told you on your first day at Hogwarts.

Harry: No, he didn't tell me anything. Mrs. Weasley told us just a few hours ago.

Grace: Oh, I see. Well how have you been? Have you been staying with the Weasleys all these years? How do you like Hogwarts? What do you like to do on your spare time? Do you have a girlfriend? What house are you in? Do you like Quidditch as much as I do? You look a lot like Dad, oh by the way Happy Birthday.

Veronica: Slow down, some people can't keep up that mouth of yours.

Harry: Hahaha…no that's okay. I've been good. I've been staying with Mom's sister all these years, you know the Dursleys. Hogwarts is great, especially the food, but no one can come any close to Mrs. Weasley's cooking. I didn't have spare time before because of the saving the world stuff but I like playing Wizard's chess with Ron and flying around the Quidditch Patch. No, I don't have a girlfriend. I'm in Gryffindor along with Ron, Hermione and Ginny. I love Quidditch; I'm the seeker on our house team. People tell me I look like Dad but I have Mom's eyes oh and thanks.

Chris: For once someone understands what she says. I guess it's genetic.

Harry: Tell me about yourself, Grace. Who's your guardian? Where are you guys staying? What types of things do you like? What do you intend to be after you graduate? Do a lot of people know we're related? You look like "her", did you know that?

Chris: This is just what I meant.

Grace: Our guardian is a wizard that goes by the name of Ben. We stay with him and his daughter at a muggle inn that he owns. Maybe you can come over holidays. I like a lot of things that a normal girl would like. I really want to be a healer after I graduate. Only Dumbledore and a few people that were in the Order know about us. Not many people can tell that we're related because we look completely different and we all have different last names to "protect" ourselves from Voldemort and I guess it worked since we're all alive. Yeah, everyone tells me that I look like her.

Harry: We have different last names, why is that?

Grace: Well I was originally named Grace Potter but Dumbledore had Ben to change my last name to Evans, which was Mom's maiden. Veronica and Chris were both born with the last name Cross. Most people can't believe that we're related at all; they think that if we're related to you we need to be like some sort of great wizard like you. I don't know, people are weird.

(End of dialog form – for now.)

"People are people. So Chris, what's in that backpack of yours? It looks weirdly shaped but very familiar looking." Harry asked as he pointed at Chris' backpack.

"It's my guitar. I take it everywhere that I can." Chris said as he took his guitar out of the case.

"How long have you known how to play?" Ginny asked from the stairs, as she, Ron and Hermione started to come down.

"I've been playing for about ten years now. Music is that only thing that keeps me happy; besides from reading that is." Chris said as they all listened for him to play something, but it didn't come.

"Can you play something for us?" Hermione asked.

"I would but, I think dinner's ready." Chris said pointing at Mrs. Weasley, who was now placing the roast and mashed potatoes on to the dining table.