Disclaimer: I'm not JK Rowling. I do own Sosa and his family though... and I own everything that doesn't look familiar... Like the magical nail file Sosa uses later on.

Chapter 2

Sosa and Harry sat in the living room of the Kowal Residence and were talking quietly. It wasn't until after they both went quiet; as if not having anything to say, did Sosa bring something up.

"Harry… are you a – a…" Sosa always had trouble speaking to people, but he didn't know why he was having so much trouble talking to his friend.

"Am I what, Sosa?" Harry asked his friend.

"M-Mum says - She told me – that – that you're a – wizard." He finally spit out. "Are you? A – A wizard? I mean…" he asked.

"You're really asking me this? Well, I've got a question for you then before I answer." Harry smiled at his friend. "Are you a wizard?" he asked. Sosa nodded. "Then, yes, I am." He laughed. "There really wasn't any reason to be so nervous about asking me this. I mean really, I've had harder questions before. Like, where do you find a Bezoar?" he laughed.

"You know, it actually isn't stone. It actually looks like a huge hairball." Sosa laughed.

"Ew!" Harry laughed, feeling all the tension in the room go away.

"But sadly you have to eat it or die if you're poisoned." He commented.

"What are you? A Potions Genius? Or a Potions Professor" Harry asked.

"Oh yes! I'm one of the worst professors in the world actually!" Sosa told him, jokingly.

"You're not a mean professor are you?" Harry asked, faking horror.

"No. I'm a professor who gets nervous around students." Sosa informed him.

"Oh. Then you would be a bad professor wouldn't you?" Harry asked him.

"Uh-huh." Sosa and Harry both laughed.

A while later they calmed down and were just sitting on the couch.

"So, you've never been to the Wizarding World?" Harry asked him.

"No. Just Mum and Karen. She says it's too dangerous for me to be there." Sosa frowned.

"I can just imagine you going to Hogwarts. You'd probably be in Ravenclaw." Harry told him.

"What would that mean?" Sosa asked him, getting up.

"You're very smart and keep to yourself." Harry shrugged.

"Lets go up to my room." Sosa said, pulling Harry off of the couch.

"Okay. You know, I've never seen your room." Harry changed the subject.

"That's because I didn't know you were a wizard. I thought you'd be kind of weirded out by it." Sosa shrugged, leading him upstairs. He then led him down a hallway to the third door on the right. He opened the door and let him in.

Harry was amazed by the room, It wasn't that big, but it wasn't small either. There were photographs on one wall, and lunar charts, and maps on the other, and a book case standing to the right of the photographs, and…

"A Foe-Glass. Mum gave it to me. Have you ever seen one before?" he asked.

"Yes, in my fourth year at Hogwarts. Didn't think I'd see one again so soon." Harry replied.

He watched the mirror like glass and saw a really faded image of a brown haired man with dark blue eyes. He looked sort of evil.

"Who's that?" He finally asked.

"That's - I'll tell you later." Sosa shook his head.

Then they both saw a girl with white hair and pink eyes. They saw that the image was very distinct.

Sosa shook his head and sighed, taking his wand out of his pocket. He waved his wand at the door and the white haired girl fell into the room.

"Harry, this is Karen. My sister." Sosa introduced as she got up.

"Why were you looking at that thing anyway?" Karen hissed, in a very cat-like manner, at her brother.

"Because this is my room and I have my own rights to do what ever I please in it." Sosa replied calmly. Karen glared and then looked at Harry, eyes widening.

"You're The Harry Potter!" Karen exclaimed.

"Karen! You're going to scare him off!" Sosa complained.

Harry, of course, didn't know any better and guessed that the two siblings despised each other deeply.

"No I'm not! He's a celebrity! I'm sure he's used to it." She retorted.

"Get out of my room." Sosa demanded.

"No. I want my answer." She told him.

"He doesn't have to answer you. You're not the Queen of England, nor are you the Minister of Magic." He glared at her as he tried to push her out of his room.

"Ow! Sosa! Cut your nails! That hurt!" She complained after he finally got her out the door. He slammed the door.

"Sorry about that Harry." Sosa sighed, watching the mirror, watching the image of his sister fade.

"That's alright. I mean, you've seen my cousin." Harry shrugged.

Sosa went into one of his desk drawers, which Harry had just noticed now, and realized there was a cage with an owl in it, and took out a long thin piece of wood and started scraping his fingernails on it.

"What's that?" he asked.

"Magical nail file." Sosa replied. "It makes my nails dull and files them down so they don't hurt anyone." He told him.

Harry looked out the window and saw his owl, Hedwig, on the tree outside his window. He looked at his friend.

"I've got to go. I expect Aunt Petunia will be wondering where I am." Harry said.

"I'll walk you to the door." Sosa said, going over to him.

They left his room and Sosa walked him to the front door.

"Sosa? Who was that man? You never told me." Harry asked him.

"Soon Harry. Soon." Sosa sighed before opening the door. "Bye Harry."

"Bye Sosa." Harry sighed before leaving.

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