A/N: Wow, I'm surprised this story got such a good response! Sorry it took so long to update, but I've been kind of busy. I got asked to include how Harry found out about his relatives, so that will slowly be revealed in flashbacks included the story though not much is explained in this chapter. They will be in italics. The second part of this chapter in italics is a vision of the past. Thanks to everyone who reviewed!

Chapter 2-

"Chris! Get the door, please!"

"I'm busy, make Wyatt do it!"

"Wyatt, get the door!"

"I'm busy, make Chris do it!"

"Chris, get the-"

"Honestly, you're all hopeless!" Piper called to her husband and sons upstairs. "It's probably one of your cousins, anyway." She opened the door, expecting to find one of her many family members, but instead it was just-

"Hi," Piper said to the boy on her doorstep. "Can I help you?"

"Uh, no, I mean, yes, well-"

Piper waited patiently for his stuttering to stop and took the time to examine him. He spoke with an English accent and looked to be around her sons' ages, maybe slightly younger, twenty, perhaps? He had messy black hair and green eyes but the most curious thing about him was the scar on his forehead, which was in the shape of a lightning bolt.

"I'm Harry. Harry Potter," the boy said, looking at Piper as if he expected her to recognise the name. When she didn't reply, he looked slightly frustrated. "Could I- come in? I mean, if it's okay..."

"Of course," Piper said, smiling warmly. "I'm Piper. Piper Halliwell. She held open the door and Harry stepped through. "Have a seat," she offered. "Would you like something to drink?"

Harry shook his head, settling himself in an armchair.

"So, what are you doing here?" Piper asked curiously.

"I- uh..." started Harry nervously. "Are you a Muggle?"

"A what?" Piper asked in confusion.

Harry looked disappointed. "Don't worry," he said quickly. "I'm from England. My aunt, uncle and cousin just died and they were pretty much the only family I had. My mother and father died when I was a baby, you see. I'm trying to track down my family members, just to find out some family history. I was- I was wondering if you'd recognise this." He drew out a fine silver chain from his pocket and Piper was startled to see it had a triquetra hanging from it.

"Where did you get that?" she asked in shock.

Harry eyed her curiously. "You recognise it?" he asked. "I discovered a note from my aunt saying it was passed down in my family and my mother used to own it. I don't have any sisters, so I guess she wanted me to have it."

"Why did you bring it here?" asked Piper.

Harry shrugged. "Your family were the only living relatives I could find. I think we're related through a... Penthea Baxter."

Piper nodded, not recognising the name, but it did begin with a P. The next thing to do, however, was to check if Harry had any powers or if he was part witch at all.

"Do you know what the triquetra means?" Piper asked.

"The what?" Harry asked.

"Triquetra. The symbol on the chain," Piper explained, gesturing towards it.

Harry shook his head. "I'd never seen it before in my life."

Piper nodded, hiding her disappointment and knowing that that didn't necessarily mean that Harry wasn't a witch.

Harry stared at the woman. She looked as if she recognised the necklace.

"Do you know what it means?" Harry asked.

The woman shook her head a little too quickly. "No, I don't."

Harry looked at her in disbelief. She was lying. The woman, Piper, had a kind, motherly feel about her –reminding him of Mrs. Weasley, actually- but he couldn't be too cautious, not when there were still leftover Death Eaters out there, hungry for revenge.

Harry walked into the recently restored living room in the house he'd inherited from Sirius. "I need help," he announced.

Lupin looked up from his book, a surprised expression on his face. "Of course, Harry. What do you need?"

"I want to find my relatives," Harry told him. At a bewildered stare from Lupin, he continued. "I know all my direct relatives are dead, but there have to be more. I want to get to know my mother's relatives. I- I just want to know if they're... like us. Witches and wizards, I mean."

A sympathetic look passed Lupin's face. "Harry, you have to understand... your mother, even being a very talented witch was a Muggleborn. I know some people who might be able to find out what happened to James' family, though..."

"No," Harry interrupted. "I want to know about my mother's family. I- I want to know if they recognise this." He held up the silver chain he had found at the Dursleys'. Lupin took it with a puzzled expression.

"Harry, where did you get this?"

"Harry? Are you okay?" Piper looked at the boy, who seemed to have zoned out.

"Oh. Yeah, I'm fine, thanks," he said, forcing a smile onto his face.

"Hey, Mom, what-" Piper's son Wyatt broke off, walking down the stairs as he caught sight of Harry.

"Harry, I'd like you to meet my son, Wyatt," Piper introduced then frowned seeing Chris run down the stairs after him. "And this is my son, Chris. Chris, how many times have I told you not to run down the stairs?"

"Um, a lot?" Chris grinned sheepishly.

Piper sighed in frustration. "Boys, this is Harry. He's trying to find distant relatives of his and he thought we may be somehow connected to his family tree."

Harry nodded.

"Oh, cool," Wyatt said blankly, though he couldn't think of anything more boring to be doing. "I'm going to go get a soda. Does anyone else want one?"

Piper shook her head. "No thanks. Harry?"

Harry nodded. "Thanks, that'd be great."

Wyatt nodded, heading into the kitchen. Chris followed him.

"I have some documents in our attic," offered Piper. "You could have a look at those if you like."

"Thanks," accepted Harry.

"So, what made you think your relatives were in America?" asked Piper.

Harry shrugged. "I have some... friends, who document families, over in England. They owed me some favours, and found that three generations ago, my mother's side of the family moved over to England from America."

"Three generations ago?" Piper's eyebrows shot up.

"Uh-huh," Harry confirmed. "I couldn't find anything until then. Everyone related to me all the way through to you are dead. There might be some relatives from even further back, but I decided to check your family out first."

Piper nodded, just as Wyatt and Chris re-entered the room. Wyatt passed a drink over to Harry who took it with a muttered 'thanks'. Just as he was leaning over, his arm bumped Wyatt's, who gasped as images flooded his head.

"Look, you two, in case we don't make it… I just want to say thanks. For everything you know?" Harry looked at the ground.

The brunette girl besides him frowned. "Don't think like that, Harry. We have the entire Order by our side."

"The entire Order?" Harry laughed hollowly. "Most of them are dead already. It'll be a miracle if any of them survive this."

"Harry, mate, we'll be okay." This time the speaker was a red haired boy. "C'mon."

They ran over the field, where there were already dozens of people.

"It's times like this I wish we could apparate in Hogwarts," muttered the red haired boy.

The three split up. People everywhere were pointing sticks at each other; with coloured light bursting from them every few seconds, when they spoke in what seemed to be a foreign language. Every once in a while, someone would fall to the ground, dead.

"Harry."

It was a simple word, but the speed with which Harry spun around was incredible.

"Voldemort," he breathed.

Standing before him, was a tall figure in black robes. He lowered his hood, and red eyes peered out, mere slits in his hideous face.

"Say your prayers, Potter. You'll need them."

"Wyatt? Are you alright?"

Wyatt blinked, staring into his mother's concerned face.

"What? Oh yeah, I'm fine, Mom," he replied absently.

"Okay," she said, though she didn't look as if she believed him. "Harry, I was wondering if you wanted to-"

Before she couldn't finish her sentence, Piper was interrupted by six brutal-looking demons that had just flamed into the room.

"This is so not our day," she grumbled.

A/N: I hope that was okay! I know it was kind of short, but I haven't updated for ages, so I just wanted to get this out. Please review!