Wow, three chapters in one month! About time, lol.

Chapter 9

"Is this it?" Harry asked, sending a second trunk to his house. They were at Emily's flat getting Kia's things to take to the Potters'.

"Yeah, everything else is Emily's. I still can't believe she's a Death Eater," Kia said. Being back here felt so different. Emily had led to her her whole life. This had been her home for the last sixteen years and now it felt so…fake; like a lie or charade.

"Ready?" he asked.

"Yeah, I am," she said. She was nervous about going to a new home, but glad that it finally was there to go to. She walked over to Harry and took his hand. She closed her eyes and prepared herself for the trip—side-along Apparition made her a bit lightheaded. She heard and felt a whirl of wind envelope her and stop without warning.

"We're here," Harry said. Kia opened her eyes and saw an old, large, quaint house on the edge of a large town. There was a beautiful garden out front, full of plants for beauty and magical uses. The house was an off-white colour with dark wood for the doors and shutters. It was calming and welcoming, mush different from the city apartment and the Malfoy's imperious manor. She followed Harry to the door, pausing outside to gather her courage.

"Daddy!" a little boy squealed and ran up to him.

"Dad! You've got to see what we made!" another boy yelled.

"Ok, ok, I will," Harry laughed, hugging both boys.

Kia felt a hand touch her shoulder. She jumped and turned to see who it was. She gasped when she saw the woman that had haunted her dreams. She'd been right, this woman was her mother.

"Welcome home Kia," she whispered in her hear. She gave her a hug, a stiff, uncomfortable hug, but a hug nonetheless. When they pulled apart the two young boys were looking at her curiously.

"James, Jacob," Ginny said. "This is Kia, your older sister. You remember me telling you about her?" They both nodded and smiled at her. The younger one ran up to her and shouted, "Come see! Come see!"

He led her into the next room, which was heavily decorated with Christmas decorations. In the center of the room there was a large structure made of sheets.

"It's a tent!" Jacob exclaimed (she remembered now that Harry mentioning the two boys and their names).

She gave the boy a small, nervous smile, but kept quiet. She could tell they were trying hard to make her feel welcome, the least she could do was act like she felt she was. Even though she still felt like an outsider.

"I'm a bit tired," she said, turning back to Harry; she couldn't bring herself to even think "dad" yet.

"Understandable, you've been through a lot," he said. He motioned for her to follow him and led her up a flight of stairs and down a hallway.

"This is your room," he said, stopping next to the second room on the right. It was a plain, simple room with a queen-sized bed; yet it seemed very welcoming and safe—like rest of the house had so far.

"Well, er, yell if you need anything," he said before closing the door. She slid off her pants and crawled into the bed. She was out before her head touched the pillow.

Kia heard the door creak open and woke with a start. She hit the snooze button on her alarm clock; the illuminated time read 1:45 A.M. Have I really been asleep that long?

"Kia? Kia?" someone whispered near her.

"What?" she said sleepily.

"Can I sleep with you? Please? I can't sleep." She realized it was Jacob. She thought it was odd he would come to her, but was too tired to think any more of it.

"Um, sure," she said. He crawled into the bed with her.

"Kia?"

"Hmm…?"

"Are you staying? For good?"

"Yes, I am."

"I'm glad," he said and snuggled closer to her. She wanted to ask him why he cared so much, but was so tired she fell asleep again in a matter of seconds.

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