A/N: I am deeply sorry this took so long, there are many reasons for it which I don't really want to list. Anyway, I'm sorry if this chapter is bad and that it's not much longer than the last one, I promise I am working on it. Updates will be slow since I have other stories to work on and because I want to go back and fix a few errors my wonderful reviewers have pointed out to me. One final note, the poll is still going and the results so far are:

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Narcissa had been living in Sirius's house for several days now, and she was having an increasingly hard time adjusting. This was mainly because of the fact that the house was in a rather large muggle community and even though she didn't want the muggles and muggle-borns dead, that didn't mean she wanted to be around them all the time. She would mostly spend time in the house reading or watching her son and Harry when Sirius and Remus were gone. One day though, she made a very interesting discovery while heading up to her room.

It was a very nice day out, Harry, and Draco were outside playing and Remus had gone to get groceries, she wasn't sure what Sirius was doing. Narcissa was feeling rather bored that day, since she didn't leave the house much there was never a lot for her to do. She supposed it was better than living with a husband who didn't care about her, but she did wish she could find something to do.

She was about to walk past a slightly open door on her way to her quarters, when something caught her eye. She stopped and turned back to the open door. Slowly, she reached her hand out and pushed the door open. Walking in Narcissa saw what it was that had caught her attention. It was a very odd box-shaped thing. The front of the box was rather shiny looking and at the bottom were several buttons. She was pretty sure the muggle contraption was called a 'television', but just why Sirius had one, she didn't know. Figuring she had nothing better to do, Narcissa approached the muggle device and found a button labeled 'power'. She pushed it and recoiled in shock and the 'television' sprang to life.

On the screen she could see a group of men kicking around a white ball as if it were a game. Narcissa had never been a fan of Quidditch or any other wizard sports, so she figured she wouldn't like any muggle game either. She saw next to the power button, two buttons with arrows on them. She pushed the one going up and the image changed into one of a car exploding. Narcissa pressed it again and this time, found herself viewing a man holding a crying woman in his arms.

"I am sorry Rebecca," the TV man said in a rather dramatic, over-the-top voice, "but I am still in love with your reincarnated evil half-sister."

"Oh Joaquin!" The TV Woman sobbed.

Narcissa pulled her hand away from the arrow button and went to sit on the couch at the other side of the room. There was something about this show that she found rather…interesting.

At the same time, two young boys were outside playing football, or at least, one was trying to teach the other how to play football with little success.

"I told you Draco," Harry said for the third time that day, "It's just like Quidditch. You kick the ball with your feet, no hands, and you have to get the ball into the other teams goal, it's easy."

"I got that part," Draco replied, "This is what I don't get, you said there's a person standing in the goal who tries to stop the other team from scoring right?"

"Yeah, the goalie." Harry confirmed.

"Well how does he do it if you're not supposed to use your hands?" Draco asked.

"Oh, I meant that no one can use their hands but the goalie." Harry elaborated.

"This game is too hard," Draco said tiredly, "Can we do something else?"

"I guess what do you want then?" Harry asked.

"I don't know, my mum says we can't play quidditch 'cause of all the muggles." Draco said angrily.

Harry had to agree with him. He really did miss playing quidditch, but since he was a child again, it would be a few more years before he would be able to play a real game of quidditch again.

As the two boys were wondering what game they could play that they both knew and wouldn't disturb any of the muggles, a blue mini-van drove passed them and pulled into a driveway across the street. Harry looked up casually and watched as a man got out of the driver's side, pulled open the side door and helped a small child out of the passenger seat. Harry watched as the little girl started running around to the other side of the car as soon as her feet touched the ground. As she ran, Harry could hear her shouting, "Hermy! Hermy!"

'Hermy?' Harry thought to himself, his eyes widening, 'It couldn't be.'

"Hermy!" The girl shouted again, "Come on Hermy, were home."

From under the van, Harry could just make out a pair of legs reach the ground, and then walk towards the end of the car into full view. Harry's jaw almost dropped. He couldn't see her face very well and she was obviously much younger, but the bushy hair and the large book she seemed to be carrying were unmistakable

"Hermione?" He gasped softly, but loud enough for Draco to hear him.

"What?" He asked looking at his new friend with confusion.

Harry turned quickly toward Draco, having forgotten he was there in his shock, "Oh nothing."

Harry watched as Hermione's parents began pulling suitcases out of the trunk of their car and the young girl continued her shouts of "Hermy, Hermy!" Until Hermione finally acknowledged her.

"Kori I told you, it's 'Hermione', not 'Hermy', Her-mi-own-nee!" She enunciated.

Kori's face scrunched up in concentration, "Hermy-own, Herm-my-on, Herm…I like Hermy better."

Hermione rolled her eyes and turned away from the girl. Harry watched as she walked over to a tree in front of the house and sat down under it. She propped the large book up in her lap and started reading, while the girl called Kori continued to run around on the lawn.

"Hermione!" Her mother called, "We'll be right back, watch your sister okay?"

"Okay Mom." Hermione said briefly looking up from her book.

Harry was shocked, and he began to flashback to the night he spoke with Max, hadn't he said something about Hermione living near him? He hadn't really been paying attention to that, now he wished he had. He continued staring at her, ignoring Draco who was now watching the family as well in an attempt to see what Harry found so interesting about them. Kori continued running around having the aimless fun only a child could have, until she notice Harry and Draco watching them. She stopped and looked at them for a minute before grinning waving furiously at them.

Harry raised his hand and awkwardly waved back at the child while Draco watched, confused.

"You know her?" He asked.

"No." Harry answered truthfully, his eyes focused on the girl as another thought crossed his mind: Hermione has a sister? Why hadn't she ever told him about her?

While he was thinking this, Hermione seemed to notice that her little sister had stopped running around and looked up. Her eyes fell on Harry. Before anyone could say anything, Kori had stopped waving and darted across the street over to the two boys, her sister screaming at her in her wake. Once she was right in front of them, she stopped and began speaking at a very fast pace.

"Hi, I Kori Granger, I three and a half, who're you?"

Harry was for a moment what to say to this girl who until a moment ago, he didn't think could possibly exist, but finally he said.

"I'm Harry, and I'm se-five…this is Draco." He added when the blond boy didn't say anything.

"Kori!"

The three kids looked up to see a frustrated looking Hermione stalking towards them, "Kori, you know you aren't supposed to cross the street without a grown-up, what if a car hit you?"

"What's a car?" Draco piped up.

Hermione looked at him and studied him for a minute, "What do you mean 'What's a car?' Surely you've seen a car before, there's one over there."

She pointed at the van she and her family had just pulled up in, Draco's face lit up in understanding, "Oh, so that's what those things are."

Harry made a mental note to talk to Draco about muggle life a little later, right now all his attention was on Hermione and her sister. Hermione seemed to feel him staring at her and moved her gaze to him. For a moment she just looked at him, not saying anything, which greatly confused Harry. Then a small smile appeared on her face.

"Hello, I'm Hermione Granger, are you new here?" she asked.

"Yeah," Harry answered quickly, perhaps a little too quickly since Hermione looked a bit taken aback when he answered, "I-I'm Harry Potter, and this is Draco Malfoy."

"It's nice to meet you Harry." Hermione said holding her hand out

Harry took and they shook somewhat awkwardly. He was trying to think of something to say when suddenly Kori spoke up again.

"Wanna play hide and go seek?" She asked cheerfully.

The other three children agreed, although Draco had to be told by Harry exactly what Hide and go Seek was and how to play. He wasn't very good since it was his first time and ended up being 'it' many times that day. Eventually, Hermione's parents came out and when they saw their children on the other side of the street playing with two boys they had never seen before, they were a little upset.

"Hermione! Kori! Get over here this instant." Their mother shouted.

"Uh oh, we in trouble." Kori said giggling.

Hermione looked at Harry and said, "We have to go now."

"Sorry if I got you in trouble." Harry answered.

"It's okay, I actually had a lot of fun, and we should do it again some time." She answered.

"Yeah okay." Harry said smiling.

Hermione and Kori then walked back over to their house and Harry and Draco did the same. By then it was almost dinner time so they sat at the table and waited for the adults.

Sirius had not seen Narcissa all day and it was starting to worry him. Remus hadn't seen her either, so when dinnertime rolled around, he went around the house searching for her. Finally, he came across a door that was partially open and from inside he could hear people talking. He slowly opened the door and looked inside.

"Narcissa?" He called quietly.

She was sitting on the couch with, to Sirius's surprise, tears in her eyes. The Television he had bought for Harry was turned on and displayed a man and a woman talking.

"No Roderick!" Narcissa suddenly shouted at the screen, making Sirius jump, "Don't do it, she'll betray you again!"

"Uh…Narcissa?" Sirius asked cautiously.

She turned her head and stood up when she saw him their, "Oh, hello Sirius." She said wiping the tears from her eyes and trying to compose herself.

"…um, dinner's ready if you want to come and eat." Sirius told her.

"Alright, I'll be there in a minute," She answered and then turned her attention back to her show, where the man had just seemingly asked the woman to marry him, "Roderick!! NO!!"

Sirius walked out slowly and shut the door. Heading down the hall back to the kitchen, he muttered under his breath, "Women".