At this Harry took the cloak off him and Ginny to ask, "Tell me, what?

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, only books written by the goddess JK Rowling.

Chapter Two: Meet Your Counter Part

"What the hell?!" The woman jumped back surprised and unconsciously took a fighting stance. "How did…" She eyed the cloak now in Ginny's arm with narrow hazel eyes and relaxed by a fraction. "Oh, of course. I should have thought of that, damn." She allowed her arms to drop to her sides, suspicion not leaving her body for a second.

"Who exactly are you and what do you not want to tell me?" Harry asked his hand on his wand. To his surprise she laughed.

"If I told you that what would be the point of not telling you?"

"What?" Harry asked confused.

"Keep up. Why would I tell you anything when I just said I wouldn't tell you anything? Follow me that time?" Her voice laced with harsh sarcasm. Harry pulled out his wand and pointed at her, but before he could say anything she smirked. "What is a stick going to do?"

"I could hex you." He said standing in front of Ginny not trusting this woman for one instant.

Her face softened when she saw the mistrust and determination in his eyes. "Look, I'm not a enemy but obviously words won't be enough. Just another reason that war sucks, huh? Can't trust anyone even when it's finally truly over it's still hard to go back to ways of peace, but seeing as we haven't had it for practically a century I guess that's okay."

"Well some of Voldemort's followers could still be lurking around." Harry remarked defensively.

"I doubt it. Practically all of Europe has been filtering out rouge Death Eaters and others still under the influence of the Imperious Curse. Besides, if I was a follower wouldn't I have already attacked you? And why would I be here of all places where Voldemort met his first downfall and looking at the graves of two of the people who helped with that first downfall?" She asked waving a hand vaguely at Lily and James Potter's grave. "Another thought, I'm still talking to the one person who not only brought about his first downfall but also his second and last. Even though I'm not exactly sure why I'm still here"

"So, who are you anyway?" Harry asked lowering his wand.

"I'm not going to tell you." She said walking away.

"Stay where you are!" Ginny called out pulling out her own wand.

"What are you, a cop? Or did you just come from some crime TV land?" She asked sarcastically eyeing the wands in their hands. "And how is this fair? Two armed against one?" She put her arms out and lifted them quickly. Following her motions the moisture from the ground shot up and attacked their wands. Once the water had successfully disarmed Harry and Ginny it floated behind the woman carrying the wands in a bubble.

They stared astounded. "Now you can get your wands once I'm gone."

"Wait," Ginny said. "Shouldn't Harry have a right to know who you are and why you were standing over his parents' grave?"

"You can keep whatever information you didn't want to tell me to yourself. I only want to know the relation between you and my parents, and your name." Harry offered.

The woman looked at Ginny eyeing her with sadness. "You're Ginny Weasley, right?" Ginny nodded surprised. The woman looked skyward. "Why did you have to say Harry had a right to know? Don't answer that it was a rhetorical question." She sighed this time looking at Harry. "The only reason I don't want to tell you who I am is because that is the information I wanted to keep from you."

"Why-" Harry started but she cut him off.

"I know that you never really knew your parents and it would probably interest you to find someone who you thought knew them, that's the reason you're pushing for my name and relation to your parents right?"

Harry looked thoughtful as though he was contemplating his answer. "Yes I suppose that's true."

"Well I don't know your parents any more than you do. In fact you probably know more than I do because I never cared to bother finding information about them." She looked at him again. "Knowing that, do you still want to know who I am?"

He nodded. "Yes, and why you were here today at their grave."

"Are you sure you won't regret it?" She asked truthfully. Ginny took Harry's hand as he nodded.

"Alright." She still looked extremely hesitant. "To my friends I'm known as Aqua but my name is Jessica Lillian Potter." Harry and Ginny looked shocked and that's wasn't even doing their expressions justice. "By all accounts I'm your sister." This information doubled the look of surprise, alarm, awe, and bewilderment on the couple's faces.

When Harry regained his ability to speak he asked her, "How?"

She sighed again clearly this day was just getting worse every minute of it. "When Dumbledore told your parents about the prophecy he also suggested that we be separated for our own safety. Our grandparents on our father's side lived in the U.S., United States, and I was sent to live with them for a bit while you stayed with your parents. After the incident on Halloween Dumbledore sent you to live with your aunt and uncle instead of our grandparents and your probably wondering why. You wouldn't have had the protection that your mother gave you if you went to live with your father's parents. Also Dumbledore didn't want you to leave the country. He preferred to be able to keep an eye on you. I also think he still wanted us separated, not that he ever admitted to that.

As an infant I never even relized the absence of my parents and when I finally did I was almost three. Shortly after that our grandparents died and I was sent to an orphanage. The next time I was in England was four years ago working for the Order. I actually saw you once in Grimauld Place during the summer."

"How old are you to have been working for the Order four years ago?" Ginny asked.

"I'm the same age as Harry, nineteen. Sparks, Magma, and I were the only underage witches working for the Order." She paused for a bit thinking about what she said. "That's about it. Any other questions or can I go now?"

"Just wait for a minute, alright." Harry said exasperated. "I've just found out I have a sister who's lived halfway around the world my whole life and who's my own age so I guess that would make you my twin?"

Jessica nodded. "Technically I've lived 'cross an ocean and a country. Seeing as I grew up on the edge of the Pacific Ocean."

"So if your long lost siblings don't you think you tow should get together some time and learn about each other." Ginny said calmly.

"And this is coming from the girl with a bunch of siblings." Jessica mumbled under her breath. Clearly this was not her day.

"Ginny has a good idea, why don't we? I don't know anything about you and you don't know anything about me." Harry said oblivious to his newly found sister's discomfort.

"What do I do to get myself into these messes?" Jessica mumbled skyward. "I wouldn't say we don't know anything about each other." She said in a normal tone looking back at Harry. "I'm sure you were under that cloak listening to that big spiel not ten minutes ago. And I know some information about you from various resources, how Ginny is your fiancée for one thing."

"How do you know that?" Ginny asked curious.

"One you're wearing an engagement ring and two your mother Mrs. Weasley is one of my so called resources."

"So, Mrs. Weasley knew about you?" Harry asked stunned.

"Practically everyone in the Order knew. Dumbledore and your godfather included."

"And not once did they tell me?!"

"Hey don't yell at me yell at them." She snapped defensively.

"I can't they're dead."

"Well no duh! Talk to Dumbledore's portrait if you want or talk to your future mother in-law." She suggested. "Look I'm going to be late for class. I'll see you around." She turned and walked away. As she did their wands fell to the ground. Ginny looked from Harry to Jessica in amazement. She quickly grabbed her wand and made a piece of parchment appear.

"Jessica wait!" Ginny shouted to the retreating woman. Jessica paused as Ginny ran up to her and gave her the parchment after tapping her wand to it. "This is the address to our flat alright? Come by or just send an owl."

Jessica looked at her funny before smiling and shaking her head. "Okay." Then she left.

Ginny walked back to Harry to find him placing the bouquet of white roses onto the grave of Lily and James Potter.

"She seems like a nice person." Ginny said taking hold of Harry's hand again.

Harry could only shake his head. "I don't know anything about her though. You've grown up with six siblings, I grew up as on only child and living with my cousin was no sibling relationship. I don't think I'll know how to act as a brother."

"What about Ron and Hermione, aren't they like a brother and sister to you?"

"They're my best friends."

"Well that's how to work everything out. Like meeting a new friend, it will be easier to see her as a friend first then work on seeing her as a sister."

Harry looked over to the spot where Jessica had vanished into the distance. "Do you really think she'll come?"

"I'm sure of it." Harry smiled and kissed Ginny's hair before moving to her lips.

A/N: Okay well I hoped you liked this chapter, if you did that's great! If you didn't well then oh well, tell me what's wrong with it. I welcome any advice, critics, or praise. Jessica is of my own creation, as far as I know Harry does not have any siblings and his grandparents did not live in America. I tried to portray Jessica as growing up with a different cultural background than anyone from England and well as being a wizard. Hence she doesn't often use her wand due to her own natural power. And I wasn't making any reference to the actual channel TV Land (note above that land in lowercase). Reviews are always welcome!