Headmaster Professor Albus Dumbledore, and Professor Minerva McGonagall walked out of the Great Hall.
"You wanted to see me?" Professor McGonagall asked.
Professor Dumbledore nodded. "I do." The two started walking down the empty hall. "Its come to my attention that Harry Potter has another living relitive."
"The half sister of Potter's mother, and aunt?" Professor McGonagall paused in her walk. "But I thought it's impossible to find her?" She asked. "She's Russian, and." She trailed off, with a thoughtfull look. "That's all I know."
Professor Dumbledore turned to her. "I believe it is rare when I'm wrong, and when I am, I do admite it." He replied. "Her name escapes me for the moment, I also believe she shouldn't be that hard to track down."
"And how is that?" Professor McGonagall asked.
"America has their own line of defense, a team called the Avengers." Professor Dumbledore explained, and McGonagall's eyes widened.
"They're just as famous as Potter."
"Because you are an animagus, I ask." The headmaster trailed off.
"That I spy on them?" Professor McGonagall folded her arms. "You want me to spy on the American muggles?" She couldn't believe her ears.
"I wouldn't ask if it wasn't Harry Potter." Headmaster Dumbledore said.
Professor McGonagall seemed to think this over. "Alright." She caved. "Fine, but if they send any dogs after me, I'll be blaming you."
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Harry is currently in his room, a peice of paper on his desk as he writes.
Dear Mrs. Romanoff
I'm sorry for suddenly writing to you out of the blue like this, but I just recently found out about you. You are my mother - Lily Evens, Lily Potter's half sister making you my aunt.
My name is Harry Potter, I have been living with Aunt Petunia sinse I was a baby. I don't know if you know that my mom, and her husband James are dead, that's why I have been living with them and cousin Dudley.
I will be going on twelve soon, and I would really like to know about you, Aunt Petunia won't tell me anything. Just then fact that you live in America and you're married. I would love to meet you, and your family. If that's ok with you.
Oh, this is Hedwig, she belongs to me. She was a birthday present from my friend Hagrid, Hedwig won't hurt you, unless you scare her.
Your nephew,
Harry Potter
Folding the paper and gently putting it into an envalop, Harry walked over to Hedwig's cage and opened the gate.
"Here's your chance for some excercise." He said as he gently petted her. "I hope you can find Aunt Natasha." He held up the letter with his free hand.
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Professor McGonagall is now in her cat form as she looked at the apartment building, It was easy to find the half sister in the phone book, but now came the difficult part - actually finding the right muggles to follow.
"Daddy! Daddy!" A blonde little boy around the age of seven hurried past the bush McGonagall's hiding in. She watches the cute boy, who runs up to his father. Who's an older verson of the boy. "We got a letter from Uncle Bucky!" He bounced with delight around his father.
"Really?" The man gently asked as he took the letter and opened it. His son grabbed his arm as he stood on his tiptoes to try to see the letter.
"What does he say?"
"He just says he'll be back at the end of the month. And that he has a surprise for all of us." His father answered as he took his active son by the hand and lead him to the entrance of the apartment building.
"A surprise?" The boy asked with delight as he bounced and disappeared through the revalving door.
Just then Professor McGonagall was snatched up from the bush by a little kid. "Hey guys look what I found, new prey." He turned and carried McGonagall to two other kids his age.
Two boys held a big can of paint, while another one held a paint brush.
"Hey, you brats!" The voice had the boys freezing in fear. McGonagall watched as a red-head woman walk toward them. "Leave that cat alone!"
"Its Black Widow!" The one with the paintbrush cried. "Let's get out of here!" Dropping the brush, he and his friends turned and raced off.
The cat hissed when the boy, who'd grabbed her, now suddenly dropped her to race after his friends.
The red head knelt down next to the cat. "Are you ok kitty?" She asked as she gently petted the cat. "You should really stay away from those kids, they pick on helpless animals." She then stood to her full height and walked towards the entrance of the building.
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Natasha is in the kitchen as she starts to make her family dinner. Steve walks in and leans against the counter with his arms folded as he watches her.
"You ok, Nat?" He asks gently.
"Why wouldn't I be?" She retorts as she gets the oven ready to the right temp.
Steve shrugged. "You've been testy for the last couple of days, going off at a simple thing." He walked over to stand behind her, placing his hands on her shoulders. "You acted this way when you found out about James." He squeezed her shoulders gently.
"I just haven't been sleeping well is all." She informs simply.
"Mommy! Daddy!" James cried as he runs into the kitchen. "There's an owl on the balcony!"
"What?" Both his parents ask in union before hurrying out of the kitchen and into the main room of the apartment, which is the living room and look toward the small balcony. "A beautiful owl, too." Natasha said as she walks over to the screen door to unlock and open it.
But the owl stayed perched on the back of one of the chairs.
"Is that a letter in its mouth?" James asked, he's now sitting sideways on his knees on the couch, his hands pressed down on the armrest.
Slowly, Natasha walks over to the owl, who drops the letter in the seat of the chair. She picks it up and takes it out of the envalope to unfold it and reads it. She turns pale when she does.
"Natasha?" Steve asks as he walks over to her, he wraps his arm around her with one arm, then takes the letter with his free hand. "Ok, I'm confused."
"Of course you would be." Natasha said as she grabs a lawn chair and falls into it. "Nobody but Director Fury knows."
"Knows what?" Steve asks, he rereads the letter again. "Will you please tell me what's going on."
Natasha takes a few deep breaths. "It's a long story." She gently and slowly reaches out to Hedwig, who allows her to pet her. "I will write a reply."
Steve folded his arms. "Am I going to like this?" He asked.
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