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A/N;This chapter is the long chapter I promised. I'm posting it now because I'm going away in a couple of days and will be away for a while. I'mn trying to get tha chapter after that out beore as well.

And I also want to thanks all of those who reviewed and put this up as a alert, I have tried to reply to all of the review's, but some of them were anonyms, so thanks for the review. Enjoy the chapter...

Chapter Four; Reality Sucks

The last Lesson of the day for Harry was transfiguration. He had told both Ron and Hermione that Jessica had awoken, and they seemed just as excited about this as he did. The class stood up in a line to wait for Professor McGonagall to show up, it was then that Harry heard in on a rather strange conversation that Seamus and Dean.

"... Her skin was completely white." Seamus said to Dean.

"Maybe she's a vampire." Dean joked.

"What are you talking about?" Lavender Brown asked in a slight demanding voice.

Seamus turned to the rest of the class. "On our way here me and Dean saw this strange looking girl with Professor Lupin." He said to everyone listening. "She can't be older than 17, she was wearing a tee and a pair of knee cut jeans and her skin was completely white. Like a vampire, I'd tell you. And to think about it, she looked a bit like Harry."

This made Harry turn and look at Seamus, so did Hermione and Ron.

"A lot like Harry actually." Dean added.

"Yeah, with the long pitch Black hair and glasses, not round ones like you Harry, hers were horn-rimmed." Seamus continued. "Who do you think it is?"

"Maybe she was a relative of Harry's who was turned into a vampire at the age of 17." Parvati Suggested. But only got several stares from the rest of the class. "What? I'm just bringing all the facts together."

"Harry." Hermione said, turning toward him. "Do you think it might be Jessica?"

"Maybe." Harry answered; he turned and started to walk down the Hall which led to Professor Lupin's office.

"Who's Jessica?" Seamus asked.

"Potter, where do you think that you are going?" Professor McGonagall asked him, when she saw him heading down the hall in the wrong direction according to her.

"Oh, I uh..." Harry answered, he had for moment forgotten that he still had one more lesson to attend to. "Nowhere." He responded and turned right back again.

"If you were heading for Professor Lupin's Office." Professor McGonagall said to him. "You might as well continue, I'm sure that Miss Ganger can lend you her notes later on today."

Harry stopped. "Right." He said. "I'll be going then." He nodded once and turned to walk to the Defence against the Dark Arts Classroom.

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Jessica had just finished taking on her school robe when the knock on the door came.

"I swear that I will get so annoyed at this very long skirt." She mumbled when she came out from where she had changed.

"You'll adapt in no time." Remus answered and opened the door, which reviled Harry standing there. "Harry, come in." He said to him.

"Hi, McGonagall sent me." Harry said.

"Oh, I thought that she'd wait until the class was over." Remus muttered to himself. "But apparently I was wrong."

But Harry didn't listen; his eyes had been laid upon Jessica who sat on the edge of the desk.

"Hi, Harry." Jessica said. "They really weren't joking when they said that you looked like James." She added, she had actually not quite believed that Harry looked like James, but now she did, he looked almost exactly like James, the only exception wasn't just the eyes, but other small stuff.

"Hi." Harry responded.

And for several seconds the two of them just stared at each other, Jessica had a hard time to believe that it was actually real. That she wasn't just dreaming.

Harry on the other hand also had those problems. All his life had he wanted to know someone who would tell him about his parents, and now, here in front him, stood the person who knew his father better than anyone. She didn't look like he thought she'd look. But she was exactly like Seamus had described her, the pitch black hair, the horn-rimmed glasses, and the white skin.

"So..." Remuses voice came, interrupting their stare and caused them to look away from each other rather quickly. "You two should probably head to... dinner." He added, but then realizing that it was way too early for dinner. "Or the Gryffindor Common room so that Jessica can drop off her stuff."

"Great Idea, Remus." Jessica responded with a nod. "Let's go, shall we Harry?" She picked up her bag and the clothes she had changed from.

"Yes." Harry responded, also nodding.

And so the two of the left the office. Starting to walk down the hallway.

"So, you grew up with Evans sister?" Jessica asked him, just to break the silence.

"Evans?" Harry looked up at her in confusion.

"Oh, you probably don't know, Evans is your mum's maiden name. Her name was Lily Evans." Jessica explained.

"Alright." Harry nodded, taking that information in. "Yes I grew up with my aunt."

"I met her once." Jessica said. "I didn't like her." She added with a smirk which caused Harry to laugh.

"I really can't blame you." He said.

Jessica looked down at him. "I still can't believe that you happened." She said to him.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, Lily and James weren't exactly the best of mates when I was at school." Jessica remembered.

"They hated each other?" Harry asked. Nobody had told him this.

"No, they didn't hate each other. Evans just never knew James the way some people do, which is meaning Me, Remus and..." At this point her voice drifted off. She couldn't bare herself to say his name, it hurt too much.

"And Sirius." Harry finished her sentence.

"Yes, and Sirius." She repeated. "So you know what he did?"

"Yes." Harry answered.

"It doesn't make any sense." She muttered to herself once again, but then changed the subject. "Anyways, I am happy that James was happy, I'm happy that he found someone to lo..." She stopped both talking and walking when they came into the hallway which the Fat Lady's portrait was on.

The hall was full of Trolls.

"Why are there trolls in the hallway?" Jessica asked chocked.

"Oh, Um..." Harry started. "They are here on the Fat Lady's request, last October she got um... attacked by Sirius Black." He explained. "Security Trolls."

"Really?" She looked at him, the chock fading away. "So, these Trolls aren't... dangerous?"

"Not so far." Harry answered.

Now she started walking. Harry gave the password to the Fat Lady who swung the portrait open so they could enter.

Once they entered, on their left side were the notice board, and on it were a wanted poster for Sirius Back. And when Jessica saw it, she went forward to it and ripped it down. "If I'm going to walk past here every day, I don't want that to remind me of why I don't have a brother anymore." She explained to Harry.

The common room itself was fairly deserted. There were a few students there, who stared at Jessica once she and Harry came into the room. But after a few seconds they stopped and continued whatever they were doing before. Harry and Jessica moved to a couch in front of the fire place, where they sat down. And the silence surrounded them again.

"You know," Jessica said. "People would think that you and I would have lot to talk about, but actually I can't come up with anything to talk about."

"Yeah," Harry nodded.

"Tell me about your friends, I don't even know if you have any friends." Jessica came up with. It was true; Remus hadn't said anything about any of Harry's friends.

"I have two best friends," Harry told her. "Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. They are really great friends, but unfortunately not with each other, they have recently been fighting because Ron thinks that Hermione's cat ate his rat."

"Did Hermione's cat do it?"

"I don't know, that's the problem, but I am pretty certain of it." Harry answered.

"I don't like Cats." Jessica shook her head. "I'm more of a dog person myself."

"Same here." Harry agreed. "I'd rather have a dog than a cat."

"Remus said that he have been teaching you how to perform a patronus, how's that working?"

"Pretty well, it's still a blur." Harry explained. "Professor Lupin has really helped me a lot."

Jessica smiled, it was good to hear that Harry had fund that Remus could help him. Remus had told her that Harry reacted very badly to the Dementors. She looked down for a moment before she looked up. "I'm sorry that your life's so crappy." She said to him.

"No, my life's not crappy." Harry said at first but then changed his mind. "It's not so crappy; I have had my good moments." He nodded his head, but didn't sound convincing.

"I have heard that you have Snape as a teacher." She changed the subject. "That must be horrible."

"It's not horrible. It's terrible, awful and horrifying." He laughed.

"Can imagine that," Jessica responded.

"So are you going here next year as well?" Harry asked. He remembered that Remus had told him that Jessica had six months left of her last year.

"Yeah, that's the plan." Jessica answered and started to notice that the common room was starting to fill up with students.

Harry leaned forward where he sat and waived for someone to come. And a few seconds' later two people appeared in front of them. Jessica assumed that these were Harry's two best friends.

"Hi," The girl with the brown bushy hair said to Jessica with a wide smile. "I'm Hermione Granger and this..." She pointed toward the long, red haired boy next to her. "Is Ron Weasley."

"Hi." Ron said.

"Hi," Jessica responded to Hermione's welcome. "Harry told me about the two of you."

"Are you here to stay for a short while or as a student?" Hermione asked Jessica and sat down next to her.

Jessica smiled; it was something about Hermione that she liked, her straightforwardness for one. "I'm here for the rest of this term and next year, as a student."

"Well, it's going to be fun to have you here at school." Hermione continued. "And we need to go down to Dinner, apparently Professor Dumbledore have something to tell the students. I really wonder what that could be."

"Yes, Hermione, what could that possible be?" Harry asked her amused, thinking to himself, that for being such a smart girl, she could be completely clueless sometimes.

"Oh," Hermione said, remembering. "Silly me, of course, it's about you." She laughed nervously at her own stupidity.

And right she was, what Dumbledore wanted to tell the students was about Jessica and about her coming back to school. It had been put up on the notice board around the school that it was mandatory for the students to be in the Great hall at five thirty because Dumbledore had something important to tell the students.

"16 years ago, this school lost a student." Dumbledore said. "In a very mysterious way, this 17 year old girl ended up in a coma, but not like a regular coma, it seemed to be that she was frozen, stunned. But without the ability to resuscitated from this state. But now this morning... she woke up from it. She still looks like a seventeen year old girl; she didn't know that 16 years had passed. This girls name is Jessica, Jessica Potter; she was the sister of James Potter, Harry's father. She will continue her time in school, with this term and next year in Gryffindor with the current sixth years. I am telling you all this now because I do not want you to disturb Miss Potter, but instead leave her alone."

And so Dumbledore's speech continued, he continued a few more saying ´s about not disturbing Jessica. And then the dinner continued. A boy, who liked to right in the same age as Harry, sat down next to Hermione.

"Hi," He said to Jessica. "I'm..."

But Jessica interrupted him; she knew exactly who he was, because the traces of his parents in him were so clear. "Neville Longbottom, right?" She said to him.

"Yeah," He said looking completely confused. "How did you know?"

"I knew your parents." Jessica confessed. "I just didn't know that they knew each other."

The night continued pretty fast with talking. When the night fell, they had decided to visit Hagrid the next day. Harry was going to send a letter to Hagrid to get them at the castle, he had told Jessica about the fit of rage that Hagrid had the last time that Harry, Ron and Hermione had gone out to see him in his hut.

All day had Jessica been avoiding the dorm she was supposed to sleep in, she didn't know any of the girls and it made her slightly nervous. She had been on very good terms with her previous dorm mates, but if she would have such luck this time, she didn't know, or to say, she was pretty sure of that she wouldn't.

Because the girls she used to share dorm with was five very special girls.

When she came into the dorm, it looked to be that the girls she would be sharing with were all there. Staring at the newcomer in the door way.

"Hi." Jessica said with a small smile. Why did everyone have to stare at her?

But soon the girls softened up and continued with whatever they were doing before she arrived. Jessica had been up here earlier to drop of her bag, she had placed the bag on the only empty bed. She walked over to that bad and sat down; once she sat down she started to unpack her clothes, there wasn't so much clothes in her bag, so she was soon done. But in the bottom of the bag she found something that she hadn't noticed before. It was a letter, in a rather thick envelope.

On the front of the envelope was handwriting, James handwriting. It said; "To Jessica, if I'm not around when you find this."

She fingered on the envelope without opening it, she didn't know if she could manage to open this without breaking down. But after a few moments she started to open the letter slowly, but got interrupted by someone.

"Hi," A girl with blonde hair and a friendly face said to her. "I'm Chris." She introduced herself. "Actually it's Christina, but only my mum calls me that."

"Hi, Chris." Jessica said, smiling back at the girl.

"I thought that I'd better introduce us." She motioned to the other girls in the room. "The other blonde one is Gemma, The brunette with a slight skin condition is Paulette, the one next to her is Lanie, and then we have another girl who's not here, she's probably in the Library, but her name's Anna, she's the smart one in the class."

"Hey Rutland, come and look at this." The one called Gemma said to Chris, she and the other girls were looking at pictures.

Rutland? Jessica thought to herself. "Rutland?" Jessica asked out loud.

"Yeah, Gemma calls me by my last name." Chris explained. "She has a boyfriend by the name Chris as well."

"Your last name's Rutland?" Jessica asked. When she grew up her family were very close with a family, by the last name of Rutland, the family had two boys the youngest one, Robert, was in her year, but a Ravenclawer. Her mother thought that he would be the perfect man for Jessica, and would probably have her married off to Robert Rutland. The oldest brother, Sebastian, married and having a boy at four months when Jessica saw the little one.

"Yeah, you know anyone with that name?" Chris asked.

Jessica nodded. "I was in the year as a Robert Rutland." She said.

"That's my uncle." Chris smiled.

"Oh, so you are Sebastian's second child?"

"Yes, and don't ask me how I ended up in Gryffindor, nobody knows." She laughed. "I have three brothers and all of them are in Ravenclaw, My uncle have two kids himself, and they will probably also end up in that house."

"Just out of curiosity..." Jessica said. "Who did Robert get married to, if he's married?" Thinking about what kind of reputation with women that Robert had, the two children he had, they could just as well be both out of marriage, and with two different women.

"A woman named Janet, I don't know about her maiden name..." Chris explained.

"Does she have glug between her front teeth?"

"Yeah, you know her?"

Jessica was chocked by hearing this, she couldn't believe that Robert Rutland had married Janet Hawk, the gossip girl in Jessica's class, she knew everything about everyone. "Really?"

"Yeah." Chris answered and walked over to her friends.

Jessica found it hard to sleep that night; she tossed and turned several times. But eventually she gave up on try sleeping; she had been asleep for over 16 years. She used her wand as a light and instead did what she usually did when she was bored, she painted. She had got a small paint book, quill and ink from Remus.

So she laid herself over the bed and started to draw, she had always had a talent for this, especially when it came to faces and people in different situations. She loved to study and copy people's faces, their different expressions and poses.

On the very first page of the paint book she drew her classmates, the whole bunch of them, exactly like she remembered. It was just as many boys as girls in her class. Six of each.

The whole night passed on and she still hadn't slept. The letter from James had she put in the top drawer, she hadn't opened or read the content. When she had been done with the drawing she had put herself on her back and played with her wand. With her wand she conjured up a small ball of light and then used magic to make the ball soar around above her, changing both colour and shape.

When morning came and the clock turned seven she got up and ascended to the common room, waiting for Harry and the others to wake up. Soon they did wake up, Harry asked her if she had slept well when he sat down next to her, Jessica smiled and said that she had slept like a baby. She didn't need someone to be concerned by the fact that she didn't sleep.

Harry also told her that they would meet Hagrid after lunch, and he would walk with him to the hut so they could talk.

Meeting Hagrid again was great, he hadn't changed so much either during these years. Jessica hadn't herself spent so much time with Hagrid, but her brother had, especially when having detention. Jessica had also had detention with Hagrid once in her sixth year; it had been very dramatic and scary. It included an encounter with a baby Thestral who had gotten a very interested in Jessica's leg when she had tripped on a root, it was kinda scary for Jessica since she couldn't see what had attacked her leg, or started nibbling playfully at her pants more exactly.

Hagrid was talking a lot about what he remembered the most about Jessica and the rest of her classmates, especially James and Lily, his favourite seemed to be the one where he found out that they were together.

Apparently he had found them sleeping outside; it was a very early morning and Hagrid had been out on his usual routine, when he saw two people lying on a blanket, very close together. Once he had come closer he saw who it was. He carefully woke them up and took the two of the two his hut, so they could wait there until it would be safe to enter the castle again. Apparently had they snuck out last night to see the sunset, but fallen asleep afterwards.

Nobody mentioned Sirius; it seemed to be that Hagrid didn't know that Harry knew about Sirius Black and the whole he was best friends with his father thing.

The talk about Jessica's best friends came up although, Jessica's best friend since the age of ten was a girl named Pricilla, Pricilla Colby, she and Jessica had been complete opposites of each other. Pricilla had been blonde, patina blonde, while Jessica's hair was raven black. Pricilla's skin was tanned, while Jessica was complete pale. Both of them came from wealthy families though, that was actually how they met.

Hagrid told Jessica about Buckbeak, and his sad destiny. Hagrid were about to take Buckbeak inside when it was Dinner time and Hagrid would escort them back to the castle, and it was then she was him.

The big black dog she knew better than most who it actually was. He stood only a few yards away from Jessica, staring at her, like he couldn't believe who he was seeing. Jessica stared back, the black dog stood complete still for several seconds.

Jessica first glanced back at Harry, Ron and Hermione; they were still inside the hut, talking to Hagrid about Buck beak and the rehearing that would happen inside a month. Noticing that she wasn't watched, she started to, slowly, walk toward the dog, who had now sat down, still staring at her.

As Jessica came closer the dog still didn't move, once she reached it, it still hadn't moved, she bent down and reached out her hand to him. He sniffed at her hand, as trying to understand that it really was her.

"Hi." She said to him smiling. "Yeah it's really me, I woke up yesterday morning." She said to him nodding, she moved her hand and started to pat him over the head, he seemed to like that. "What?" She suddenly asked him "But if you didn't, then who..." But she couldn't finish he question, because someone was calling for her. And the dog ran away, apparently scared of getting caught.

Jessica stood up; she wanted to call out to him, tell him to come back.

"Jessica, what are you doing out there?"

She turned around and called back that she was alright, and then walked back to them.

"What were you doing out there?" the question came again

"Just looking around." She answered. "Its dinner time and we should head back up to the castle."

And back to the castle they headed. But Jessica didn't head for dinner when they came inside; she diverted off from Harry and his friends and said that she'd join up with them in a minute. What she did instead was that she headed toward Remus's office. She knocked on the door.

"Full moon tonight." She said to him and closed the door behind her.

"Yeah." Remus nodded, he sat by his desk with some parchments in front of him, and also with a goblet, out of the goblet came a soft smokiness.

Jessica walked up to the desk and looked down onto the goblet. "What's this?"

"It's the wolvesbane potion I told you about." He said, still very concentrated on the parchment he was reading.

"Right, too bad they didn't have this stuff when you were in school." Jessica commented.

"Any special reason you came here today?" Remus asked, still not looking up.

"Have you told Dumbledore that Sirius is an animagus?" She asked straight out.

Remus neither looked up nor answered her.

"Well?" Jessica demanded an answer.

"No." He answered softly, still refusing to look up at her.

"I met him... Tonight, I saw Sirius in his Animagus form." She confessed.

"What?" Remus finally looked up at her, shock across his face.

"He said that he weren't the one who betrayed James." She continued, she didn't quite know why she said this to him.

"How? If he was in his animagus form..." Remus started.

"I can still communicate with him when he's like that even as a human, thinking that I actually produced that ability to differ from James, Sirius and Peter." She answered him. "He said..."

"I heard..." At this moment Jessica could clearly see how much older he actually were from his younger self. "And..." He continued, he took a deep breath, his face was a mix between annoyed and not knowing how to express yourself. "Of course, that's exactly what he wants you to believe... that he's innocent so that you'll let him get away."

Jessica took aback by the accusation and took a few steps back and didn't say anything for a long time. "Don't you want to believe that he could be innocent?" She asked him.

"I do, I do want to believe that he's innocent, more than anyone." He said. "But if he didn't betray Lily and James, then who did? Okay, let's say that he didn't betray Lily and James, he still killed Peter, he still killed all those muggles. I know that you have a hard time to believe that he's guilty, I also had, but it will take time, a lot of time."

At first Jessica didn't say anything, she looked at him. "Fine." She finally said. "Have it your way, if you have given up that's your problem." She sighed and left the office. She had always been a slight drama queen. She found Harry and his friends in the Great Hall eating dinner; Jessica didn't eat dinner, she said that she weren't hungry.

Later that night she found it that she couldn't sleep tonight either, she rolled around in her bed, trying to lie in different position, but she couldn't. She thought back on the last time that she had slept, she had slept in his arms then, just for a few moments, and he was holding her, holding her with so much care. She could still remember how he had smelled. It seemed silly, but as she thought back at that time a smile came to her face.

She sat up in bed. She reached over for her watch, it showed 01:45. A quarter to three. She put away the watch and opened the top drawer and took out the letter from James. Before she opened and read the letter she left the dorm for the common room.

The fire in the fire place was dying out, but still giving out warmth. She sat down in the sofa and opened the letter.

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That night she weren't the only one who had trouble sleeping, Harry also found that he couldn't sleep, not for long anyway, he had dozed off several times, but instantly waking up soon afterwards. He turned on his lights, giving up the idea of getting some sleep. He could hear one of his class mates snore lightly into the otherwise silent dormitory.

He thought about Jessica and what Ron had said earlier about her. "Don't you agree that it feels slightly wired to have her around, not in a bad way though, it just feels wired." But Harry knew exactly how Ron meant, because it was just how Harry felt. She was a complete stranger to him, he hoped to one day come close to her, but it seemed slight impossible at this moment. He did feel happy when he was around her, but he felt wired just as well. He guessed that time would fix that, he would have to get used that she was around and see how he felt then.

He looked at his watch, 02:02; he smiled a little at the coincidence. He then sat up straight and looked around for his charms book. He thought that he might as well study for the finals when he had nothing to do. He could hear Hermione's voice in his head; "I'm so proud of you Harry".

But he couldn't find his book. He tried to think of the last time he had used it, it had been earlier tonight, so he must have left it in the common room. He left his been and sneaked down into the common room.

Down in the common room he found more than he actually expected, he saw his book on one of the study tables, but when he came there and were about to grab his book he saw Jessica, she sat on the sofa, here face turned away from him on purpose. The little he could see of her face looked red and slightly swollen up, like she was crying.

"Jessica." He said and walked toward her. "What's wrong?"

"Everything." She answered in a tearful voice, still looking away. "Everything is wrong, the world is not supposed to be like this."

He slowly approached her; next to her on the sofa could he see a three sided letter and about four wizarding photos, most of them containing a baby.

"They are all gone..." She continued. "James, mum, dad, Pricilla. They are gone, and I'm all alone," she sobbed through her tears. "Everyone I knew is either changed or dead." She put a rather hard emphasis on the word dead.

Harry didn't quite know what to say, nor do. He just stood there like an idiot.

She looked at him for a few seconds before she picked up the letter. "And all this about Sirius, it can't be true, he couldn't have done it. Just listen to this." She said and read out of the second paper of the letter she'd just picked up. "You should see Harry every time that Sirius comes by, he drops and forgets whatever he's doing, starts to smile, and happily calling out for 'Pa-dy'. And Sirius... It's so easy to see that Sirius loves Harry; it feels safe that Harry will have Sirius in his life. So then he can come to Sirius for help if he feels like he can't come to me or Lily..." Jessica stopped reading. "James wrote this letter five days before they died. Did that describe the behaviour of a man who is about to sell that little boy to Voldemort, giving you away?" She looked at him. "It just doesn't make any sense." She muttered. "James would have been able to tell if there was something wrong with Sirius, but idiot Remus won't listen."

Harry sat down on the other end of the sofa, trying to think of what he should do.

Suddenly Jessica smiled and looked at him. "I'm not like this normally you know." She said. "I'm not the crying type," But she shook her head and wiped away her tears. She picked up the pictures.

"These are pictures of you." She said and showed them to him. "You were such a cute baby." She handed the pictures over to him.

Harry took the pictures. Still not sure of what to do, but luckily Jessica solved that.

"I should get back to my bed." She stood up.

"Yeah." Harry responded and gave back the pictures to Jessica. "I'll just take my book and leave." He nodded twice and left for his bed. He stood back in the common room looking after Jessica as she left. He had thought that she had dealt with this pretty alright, and that was part of why it seemed wired to have her around, because she was alright, in a normal mood, like nothing had happened. But Merlin he was wrong, very wrong.

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