Everyone was still as they stared at Melanie with mixtures of surprise and happiness, it made her feel as if she had tucked her skirt into her knickers as everyone stared. No one seemed willing to say anything yet, it made her feel very uncomfortable, but it was quickly broken as there was yelling from the stairs to her right.

"Mum what's happening down there?" A male voice called down the stairs, sounding confused as he did so.

"Nothing, it doesn't-It doesn't matter right now," The woman called back, she stepped forwards towards Melanie, and placed an arm around her shoulders. "You look petrified dear. Let's get you settled before you meet everyone. I'm Molly Weasley." The woman said smiling kindly at Melanie as she led her toward the basement kitchen.

Melanie sat down on an old chair in the kitchen; she had heard the whispering as she was led away from everyone else, but could not hear exactly what they were saying. She was sure she didn't want to either right now.

"So dear, this must be a very big shock to you," Molly said as she set to making tea, and fetching biscuits and other bit around the kitchen, she seemed overly excited, but there was something about her that reminded Melanie of her own mother.

Melanie nodded dumbly, shock was an understatement. She felt so out of her own skin at this moment in time, and wondered how this could have ever happened to her.

"I'm sorry dear, but how old are you?" Molly asked softly setting a cup of strong tea in front of Melanie then sitting beside her, looking at her over the rim of her cup.

"I-I- fifteen," Melanie stuttered, taking the boiling cup between her hands, it worked in calming her somewhat.

"Oh you're the same age as my youngest. Ginny, poor dear she has six brothers, how she manages, hopefully though you two will get along," Molly said smiling, she sounded so sincere as she spoke. "So I assume you a little shocked by all of this."

"A little shocked is a huge understatement," Melanie said causing Molly to chuckle.

There was a knock at the door and Melanie turned to see a man walk in, he was younger than Molly but his brown hair had a lot more grey in it, there were thick long scars across his face that were faint and looked years old, Which probably contributed to him looking worn and ill but still he beamed at the sight of Melanie.

He came forward and cupped Melanie's face in his hands, inspecting her closely. He took in everything, and seemed delighted by what he saw in her features.

"You're as beautiful as your mother," He said smiling at her with a look of adoration as he did so, she had the feeling he knew her real mother well.

"Oh well, thank you, but err who are you?" Melanie asked, as politely as she could.

"I'm so sorry; I'm Remus Lupin, a friend of your parents," He answered; Melanie nodded and smiled at the man before her.

"I was told my brother was here. Can I meet him?" Melanie asked, eager to meet the boy who she was separated from.

Remus grinned at the girl as Molly nodded, the two led her towards the stair case in the hallway, everyone who had been there had gone off, and from the murmuring from the room to the left of the front door Melanie assumed that was where they were.

They walked together up the dark stairs, lit by only a few burning candles mounted on the wall, as they made their way up the stair the sound of shouting could be heard coming from above. They reached the second floor, but she noted there were two more levels, to her side there was another dark door, from which the shouting was clearly coming from.

"I want to see her!" A male's voice yelled angrily.

"Harry please calm down! The poor girl's been terrified since she got here!" A man said furiously, stress evident in his voice as he replied to the first male.

"I'm sorry! Ever so sorry! I mean all that happened is, well oh yeah, I HAVE A SISTER!" The boy bellowed, Melanie flinched and Remus placed a comforting hand on her shoulder.

"Don't worry; he's not always like this," Remus said quietly as Molly knocked once, then slammed the door open, knocking was simply a polite manner, she wasn't about to tolerate raised voices.

"Harry I would prefer it if you would refrain from shouting. The poor girl's terrified enough as it is," Molly scolded. Everything went silent as Melanie stepped forward and looked around the room.

There were seven people in the room, one was a man, about Remus' age, he was tall, with dark elegant hair, he looked tired and annoyed but still quite happy, he smiled warmly at Melanie.

By him were two boys, they were older then Melanie, but not much, they were identical, quite short and stocky, with flaming red hair and lots of freckles, both of them wore huge grins on their faces as they looked back at Melanie.

Then there was a girl, she was short as well, with more copper red hair than orange, she was pretty with bright eyes, and a face covered with freckles.

There was another boy, he was very tall but with a muscular build, he also had red hair but more like the twins', and lots of freckles.

Beside him was a girl, she was fairly tall as well, she looked warily at Melanie with deep brown eyes.

Then Melanie's eyes fell on the last person, He was tall and pale, his hair was black and unruly, and he had emerald green eyes with wire rimmed, round glasses and a lightening shaped scar on his forehead. He looked so much like her, just a male version.

"Hi," Melanie said nervously, trying to stop her voice from going to high with her nerves.

The dark haired boy looked at her with a look of astonishment, before leaping forward and pulling Melanie into a hug, gripping her closely.

"I never even knew you existed," The boy whispered he pulled back slightly and starred at Melanie, a single tear fell from his eyes. "You look like mum," he croaked, Melanie smiled softly at him.

"I'm here now; you'll have to make up for the last fifteen years though," Melanie said smiling at the boy. "How about, well your name?"

"Dumbledore didn't tell you?" The boy asked, sounding confused.

"Yes, but I can't remember, it was only mentioned briefly, and everything is so muddled at the moment," Melanie said softly, as the boy led her into the room and they sat down on the bed, Molly and Remus left with the other man, while the kids came and sat with Melanie and Harry.

"Well then, I'm Harry James potter," Harry said, grinning at the girl beside him.

"Melanie Lily Matthews," Melanie replied then shook her head. "Sorry. Melanie Lily Potter, I think," Harry chuckled and nodded.

"Sounds right, my middle name is dads name, yours is mums name," Harry told Melanie, he seemed to happy in that moment, having finally met her.

"This is Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger, they're my best friends," Harry said indicating to the girl with bushy brown hair and the tall red headed boy. "Ginny Weasley, Ron's little sister, Fred and George, Ron's brothers." Harry said pointing at the redheaded girl then the twins. Melanie smiled at each person in turn.

"So how old are you?" Ginny asked, looking at the girl curiously.

"Fifteen," Melanie answered, Ginny beamed at her, seeming pleased with her answer.

"So you'll be in my year," Ginny said and Melanie nodded, having been told so by Ginny's mother.

"Erm, I'm sorry this is so…Weird," Melanie said, everyone in the room nodded in agreement. It certainly wasn't a situation they found themselves in all the time.

"Though this was never going to be the easiest thing," Hermione said pointedly, she seemed a bit stuck up if Melanie was being honest, she definitely didn't find the girl as endearing as Ginny.

"True," George said, or it could have been Fred, well it was one of them. As they said it the man who was in the room before came back and smiled at Melanie.

"She looks just like her mum, doesn't she Harry," The man said to Harry, though not taking his eyes from Melanie. He seemed proud in a way as he looked at her through stormy grey eyes, he smiled at her, he was young yet there was something decidedly aged about him.

"Sure does," Harry agreed.

Melanie smiled shyly.

"I'm Sirius Black, friend to your parents, Harry's godfather," The man introduced himself, stretching a hand out for Melanie to shake, she took it with a small smile.

"So are you my godfather too?" Melanie asked curiously, looking towards her brother from the corner of her eye.

"No. Your godfather is…" Sirius trailed off, Melanie starred at him curiously, he seemed unwilling to answer her question.

"Who's my godfather?" She asked again, she wanted answers, and preferably she wanted them now.

"That doesn't matter," Sirius said quickly then strode across the room and sat on the other side of Melanie; he pulled her close and kissed the top of her head. "Everyone is glad to have you back," He smiled at Harry. "It's good to have the both of you together again."

Too soon Melanie found herself sitting in a warm living room, the fire ablaze; there were many others in the room. Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Fred, George, Molly, Dumbledore, Sirius, Remus and many others.

Everyone was just about settled when the door opened and in came none other than Minerva. Melanie jumped up and ran forward, hugging her Aunt. She was so shocked to see her aunt, but pleased, it was comforting to know she was here.

"Aunt Eve. What are you doing here?" Melanie asked, she smiled brightly up at the woman who chuckled.

"Now Melanie, what have I told you about calling me Eve," Minerva said smiling at her 'niece' glad to still receive such a warm welcome.

"What are you doing here?" Melanie asked ignoring her aunt.

"I'm a witch Melanie, I am in the Order," Minerva said then sat Melanie back down between Harry and Remus.

"Now that we're all here," Dumbledore said to the room. "I understand that Harry and Melanie will have a lot of questions, we are all here to hep answer them." Dumbledore said. "I think its fair we let Melanie start"

"Why did it take fifteen years for me to enter the wizarding world and Harry only eleven?" Melanie asked, it was odd seeing the things she had since arriving, which including a floating tea set as well as the moving portraits, but she felt she could have fit in here.

"Harry was in more immediate danger, everyone knew Harry had survived, not many even knew you existed. We waited until now because now that Lord Voldemort is out in the open you're in danger as well, I trust he has become aware of your existence, and that means you need more protection than can be offered by Simon and Julie" Dumbledore replied honestly.

"Who is Voldemort?" Melanie asked, she saw Ron shiver at the mention of his name, and Molly nearly threw her cup of tea over herself, it was a name that appeared unwelcome in this house.

"He's the monster who killed our parents," Harry gritted out angrily, his fist clenched at the very sound of the name.

"He was once a very normal boy, however he has made some grave choice, and things have been done that cannot be undone, as such he shed himself of his original name and became Lord Voldemort," Albus told Melanie, his voice deep with regret.

"How come we've only just found out about each other?" Harry asked seemingly annoyed.

"We were worried that if you knew of Melanie's existence you might try to find her, you are to well known not to draw attention to yourself, and with Melanie, if she attempted to find you then it would draw attention to her. We needed to wait until it was absolutely necessary," Remus answered, he leant forward, resting his elbow on his knees. "We couldn't risk the chance that Melanie could be found, and Harry the need to find family would be too much, there's no way we could have expected you not to try and find her."

Harry seemed to pause for thought at Remus' words, and from what Melanie had witness of Harry she wouldn't have disagreed, he was quick tempered and perhaps would have acted without thinking. And while it seemed somewhat of a waste of time not knowing her brother for so long, it would have been for the best surely, no one would do that to siblings without some thought.

"What do we know about Voldemort?" Harry asked, unlike most people in the room he seemed unperturbed by the name.

"We know he has been attacking high ranking ministry workers. We know he's trying to recruit and we know that's he's very powerful," Sirius said grimly.

"Great, there's some psychotic killer after us and I don't know how to protect myself magically," Melanie exclaimed, to her there were quite a few issues with this, but no one else seemed too concerned.

"You're not to worry about that," Molly said. "We are going to put the glamour charm back on you and take you to Ollivanders for your wand and your books; you have money for that all."

"When are we doing that?" Melanie asked curiously, wanting to see as much of their world as possible.

"Tomorrow I do believe," Remus answered.

"You'll be a Gryffindor," Harry said as the group sat together that night, the same group that she had been with earlier when first meeting Harry.

"And why is that?" Melanie asked smiling, she knew that it was a house at Hogwarts, and that her entire family had been part of it, so she had guessed as much, but she wasn't sure she was that brave.

"You're a Potter," Harry replied like it was the most obvious thing ever.

"Oh hush Harry! You'll jinx it," Hermione said playfully slapping him.

Melanie giggled; she seemed to fit into this small group, of Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny. It had taken talking to Hermione for a short while to realise she wasn't stuck up so much as she was simply well mannered. Ginny however seemed more like the type of girl she would have usually hung out with, in fact she simply got on with Ginny more.

They chatted for a bit longer before it was about time the girls left to go to their rooms; Melanie was told she would be sharing a room with Ginny and Hermione, which was fine with her.

The next morning Melanie was awoken by Ginny shaking her.

"It's time for breakfast," Ginny whispered then left so Melanie could change and wash, when she arrived in the kitchen it was to find the room packed full of people, all munching their way through a gorgeous smelling breakfast.

"Come here quickly Melanie, we can put the glamour charm on now," Molly said the waved her wand and Melanie's hair turned blonde once more, her eyes dark blue and grey and her face rounded.

"Is that what you've looked like all your life?" Ron asked, eyeing Melanie up.

"Yeah, the other girls at school hated it," Melanie chuckled.