Keeping it in the Family, Part 2

Unfortunately for Harry and his friends, the summer wound down rather quickly. August 31st found the Weasley household a hurricane of bodies rushing around, trying to get everything packed. Harry had moved back in with the Weasley’s since Lily had been sent back to her own time.

Presently, he was attempting to regain possession of a certain sock from a certain feline that didn’t quite want to give it up.

“C’mon, Crookshanks, I need my sock back,” Harry said, starting to get angry. “Look, if you don’t give it back to me right now, I’ll make sure you’re coughing up fir balls for the next two yea—“ he paused when he heard Molly’s loud voice over the nearly as loud commotion.

“Albus! How good to see you! Would you like some tea?”

Harry turned back to the part Kneazle. “I’ll be back for that,” he said dangerously, pointing his finger at him. With that, Harry stood up and bounded down the stairs. When he got to the bottom, he saw Professor Dumbledore sitting at the kitchen table sipping at a cup of tea, having a conversation with Molly.

When he heard Harry come down the stairs, Albus turned to look at him.

“Ah, Harry, just the person I wanted to see. I have an unexpected…surprise for you.” With twinkling eyes, he paused.

Harry was staring at him with a blank expression on his face.

What is he talking about?

“We discovered yesterday evening—that is, this morning, on this side of the planet—that you have a sister.”

Harry barely managed to keep the smile off of his face as he realized what the Professor was talking about.

I can’t believe I actually forgot about her. Then something caught up with him.

“Professor, did you say ‘on this side of the planet’? Where is she?” he asked, puzzled.

“Yes, that is the odd part,” Albus said, his voice completely void of perplexity. If fact, he seemed rather delighted. “We found her in America.” He continued. “It seems as if your parents wanted to keep the danger to you as far away from her as possible, especially since Voldemort had no knowledge of her.”

Harry’s excitement was visibly growing by the second. Everyone in the room could see him nearly bouncing on the balls of his feet.

“Can I go see her?” he asked anxiously.

“I’m afraid not,” Dumbledore replied, “but”, he continued when he saw Harry’s face drop, “She will be attending Hogwarts for her last two years of school, and she will be there tomorrow.”

Well, tomorrow was better than a week. “Alright.”

“Good. Now, I believe you still have a sock to pack,” Albus said with a twinkle in his eye. “And I must be off. Molly, thank you for the tea. Harry, I’ll see you tomorrow.” With a nod to each of them, he walked outside and spun on the spot, disapperating with a sound no louder than leaves moving in the breeze.

Excitedly, Harry ran back upstairs to see his sock lying forgotten on the floor. Stooping quickly to pick it up, he ran to his room, threw it into his trunk, and snapped it closed.

After a couple minutes of searching, he found that Ron, Hermione and Ginny were outside enjoying the last day of freedom and sunshine before the new school year started.

“Hey guys, guess what?” he yelled excitedly as he ran up to them. He did even give them a chance to respond. “I have a sister! They found her in America last night! She’s going to Hogwarts!” He pumped his fists excitedly as he said all this, to his friend’s amusement.

“Wow, mate, that’s great!” Ron said first. “What’s her name?”

There was a quick pause as Harry realized what his friend had asked.

“Er…I’m not sure…Dumbledore forgot to tell me and I forgot to ask.” His expression cleared quickly, though, as he quickly became excited again. “Doesn’t really matter, though, does it? I’m going to see her tomorrow, and I’ll find out then!”

While Harry and Ron were discussing these new events, Ginny and Hermione held back and gave each other knowing looks. They knew what Harry had been doing with his mother, where as Ron didn’t. They had a pretty good idea whose baby it was, but they didn’t want Ron to find out if they could help it.

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After what seemed like far too long for Harry, the morning of September 1st finally dawned brightly from the east. From the time he woke up to boarding the Hogwarts express, time whizzed by in a blur of activity, and he was able to conceal his excitement by moving around. Now that he was on the train and he was supposed to sit still for six hours. The speed his brain was going, it felt like the trip took the entire day, but when he heard the announcement over the loudspeaker that they were five minutes away, he jumped up excitedly to put his robes on.

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When they finally walked into the entrance hall, Harry was bouncing on the balls of his feet, looking around wildly, his eyes searching for a girl with jet black or reddish hair.

When they were seated, Harry asked Ron, “Were d’you reckon she is? In line with the first years?”

Ron shook his head. “Nah, she’s not a first year, is she? She’s probably either been sorted already, or she’ll be sorted after the others.”

Harry looked up and down the Gryffindor table, but saw no one new. He nearly jumped when McGonagall called out the first name. He didn’t even notice the line of students enter the hall. A quick glance told him all he needed to know. The tallest person in that line was probably 4’11”.

When the sorting had finished, McGonagall made no move to take the stool or hat away.

Harry’s anticipation increased when she started to speak again.

McGonagall never speaks after the sorting. This must be it!

“I am pleased to inform all of you that we have a new member that is joining us for her last two years of magical education. While Hogwarts does not generally take students in the middle of their schooling careers, it was decided that an exception could easily be made.”

When she finished her sentence, Harry noticed a door beside the teacher’s table open, and he was able to make out a shape standing in the shadows.

“Adriana Potter.”

Silence.

Harry gulped audibly as she emerged from the doorway, and the only thing that could be heard was her boots hitting the stone floor as she walked to the stool. She was medium height, like him, with dark flowing hair that went down just past her shoulder blades. She looked almost exactly like Lily (including the eyes), with a couple traits that were his, though he didn’t know what they were exactly. Whispers broke out as she sat down, and while Harry was concentrating Adriana, he managed to pick out snippets here and there.

“Did she say Potter?”
“As in, like, Harry Potter?”
“I didn’t know he had a sister.”
When the Sorting Hat was placed on her head, Harry noticed that it fit much better than any first year, and he snickered despite himself.

It only took a couple seconds before the hat let out a resounding “Gryffindor!”

The entire Gryffindor table erupted in cheers, while the rest of the hall clapped politely.

As Adriana walked toward the table, Harry stood up abruptly and took a step back from the table. She noticed the movement and caught his eye. A smile broke out on her face and she walked toward him. When she was ten feet away, Harry couldn’t restrain himself and closed the distance, throwing himself in her arms. As he held her, he was able to concentrate on the more private things about her. Her breasts were of ample size, and felt wonderful pressed against him. Her waist was shaped perfectly, and he pondered touching her ass, but knew he wouldn’t be able to get away with it here.

When she pulled back, she looked him in the eyes and smiled warmly.

“Hey, Harry.” He just about melted right there, but managed a “Hi” back and kissed her briefly on the cheek before leading her back to his seat at the table. When Harry finished the introductions, the real discussions started. He noticed almost immediately that her accent was American, which he figured would take awhile to get used to.

“So, Adriana,” he started, “what’s America like?”

She swallowed the mashed potato she had in her mouth and said, “Well, for starters, the muggles over there drive on the right side of the road…”

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The rest of the meal went by quickly, filled with stories, and they eventually made their way up to Gryffindor Tower.

When they all collapsed on the couch in front of the fire, Harry started thinking.

I need to tell her the truth about our relationship. How? and suddenly he had an idea.

“Come, sister dearest,” he said in a silly, pompous voice, “let me give you a tour of the castle.” He held a hand out to her, and she looked up at him with a smile.

“But I already got a tour.”

“Pfft. Like a teacher’s tour is going to be half as good as mine.” Leaning closer so that only she could hear, he said, “I’ll show you all the secret passageways and rooms.”

Harry noted a mischievous glint in her eyes as she reached out to take his hand. He pulled her off the couch and said, “First stop, Boy’s Dormitory.” When they got to the first couple steps, Adriana slowed down. “But Harry, I’m not allowed to go up here.”

“Don’t worry about it. Hermione and Ginny come up here all the time. Besides, I only need to pick up a couple things for the tour.”

Arriving at the usual door, which now read “Seventh Years”, they went inside, Harry moving straight to his trunk and pulling out his invisibility cloak and the Marauder’s Map. Tucking both out of sight, he turned around. “Now we’re ready to go.”

Adriana looked at him with wide eyes. “You have an invisibility cloak?” she asked in surprise.

“Oh! Yeah. It was my dad’s.”

“You mean our dad’s.”

Crap. “Uhh…Whatever.” He said dismissively.

As they stepped out of the common room, Harry said, “So, we’ll just start on the seventh floor, since we’re already there, and work our way down.”

When Harry and Adriana arrived at the entrance to the Room of Requirements, he told her to stand still as he began pacing back and forth across a blank stretch of wall.

“Harry, what are you doing?” she asked.

He didn’t seem to hear her, and in fact, he wasn’t listening.

I need a place to tell Adriana the truth.
I need a place to tell Adriana the truth.
I need a place to tell Adriana the truth.

All of a sudden, a door appeared out of nowhere, and she gasped theatrically. Harry laughed at her reaction and told her what she had just witnessed.

“This is the Room of Requirements. You have to walk back and forth in front of this spot three times, thinking about what you need, and the room will supply it.” He pulled the door open to let her walk through. “It’s been very handy in the past.”

As she walked through the doorway, Harry followed behind her. Once the door was closed, he looked around at the new surroundings.

It looked like a version of Gryffindor Tower, only with one big couch in the middle and a four poster bed in the corner. There was a coffee table in front of the couch, with two butterbeers open and ready to be drunk.

“Let’s have a seat,” Harry started, “I want to talk about something.”

“What’s that?” Adriana asked as they sat down.

Here goes nothing. “Your father is not James Potter.”

“Wh-what’re you talking about Harry?” She asked, suddenly very lost.

He told her the story of Lily’s time-travel accident, their involvement with each other, and Lily’s pregnancy. By the time he finished, Adriana had tears running down her cheeks.

“But then, that means—“

“That I’m your brother…and your father.”

Adriana closed her eyes and leaned back against the couch. It was one thing to think it, but to hear it be said out loud was something else entirely.

Harry scooted up next to her, putting a hand on her shoulder.

“Does this change anything between us?”

She gave him a weird look. “Uhh…yeah, a little.”

“Look,” Harry said, taking a deep breath, “let’s just drop the whole ‘Dad’ part. Or, at least, just shove it in the back of your mind.” The hand that was on her should slid behind her to rest on the opposite shoulder. “I’ll just be Harry, the older brother, and you can be Adriana, the younger sister.”

A sigh. “Okay, I think I’ll be alright with that.”

“Good.” And without any hesitation, he leaned in and planted a kiss on her lips, his free hand reaching for her waist. Her eyes opened wide in surprise, and Harry was disappointed that she wasn’t returning the kiss. His hand moved from her side to her stomach, rubbing it softly. When she finally recovered from the shock, Adriana pulled away from him, her chest heaving.

“What the hell was that!”

“Oh, come on, Adriana, I know you liked that.”

“Just because you messed around with mom doesn’t mean you can just—mmff.” Harry cut her off with another kiss and he immediately felt her hands against his chest, pushing away. This time, Harry pulled back. He moved quickly to pin her to the couch, holding her arms against her side as he moved on top of her.

“Harry, stop, don’t do this.” She said desperately. She started writhing, trying to get out from under him.

He ignored her, kissing all over her face now, along her jaw, letting his lips trail over her neck. His hands moved from her arms, using the rest of his body to pin her, and they moved all over her, one quickly moving to breasts. She whimpered quietly as he squeezed one through her shirt. His mouth moved up to her ears, nipping at an earlobe before whispering, “I don’t want to do this unless you’re enjoying it.” And his other hand trailed down to her crotch, cupping her mound through her jeans.

Adriana’s breath hitched in her throat when Harry’s hands touched her in such a private place. Suddenly, she silently cursed her body as she felt herself start to get flushed and hot. His caresses were igniting something within her, and she tried to stop a moan when she felt herself start to get wet.

Unfortunately, she couldn’t, and she felt Harry’s lips smile against her as he said, “I knew it.” His hand moved a fraction of an inch, hitting her clit, and she involuntarily moved her hips against him, to her horror and his pleasure. He began to rub her slowly, while the other continued at her breasts. She started whimpering more frequently, and already he could feel a damp spot against his hand.

Suddenly, he stopped, and she let out a moan.

“You want me to keep going?” He asked, in mock surprise. All she could manage was another moan.

“Only if you kiss me.” And suddenly, her lips were on his faster than the eye can blink. Her arms wrapped around his neck, pulling them together. When his put his hand back on her pussy, she moaned her loudest yet.

“Oh, God…Harry, yes.” Her head arched back, exposing her neck again, and he took advantage of that, kissing it tenderly.

His hand reached her jeans and unfastened them quickly. Pulling them down only a few inches, he was able to see the wet spot in her panties, and he used two fingers to push them aside. He blew gently on her exposed lips before he leaned his head forward and gave her pussy a long lick, putting more pressure on her clit at the end.

Adriana had never felt so amazing in her entire life. When she felt his tongue against her, she gave a little high-pitched yelp and tightened her legs around him, running her fingers through his hair and holding him tight against her.

Pleased with the results, Harry paid more attention to her clit and brought one finger up to explore her opening, finally slipping slowly inside. He felt more than heard Adriana’s groan as it reverberated throughout her entire body. She started rocking against him slowly, and when he wrapped his lips around her exposed clit, her speed picked up, her breathing got even heavier, and her words got even dirtier.

“Oh, yes, Harry, make me cum—Oh!—Yes, please!” she whined sexily, and when he moved his finger a certain way inside her, she suddenly went insane.

“Ugghh, Harry, I’m gonna cum!” She suddenly screamed. Smiling, he sucked quickly on her clit and she exploded. With another scream, her head flew back, and he looked up to see her face as a mask of pleasure. He continued to lick her as fluid leaked from her pussy and when she finally came down, he pulled his head away.

“Take me over to the bed, Harry.” Adriana said, fixing him with an arousing smile.

He smiled back and picked her up, carrying her over to the bed. Instead of laying her on it, though, he stood her up in front of it. Wrapping his arms around her, he came in for a kiss which she responded to with enthusiasm. Soon their tongues were wrapped together inside of her mouth, she moaned quietly as she felt him reach down to pull her shirt over her head. Once that was off, it seemed like a matter of seconds until the rest of her clothes were off and she was standing in front of her brother completely naked.

Not wanting their situation to be so one sided, she removed his shirt and unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, pulling them quickly down his ankles. When she saw his tented boxers, she licked her lips, going up to kiss him once more. One of her hands snaked its way down, wrapping around his shaft through the offending undergarment, and he hissed in pleasure as she grazed his head, slowly leaking pre-cum onto his boxers.

When she started stroking him slowly, his cock slipped out through his fly and Adriana went for that instead, taking the warm flesh in her hands. Up and down, up and down her hand moved, faster and faster, while she kept up her attack on his tongue.

Just before Harry told her he couldn’t take it anymore, she moved downward, her hand still stroking him. When she was on her knees in front of him, she let go of his member and put both hands on his waistband and tugged downward letting his cock free of the boxers.

Grabbing it again, she moved her hand to the base as her mouth moved closer. Without any warning, her wet lips enveloped his engorged head, giving a small suck, and Harry’s hands grabbed for her head in response.

“Adriana…Oh, God, keep going, that’s…amazing.”

She smiled to herself as she did so, taking more of him in her mouth as her hand stroked the base. Her tongue would swirl twice around his head, and she’d give a big suck, repeating it at least ten times before she felt him swell slightly in her mouth. This was her first warning before:

“Uhhh…Ad-Adriana, I’m gonna cum!”

Before she had any chance to process what he said, his hips jerked forward and he thrust himself farther into her mouth, his orgasm hitting him at that moment. Adriana felt his cock throb in her mouth, filling it with a hot, sticky, salty fluid. The only thing she could do was swallow it, and when she did, she immediately found more in its place. She worked her throat quickly to keep up with his cock, which she managed to do. Soon, he had come down from his high, and when he made no move to pull out of her mouth, she pulled back herself, giving little suckles as she went, making him shiver at the pleasure. When she got back up to his head, she ran her tongue over him a couple times to make sure he was clean before she let him drop from her mouth.

Harry pulled her up suddenly and laid her on the bed, where she spread her legs obediently, because she knew exactly what he wanted to do. Before he laid down with her, he grabbed his wand out of his pants and aimed at her abdomen, casting an anti-pregnancy charm before he let it drop and crawled over to her. His lips found hers again and they kissed tenderly for a minute before he moved down further, finally making his way over her exceptional breasts.

Adriana moaned when she felt his lips wrap around a nipple, but she felt even more surprised when she felt his semi-hard cock on her belly. He started to rock slowly against her, and she marveled at the feeling, wondering what it would feel like actually inside of her. At that thought, her back arched on the bed, pressing her breasts harder against him. When she felt him slowly harden against her stomach, she reached between them and stroked it with her open palm.

“Harry,” she whispered. When he looked up questioningly, she kept going. “Fuck me. Now.”

With a smile, he didn’t even bother with a response as she felt him slip off her stomach and rest himself against her opening. Pushing slightly, he found himself inside of her incredibly tight, hot pussy. When Adriana felt him inside, she gasped and reached for his ass, pulling him towards her to encourage him to go farther. When he did, he found a barrier that he had not expected. Looking into her eyes again, he saw her nod, and he gave one big thrust, breaking through her hymen and filling up an area that had never been filled before. Adriana cried out as she felt herself become stretched to new limits. She grabbed Harry’s head and held him tightly to her as she recovered from the pain.

After a moment, Harry started to rock slowly, still resting up against Adriana. As his chest rubbed up against hers, he thought he had died and gone to heaven, the feeling was so incredible. Reaching back to grab a hold of her thighs, he started thrusting harder. As his hips contacted hers, he looked below him to see her whole body jerk as he moved above her.

Suddenly, all of the pain that had been slowly receding was gone, and replacing it was an intense burning pleasure as Adriana felt Harry’s cock penetrate her tight pussy.

Every time Harry thrust, Adriana let out a whimper in pleasure, eventually morphing into a constant moan as she wrapped her legs around him, forcing him closer to her. All too quickly, she felt the knot in her belly start to tighten almost painfully before what she knew was going to be an intense orgasm. On the next thrust, Harry’s cock just barely grazed her clit, and the knot exploded. Arching her back, she screamed in surprise and pleasure as her entire lower body spasmed, her pussy squeezing the invading rod of flesh with surprising force.

“God, YES! Fuck, Harry, I’m coming! Ohhhhhhhh!” She managed to let out, before her brain ceased all activity but the report of pleasure from between her legs.

When Harry felt Adriana’s pussy start contracting around him, he knew he was out of time. On the next thrust, he felt himself tumble over the edge. It seemed as if every drop of his semen was filling her pussy, his orgasm lasted for so long. Almost immediately, the combination of both Harry’s cum and hers filled Adriana so much that the mixture began leaking out around Harry’s cock and running down onto the bed.

When her orgasm finally subsided, Adriana reached up to hold Harry’s face, pulling it down to hers for a kiss. It was full of passion and understanding—understanding of why he did what he did. Pulling back, she looked him straight in the eyes with a distinctive post-coital expression that kept Harry’s cock from softening for a couple seconds.

“That was amazing.”

He only smiled in response. He started raising his body away from her, his cock close to slipping out when Adriana protested, pulling him back against her, rolling them over so that she was on top.

“What about the tour?” Harry asked.

She sighed melodramatically. “Just lay with me for a couple minutes. Please.”

“Alright.”

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A/N: Sorry that took so long. School and stuff, you know...real life.

At least you're all happy that you found out what happened with Lily's pregnancy, right?