Harry's Aunty

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A/N: Basically Harry finds out he has an aunt that he never knew about, so basically the title.

As Harry entered the common room a lot of things had stuck in his mind. The amount of homework had frustrated him slightly as it was the first day and he already had a potions essay to do and two chapters of their History of Magic book to read and it all had to be done by tomorrow.

"Trust Snape to give us the longest essay he could of thought of, his so…"

"Snape," Harry said finishing off Ron's sentence.

"Maybe if you stopped moaning about it and concentrated a bit more you might finish soon." Hermione told them bossily. Ron gave her an evil look and turned away to continue writing his 2-foot long essay.

At 7 o'clock Harry and Ron went down to the Great Hall for some dinner.

"We're going to have to eat quickly I still have another foot to write of that essay and I've run out of things to say." Ron told Harry.

"Well make your handwriting bigger," Harry replied.

"It's as big as I can make it and Hermione won't even let me copy a word of hers." Ron explained. Harry quickly turned round to face Ron.

"What you mean she's finished it, but oh my god I can't believe she's finished it," Harry said in disbelief.

"Come on this is Hermione we're talking about, of course she's finished," Ron told him.

"What about me?" Hermione asked questioningly. Ron jumped and quickly spun round

"God you know you shouldn't sneak up on people like that." Ron told her gasping for air.

"Sorry! Come on I'm hungry." She told them as she stalked off towards the Great Hall followed closely by Ron and Harry

Harry, Ron and Hermione left the Great Hall at around 8 o'clock, as Ron quickly ran to the common room to do some more of his essay. Harry who was walking extremely slowly followed him. After 2 and a half hours work Ron had finally finished his essay.

"Yes I've done it." Ron shouted as he jumped into the air. Hermione giggled.

"What about the History of magic work," she asked. Ron looked at her his face fell. Suddenly he had an idea and a grin spread over his face.

"Hermione" he said in a pleading voice. "You couldn't give me a quick summary of the chapters, could you? I t would help me a lot you know." Hermione looked at him for a while, looking as though she was trying to make her mind up ion what to do.

"Well I suppose I could." She told him, Ron suddenly stood up and threw his arms around her neck. Harry looked at Ron and raised an eyebrow to his reaction. Ron just grinned at him.

"Thank you so much Hermione, come on explain," Ron told her.

At around 11 o'clock Hermione had finished explaining the chapters to Ron, who was now looking extremely tired. Harry had finished his potions essay 15minutes ago and was now listening to what Hermione was saying.

"Ron, I think you should go to bed now, you look as though you're going to fall asleep. I'm going as well. Night you two." With that Hermione gathered up the homework she had done and walked up the girl's staircase and disappeared out of sight.

"You coming Harry?" Ron asked as he got up out of his chair.

"No, I just want to read the first chapter of the book, because I never heard what Hermione was saying.

The common room was now empty, apart from Harry who was sitting next to the fire, which was slowly dying out. He was reading a letter from Sirius, he had asked about his father's side of the family.

Dear Harry,

                   How are you, I hope you're ok, I'm staying at Remus's house at the moment, I'm keeping him company. You said you wanted to know about your dad's side of the family, well there's not much to tell really. Your grandma was name Margaret and your grandad was called Albert and they were both killed by Voldermort and your dad also had a sister who was five years older than him, but I can't tell you who she is, because she's still alive and Dumbledore has forbidden me to tell you who she is. He said that it's her choice, and her responsibility to do so. I'll see you soon, and say hi to Ron and Hermione for me

Sirius Black.

P.S. Remus says hi.

Harry stared at the letter, he hadn't told Ron or Hermione about the letter, or the fact that he had an n aunty who he had never met before. He sat there for a while thinking about what his aunty could be like, and whether he had any cousins or uncles.

"Potter what are you doing up at this time of the night. You do know it's 11:30. I think that you should be getting to bed." Professor McGonagall said sternly, but quietly as to not wake up the rest of the house.

"Sorry Professor I was just thinking about something someone told me." Harry muttered to McGonagall.

"Who would this someone be, Mr Potter," she asked with interest as she approached the chair sitting opposite. " It wouldn't be Sirius Black by any chance?" she asked with a knowing smile on her face. Harry nodded,

"So you know about that then." McGonagall nodded her head at Harry's comment.

"Oh yes, I've heard all about your little missions of Professor Dumbledore. "So what has Sirius said to you now?" she asked questioningly.

"Not much, well actually he told me about my dads family," Harry replied.

"Oh," Professor McGonagall replied looking pale. " Well I really think you should be going to bed now Potter, its late."

"Do you know something?" Harry asked questioningly.

"No, no of course I don't," McGonagall, replied hurriedly.

"Yeah, but you knew my parents didn't you? Sirius said you taught them back in their third year." Harry told her.

"Uumm yes well I did teach them…"

"So you would of known some stuff about my dads family." Harry said as he interrupted her.

"Yes I did know some stuff about your father's family, but its really getting late and you should go to bed now, Harry." Professor McGonagall said sternly putting an end to the conversation.

"Why won't anyone tell me?" Harry said desperately, as McGonagall was directing him towards the boy's staircase.

"Do you really want to know Harry," McGonagall asked. Harry nodded his head and turned to look McGonagall in the eyes.

"I'm your aunty." McGonagall stated. Harry stared at her and she held his gaze. They stood like that for five minutes.

"I better go to bed, its late, night Professor," Harry stalked off up the stairs. Professor McGonagall let a huge sigh and walked off to her room.