Beta note: THIS IS SHMAG'S FIRST FANFICTION EVER AND SHE WROTE IT WHEN SHE WAS LIKE 12. I MERELY CORRECTED THE GRAMMAR BECAUSE IM BORED AND I CAN DO THAT. IF YOU HAVE ANY CRITICISMS, PLEASE TAKE INTO ACCOUNT THAT SHE WROTE IT WHEN SHE WAS LIKE 12. THANKS.

AN- Like my lovely beta said, I wrote this when I was 12. It's not strong in the plot department, but now I'm sure the grammar is impeccable, which is more than what one could say about other fanfics. I'm reposting this just because my dear friend took the time and effort to fix it. (Although I'm still not sure why.)

Chapter 1: Fourteen Years Until I Return

Lily Potter awoke suddenly. For the first few seconds she was up she wondered, where am I?

Then it hit her.

She remembered that fateful night.

"JAMES? HARRY?" she called as loud as she could.

Her memory was still a little bit fuzzy. Did she and James finish casting the spell on Harry? Was Harry ok? Where was James? Did the spell work? All these questions ran through her mind as tried to remember everything that had happened. James was about to cast the spell on Harry when the door was blasted open.

It was Voldemort.

Lily had been terrified.

James told her to take Harry and run, that he would hold him off. She ran upstairs holding on to Harry so tight he started to cry. Lily heard the menacing words "Avada Kedvra" and saw a blast of green light. There was a pounding sound of footsteps up the stairs while she was trying to remember the words to the spell.

"Dlrows iht otnr..." The door suddenly opening interrupted her. Voldemort stepped into the room. Lily had put Harry behind her. "Not Harry! Not Harry! Please-I'll do anything-"

"Stand aside. Stand aside, girl"

That was the last thing she remembered before...

"Avada Kedvra!"

And now here she was.

Wait, where was she?

Then she thought of the spell, so it had worked! At least on her... Where was James? "Oh no" she thought; if the spell had not worked on James and with Harry surly dead, how could she live? Then she heard a male voice shouting.

"LILY, LILY!"

She called back.

"JAMES, IS THAT YOU!" James came running into the room she was in.

"Thank God you're alive, for a second I thought I had lost you. The last thing I remember was dueling with Voldemort... did you do the spell on Harry? Where is he?"

Lily started crying; through the sobs James was able to understand that the spell had not been cast on his son. He sank to the floor, and tried to comfort his wife, while still grieving his son who must be dead now for 14 years...

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Harry Potter awoke with a start in his dorm room at Hogwarts. He had just had the strangest dream. Was it real? It had seemed so real to him. He looked down at his new watch given to him my Hermione during the summer. 5:30 AM.

Well, might as well get up… he thought.

He slowly got dressed and headed down to the common room. He sat in front of the fire for a while thinking about his dream. He decided to go see Professor Dumbledore before breakfast about his dream and then go to the Owlry and write to Sirius.

Harry jogged down to the gargoyle in front of the headmaster's office. Since he had been made a prefect, along with Hermione and Ron, he had been given the password for the year.

"Jelly slugs" The gargoyle leaped aside and Harry stepped on to the moving staircase. When he reached the top he gently knocked on the door.

"Come in" came Dumbledore's voice. When he saw Harry his eyes filled with

worry. "Are you alright? Did you have another nightmare?"

"Er... no not really a nightmare, more of just a dream."

"Go ahead then..."

"Well I dreamed that my mum was in a room, and I could read her thoughts. She was thinking about the night that she died and called for my father. She was thinking about a spell that she didn't have time to perform on me that night. Then my dad called to her and came running into the room she was in. Then she told him that the spell hadn't been cast and he started comforting her while secretly grieving for me…and that is it."

"Ummm... I think that you should go write Sirius while I think about your dream... yes... very strange..."

Harry went and wrote Sirius and then mentally kicked himself.

Quidditch practice!

He had booked the field for 8:00 and it was now 8:15! He ran down to the pitch to see the team already there and waiting for him.

"Glad to see you on time Captain," teased Fred.

"Yeah, especially since that little pep talk you gave us at the last practice. What was it?

Oh yeah 'Be on time or don't plan on ever coming back'" interjected George.

"Look, I'm sorry I am late I had to said an owl to Sir-" Harry stopped himself just in time. Ron, the new keeper, gave Harry a curious glance and started to ask something.

"Later, ok? Let's start practice." The team mounted there brooms and took off.

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"Well, I guess we better go see Dumbledore" James told Lily after an hour of crying and talking. "Here are our wands. Lets apparate to Hogsmeade and go up to Hogwarts from there; there is nothing we can do for Harry now. It has been 14 years."

They arrived in Hogsmeade and started up to the castle. It looked the same as it always had. On the Quidditch pitch there was what looked like (judging by the robes of the student's flying) the Gryffindor team practicing.

Harry should be there practicing... thought James to himself.

As the couple walked through the doors theyheard students in the great hall having breakfast. Memories flooding both theirminds, they walked silently to the gargoyle in front of the staircase to Dumbledore'soffice.

"What is the password?" asked Lily breaking the silence.

"Well the last password when I was here was 'jelly slugs'." As he said the password the gargoyle sprang aside. "Well I guess much hasn't changed since I was here," laughed James. James told Lily to wait outside the office until he was ready for her. He gently knocked and walked into the office.

"Ah back again Harry, two visits in one day... James?" he asked in astonishment because right there before him stood an older version of Harry only with blue eyes instead of green. "What are you doing here; you are supposed to be dead! What about Lily?"

"Good to see you again, we used the s rae yne etrouf spell, and did you say Harry? Is he alive?"

"Ah of course I remember talking of the spell a while back… I am amazed it worked! As for Harry, yes, he is very much alive and looks very much like you except for his eyes; he has Lily's eyes."

Lily ran into the room and hugged James tightly.

"He is really alive? How?" Dumbledore told them his story and what Harry had done in his last four years at school. Dumbledore was just telling them that Harry was a prefect and captain of the Quidditch team when Harry himself came busting into the office.

Harry, James and Lily just stared at each other for about 5 minutes, then Harry was able to croak out "Mum, Dad?" and then he fainted.

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Harry blinked his eyes a couple of times. Where am I? He wondered. He heard voices in the background.

"How did they manage to faint at the same time?" Lily asked Professor Dumbledore.

"Like father, like son. Ah they are both waking up right now."

"James? Harry? Are you alright?" Harry thought he must be dreaming or dead on or the other because he thought he had just heard, and saw, his mother standing beside his bed and his father in the bed next to him.

"Am I in a dream?" he asked. Dumbledore chuckled.

"Harry you are not in a dream and you are not dead, your parents are just very much alive.

How did he know what my next question was going to be? He wondered. Oh well. There is no telling how Dumbledore knows what he does.

"How are they alive?" he asked Dumbledore because he just couldn't grasp the idea of actually talking to his parents.

"I think they may want to explain that now, Harry." came the response.

Lily nodded to James with a look that clearly said 'You tell him.'

"Three days before the attack your mum and I managed to find the words to the

s rae yne etrouf spell." Began James. Harry just nodded for him to continue. "The spell took so much energy we could only perform it once a day. The words to the spell are dlrows iht otnr uteri lit nus rae yne etrouf."

"What does it do?" asked Harry.

"It sort-of protects you from the Avada Kedavra curse; your body dies but your soul does not. If it is preformed properly when someone hits you with the Avada Kedavra curse, your soul gets sent to a special house that you set up and after fourteen years of working hard your soul is able to re-make your body.

"We were about to perform the spell on you on the third day, so that if something went wrong when we tried to perform the curse, you would still be safe. All went well with your mum and just as we started the words the door flew open. Your mother ran upstairs to try to finish the spell on you while I held off Voldemort.

"But I couldn't keep him long enough. He went upstairs and found you and your mother. Since your mother still died for you, you were protected from the curse. Lily and I have now come back because the spell worked on us."

Harry nodded numbly; this was a lot to take in all in one time.

"Do you know what this means? Number one no more Dursley's..."

"WHAT?" James roared, "You have been staying with the Dursley's? What about Sirius? He is supposed to be your legal guardian if anything happens to us." Lily had a look of shock on her face.

"You had to grow up with Petunia and Vernon? My poor baby..." Lily went over and gave Harry a tight hug.

"That brings me to what I was going to say next." Harry said after his mother had let go of him." You can clear Sirius name."

"Why does Sirius' name need to be cleared?" James asked Dumbledore.

Now it was Dumbledore's time to explain.

"The night you, well 'died' Sirius went to go check on Peter to make sure that he was safe. When he arrived at Peter's house no one was there but there was sign of trouble. So he went straight to your house to warn you, but it was to late. I had sent Hagrid to go get Harry and Sirius tried to take Harry from him, but eventually Sirius gave in and gave Hagrid his motorcycle.

"Later that day Sirius was tracking down Peter in a busy Muggle street. When he had cornered Peter, Peter yelled out for everyone to hear that Sirius had betrayed you. He blasted the street behind him killing a lot of people, cut his finger and then transformed. Sirius was sent to Azkaban. He escaped in Harry's third year, and I told you what happened that year and now he is in hiding."

"But Sirius would never betray us, he would have died before then, how could anyone think anything else?" Lily said. "James that is the first thing we must do, we must prove that Sirius is innocent."

"Look at the time, Harry. Your friends will be wondering where you are, seeing as you left them before lunch and it is now dinner time." Dumbledore told Harry. "Why don't you go on to dinner and I will tell everybody then."

With one more look at his parents, Harry ran to go find Ron and Hermione.