Resurrection
By
Shadeweaver
Disclaimer: The original story and any character that I myself did not introduce belong to J. K. Rowling. This story is written for the fun of it. I am making no money on the story and have no intent to do so.
A/N: This story is an extreme alternate reality fic. Some of the characters that I'm introducing are characters from a game that my brother and I play in. They don't belong to this series of books however I want to do something different. This story is to be set in Year 5.
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Things at Number 4 Privet drive never changed. Harry had been back from Hogwarts for less than two weeks and he was already longing to be back. He was just going upstairs after a particularly harrowing day when the doorbell rang.
"Boy!" Uncle Vernon bellowed. "Get the door!"
"Yes Uncle Vernon." Harry responded on autopilot.
Harry moved to open the door and there were two people standing there. Both obviously female, but one of them was cloaked in such a manner that you couldn't see her face.
"Can I help you?" Harry asked.
"We're here to see your Aunt Petunia." The uncloaked woman said.
"One moment please." Harry said.
"Who is it Harry?" Petunia who just came round out of the living room asked.
"I don't know." Harry responded. "They said that they want to speak with you."
"Go on up to bed then." Petunia said, not wanting any accidental weirdness to go on. "How can I help you ladies?"
Harry was half-way up the stairs when Petunia shrieked in fear. Spinning around, he saw that the cloaked woman had stepped to the front of the pair and lowered her hood.
"I've come for my son." Lily Potter told her sister.
"But you're dead" Petunia was stammering as Vernon and Dudley came rushing into the room to see what was going on.
The look on Uncle Vernon's face as he saw who was confronting his wife made Harry forget his own shock and disbelief. "Well," Lily said, "the person who rescued James and myself and managed through a combination of Magic and Medical Technology to bring us back to life only just found out where Harry was spending his summers. I thank you for the care that you've given my son, but if he's ready to leave, we must be going."
Harry was packed and ready five minutes later. He'd never really unpacked from school. He realized that this may be a trap, but to be part of his family after all of these years he was willing to risk it.
When Harry came back downstairs dragging his trunk the lady who spoke to him when he answered the door said "I'll get that for you Harry." She waved her hand and the trunk began Levitating following him.
"Say goodbye to your Aunt and Uncle Harry." Lily said. "I'm sure that they won't mind that we won't visit."
"Goodbye Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon." Harry yelled as they walked out the door. The door closed itself behind the trio and locked itself.
"Mother?" For some reason Harry liked the sound of that. "Where are we going? How are you alive again? Where's father?"
Lily, slightly amused that he was coherent faced with the information that he had family after nearly 14 years said. "In the order asked: Our temporary home. A person took the bodies and through a combination of advanced technology and a kind of magic that isn't practiced here resurrected us. And buying our new home. In that order."
"Why then," Harry asked, "didn't the person who took your bodies not take me with you?"
"Because," said the other one, "Albus Dumbledor and Allister Moody walked through the door as Mother was loading up the bodies. Dumbledor convinced her that since the method she intended to use to bring your parents back to life was highly experimental, that he would see to your wellbeing whilst the procedure was being done." As an afterthought, "I'm Samantha Corey by the way."
"How are you levitating my trunk without a wand?" Harry asked Samantha.
"Oh," Samantha said, "because there's more than one kind of magic in the multi-verse. Not all of it requires a wand. What I'm doing isn't technically magic, it is psionic."
Harry let that sink in for a few minutes. "Where is our temporary home?"
"Right here." Samantha said.
The world they had been walking through just vanished. They appeared in front of a house in a wooded glen. It had two stories and was painted to match the colors of the wood.
A flash of light burst behind the trio.
"Hello Samuel," Samantha said. "Was yours and Mr. Potter's search for a place to put the house successful?"
Harry turned around and his knees went weak. This was too much good fortune. There stood his father with someone who looked enough like Samantha to be her brother.
"Oh Harry!" James Potter rushed forward and gave his son a hug. "It's been so long."
"It HAS been that." Samuel Corey said. "For you it's been about 14 years since you last saw your parents. Because of the difference in the way Time works here, it's been about 16 years for your parents. You have a sister about your age in the house."
Samantha was nearly livid. "Gee Sam! You sure know how to keep a surprise don't you?"
Harry was introduced to his sister Sylvia. Sylvia had red hair and green eyes. "Hello Harry. She said. Mom and Dad have been waiting for us to meet. I'm hoping once we move the house, that I'll get to go to school with you."
"I hope so too." Harry said.
"That's enough excitement for now." James said. "Both of you off to bed. Sylvia, show your brother to his room."
Harry was shown to a room roughly as large as his dorm room at Hogwarts. The only difference was that this room was for one person. It had a King sized four poster bed with Velvet drapes in Scarlet and Gold. The room was done in Gryffindor colors.
When he got ready for bed, Harry fell into a blissful sleep. For the first time in his life, he was going to have a wonderful summer.
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When Harry woke up, he rushed downstairs. The rest of the family was just getting ready to sit down at the breakfast table to the largest single family meal he'd ever seen.
"I hope you're hungry" his mother said, "knowing my sister and her opinion of us 'freaks' she probably mistreated you."
"It wasn't so bad." Harry said.
"Well, you are going to the doctor this morning. The medical technology is so good here that you won't need glasses." Lily said.
Harry HAD noticed his father wasn't wearing glasses.
"Your father's been spending all of his spare time working on perfecting the perfect quiddich broom. We will be flying to the doctor's office and you can try out the one that your father had to finish last night.
The broom that was handed to Harry was probably the best looking, sleekest racing broom that he'd ever seen. His name was printed on the handle in gold and the broom was stained a deep red. On the trip there, Harry and his father kept playing games, racing, playing follow the leader. He found out that there wasn't a trick that he knew that his father couldn't follow, including the Wronskey feint. James Potter however taught his son a couple of new tricks that he couldn't wait to try in a real match.
When they got to the doctor's office, he was administered a shot. That is the last thing he remembered for two days afterward.
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Harry woke up he was lying in his bed at his new home.
"It's about time you woke up." Sylvia, who'd been sitting in a chair by his bed said. "You've been out of the Medical tank for most of the day. MOM, DAD, HE'S AWAKE!"
"How do you feel?" His mother asked when she first entered the room.
"Pretty good." Harry said.
"Well, go take a shower and get dressed." His father said. "By the way, I hope you don't mind, I had one of the neighbor kids who is your size get you some new muggle clothing. Your Aunt must have thought you were the size and shape of an Elephant. When you're done, I can show you where we've put the house in my ancestral home. We don't have to worry about Voldemort here anymore, because we're the only ones who can come without an invitation. Not even Daytripper Corey or her Husband and they're the strongest Witch and Wizard I've ever seen or heard about."
When Harry got out of the shower and looked into the mirror for the first time, he almost didn't recognize himself. He was about six inches taller than he was the last time he looked in the mirror. His vision without glasses was perfect. He looked in the Mirror again and noticed that his Scar was gone.
When he got downstairs, Sylvia said that while he was unconscious, several owls had come in for him. She handed him letters from Ron, Hermione, and Sirius.
"Mom," Harry asked "how did they get rid of the curse scar?"
"While you were in the medical tank," Lily explained, "they regenerated the tissue that had been destroyed by the curse."
"Oh." Harry said, not really understanding. He then turned to his letters.
Dear Harry,
I called the muggles. The told me a wild story about your mother coming to get you? They've finally flipped right?
I do hope that Pig finds you. If it is your mother, where was she all these years?
Please write me back. Maybe if it is your mother, we will be able to visit you for once. Ron
The letter from Hermione was much the same.
Godson,
Your father has come to me. He also went to Dumbledor and the ministry of magic. Where no one else was able to get me off for the murder of all of those muggles, James was able to do it.
I will visit you later in the summer. I've my household to put in order. Ron and Hermione have both written me. I managed to put them at ease. I'd suggest you visit them or have them visit you around your birthday.
I'll talk to James about it.
Sirius
Harry asked his father, "did you say that the house had been moved to your ancestral home?"
"Yours too Harry." James Potter answered. "I was wondering. Sirius told me about your friends. If you want, you can invite them to spend your birthday and the rest of the summer here. Of course that will mean moving a bed into your and Sylvia's room, but I'm sure that will be no problem."
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The week before Harry's birthday, it was arranged to meet the Weasely's and the Grangers at Diagon Alley. Ron and Hermione were amazed and overjoyed at Harry's good fortune. They were getting their things for Hogwarts, Sylvia had been accepted into Hogwarts as well and placed in the same Year Group as the others.
They were just coming out of Madam Malkin's when they ran into the Draco. "So," he sneered, "the Potters have found a way to return from the dead?"
Lily took one look at him and said, "no need to guess who you are, white skin and a smug expression. You must be a Malfoy. I don't see what Narcissa ever saw in him."
"Perhaps my breeding and charming personality." Lucius Malfoy said as he walked up behind his son. "It's been a long time, Lily."
"I've been put on as the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts this year." Lily said. "I take it you've not been caught yet?"
"I've done nothing to be caught for," Lucius said. "Has James been made an Auror again?"
"Just like old times," James Potter said as he walked up beside his wife. "What's the matter Lucius? Are you afraid that I'll catch you this time?" "I've done nothing to be caught for." Lucius said. "If you're not careful, I'll have to sue you for harrassment."
"Well, we wouldn't want that would we?" James said.
"Come Draco." Lucius said. "We've business to attend to elsewhere."
"So that was Draco Malfoy." Sylvia said.
"Yes," said Harry. "He's been a thorn in my side since my first year at Hogwarts."
A mischievous look came into Sylvia's eye, "he is cute though."
Hermione couldn't help but laugh at the look of Horror that came over the face of both Harry and Ron. "Stop teasing your brother and let's finish getting our stuff."
The group finished their day of shopping and used a Portkey to get back to the Potter home.
"How are the rooms so much bigger on the inside than on the outside?" Hermione asked when they got inside the house?
"We've never been able to understand that ourselves." James explained. "The people we've been living with for the past few years built it and they specialize in something called Dimensional magic. We would normally put you two in the spare bedrooms, but I'm expecting Remus and Sirus."
The rest of the summer went quite well. Lily insisted that they all have their homework finished before James took them to try out the new brooms that he'd built for both of them. Hermione spent her time with Sylvia and the two of them became best friends. Ron learned so much about flying between listening to Harry and James that he thought he could do just about anything.
The day to go to Hogwarts came. They loaded up the mini-van that James had rented for the occasion and took everyone to the station. For once the trip into the station went off without a hitch.
Everyone got onto the train. James said that he had some Ministry business to attend to and that he'd visit when he could.
The trip to Hogwarts was pretty much a party. When they got to Hogsmeade, Sylvia rode across with the first years and the rest of them got into the carriages to get to Hogwarts.
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A/N: Well, this is a story that I've been thinking of for a while. Please Read and Review. If you like it, tell me. If you don't like it, tell me that too as well as why. I can take criticism if it is constructive. Flames that aren't constructive will be charmed and fed to the Dragon.
By
Shadeweaver
Disclaimer: The original story and any character that I myself did not introduce belong to J. K. Rowling. This story is written for the fun of it. I am making no money on the story and have no intent to do so.
A/N: This story is an extreme alternate reality fic. Some of the characters that I'm introducing are characters from a game that my brother and I play in. They don't belong to this series of books however I want to do something different. This story is to be set in Year 5.
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Things at Number 4 Privet drive never changed. Harry had been back from Hogwarts for less than two weeks and he was already longing to be back. He was just going upstairs after a particularly harrowing day when the doorbell rang.
"Boy!" Uncle Vernon bellowed. "Get the door!"
"Yes Uncle Vernon." Harry responded on autopilot.
Harry moved to open the door and there were two people standing there. Both obviously female, but one of them was cloaked in such a manner that you couldn't see her face.
"Can I help you?" Harry asked.
"We're here to see your Aunt Petunia." The uncloaked woman said.
"One moment please." Harry said.
"Who is it Harry?" Petunia who just came round out of the living room asked.
"I don't know." Harry responded. "They said that they want to speak with you."
"Go on up to bed then." Petunia said, not wanting any accidental weirdness to go on. "How can I help you ladies?"
Harry was half-way up the stairs when Petunia shrieked in fear. Spinning around, he saw that the cloaked woman had stepped to the front of the pair and lowered her hood.
"I've come for my son." Lily Potter told her sister.
"But you're dead" Petunia was stammering as Vernon and Dudley came rushing into the room to see what was going on.
The look on Uncle Vernon's face as he saw who was confronting his wife made Harry forget his own shock and disbelief. "Well," Lily said, "the person who rescued James and myself and managed through a combination of Magic and Medical Technology to bring us back to life only just found out where Harry was spending his summers. I thank you for the care that you've given my son, but if he's ready to leave, we must be going."
Harry was packed and ready five minutes later. He'd never really unpacked from school. He realized that this may be a trap, but to be part of his family after all of these years he was willing to risk it.
When Harry came back downstairs dragging his trunk the lady who spoke to him when he answered the door said "I'll get that for you Harry." She waved her hand and the trunk began Levitating following him.
"Say goodbye to your Aunt and Uncle Harry." Lily said. "I'm sure that they won't mind that we won't visit."
"Goodbye Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon." Harry yelled as they walked out the door. The door closed itself behind the trio and locked itself.
"Mother?" For some reason Harry liked the sound of that. "Where are we going? How are you alive again? Where's father?"
Lily, slightly amused that he was coherent faced with the information that he had family after nearly 14 years said. "In the order asked: Our temporary home. A person took the bodies and through a combination of advanced technology and a kind of magic that isn't practiced here resurrected us. And buying our new home. In that order."
"Why then," Harry asked, "didn't the person who took your bodies not take me with you?"
"Because," said the other one, "Albus Dumbledor and Allister Moody walked through the door as Mother was loading up the bodies. Dumbledor convinced her that since the method she intended to use to bring your parents back to life was highly experimental, that he would see to your wellbeing whilst the procedure was being done." As an afterthought, "I'm Samantha Corey by the way."
"How are you levitating my trunk without a wand?" Harry asked Samantha.
"Oh," Samantha said, "because there's more than one kind of magic in the multi-verse. Not all of it requires a wand. What I'm doing isn't technically magic, it is psionic."
Harry let that sink in for a few minutes. "Where is our temporary home?"
"Right here." Samantha said.
The world they had been walking through just vanished. They appeared in front of a house in a wooded glen. It had two stories and was painted to match the colors of the wood.
A flash of light burst behind the trio.
"Hello Samuel," Samantha said. "Was yours and Mr. Potter's search for a place to put the house successful?"
Harry turned around and his knees went weak. This was too much good fortune. There stood his father with someone who looked enough like Samantha to be her brother.
"Oh Harry!" James Potter rushed forward and gave his son a hug. "It's been so long."
"It HAS been that." Samuel Corey said. "For you it's been about 14 years since you last saw your parents. Because of the difference in the way Time works here, it's been about 16 years for your parents. You have a sister about your age in the house."
Samantha was nearly livid. "Gee Sam! You sure know how to keep a surprise don't you?"
Harry was introduced to his sister Sylvia. Sylvia had red hair and green eyes. "Hello Harry. She said. Mom and Dad have been waiting for us to meet. I'm hoping once we move the house, that I'll get to go to school with you."
"I hope so too." Harry said.
"That's enough excitement for now." James said. "Both of you off to bed. Sylvia, show your brother to his room."
Harry was shown to a room roughly as large as his dorm room at Hogwarts. The only difference was that this room was for one person. It had a King sized four poster bed with Velvet drapes in Scarlet and Gold. The room was done in Gryffindor colors.
When he got ready for bed, Harry fell into a blissful sleep. For the first time in his life, he was going to have a wonderful summer.
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When Harry woke up, he rushed downstairs. The rest of the family was just getting ready to sit down at the breakfast table to the largest single family meal he'd ever seen.
"I hope you're hungry" his mother said, "knowing my sister and her opinion of us 'freaks' she probably mistreated you."
"It wasn't so bad." Harry said.
"Well, you are going to the doctor this morning. The medical technology is so good here that you won't need glasses." Lily said.
Harry HAD noticed his father wasn't wearing glasses.
"Your father's been spending all of his spare time working on perfecting the perfect quiddich broom. We will be flying to the doctor's office and you can try out the one that your father had to finish last night.
The broom that was handed to Harry was probably the best looking, sleekest racing broom that he'd ever seen. His name was printed on the handle in gold and the broom was stained a deep red. On the trip there, Harry and his father kept playing games, racing, playing follow the leader. He found out that there wasn't a trick that he knew that his father couldn't follow, including the Wronskey feint. James Potter however taught his son a couple of new tricks that he couldn't wait to try in a real match.
When they got to the doctor's office, he was administered a shot. That is the last thing he remembered for two days afterward.
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Harry woke up he was lying in his bed at his new home.
"It's about time you woke up." Sylvia, who'd been sitting in a chair by his bed said. "You've been out of the Medical tank for most of the day. MOM, DAD, HE'S AWAKE!"
"How do you feel?" His mother asked when she first entered the room.
"Pretty good." Harry said.
"Well, go take a shower and get dressed." His father said. "By the way, I hope you don't mind, I had one of the neighbor kids who is your size get you some new muggle clothing. Your Aunt must have thought you were the size and shape of an Elephant. When you're done, I can show you where we've put the house in my ancestral home. We don't have to worry about Voldemort here anymore, because we're the only ones who can come without an invitation. Not even Daytripper Corey or her Husband and they're the strongest Witch and Wizard I've ever seen or heard about."
When Harry got out of the shower and looked into the mirror for the first time, he almost didn't recognize himself. He was about six inches taller than he was the last time he looked in the mirror. His vision without glasses was perfect. He looked in the Mirror again and noticed that his Scar was gone.
When he got downstairs, Sylvia said that while he was unconscious, several owls had come in for him. She handed him letters from Ron, Hermione, and Sirius.
"Mom," Harry asked "how did they get rid of the curse scar?"
"While you were in the medical tank," Lily explained, "they regenerated the tissue that had been destroyed by the curse."
"Oh." Harry said, not really understanding. He then turned to his letters.
Dear Harry,
I called the muggles. The told me a wild story about your mother coming to get you? They've finally flipped right?
I do hope that Pig finds you. If it is your mother, where was she all these years?
Please write me back. Maybe if it is your mother, we will be able to visit you for once. Ron
The letter from Hermione was much the same.
Godson,
Your father has come to me. He also went to Dumbledor and the ministry of magic. Where no one else was able to get me off for the murder of all of those muggles, James was able to do it.
I will visit you later in the summer. I've my household to put in order. Ron and Hermione have both written me. I managed to put them at ease. I'd suggest you visit them or have them visit you around your birthday.
I'll talk to James about it.
Sirius
Harry asked his father, "did you say that the house had been moved to your ancestral home?"
"Yours too Harry." James Potter answered. "I was wondering. Sirius told me about your friends. If you want, you can invite them to spend your birthday and the rest of the summer here. Of course that will mean moving a bed into your and Sylvia's room, but I'm sure that will be no problem."
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The week before Harry's birthday, it was arranged to meet the Weasely's and the Grangers at Diagon Alley. Ron and Hermione were amazed and overjoyed at Harry's good fortune. They were getting their things for Hogwarts, Sylvia had been accepted into Hogwarts as well and placed in the same Year Group as the others.
They were just coming out of Madam Malkin's when they ran into the Draco. "So," he sneered, "the Potters have found a way to return from the dead?"
Lily took one look at him and said, "no need to guess who you are, white skin and a smug expression. You must be a Malfoy. I don't see what Narcissa ever saw in him."
"Perhaps my breeding and charming personality." Lucius Malfoy said as he walked up behind his son. "It's been a long time, Lily."
"I've been put on as the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts this year." Lily said. "I take it you've not been caught yet?"
"I've done nothing to be caught for," Lucius said. "Has James been made an Auror again?"
"Just like old times," James Potter said as he walked up beside his wife. "What's the matter Lucius? Are you afraid that I'll catch you this time?" "I've done nothing to be caught for." Lucius said. "If you're not careful, I'll have to sue you for harrassment."
"Well, we wouldn't want that would we?" James said.
"Come Draco." Lucius said. "We've business to attend to elsewhere."
"So that was Draco Malfoy." Sylvia said.
"Yes," said Harry. "He's been a thorn in my side since my first year at Hogwarts."
A mischievous look came into Sylvia's eye, "he is cute though."
Hermione couldn't help but laugh at the look of Horror that came over the face of both Harry and Ron. "Stop teasing your brother and let's finish getting our stuff."
The group finished their day of shopping and used a Portkey to get back to the Potter home.
"How are the rooms so much bigger on the inside than on the outside?" Hermione asked when they got inside the house?
"We've never been able to understand that ourselves." James explained. "The people we've been living with for the past few years built it and they specialize in something called Dimensional magic. We would normally put you two in the spare bedrooms, but I'm expecting Remus and Sirus."
The rest of the summer went quite well. Lily insisted that they all have their homework finished before James took them to try out the new brooms that he'd built for both of them. Hermione spent her time with Sylvia and the two of them became best friends. Ron learned so much about flying between listening to Harry and James that he thought he could do just about anything.
The day to go to Hogwarts came. They loaded up the mini-van that James had rented for the occasion and took everyone to the station. For once the trip into the station went off without a hitch.
Everyone got onto the train. James said that he had some Ministry business to attend to and that he'd visit when he could.
The trip to Hogwarts was pretty much a party. When they got to Hogsmeade, Sylvia rode across with the first years and the rest of them got into the carriages to get to Hogwarts.
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A/N: Well, this is a story that I've been thinking of for a while. Please Read and Review. If you like it, tell me. If you don't like it, tell me that too as well as why. I can take criticism if it is constructive. Flames that aren't constructive will be charmed and fed to the Dragon.