Where I Belong
By: Toni
Summary: AU 7th year. Harry gets to see what would have happened if his parents were alive and Voldemort were about to rise for a second time.
Harry Potter woke up at three in the morning gasping and choking through his tears. It had been the same thing night after night. He couldn't get rid of these nightmares no matter how much he tried to block them. Every night for the last three weeks Harry would wake up from nightmares of Albus Dumbledore dieing right in front of his face. On the off chance he didn't see Dumbledore die he saw Sirius, his parents or Cedric die.
"I-I can't-t do th-his any-anymore. I think I'm going-g cr-razy." Harry gasped through the tears.
"I wish I could live in peace, I w-wish they w-weren't d-dead!" He whispered into his blanket. That was Harry Potters last thought before he passed out.
The next morning Harry woke up to birds singing, very loudly.
"Ugh, it feels like I slept on a rock." Harry opened his eyes only to shut them twice as fast. He was outside, he was sleeping on a rock. "Ok, lets think here. This couldn't have been the Durley's work, whoever got me outside had to use magic so I didn't wake up. It most likely wasn't the Death Eaters because I'd either be dead or being tortured, right now."
Harry again opened his eyes, more slowly this time, to get a view of his surroundings. He was in a clearing, right next to the woods. 'That was why the birds were so loud.' Shaking his head trying to clear it Harry stood up, took a step, and tripped over something on the ground. Looking down to see what it was, he was confused to see his trunk. It was sitting there innocently.
"I wonder if anything was left behind." Harry kicked the lid open and rifled through it. On the very top was the packet of pictures from Remus's last visit. Remus Lupin had become one of Harry's best friends. Trying to get Harry's mind in a better place, Remus came over eight times in three weeks of the 'vacation'. The last time Remus took Harry to a muggle theme park for the day. The top picture was of Remus and Harry screaming, while riding on a rollercoaster.
"I wish Remus was with me now." Harry sighed. Harry continued to rummage in his trunk finding the essentials such as his invisibility cloak, the marauders map, his Gringotts Key, his photo album, his broom, and his wand. "Ok. I need to figure out where I am." Harry levitated his trunk and started to walk towards a the large hill in front of him.
Once Harry made it to the top of the hill he was looking at a small village. It was rather picturesque. "I wonder why I ended up here. There has to be a reason." With that Harry headed towards the road at the bottom of the hill. He could make out a worn out sign a ways down. After covering up his trunk with the invisibility cloak, Harry set out to find out where he was.
Seeing what the sign said ten minuets later left Harry speechless…
Welcome to Godric's Hallow
"What the…" Harry whispered. "Why am I in Godric's Hallow?" Harry shook his head again and sighed. Maybe he could find a wizards house and use their floo powder.
Harry knew that this was where he was born. In a large beautiful house, somewhere around here. He stopped walking and pulled the cloak off of his trunk. He then rifled through it until he came out with his scrapbook. Flipping through it, almost pulling out a page or two, Harry ended up at a page with a young family in front of a dark green house. It was sitting on top of a small hill, there was a small wooden swing set on the porch and several trees around the yard.
"Maybe I could stop by and see it before I leave." Harry murmured. With a decisive nod, Harry threw his cloak back over the floating trunk and set off through the village. As Harry walked through the village, he realized no one was out and about. Checking his watch Harry found out that it was 6:05 am. 'No wonder, everyone is still sleeping' Harry thought crossing a road.
Harry didn't know why he was going this particular way, it seemed like he was being pulled. He had been walking for fifteen minuets and then he saw it.
"What the hell!" There sitting in front of him was the same house that was in the picture. After talking to Remus, Harry knew that the house wasn't left standing, let alone looking perfect. 'This has to be some kind of trick. Then again, why would Old Voldy do this when he could have just killed me?' Shrugging again Harry started trudging up the hill.
Half way up the hill Harry took out his wand and hid it in his sleeve. 'I'll be ready for anything.' The house was peaceful, but then when Harry was pondering whether to ring the doorbell, or just walk in(technically this was his house, the Goblins gave Harry the deed last week), he heard a woman yell, "Danielle? Will you wake up your brother for breakfast?"
"Ok mom!" Said another feminine voice from the second story of the house. There was a minuet pause and then the girl, Danielle, yelled down to her mother "He's gone again mom!"
"Are you sure Danielle?" Her mother sounded agitated.
"Yes mom, he's not up here!" The girl replied.
'What are these people doing in my house? It looks like they've been living here for a while. That can't be right Remus was out this way last week. Ok, I have to figure out what the hell is going on.' With that Harry rang the doorbell.
"I'll get it!" screamed a voice descending the stairs. The door was swiftly opened to reveal a girl with jet black hair down to her waist, bright blue eyes, and a dash of freckles scattering across her nose. She looked like she was a year or two younger then him. For a second she looked confused, but then she turned her head towards another room and yelled, "Mom its Harry, and he looks like he was out all night drinking again!"
Harry heard a glass being set down rather forcefully, and then foot steps coming towards the door.
A woman walked into Harry's line of vision. She had long auburn hair that was showing a little grey. Her eye's were the same green as Harry's but hers were full of anger.
"Harry James Potter! Where have you been!? I can't believe you! What happened to the sweet responsible boy I raised? You're out every night drinking with those hooligans and sleeping with random girls! What do you have to say for yourself?" She finished yelling and looked at Harry expectantly.
Harry looked at the woman confused "Who are you? And why are you impersonating my dead mother?" Harry was clearly upset. This was the meanest prank ever!
However, the woman got even more infuriated with Harry's questions. "Are you still drunk or do you think your being funny? Well I'll tell you young man, I'm not laughing! You may be coming of age soon but you still live under my roof! Now get into that kitchen and sit down! Your father will be home soon and we will talk about your attitude!" With that she grabbed his arm turned around and pulled him into the next room.
'Thank Merlin I set my trunk down outside' Harry thought as he was pulled into a large kitchen. He was lightly shoved into the direction of the table and the woman, who claimed to be his mother, went over to the sink and started scrubbing the dishes by hand. Harry heard her muttering the entire time. The girl, Danielle, sat across the table and started eating some cereal.
"Listen, I don't know what's happened, but I am not drunk, and you can't be my mother. My mother died when I was one!" Harry stated, he was still quite upset.
"Harry, shut up, your making it worse." whispered Danielle.
"I don't even know who you are!" Harry whispered back. The younger girl looked hurt by those truthful words. Harry looked back at the woman. "Can you please tell me who you are?" Harry asked.
The woman turned around and said "Fine Harry, I'll play your little game. My name is Lily Catherine Evans Potter. I'm 37 years old. I've been married to James Potter for 18 years. I have three children. Harry James Potter, Danielle Joy Potter, and Isabel Nicole Potter. Do you know me now?" She asked even more agitated.
"How do I know your not some death eater, or that this isn't a dream?" Asked Harry who was getting a little frantic.
'Lily' started to look concerned. "Harry? Look at me." Harry turned and looked at the woman, "Are you really confused? I'm your mother, this is your house."
Harry shook his head. "No, you died, I live with Aunt Petunia. I have since I was one."
Lily stared at Harry "I haven't spoken to Petunia in years, you have never met her."
"Do I know anything about her?" Harry asked getting an idea. 'Lily' shook her head no. "Ok then I can prove it. Petunia Constance Dursley was married to Vernon Miriam Dursley on May 3rd. They have a son Dudley David Durley, who was born on June 15th. They live at number 11 private drive. They hate magic and anything to do with it." Harry looked expectantly towards 'Lily'.
"I-I Don't Know wh-at to say…" Lily stammered. She seemed very confused. She was about to say something else, but then all three people in the kitchen heard the front door open slowly. Lily headed towards the door, and when she saw who was sneaking in she screamed.
"What the HELL IS HAPPENING?" Lily Potter screamed. She grabbed her son and dragged him into the kitchen. The whole time the boy was stating over and over that he had been studying at Deans. When the boy saw who was sitting at the table, he too screamed. Lily then grabbed the other Harry's arm and yanked them both to fireplace in the living room. Grabbing a large vase off the table Lily and gestured both boys to get some floo powder.
"Say Hogwarts Head Masters Office." Lily gestured to the boys. She used a tone that booked no argument. Harry looked back at the woman who claimed to be his mother and shrugged. He knew the Headmaster's Office was safe.
"Hogwarts Head Masters Office!" Harry Potter was whisked out of sight. A minuet later he appeared inside the office. Harry expected to see Minerva McGonagall sitting at the large wooden desk. Seeing Albus Dumbledore at the desk made it feel like his soul was broken. It was then that Harry James Potter kneeled to the ground, put his face into his hands and started sobbing.
To say in the least, Albus Dumbledore was confused. "Harry? Is everything quite alright?" He asked quietly. In response to the inquiry young Harry sobbed harder. A second later the floo turned green and Lily Potter tumbled out, coughing a little. Instead of turning to the Headmaster, or her son she turned back to the fireplace. The flames turned green for the third time and out tumbled… Harry Potter.
A/N: The 1st chapter will be the shortest. I will be updating by next week!
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