7/18/16: Hello all! This is the revised chapter 1. If this is your first time reading my story, I highly, highly recommend waiting until 'Fully Revised' appears in the description before reading on. Chapters 2-5 are a mess, and I estimate 2-3 weeks before every chapter has been fixed.

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( ' = quote from the books).

Remus spun around after healing Longbottom's leg. He was going to take up a duel with the closest Death Eater when Neville's shout rang through the room. "Dubbledore!" Remus's neck jerked painfully and relief flood through him as he saw the wizard. Dumbledore blew past him his face alight in fury, incapacitating every Death Eater he came across. Soon, the only Death Eater standing was Bellatrix who was in a heated duel with her cousin.

'"Come on, you can do better than that!" Sirius yelled, his voice echoing around the cavernous room as he dodged a jet of light. The second jet of light hit him squarely in the chest.'

Remus felt his whole world crash down around him. It was the same feeling he felt that Halloween: more painful than all his transformations combined. He felt himself going into shock, and welcomed the coming bliss but was rudely pulled out as the only link to his past screamed. "SIRIUS! SIRIUS!"

The pain in the screams drove Remus mad. He wanted nothing more than to add his own mournful call but he had to stay on the side of reason. Remus heard James son running up, trying to get to the veil. He grabbed the boy in a tight hug from behind, trying to calm the struggling teenager. '"There's nothing you can do Harry-" Remus choked out.

"Get him, save him, he's only just gone through!"

"It's too late, Harry."'

The strength from the wolf was the only thing holding the boy back. However that was not enough, as he was blast backwards. Remus cursed at the display of accidental magic. He looked up in horror, to see Harry sprinting straight at the death veil, Sirius's body barely visible.

Dumbledore shut a stunner at Harry, but he was too late. James son was gone. Harry fell through, except his body did not linger as Sirius's had. It vanished the second he ran through, taking what was left of Sirius with him.

Remus slowly turned at the cackling of Bellatrix. "Harry Potter is dead! Dead!" Remus shakily straightened himself, the sorrow vanishing. Replaced by rage. True to his wolf form he snarled and ran at her. Bellatrix seeing him, shrieked with laughter, singing "Harry Potter is dead" while running toward the auditorium. He heard people calling to him, but the words were indistinguishable. He followed the women who took away everything, set on revenge.

Harry blinked. It was black.

"Harry!"

Harry winced as his world came into focus, light assaulting him from all angles.

"Quickly! Grab Sirius's hand!"

Harry looked around, his vision clearing some and saw his Godfather groaning, on the ground next to him. He quickly reached down and grabbed the man's hand.

"Dammit!" Sirius snarled, standing up.

The man chuckled, returning Harry's attention to him. He felt his breath leave him, his vision clouding as for the first time in his living memory he was face to face with his parents.

"Should've been paying more attention Padfoot!"

"Be nice James." His mother admonished lightly, staring at Harry taking in every detail of his face.

"Jamie? Lils?" Sirius whispered. At their nods, Sirius let go of his hand and tackled at his father, grabbing him in a hug. His father quickly stepped back and pushed him off.

Sirius looked at him, his face an expression of misery and confusion. "I'm sorry Padfoot." His father whispered, "you need to be touching Harry."

Sirius turned towards Harry and his face dropped more. "Harry." He whispered. "You followed me through?"

"Now Sirius." Lily admonished, tears streaming down her face.

Sirius slowly walked back to Harry and rest his hand on his shoulder. "Why?" He questioned, but neither answered.

Harry was locked in a staring contest with his mother, each taking in as much detail as they could. She finally broke and ran to him, wrapping her arms around him and lightly crying into his shoulder. "My baby." She whispered, stroking his hair. Harry buried his head into her neck and returned with a one armed hug. Relishing the feeling of hugging his mother for the first time.

Harry felt a hand on his shoulder and looked up at his father. He was standing behind Lily, crying freely. "My boy. My baby boy." James followed Lily's example and pulled them both in a hug.

Harry couldn't hold back his tears any longer, and a dam broke on. He finally knew what it was like to be hugged by his parents. He remembered the scene from the Mirror of Erised and cried more, realising his deepest dream had finally come true. After a couple minutes, the newly reunited family separate. Lily and James stood in front of Harry and Sirius, beaming at them.

"Prongs." Sirius whispered, looking at James. His father's smile diminished slightly, and he pulled Sirius into a hug, holding him as close as he could.

"I'm so sorry." James whispered, holding Sirius, "so sorry."

Sirius recoiled, shaking his head. "I'm the one that needs to be sorry! If I hadn't offered to switch you'd be alive!"

James shook his head, and grasped Sirius's other hand. "He would have got us eventually Sirius, there was nothing to prevent that." He pulled Sirius back into a hub and his body shook with sobs. "I should have made a will! You wouldn't have been in Azkaban, wouldn't have suffered!"

Sirius started crying too, years of hell unleashing itself. "It's ok Prongs! We couldn't have known Peter was a spy!"

Both men stayed in the embrace for a couple minutes still. Harry looked at his mother and saw her smiling wobbly at the scene. Finally James backed off and Lily threw herself on Sirius, holding him close to her. "It's not fair! You're such a good person!" She cried, tightening her hug. She ran a hand through her hair and continued holding him.

Harry felt a hand on his shoulder and looked up seeing his father beaming at him. "Youngest seeker in a century? My boy indeed." Harry's heart almost burst from happiness at the compliment from his father.

His mother released Sirius and smacked James upside the head. "Quidditch?" She hissed. "The first time speaking to your son and you talk about Quidditch?" Her voice rose at the end.

Harry and Sirius jumped to his father's defense, causing Lily to give all three of them glares. "It's just a game! It's nothing special."

James rose to his full height and turned face her. "It's just a game? It's mo-"

Sirius nudged Harry and whispered to him. "They would always do this. Yell and scream at each other so loud they'd blow the roof off. Over small things too! Personally I think it's for the makeup sex. I can tell you how you we- Ow!"

His mother slapped him upside his head. "Sirius Black! You will tell him no such thing. Just wait un- James stop laughing!"

That was too much for Harry, for he too burst out laughing at the situation. His mother seeing all three of them laughing slowly started laughing too, and soon all four of them were laughing hysterically. Holding onto each other for support.

Once they regained their composure, Sirius went straight for the pressing issue. "Why do I have to hold onto Harry exactly?"

His mother sighed. "In all purposes, you are dead."

"Ok?" Sirius inquired.

"But," his father finished, "Harry is not."

Harry felt the air leave his chest. "But I fell through the veil!"

His father sighed and point at the lighting bolt scar on his forehead.

"My scar? What does it have to do with anything?"

His father sighed again and ran his hand through his hair. "Dumbledore." He blew air out his nose and ran his hand through his hair again. "Ask him to explain it all to you, we don't have the time for it right now. The battle is going on as we speak."

Sirius recoiled, jerking his hand away from Harry. "I'm holding him because I'm going back too."

His father paused, leveling Sirius with a death glare. "Don't be a fool."

"I JUST GOT YOU BACK! YOU WANT ME TO LOSE YOU AGAIN?!" Sirius thundered.

His father walked over to Sirius, his face blank. He stopped and roughly grabbed his shoulders. "What I want you to do, IS YOUR JOB AS A GODFATHER!" He finished, equally loud, looking equally angry.

Sirius blinked, tears rolling down his face. He slowly took Harry's hand. "James...Lily… Can't you come back too? If I'm dead, but Harry's bringing me back, why won't it work for you guys?"

His mother sighed. "I, I don't think that would work, Siri." A mournful look on her face.

"It won't hurt to try!" Sirius exclaimed, looking determined.

His mother looked at his father, a sliver excitement on her face. "What if it does work?" She asked, looking as if she barely wanted to hope.

Sirius nodded vigorously, "it will work."

His father's eyes had a wistful look in them and he looked at his wife. "There's no point in not trying."

Sirius whooped and started laughing. His parents smiled at Sirius's enthusiasm. Harry however was frozen. The possibility of having a family, leaving the Dursleys, facing Voldemort together was overwhelming him. Before he could dwell too much on those thoughts he felt himself smothered in a four way hug again.

Slowly they pulled apart and looked at each other, waiting for someone to make the first move. His mother cleared her throat and looked at them. "Ok," she started. "Sirius continue holding Harry's hand. James?"

He nodded at her, and his father grabbed his free hand, while she grasped the top of it. "Just walk back into the dark Harry, and walk slow so Sirius does not lose grasp."

Harry heard a grunt and assumed Sirius smacked his father for the retort.

"When you two, fine Sirius! When we get back, Moony is running into a deathtrap, he is too distraught to fight properly."

Sirius made a strangled sound in the back of his throat, "faster!"

Harry sped up pace, and he felt the pressure building. Suddenly everything went black.

Harry saw light again, as he unceremoniously fell.

He felt strong hands catch him.

"YES!" He heard Sirius shout.

Harry spun around and saw his father looking at them in shock. but, just his father. "Where's mum?" He asked quietly feeling trepidation, as if he expected her to just walk through the veil, saying this was a joke and she was alive.

His father spun around so fast he almost fell back through the veil. "No. No!" He exclaimed his face showing his misery.

Sirius's face fell. "James! Remus!"

His father turned back around, his eyes clouding the grief he felt and he nodded to them. His father transformed, and Harry, knowing what to do climbed on top of Prongs. His father then took of, picking up speed, with Sirius pounding next to him as Snuffles. They sped fast Dumbledore, stopped in shock went ghostly white, whipped out his wand, but they were gone before he got a curse off.

They went flying into the auditorium and everything came to a pause.

Bellatrix was over Neville, who was twitching on the ground, and Remus was slumped farther away, a large pool of blood around him. Voldemort stood in the middle of the room watching Bellatrix torture Neville, a bored look on his face.

Everyone froze. Bellatrix turned toward them, her eyes bulging. Neville tried sitting up but passed out instead. Voldemort's mouth hung open slightly, his eyes narrowing in anger.

Harry slid off the Stag, which then turned into his father, and Sirius transformed too. "Hello Tom." Harry said pleasantly.

Voldemort hissed and glared at him. "What magic is this?!"

Harry laughed, "one you'll never understand."

Voldemort sneered. "Let me guess, love?" He asked mockingly.

Harry nodded grinning, glancing at Sirius, whom it seemed began round two with his cousin.

"-pathetic," Voldemort continued, startling Harry, who had not even realized he'd continued talking.

"It didn't save your pathetic father, or mudblood mother."

That was as far as he got, as his father fired a curse at the Dark Lord.

Voldemort looked in shock. and deflected it sending his father flying back. "Impossible, I killed James Potter."

"It seems you were sloppy then, doesn't it?" Harry snarled, fearing for his father. Voldemort hissed in fury, and shot a killing curse at him for the insult.

Harry had no time to move, but a Goblin statue jumped in front of him, blocking the curse. Harry turned around the see Dumbledore join his side, wiping his eyes.

"Dumbledore." Voldemort hissed with hatred.

"It seems love has prevailed again Tom, as even death could not hold these three."

Voldemort laughed cruelly. "Then I shall kill them each again."

"The aurors will be here shortly." Dumbledore stated.

"And by that time I shall be gone, and you dead" Voldemort hissed.

Dumbledore sighed, "very well."

Harry was pushed backwards, and the spellfire begin.

Bellatrix had pushed Sirius back and retreated behind her lord, watching the battle.

Voldemort conjured a fiery snake, in which Dumbledore diminished. Dumbledore then proceeded to wrap Voldemort up with a magical wip.

Voldemort burst it and a swirl of black was growing at his feet. He shot the black void and Dumbledore cast a white spell at it, causing it to explode.

Voldemort glared at Dumbledore then smirked. "On your head Dumbledore." He then swiftly cast three killing curses, one aimed at Dumbledore himself, one at Harry, and one at the down, Remus Lupin.

Harry watched in horror as the emotions passed through Dumbledore's eyes. He summoned a statue to block Remus's since he was farther, and conjured a shield for Harry's. That left Dumbledore open for his curse, and a sad smile appeared on the Headmaster's face. When it seemed the esteemed wizard's life was about to end Fawkes appeared and swallowed the curse.

Voldemort's face was a mask of fury, and he disappeared. Bellatrix looked panicked. And raised her wand at them. Harry saw Sirius point his at hers, as well as Dumbledore, found Neville standing shakily next to him doing the same, and felt his father's hand on his shoulder. Wand pointing at her.

Before anyone could react, he felt a severe pain in his scar. Causing him to collapse in agony. A voice that was his own but completely different hissed "Kill me Dumbledore. End us both."

"Fight it Harry!" Dumbledore whispered next to him, hoarsely.

Harry felt pain, but he didn't want to die now, he had his Father! He heard an inhuman scream, and Voldemort was out of his head. A vortex was surrounding them. Harry opened his eyes to see his father standing over him, pointing his wand at Voldemort. Dumbledore and everyone else just outside the vortex, appearing unable to enter.

Voldemort was glaring at him, but with curiosity in his eyes. "You're a fool, Potter, and you will lose, everything."

The floo roared and Voldemort looked up. He snarled and broke the connection. Seemingly gliding over to Bellatrix and apparating them out.

"What?!" He heard Cornelius Fudge's voice boom. "There's Dumbledore! And Sirius Black! Arrest them." No one moved. "And, Harry Potter! You'll be expelled now!"

"Ah, sorry my esteemed minister, but I am not Harry Potter." His father said cooly.

"But."

Dumbledore swept past them. "Don't be a fool minister."

"Someone arrest him!" Fudge shouted louder.

Ah, you can try and fight me, and I will defeat your forces again, but do you want to do that Cornelius, or see reason?"

A lady next to the minster with Grey hair in a bun cleared her throat. "That was He Who Must Not Be Named." She said in a slightly wavering voice.

"Bones not now!" Fudge snarled. At once the crowd started shouting. Harry heard one person: "That was him minister!"

Dumbledore shot fireworks out of his wand, "I'll explain everything once I get Harry here back to Hogwarts, and my injured if you please."

Harry noticed Remus lying down still. but with closed wounds, courtesy to baby Fawks.

A second later and Remus was gone, and before Harry could stand, He and his father were too.

How is the revised version of chapter 1?