Hey everyone! My name is Sakura! Thank you so much for reading! This is my first fanfiction and I will be adding a new chapter every week. Please review!

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Chapter 1 -To have a Family

A seven-year-old Harry Potter slowly exited the small cupboard from underneath the stairwell. He quietly crept to the kitchen.

"Maybe," Harry thought to himself, "If I do a good job making breakfast, Uncle Vernon will let me eat any leftovers!" However, his dreams were destroyed when he dropped a plate, the crash resounding throughout the house.

"BOY!" Vernon bellowed, towering over Harry, "What is all this?"

"I'm s-sorry sir t-the p-p-plate just s-slipped out of my h-hands.."

SLAP, Vernon's large meaty hand had connected with Harry's jaw, sending him flying and knocking the hot bacon pan off the stove. It's searing oils fell onto Harry's arm causing him to scream out at the intense pain.

"YOU FOOLISH BOY!" Vernon screamed, his face transitioning from red to purple, "You wasted all the bacon!" He grabbed Harry and flung him against the kitchen counter and began to kick him.

"P-p-please s-stop sir…p-p-please" Harry whimpered. Soon, Vernon got tired and just hauled Harry up and threw him into the cupboard.

"You will stay in there for the rest of the week boy" he spat, "and if I hear one peep out of you you will regret it for the rest of your miserable freakish life!" Once Harry heard the cupboard door slam and his uncle's receding footsteps he turned on the small light bulb that hung over him and inspected his arm. The oil took off a lot of his skin and caused multiple welts to form. Every time Harry touched it he had to bite his bottom lip to prevent crying out in pain. Slowly, Harry laid down, whimpering in pain as his bruised torso protested.

"I wish I wish with all my heart…" Harry whispered before drifting off.

"What do you wish child?" a voice asked him

"For family…"

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James Potter was disturbed from a peaceful slumber by his twelve year old son Matt.

"What is it Matt?" James asked groggily, blinking the sleep out of his eyes.

"Mom just left with Uncle Padfoot to Hogwarts!" He said

"What!?" James exclaimed shooting up in bed, "What time is it?"

"10 o'clock, mom told me to let you sleep in…But I had to tell you! What do you think is going on?! The school year hasn't even started! Oh, by the way Remus said he was looking for you. He is in your study. Oh Merlin! Look at the time! I have to head to quidditch training! Wood will kill me if I'm late! Ok dad love you gotta go!"

Matt sprinted out of the bedroom and down the stairs. Once James heard the floo activate he sat up and rubbed his eyes.

"How does he have so much energy?" James thought as he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes.

James got ready and headed towards his study. His wife, Lily, and their son, Matthew Remus Potter, and him lived in the Potter Manor. A three story house that currently held 6 bedrooms, a library, James' study, a kitchen, a dining room, and a living room. Of course, the house can easily be changed to grow and or shrink based of the occupants' needs. James enter the study and wasn't suprised to see Remus sitting in an armchair in front of the fireplace with a book in his hand. Being fully aware of how engrossed in the book his friend was, James slowly and quietly crept behind him and shouted.

"HIYA MOONY!

"Bloody...!," Remus swore and quickly stood and turned around, dropping the book. "Are you trying to give me a heart attack James?" He asked.

James just laughed heartily. "Of course Moony! That's what I live for after all!"

"You and Sirius both" Remus mumbled

"Anyway," James said, picking the book off the ground."What did you need to tell me?"

"Oh right well..." Remus started, "Lily and Sirius are in..."

"Hogwarts, I know. Matt told me."

"Of course...Anyway, Hagrid found a young boy out in the forest while doing his rounds with Fang and took him to Madam Pomfrey and she couldn't believe who he was..."

"Who did Pomfrey say he was?!"

"His medical record says his name is Harry James Potter. Your son... Dumbledore thinks.."

"Remus, I would know if I had another son! Besides Lily can't have anymore kids because of the accident. You know that!"

"Calm down Prongs! I was just about to tell you, Dumbledore thinks that this is your son from a parallel world! In a world where you and Lily are dead."

"How could he possibly know that? And if Lily and I are gone then who looked after him? You and Sirius perhaps? Peter isn't very good with kids…"

"No I don't think so…unless our counter parts are abusive.."

"Then who do you think?...Wait did you say abusive?"

Remus sighed heavily and rubbed his eyelids, how was he going to explain this?

"James" he began as he sat down, "there is something you should know…Pomfrey gave him a check up and well…the results were not what we hoped."

"What do you mean?" James inquired sitting down as well.

"He was beaten James…Beaten, starved, burned, neglected…it's the whole package."

"Oh Merlin.." James gasped, "When can I…Could I see him?"

"Yeah, come on Prongs," Remus said, "Lily should already be with him."

They both stood up and walked to the fireplace.

"Hogwarts" they shouted, flames erupted around them turning green and whisking them away. Remus stepped out of the fireplace into Dumbledore's office. Dumbledore looked up and smiled warmly.

"Ah. Hello James, Remus. I was expecting you sometime soon. I assume you are here to see our young dimension traveler?"

"Yes, I would like to see him," James said striding towards the door, "Hospital Wing?"

"Hospital Wing," Remus confirmed as he head out with him, "Lily should be there still."

Together they walked down the halls.