Everything Is Not What It Seems

by Felixlover

Dumbledore and the Weasley's have gone overboard. The four and the feared and loved will rise. Destroyers beware. DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING BUT MY PLOT. THIS IS NON-CANNON. There is Ron bashing. If you don't like that please don't read it. THE RATING HAS CHANGED UNTIL MY BETA AND I REVISE IT. Rated M for cussing and small violence. *Complete*

1. the letter

AN: Okay, never fear my readers, for this story will not disrupt my quest to finish Discovered Ice. It will be completed. Okay, I have been wanting to do a Harry Potter fan fiction for so long. Now I finally have the right idea. I hope you like it. This is going to be based in the 2000s because that is the year I live in. (plus I dont know cannon year.) Please review.

****Enjoy****

December 25, 918

Four cloaked figures stood around a fifth who was chanting.

"Dans anges adhérence viendra bientôt mort. Les chefs saisir cessera d'exister, lorsque les quatre se rendent compte qu'ils ont été trompés. The Raven, le Lion, le blaireau, le Serpent, et le Dragon seront accompagnés par le craint et aimé. Les alliés se tenir ensemble et les prétendants légers tomberont."

"Love, what does it mean?" The red cloaked one looked at the yellow cloaked one. "I don't know my dear. I don't know." The white and black robed male who had been chanting stood. Then the red cloaked, yellow cloaked, green cloaked, and blue cloaked, dissapeared. The fifth followed. All with a crack. If anyone had been around, they would have heard the fifth say, "Help us young master and my heir. You and your friends ar the only ones who can save our world."

July 31, 2015

"BOY!" I got up and groaned. Cooking breakfast, yay... "Coming Uncle Vernon." I quickly ran down the stairs. I saw the three Dursleys standig around the table holding a letter. Aunt Petunia was crying, Dudley looked confused and Uncle Vernon looked like he didn't know whether to feel guilty, mad, or somewhat happy. "Do you know the meaning of this letter bo- ahem, Harry?" he asked. I jumped when he said my real name. I looked down at it, it was in italian. I knew only Aunt Petunia spoke italian in the family, her and my mom. "Well, since Aunt Petunia isn't able to read at the moment, and I dont want to ask her, she looks distressed, may I call a friend to read this?" He nodded. "I'll um, have to use, well, the 'M' word." he nodded again, something wasnt right. He was crying too. I went to the firelace and grabbed a handful of floo powder from my pocket. "Hermione Granger." I said. I stuck my head in the fire place and saw Mia. "Hey Mia." she jumped. "Harry, what can I do for you... Are you calling from the Dursleys?" "Yes, and I don't know. Can you come over? There is something I need done." She nodded.

I came out of my fireplace. "Um, my friend Hermione, she a um, muggle- I mean normal person born. She goes to my school, but she grew up in the normal world. She is going to come help us...if that is okay?" Uncle Vernon nodded. Just then Hermione came out of the floo. I ran over and hugged her, picking her up and spinning her as I did. she laughed. "Hey harry." I lead her over to where two out of the three Dursleys were crying. "Can you read this letter Mia?" I asked. She looked at it, then nodded.

"Mia Cara sorella e la sua famiglia,
Hey Tuny, so che non vuoi sentire questo, ma è necessario, se hai trovato questo, James e io sono morto, e si è sotto molti enchantements. Dopo Dico prossimi parole sarai sollevato da tutti loro.
I solemly giuro che sono fino a nulla di buono.
Se state ancora leggendo, allora si può essere piangere, Harry dare la lettera e si tranfer questa lettera inglese. Digli ha bisogno di dire l'altra metà del sentance sopra."

"Hermione english please." She shook her head. "Harry say the other part of 'I solemly swear I am up to no good. Here." She gave me the letter. "Mischeif mannaged." I looked back at the letter.

My Dear sister and her family,

Hey Tuny, I know you do not want to hear this but you must, if you are getting this, James and I are dead, and you are under many enchantements. After I say the next words you will be lifted from all of them.

I solemly swear that I am up to no good.

If you are still reading then you may be crying, give Harry the letter and it will tranfer this letter to english. Tell him he needs to say the other half of the sentance above.

I read the rest out loud.

"Finally, Harry, if you are anything like your father you can be incredably thick sometimes. Harry every that has happened to you in the last fifteen year has been courtesy from our dear Dumb-old-dork. Excuse me, Dumbledore. The reason the Dursleys are crying at the moment is because of everything they were forced to do. Say this phrase out loud:

Inverse Oubliettes massimo.

When you are done reading this letter, every single memory from everyone Dumbledore has ever obliviated will return to them.

Harry the world is not what it seemed. People have probably tried to control you. I am using a mix of italian and french spels to reverse everything. Say this next one aloud:

Inversa massima Impirio.

The same thing that will happen with the Obliviate reverse will happen with the Impirius spell cast by Dumbledore. He can cast the strogest impirio known to the wizard world. Both of these spells will have a major effect on you're core. Oh that reminds me

The core block that is on One Harry James Potter shall be reversed when this sentance is read, so mote it be.

You probably just felt a rush and are probably dizzy, it will take a moment."

I looked around at the occupants of the room. The Dursleys looked sick, Hermione was setting up a resting place with several Pepper up potions. After the world stopped spinning I looked back at the letter.

"Okay you should be done by now. Harry, the people in your life are not what they seem, the bad guys are the good guys and the good guys are the bad guys. Well not all of them. Harry I am part seer, so go after the girl you love, do not let carrot face take I am sorry, Weasley I mean. His parents are good people but as a baby he is a brat. Anyways, she loves you Harry. I promise. Anyways, I'm sure you have plenty of stuff to figure out, when it is and you have everything in motion you will recieve another letter. I love you Harry. Your father and I will be watching you. Stay safe my son. Mischeif managed."

I finished the letter and immediatly collapsed.

****NOTE:6/12/15****

AN: PLEASE READ! OK to start off, this story will be cliché. It involves very powerful Harry and friends. I have gotten a few reviews from future chapters saying my story sucks. If you feel this way, refrain from saying so in a rude way. My grammar and spelling isn't all that great, but I try the best I can. I love constructive criticism, but and am little hurt when it is said in a rude way. Please do review. If you have any desire being a beta for this story, tell me and I'll get back to you ASAP. I mean no disrespect.

Love-Felixlover