The truth revealed
AU this is a story that has come to my head and I am posting for no other
reason then ideas this story includes Lily/James Lily /Sirius. Please
don't kill me
"You get your good for nothing, lazy ass up into the attic and get to work, or I swear by God Almighty that you will be stuffed into that damn cupboard for the rest of the fucking summer!" Vernon Dursley roared, Harry Potter slumped up the stairs, past his and Dudley's room. He slowly opened the door to the attic. It's not that he was afraid to go into the attic, he had been there many times before, it was that he was dreading the work that he knew was waiting for him. Harry Potter just barely sixteen was always forced to do everything around the house when ever he was there. He slumped up the stairs and shut the door.
As he began his work, his thoughts were on his home. You see Harry Potter was no ordinary sixteen year old boy, he was in fact a wizard, of some distinction, he had just finished his fifth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and had beaten the most feared dark Wizard in over a century, Lord Voldemort for the fifth time in a row. The first time that he had done this, he was given a scar from Voldemort's wand and more fame then any Witch or Wizard ever born. "Some birthday present, I'm just barely sixteen and I get to clean the attic, yeah, this is exactly what I wanted to do for my birthday." Harry kicked a trunk as he was griping "What the hell?"
Harry looked at the trunk. There had to be at least three inches of dust covering it. In all the time that he had been up here he had never seen this trunk before. He took his hand and swept the dust off of the trunk and then stared in shock. The name on the trunk read Lily Marie Evans Potter.
"You get your good for nothing, lazy ass up into the attic and get to work, or I swear by God Almighty that you will be stuffed into that damn cupboard for the rest of the fucking summer!" Vernon Dursley roared, Harry Potter slumped up the stairs, past his and Dudley's room. He slowly opened the door to the attic. It's not that he was afraid to go into the attic, he had been there many times before, it was that he was dreading the work that he knew was waiting for him. Harry Potter just barely sixteen was always forced to do everything around the house when ever he was there. He slumped up the stairs and shut the door.
As he began his work, his thoughts were on his home. You see Harry Potter was no ordinary sixteen year old boy, he was in fact a wizard, of some distinction, he had just finished his fifth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and had beaten the most feared dark Wizard in over a century, Lord Voldemort for the fifth time in a row. The first time that he had done this, he was given a scar from Voldemort's wand and more fame then any Witch or Wizard ever born. "Some birthday present, I'm just barely sixteen and I get to clean the attic, yeah, this is exactly what I wanted to do for my birthday." Harry kicked a trunk as he was griping "What the hell?"
Harry looked at the trunk. There had to be at least three inches of dust covering it. In all the time that he had been up here he had never seen this trunk before. He took his hand and swept the dust off of the trunk and then stared in shock. The name on the trunk read Lily Marie Evans Potter.