This is a fic i adopted from Lady Shinigami2. The first two chapters are all hers! I'm just going to continue from there!

This chapter was written by Lady Shinigami2!

PART 1: DISCOVERY: THE LETTER

At number 4 Privet Drive, all was quiet as a hooded stranger approached the house at midnight, the 31st of July. A falcon sat on the stranger's shoulder and it made a small noise of impatience, causing the stranger to shush the predator bird. With a wave of his hand, the figure disarmed the many wards the surrounded the house and walked up the front steps.

"Alohamora." The spell was whispered and the hooded figure opened the door and stepped inside. None of the house's occupants were awake.

"Kuasahan, Harry Potter." A small ball of silver light came into existence in front of him and floated up the stairs, the stranger not far behind. At the top of the stairs, the silver light disappeared through a pad-locked door at the end of the corridor. Hissing slightly in anger, the figure unlocked the door and walked inside the small room and looked around. The silver light shone over a filthy mattress where his target lay, suffering from fresh injuries and nightmares. The figure hissed angrily and the falcon left his shoulder, landing on a broken desk beside an empty owl cage, stained with old blood.

The stranger picked up the boy as gently as he could, greatly relieved when his precious burden stayed sleeping.

"Time to go, Kryslin." Again a whisper was heard and the falcon resumed its position on the hooded man's shoulder. Just as quietly as he came, the man was gone from the Dursleys home, not bothering to replace the magical wards he had removed earlier. He vanished with a small pop that went unheard.

Arriving at a large manor, he rushed into the house, to the room that was prepared for the boy in his arms. Laying the boy on the large bed, he set about healing the boy's injuries. It seemed that this was the first time his charge had been beaten this severely. Turning to the falcon, he said, "Stay with him, Kryslin. When he wakes, give him his letter. Come get me when he's asleep again." Kryslin nodded and glided over to the bed, landing beside the bed-ridden boy.

The man left the room and locked it behind him with a flick of his wrist. Kryslin closed his eyes and waited for Harry Potter to wake up and finally learn the truth about his heritage...and his family.

With a groan, Harry woke up groggy, completely disoriented at his surroundings. "Where am I?" he asked to no one in particular, therefore he was surprised when he heard a soft shriek. Looking in the direction of the sound, Harry found himself face to face with a peregrine falcon. Surprised, he didn't move and the predator bird dropped a rather thick letter into his lap.

Sitting up, Harry opened the letter and began to read.

My dearest son,

I am writing to you because I will die tonight. I have a great many things to tell you, and you may not, correction, you will not like what I say, but please read this no matter what you may think, in honor of my memory.

Firstly, I will be blunt, but then I will explain. Harry, you have a brother. There is a long and complicated story behind this fact and I will tell you that story in detail.

I would have to say that it started in my seventh year in school, in Charms with they Slytherins, and in an effort to humiliate me, Lucius Malfoy messed up a charm and accidentally sent me 53 years in the past. 1925.

After some initial confusion, I met with Headmaster Dippet. It was decided that until I return to my own time, I would stay and continue to live my life. I graduated and went to work as a nurse in a Muggle Orphanage for a year before I fell in love with a man from that time period. By this time, I was convinced that I would never be able to return to 1978 to James, Sirius and Remus. The man I fell in love with was called Tom Riddle. After another year with Tom, I became pregnant and finally told him that I was a witch. He abandoned me. I lived in the orphanage where I worked, as a nurse in charge. I stayed there until I went into labor. When my child was born, I noticed that I was starting to fade, to flicker in and out of reality and realized that I was going back to my own time, but without my new born son. I named him Tom, after his father.

Thus, your brother and sole guardian is Lord Voldemort.

Harry stopped reading, stunned. Voldemort was his brother? He understood the situations behind the fact, but he still didn't quite understand it. he quickly looked back to the letter.

You still reading, son? Please read on for me.

Harry gave a sad smile. It seemed just like his mother to write something like that. He continued reading.

Even though Voldemort is your brother, he doesn't know, therefore, before I die tonight, I will cast a charm on him that will literally de-age him to the age of seventeen. He won't remember anything beyond the age of seventeen, but hopefully, he will care for you and give you the family I couldn't.

In case your wondering, the charm I used I designed myself and it's set to activate the moment you turn sixteen.

Give him a chance, Harry. Give him a chance to have family. He deserves it, doesn't he?

Goodbye, my darling son. I'm sorry that I couldn't be there for you.

Your mother,

Lily

Harry put the letter down and snuggled into the bed. He looked at the small falcon beside him and smiled. "You can let him know that he can come and see me. I won't bite. I'll give him a chance, although I don't know how long it will take to get over my past. For now, I'll sleep." Within minutes, he was fast asleep.

Kryslin glided the short distance to the window and nudged it open. Outside, the falcon circled the manor, searching for his master's magical scent until he found it in the library. He flew through a window and found Tom between the aisles.

"He's read his letter already? Ok, I'll see him. Thank you, Kryslin, for watching over him." Tom left the library and went to Harry's room. Unlocking the door, he stepped inside and saw that his younger brother was sleeping peacefully. He smiled at the sight.

"Sleep well, little brother. We'll talk in the morning." Tom relaxed in a large comfortable chair and fell asleep watching his little brother.

As i said that was written by Lady Shinigami2! Review it!