Chapter 2: Getting To Know One Another. (I)

Hey here comes chapter 2. The first chapter was a bit long but it's my sorry duty to say this one is even longer….I think?

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(9 yr old Harry's POV)

Harry woke up and expected to see the top of the cupboard in which he slept but instead saw the starry sky. He sighed and ran his fingers through his unruly hair. He had hoped this was a dream. He had hoped he wasn't a freak.

His Uncle Vernon had told him that he was a freak and one day would get took to the freak asylum. And he had been now. He remembered how he ended up here.

He was playing with his soldiers making general Mark take out general Paul when he felt a breeze around him and a tug around his navel. Suddenly he was on a sort of stage with thousands and thousands of people staring at him. He suddenly felt conscious and on the verge of tears. This was when he knew it. He had been taken to the asylum. He had hoped his uncle had been wrong.

He heard a lot of people in the crowds shouting, probably at him. They probably wanted to put the freak away from normal people so they would be saved. He bowed his head tears threatening to spill out.

That was when he felt a gentle arm around him steering him towards a long row of seats where a few people sat. He was a stranger to this feeling. This feeling of being cared for.

Then it hit him. They were luring him into a false sense of safety so they could put him away. The girl pulled him onto her lap and pulled him close. He could smell her perfume. It was calming and he felt safe. And for the first time he felt loved.

He wondered why this person was being so nice to him. Maybe this wasn't just fake. Maybe….. maybe someone did love him.

He was feeling drowsy and snuggled up on the girls lap. Before he fell asleep he saw a boy about seventeen on stage, looking exactly like him.

Dad…..

Harry looked down at the person he was sharing a room with. This was his dad. It had to be his dad. His heart glowed with happiness as he clambered out of bed and sat on a chair next to his dad's bed. He was exactly like him. He had unruly black hair, emerald green eyes and glasses. His face was a bit fuller than Harry's was and looked better cared for but otherwise he was the carbon copy of him.

"Dad, dad wake up. It's morning."

(Albus's POV)

He couldn't believe his luck. A few days earlier they had found out about the games and dad had been furious. Voldermort was trying to evade his death by killing him was what he had said but in the reaping when he had seen dad as a nine year old on Aunt Hermione's lap he found out it was true. His dad couldn't possibly survive. He didn't even know he was a wizard yet and didn't have a wand.

He felt someone shaking him.

"Wha?"

He looked down. Dad was poking him with his wand.

"Daddy wake up!"

Oh no. Dad had got the wrong idea. He wasn't his dad; Harry was his dad not the other way around. But if Dad was happy what harm could it do? Knowing he would truly regret this later.

"I'm up son," Albus said the word son sounding unfamiliar on his tongue. "I'm up now."

"Umm dad those big men with the white hats said breakfast would be ready now."

"Great." Albus mumbled trying not to start crying. It wouldn't do to start crying because then his 9 year old dad might get agitated. He clambered out of bed and pulled on a shirt and some pants keeping his wand close to him. He wondered what it was like back home. Would dad be seeing all of this?

He sighed quietly to himself as he remembered he had a nine year old to take care of. He put on a fake smile.

"Come on scamp. Let's go and eat. I'm starving."

Harry suddenly stopped as if in great thought. A frown on his face as he looked up with tears filling his wide emerald eyes so very like his own.

"Harry?"

Albus was concerned. Why was dad acting like he didn't believe he was there.

"How….how did you get here. Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia said that you an' Mummy died in a car crash and left me as a burden onto them. A freak they had to care for with their hard earned money." Harry said quietly not meeting his eyes.

Albus was frozen. This was not right. He could imagine what Dad was thinking about him right now. Like he had played that huge joke on him and now he was here winding it up. Some thing was not right in Dad's tone either. He sounded more mature for his age. A nine year old shouldn't be sounding as grave as he was right now.

Harry whispered the words he was scared to hear in the deadly silence , "Why…? Why did you leave me?"

He sounded resigned as if he had already accepted his fate but wanted to know the reason for it.

Albus wanted to run out of the room screaming. Now he understood what kind of a psycho path Voldermort was. This was pure torture. He had no idea what to do or say. Teddy would murder him for his stupidity. So he did the only thing he could. He pulled Harry into a hug hoping it would put him at ease and distract him but what he didn't expect was Harry to suddenly flinch.

Why was he acting so peculiar? He never flinched at home? His eyes widened as he saw purple bruising on Dad's shoulder as his sleeve fell down.

Albus himself was close to tears he stammered, "Harry I….."

Harry roughly pushed Albus back and stared at him coldly. Albus was startled at this reaction. What had he said to upset Harry so much?

"Dad this happened when you left me with them. You think you're shocked at what you see but this (he gesture at his bruise and shrugged) is nothing. I've been sliced open by the brute I call Uncle Vernon."

Harry stopped and started shaking and looking around suddenly fearful as though some one was going to hurt him.

Albus was horrified. Never in all his life had he expected his dad to have been abused. Not the gentle kind Harry Potter boy savior and kindest father ever. It was quite disturbing but for now he had a little child to console.

He pulled Harry up close and started rubbing circles on his back whilst humming. When he saw harry relax he said gently, "Harry, H-harry c-come w-with me p-please." Albus paused kneeling down so he was level with Harry. "Son?"

Harry looked up tear tracks glistening on his face.

"O-okay Daddy. Where are we going."

To pay a friend a visit."

It was time to go to Teddy.

(Regulus's POV)

Regulus looked down at his innocent sleeping brother whose young face was flushed with sleep. Regulus tried to remember when he'd seen Sirius like that and realized he hadn't seen it in a very long time.

Sirius was curling Regulus's locks in his slumber. Regulus smiled. This was what he used to do whenever regulus had had a nightmare. He was so woefully ignorant of their fate. As the muggles say "Ignorance is bliss."

And he would make sure it stayed that way. He would die to defend his brother. It hit him sharply as he realized why Sirius had rebelled all those years ago. He had been right. These things were worth fighting for.

He had been wrong, misled. He had lapped up his parent's purist ways and believed them. He had been so naïve.

But now as he had opened his eyes he had realized. It didn't matter if you were a pure blood or not. It was the same. All were equals.

Were there not pure bloods in these games as well as mud….muggle-borns.

It struck him that the reign of pure-bloods had never been his idea. In the end he had intended to wipe them all out.

Well Reggie. Took you long enough to work it out. He thought to himself.

Regulus could feel some one glaring at him and turned to see who it was. Lupin.

The marauder glared at him with intense hatred as Regulus wondered if he had just glimpsed the wolf in him but shook his head.

He really was going mad.

Why did he have to share the room with such an annoying brat younger than him? He knew why Lupin was getting mad at him and he started grinning.

Lupin scowled and went back to his book but it was clear he wasn't really reading.

Regulus smirked at him and pulled Sirius closer to him knowing that lupin would probably throw a fit.

He thought he saw Remus's eyes glow amber and he said in a cold voice, "I don't see who you are trying to kid Black. You know that Sirius loathes you. You actually think that now he is actually going to like you if you start coddling him."

"Well Lupin yes I would say that is about right."

This was so enjoyable. He couldn't wait till Sirius woke up. Knowing him like he did it would probably be at some random moment. Then he would show lupin (who Sirius hadn't even met yet!) who Sirius would go to.

"You seriously think that he would go to you. He hates you! Ever since you did for him being in Gryffindor. If Sirius actually likes you then I'm not a marauder!"

"I wouldn't be too sure of yourself Lupin."

And obviously chose that moment to wake up.

"Uh Reggie what time zit?"

"Something round two Siri."

"Wait then….Oi Reggie how many times have I told you and my parents (Sirius sneered) not to put me on laps. Laps are for sissies!"

Regulus chuckled. Some things never change. He placed Sirius down.

"Wait…how did you get so big Reg? Last time I looked you were a pint sized squirt who tried to get into my room in the middle of the night? Where are we? And who is that?" he stopped and pointed at Lupin who looked like he was going to pass out.

"Whoa slow down Siri. Well I am from the future. Don't worry your more handsome than I am. And we are in a room…"

"I'm not that stupid Reg! I know this is a room but where?" Sirius looked up with a sudden mischievous glint in his eyes. Oh no whatever he was going to do would prove very fatal in my choice.

"Reggie…." He stared at him with wide blue eyes and a quivering bottom lip. Great! The puppy dog face. How was he supposed to say…

"Siri you know well….we're gonna play a game with a lot of people. Like sports and umm we need to stay here until the game starts ok?"

"Oh…Why are you looking so sad Reggie. Bet it's cuz I'm gonna beat ya! Anyway who is he." Sirius said seriously pointing to Lupin.

Lupin decided to not let him go on with the introductions as he came onto his knees so he could be eye-level with Sirius.

"Hey Sirius. I'm Remus Lupin. I'm from the future too and I'm one of your three best friends in Gryffindor."

"Whoa! That is so cool. Gryffindor? Mother's probably gonna disown me like she did Andy. Oh well who cares. So do we prank? What are the others like? What are they're names."

(Remus's POV)

I was beyond shocked when I saw Padfoot warm up to Black. I never thought there was any real love between those two but then I remembered. Padfoot had said that they were pals before he left for Hogwarts. He felt angry. This was probably Black going to do something humiliating to Padfoot.

As soon as I heard him ask who I was my eyes dropped. So Padfoot didn't even know who he was. Was he aware that his brother was sitting across him? He felt tears trail down his face but quickly brushed away the wetness lest Sirius see him like this. He sighed and got up determined to introduce himself in the best way possible.

Whatever he had expected wasn't this. But then again this was Sirius.

"They were called James Potter and Peter Pettigrew. We were known as the marauders at school and were the most famous pranksters to set foot in Hogwarts."

"Really? Well I bet I was the leader."

Remus shook his head fondly. The same old arrogant Sirius.

"Sort of. You and James were. I was more like the mastermind behind them and you and James were the ones who pulled it off. Peter just lagged behind us."

"Hey… Potter? Reggie wasn't he there for the pure blood parties mother forced us to attend?"

"Yeah." Black muttered grabbing hold of Sirius as if he was going to be taken from him. He was amused. Did B

lack think it was going to be that easy to keep a hold of someone from his pack?

"He sounds great! I remember the prank he blew off at mother. She seemed to think I did it."

Black tightened his hold on Sirius something Sirius noticed.

"Reg let go. If you keep a holder grip of me I swear my arm's gonna turn purple. It's not like a werewolf's gonna get me is it?"

Black turned pink and muttered his apologies loosening his grip. He started to get the hang of whatever possessive game they were playing. After all, Remus thought, Sirius is my friend and I'm not gonna let him get humiliated by black.

He reached out and grabbed Sirius's other arm gently and sat with him an arm over his shoulders. Black raised his eyebrows as if to say so this is the game we're playing is it? Remus pulled Sirius closer.

"Would both of you mind! I'm not a little kid. I'm nine years old. I know everyone loves me but you guys are taking it to the next level. Any one would think you two didn't trust each other." Sirius said amused as he stared at both of them. "So would both of you mind not holding my hands."

"Sorry Sirius can't do that." He replied cheerfully wanting to put him on his lap but didn't seeing as Sirius didn't like it.

"Wha?"

"Yes Sirius can't let you go with someone like him in the room." Black said gripping Sirius harder.

"Reg. What do you mean someone like him in the room." Sirius asked quietly eyes glittering as he stared at black.

Black looked back sheepishly.

Remus felt sad for Sirius. He was defending someone he didn't even know yet against his brother whom he'd known or thought he had known for ten years.

Then Black looked at Sirius with an unreadable expression on his face.

"Sirius remember what you promised me once?"

"Oh yeah…."

Suddenly Remus was worried. Whatever Padfoot had promised him was bound to end up with nothing good for him.

"What did you promise?" Remus asked cautiously.

Sirius looked like he was going to cry. His face scrunched up and he started shaking. Automatically Remus picked him up and soothed him.

Sirius stiffened and shook his head.

"I….I have to…"

"Choose." Regulus finished for him satisfied.

Sirius looked at both of them warily before looking at his feet.

Then he looked up and said in a grave voice, "I…I can't do this. It's too…"

Both of them looked up.

"Siri you don't even know this person and I'm your brother."

Remus was outraged. How dare Regulus try to win Sirius over like that!

Sirius looked at both of them guiltily and made quick steps towards him but suddenly seemed to remember something and turned.

His heart broke. Sirius wasn't going to go to him. He would go to Regulus. Remus looked up to see Sirius crying on Black's shoulder. Black was comforting him. It made Remus's blood boil to think of how Sirius's trust was going to be used in a humiliating way for him.

"I'm sorry Remus but I...I did promise him and I can't…. Why can't you two just be Fri…friends!"

The cries had subsided and soft snores filled the room.

Sirius had fallen asleep. As Black put him on the bed he turned to Remus and said, "The one thing you should have known about Sirius is his over protectiveness for his little brother especially at that age. Good night."

Hey I stopped here because I know it's been ages since I updated. There will be a lot more characters meeting in their room's thing. Well I hope you like voldy's sick sense of humor.

Next I'll do Minerva and Hermione and maybe some one else too. Who should be a mentor. Any ideas?

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