Oh dear!

Soft murmurs brought me from dream land. I had an awful headache – it felt like a herd of hippogriffs were stomping around unmercifully in my head. I reluctantly opened my eyes, but shut them quickly with a moan as light flooded my eyes.

"You can open your eyes now, I turned the lights down." My eyes snapped open at the familiar voice. I turned to my right to see an anxious and uncertain Sirius beside me. I sat up quickly. "Ouch…bad idea." I said more to myself, as I placed a hand to my head and rubbed my throbbing eyes. I won't be doing that again any time soon. I turned back to Sirius with a sigh, to see a flurry of emotions in his grey eyes. I saw concern, slight amusement, anxiousness, uncertainty, nervousness and sadness. Concern was the prominent emotion. I understood the concern and amusement, it was the other emotions that bewildered me and had me at a loss for words.

"Umm…look I know you don't really like me much…" Sirius started, staring at me intently. He must have misinterpreted the shock on my face, for he cast his eyes downward before continuing. "Ok, I know you completely hate me but I needed to know that you were all right. I can leave if that's what you want." I was stunned speechless – ok what had I missed. After about 3 minutes of silence Sirius stood slowly, a single tear trailing down his cheek, he turned around resignedly. My heart ached and before I realised it I was on my feet, headache forgotten, and walking briskly towards him. He spun around, but before I could decipher his expression I had my arms around him and my head resting on his chest. He stood motionless – in shock I presumed – for a second before I felt two strong arms wrap around me and a chin rest on my head. I heard sobs coming from him as he shook in my arms and I unconsciously rubbed circles on his back in a soothing manner. I heard the door open but didn't move an inch until I heard two sharp intakes of breath. At this point I turned my head in the direction of the door. Remus and Snape stood in the doorway, shocked expressions plastered over both of there faces, until Snape features changed back into his customary mask. I wondered briefly why Snape was here. And why was Sirius crying? I don't remember ever seeing him cry before. And what were they both shocked about – the fact that Sirius was crying? It was definitely a shock to me. And what was Sirius on about? Why would I hate him? I've never said anything like that to him. And, more importantly where the hell am I? I've never seen this room before, the black and green furnishing made it seem very Slytherin like. Was this Snape's house? These questions and more kept playing over and over in my head – not helping my headache at all.

Neither of the men in the doorway moved so I decided to take the first step. "Err…hi." I said lamely mentally hitting myself. However lame it sounded it had the desired effect – it brought both men crashing out of their trance like state.

"Harry?" Snape asked confused. I just stared at him, had I imagined it or did he just call me Harry? He seemed to realise that he wouldn't be receiving an answer anytime soon, so he cleared his throat and asked "How are you feeling?"

"Um, not so bad but my head still hurts." I replied at last although it was a little muffled as Sirius still hadn't let go of me. I had not fully gotten over the fact that he called me Harry, or asked how I was feeling as if concerned, for that matter. Snape left the room after saying he was getting me a potion for my headache. Remus stood uncomfortably in the door. I saw a flicker of hope in his eyes but it instantly disappeared. I pried myself from Sirius's arms and used the pad of my thumb to wipe away the tears streaking down his face. He just stared at me stunned as I guided him to the black leather sofa which I had vacated about 10 minutes ago; I gently pushed him down onto it and turned back to Remus. An uncomfortable silence fell between us. "Err-" I started but Remus cut me off.

"Look Harry I understand if you want me to leave I was just worried about you. But I can see you're all right so I'll just…" I didn't let him finish – the sadness I saw in his eyes was heartbreaking and I did the same thing I had just done with Sirius – hugged him. Much like Sirius, Remus froze for a couple of seconds before hugging back. We pulled away when we heard a throat being cleared from the doorway. Snape walked into the room, his usual scowl was vacant from his face. He passed me a vial which I recognised to be pain potion. I gulped it down gratefully. "Thanks. So where am I exactly?"

"What?" All three men exclaimed in shock. I looked between them with a frown. Snape spoke up then "Harry…you don't remember?"

"Remember what?" I asked impatiently.

"This is where you live…with me!" He explained. I blinked at him and walked stiffly over to the sofa. I fell on to it, still staring at him with the same shocked expression plastered on my face.

"Wha-I…live…here…with…you?" I asked dubiously shaking my head at the absurdity of it. "Yeah very funny – we all know you completely despise me and the feeling is mutual." I snapped. The other three occupants of the room stared at me in shock. I could see hurt in the depths of Snape's eyes, and strangely I felt bad about it.

"Harry, you have been living here for ages. I-I adopted you…maybe you've lost your memory." Snape said in a voice that had Harry staring at him with his mouth hanging open, he heard worry and concern in his voice.

"How old am I?"

"15"

"Well I am 15 now – I remember that."

"What was the last thing you remember?" Remus asked calmly.

"I was at Grimmauld Place-" at this statement Sirius and Remus gasped, Snape just stared at me not showing any emotion. "I was cleaning with Sirius, and then I picked up an amulet that was lying in one of the cabinets and the next thing I know I'm outside these gates. I decided to walk up to the house to find out where I was and I kept seeing this shadow, so I sped up. I made it to the porch but something knocked into me from behind and I fell. That's the last thing I remember."

"That would have been Noir" At Harry's confused look he continued "he's a panther."

"You have a panther?…wait you called it Noir?" Harry said a little amused.

"No he came with the name – and before you say anything I had no choice but to keep it because he reacts to it." Snape replied with a hint of his usual snide. I was about to ask why he needed a panther but Sirius spoke up.

"I was at Grimmauld place until Snape contacted me about your disappearance (at this Harry frowned) but I wasn't cleaning and you weren't there." Sirius said slowly.

"What disappearance?" I asked confused again.

"Well you were here with me and I turned around but when I turned back you were gone. That was about 10 minutes before I found you outside." Snape replied.

"What's the date?" Remus asked.

"August 15th" I replied with confidence.

"OK so perhaps he hasn't lost his memory. Maybe…no…I mean is that even possible?" Remus rambled seemingly deep in thought.

"What? Sirius and I asked at the same time.

"Well what if this isn't our Harry but another Harry from a different reality?" it seemed as if he was asking for our opinions but none were forthcoming as we all stared at him mutely.

"It's possible and it would explain his strange behaviour." Snape finally said.

Oh crap, now what? How am I supposed to get back? I mean I can't stay here, can I? I thought to myself.

Sirius and Remus both had the same thought running through their minds 'I think I prefer this Harry.' However Snape had a different thought completely 'I know I wasn't that open or sentimental to my Harry but I cared about him, he was all I had and now I have nothing. Well at least till we figure out how to get them both back to where they belong.'