Harry awoke the next morning, wondering whether he'd dreamed about being in the past, but taking one look at his surroundings, he knew that it was no dream. He felt happiness well up inside of him. Sirius was here, along with his mother and father!
As he leapt out of bed and made his way downstairs, he entered the kitchen to see Lily cooking, what looked to be, bacon and toast.
"Good morning!" Harry said brightly. Lily smiled apprehensively at him.
"Good morning Harry, how are you this morning?" Harry grinned.
"I feel great, thank you. So, you're cooking bacon? You don't have to do that you know, I can do it for you" Harry offered "In the orphanage, we were forced to cook whether we wanted to or not" he said, more or less referring to whenever the Dursley's had forced him to cook every single meal, apart from when it was for a special occasion.
Lily shot him a sympathetic glance.
"I'm fine Harry. You can go in the living room and see James; he's reading the Daily Prophet at the moment, but don't worry, he'll talk to you when he's finished" she told him. Harry nodded and entered the living room.
"Good morning James!"
James peered over the Daily Prophet to look at Harry. He merely grunted in response.
"So, are you going to help out Sirius and Remus in Quality Quidditch Supplies today?" he questioned. Harry nodded.
"Yep, say, what is that you do exactly?"
"I'm an Auror" he said coldly. Harry was rather taken aback by his father's coldness towards him; in fact, he'd noticed that Lily was acting as she was scared of him. Had he done something wrong? Harry shrugged, pulled out his wand and thought of some hexes that he could use on Malfoy when he got back home. Shuddering on remembering Sirius' death (where had that come from?) he also remembered how he'd attempted to use the Cruciatus curse on Bellatrix Lestrange. Oh, what he wouldn't give to murder that bitch!
Suddenly, all thoughts of being happy flew from his mind as murderous ones appeared. Lestrange would pay! He clenched his jaw as he remembered the look of surprise on his godfather's face as the Killing Curse hit him square in the chest.
"Are you alright?" Lily asked concernedly, looking worriedly at Harry. Harry immediately snapped out his reverie and grinned sheepishly at Lily.
"Yes, I'm fine"
"You looked rather angry … murderous even. Are you sure you're okay?"
Harry nodded.
"I just remembered something that happened a few months ago. A-A friend of mine was murdered and I saw it happen" Lily gasped and clapped a hand to her mouth, while James merely grunted again. He didn't believe Harry's story at all. In fact, he'd come to the conclusion that Harry might even be a Death Eater. How could someone look just like him? It just wasn't possible.
"Right, I-I think I'll go for a walk, okay? I'll see you later" and with that said, Harry walked off. Five minutes later, Sirius and Remus entered the house and peered around into the living room.
"May we enter?" Sirius questioned jokingly. James smiled and nodded.
"Come in"
"Hey, Prongs, you shouldn't leave your wand on the table!" Remus exclaimed "You're an Auror; you should know that you need to keep your wand on you at all times!"
"That's not mine. That's Harry's!" James jumped up and picked up Harry's wand. His eyes gleamed.
"Shall we see what sort of spells he uses?" He questioned. They all nodded.
"Prior Incantato!" He bellowed and immediately, a red spell shot out, making everyone's eyes widen.
"That's the Cruciatus curse" Remus whispered. Following it came stupefy, Petrificus Totalus and some others until it reached one spell which confirmed their suspicions.
The Dark Mark appeared from his wand, making Lily gasp and clap a hand to her mouth.
"I thought so" James said grimly "He's a Death Eater"
"But he seemed like such a nice boy" Lily whimpered.
"We can't keep him here, who knows what he'll do!" James snapped.
"Wait, what if we keep his wand, then he can't do anything to us" Sirius suggested.
"Good idea"
Meanwhile, Harry had just got back from his walk and was ready to start working alongside Padfoot and Moony. He grinned as he entered the room.
"Hi guys, I'm ready to work!" James quickly hid Harry's wand behind his back and forced a smile, while everyone else just stared at him.
"Is something wrong?" he asked apprehensively. James cleared his throat and stepped forward.
"Harry, can I ask you something?" Harry nodded, raising an eyebrow at him, while chancing a glance at Lily, who looked rather upset about something.
"Sure. What is it?"
"What do you know about Death Eaters?" Harry's face immediately darkened and became murderous, one that sent shivers down Lily's spine.
"They're scumbags and murderers!" he snapped "One of them killed my friend a few months back. I wished I'd had killed that bitch, she doesn't deserve to live" Harry snarled. James merely raised an eyebrow at the sixteen year old in front of him. This boy could act!
"Well, I think we'd better get going" Remus said, clapping his hands together, forcing a smile "We mustn't be late for work" Sirius nodded and looked to Harry.
"Are you coming?" Harry reluctantly followed them out of Godric's Hollow.
Damnit, where's my wand? Harry thought frantically as they left. He thought back to when he last had it and cursed silently under his breath. No doubt that James had it. He had a horrible feeling that Lily and James didn't trust him.
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While he worked at Quality Quidditch Supplies, he noticed that Sirius and Remus couldn't stop asking him questions about his past and he was starting to get annoyed.
"Why are you so interested about my past life anyway?" he snapped. Remus looked taken aback.
"We only wondered-"
"Well, can you please stop it? I'd rather not talk about it" that was the end of that topic "Why do Lily and James dislike me so much?" he found himself asking out loud. Sirius and Remus' heads shot up.
"What did you say?"
"I-I said, why do Lily and James dislike me so much? They were both so warm and friendly towards me when I first met them, but this morning …" he shook his head slightly "Lily acted as if she was afraid of me, while James was acting so cold towards me. I can't understand what I've done wrong" his voice began to break slightly as he said the last sentence and Remus actually felt sympathy towards him. Maybe Harry was a good person; after all, maybe, just maybe, they'd got the wrong end of the stick. Looking to one of his best friends, he found that the look on Sirius' face was the same.
Harry looked up curiously to find Sirius and Remus staring at him. That was a question that was burning on his mind constantly. What had he done wrong?
"Why Harry? We thought you were a good person" Sirius whispered. Harry looked to him questioningly.
"What?"
"Why didn't you tell us? Why couldn't you have just told us that you were a-a-?"
"A what?"
Remus sighed.
"Sirius, he barely even knows us and if he did tell us. He's probably worried that we'll report him to the Ministry" Harry's heart began pounding fast and furiously in his chest. Did they know who he really was?
"Y-You know?" Harry stammered, looking fearful. Sirius and Remus both nodded, looking sad.
This can't be right. Shouldn't they be happy that I'm James Potter's son? Wait, shouldn't Lily and James be nice towards me instead of being so cold, that is, if they know that I'm their son.
"W-What is it exactly that you know?" Harry asked worriedly.
"That you're a Death Eater" Sirius replied. Harry froze; they thought that he, Harry James Potter, was a Death Eater. The idea was almost laughable.
"Excuse me?" he asked incredulously "Where on earth did that idea come from?"
"Look, we found your wand and-" Harry's eyes widened in horror.
"I don't think we should be telling him this, after all, we don't know who he really is" Remus muttered in his ear.
"My wand?" he squeaked, looking utterly terrified.
"We found some spells, that confirmed our suspicions and-" Harry shook his head violently.
"No, you've got it all wrong! I am not a Death Eater! First off, I'm guessing you saw the Dark Mark, right?" They both nodded "Well, that was because I was at a Quidditch tournament and this guy, who was a Death Eater, managed to steal it from my pocket and use it. Everyone thought it was my friends and I, but then they eventually let us off. Secondly, you most probably saw the Cruciatus curse. That was because I was really angry, because this female Death Eater had murdered my friend, I had seen it happen and I wanted to hurt her, I mean, come on, you guys probably would've done the same if it had been one of your friends!" Harry said desperately, pleadingly even. There was a tone in his voice that made Sirius and Remus believe him.
"Alright, we believe you, but let me tell you now. It's gonna take a lot more than that to convince Lily and James" Harry nodded breathlessly.
"I need to talk to them later on tonight"
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"Hi James, Lily, did you both have a good day?" Harry asked cautiously, entering the living room.
"Yes, I had a good day, thank you Harry" Lily told him.
"Being an Auror is always hard work and tiring. I always have good days, especially when I catch Death Eaters" he said emphasizing the two words like cops and robbers. Harry flinched inwardly; he sure had James' coldness. Especially when it came to the people he didn't like.
"Is it alright if I get something to eat?" Harry questioned apprehensively.
"Sure, help yourself" Lily replied back absentmindedly.
They're starting to remind me of the Dursley's. Harry thought bitterly, tears welling up in his eyes. What I wouldn't give for them to know who I really am and for me to just be accepted.
As soon as that thought passed through his mind, he stopped dead in his tracks. Why couldn't he tell them who he really was? There was no one here to stop him!
He whirled around and stormed back into the living room. Grabbing hold of the remote control, he switched off a programme that James was watching, making James protest angrily.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" he snapped.
"You're starting to sound like my Uncle Vernon" Harry yelled back in annoyance "And there was me thinking that you guys were different from the Dursley's"
"What are you talking about?" Lily asked.
"You want to know who I really am? Even though I know for a fact that you're going to think I'm crazy?" James folded his arms over his chest, while Lily looked to him curiously.
"Alright, let's hear it. Who are you really?"
"I'm Harry James Potter. I'm sixteen years old and I've somehow managed to travel seventeen years back in time"
There was a stunned silence, before James burst out into hysterical laughter and Lily giggled madly.
"Oh, that's a good one. You almost had me there!" Harry scowled.
"It's true!"
"Whatever kid. Nice try, but I didn't think that you would say something that far-fetched"
"Why do you think I look so much like you then? I've got my mum's eyes" he said pointing to Lily "They're emerald green. Explain that!"
"Look, I know this is your sick idea of a joke" James snapped, looking cross "But I appreciate your effort. Now, if you don't mind. I was watching something" Harry threw the remote control roughly back at James, before storming out of the living room and bursting into silent tears. James was so stubborn! He hadn't believed him at all and he was telling the truth!
Now what was he going to do? If only someone from the future was here. Little did he know that someone from the future was in the past, and, she was trying her hardest to find him. Hermione Granger stumbled and fell flat on her face. It was dark, she was absolutely freezing and she couldn't find Godric's Hollow anywhere. Dumbledore suggested that Harry would be there. As Remus and Sirius started to lock up at Quality Quidditch Supplies, Remus noticed her and ran forward.
"Are you alright?" he asked urgently, before Hermione passed out.
"Come on; let's get her back to my place. She's freezing!" Remus exclaimed as both Sirius and Remus picked her up and quickly made their way back to Remus' place.
