James stuck his hand in his pocket before pulling out a small vial, "This is one dose. It will wear off in half an hour," He poured it into a glass of water then handed it Harry, "We will be sticking to standard questions. We won't ask you any personal questions unless we think it's important."

Harry hesitated. He knew he had to take it if he wanted to get anywhere. They seemed just as unsure about him as Harry was about them. Still, the lack of control caused by veritasium was a terrifying concept. Sighing in resignation, Harry swallowed he potion.

James Potter waited a moment to allow the concoction to take effect, "What is your full name?"

"Harry James Potter," Harry couldn't stop himself from continuing, "people also call me the-boy-who-lived and the chosen one." That response garnered snorts and giggles from Sirius and Tonks and a nonplussed expression from James.

Stomping on Sirius' foot, He cleared his throat before speaking again, "When were you born?"

"July 31st, 1980."

Tonks interrupted the questioning, "So he really is Harry. Or at least thinks he is."

"I am right here you know."

"I don't think there are any magics that can completely change body and mind. Not to this extent. I think it's safe to say he is Harry. I'm guessing from a parallel universe," Sirius added thoughtfully.

Harry reflected on what he'd learned so far. He really hoped he wasn't crazy. The alternate dimension thing made the most sense. That meant these people were real, his family was real. He shoved those thoughts away to tune into the conversation happening around him.

Tonks was nodding agreement to Sirius' theory, "yeah I read some books on that, nobody's ever proven it though. That's as good an explanation as any. I mean otherwise somebody's cloned your son, changed his appearance, fought with him, and given him a weird back story."

James rubbed his face, "Fine we'll go with that idea. Alright Harry, how did you arrive in Hogwarts' main hall?"

Harry scrunched his face, "I don't know."

"What do you remember of your transportation?"

Harry hunched his shoulders, "I had just dueled Voldemort. His own killing spell had reflected back when I used expelliarmus, it killed him. At that point I felt a huge tug on my body like a portkey, as a golden light blinded me. Then I woke up here." The adults' eyes widened in shock. Why had a seventeen year old been in a duel to the death?

James found his voice first, "We already asked this but could we get a clearer answer: who is Voldemort?"

"He was a former student of Hogwarts named Tom Riddle. He was more commonly known as the Dark Lord, Lord Voldemort, He-Who-Must- Not –Named, or You-Know-Who. He was the main cause of both wizarding wars in Britain. He and his followers slaughtered anyone with what they considered to be of impure blood," At this explanation, Harry's face closed off. The group had no doubt he had lost someone to the murderer.

Although James had no wish to keep asking Harry these questions, he knew he must, "Are his followers a threat still?"

"No, most should be dead or captured. And unless were transported with me I don't know how they'd follow me."

"Do you wish to harm anyone?"

"Only dark wizards and Dolores Umbridge."

"Who is Dolores Umbridge?"

"She is the witch who helped support anti Muggleborn laws, saying they stole their magic."

The other occupants of the room's faces had grown increasingly horrified at the responses harry gave.

Tonks couldn't contain herself, "Blimey! What is wrong with where you come from? "

"Voldemort," Harry answered darkly.

James glared at Tonks causing her to gulp, "Thank you for answering our questions, Harry. Since you are not from our world and none of your answers are cause for concern, you are free to go and do what you want," he gave a nervous swallow then began again, "I talked with my wife and she agreed. We'd really like to help you. Get to know you, too. You can stay with us. We can also try to help you get back. So, what do you say?"

"You should at least give him a chance to think about it." Tonks said reproachfully.

"No, no I'd like that." Harry figured it was unlikely he was going to find another place to stay. Plus, he'd really like to see more of his parent and godparent in this reality.

His father's face lit up, "Great! Lilly will want to meet you once she gets home. Once you're feeling better we show you the rest of the house. Oh, speaking of which, I should go get Healer Salveo now that you're up."

"Rest of the house?" Harry repeated uncertain.

"Yeah Prongs and Minnie thought it was a good idea to keep your sudden appearance a secret, so he brought you home and had the family healer look after you. This is one of the guest rooms." Sirius informed him.

Harry looked around the room, finally taking in the soft blue walls and wooden furniture. He had been too focused on the occupants of the room to notice he room itself.

"Why are you and Tonks here?"

James answered, "Just in case you actually were dangerous, I wanted some trained people as backup. Remus and Minnie would be here but they have a school to run."

Harry tucked that thought away. It seemed like Remus got to be a teacher here, he wondered if he taught defense also.

"Oh speaking of, Sirius you should tell Moony, I'll floo call the headmistress."

"Gotcha, see ya later pronglet 2.0," Sirius waved as he walked out the door.

Tonks also got up, "Bye Harry, cool meeting you."

James and Harry sat silently after she left. Finally, Harry had to speak, "I'm not the same Harry as yours."

"Yes, I know. I don't expect to be the same. You've clearly lived through different circumstances. And I know you aren't my son, but you are the son of another James and Lily. I'm sure they'd want us to help you. "

Harry nodded.

"Right, let me go tell Minerva, and get the Healer."

Harry nodded tiredly and leaned back on the pillows. Exhausted by the afternoon's events, he soon fell asleep as he waited for James return.

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