Harry Potter and the Potion Gone Wrong...or Right?

Disclaimer: Only in my dreams do I have any rights to the Harry Potter Universe created by J.K Rowling. Too bad this is reality...

Summary: In a parallel dimension, Albus Dumbledore has done everything he can think of to stop Voldemort. That is until he hears a prophecy about a hero traveling across worlds to save them. Can Harry handle being summoned to a new reality? And even more can he handle that the family he never knew is now here, living and breathing?

Chapter 2: Waking Up to the Unknown

The Four adults stared at the boy lying on the floor. Lily had sent Marie to her room.

Marie had argued with her mother of course, but her mother would not budge. So now, as Lily and the three other men beside her sat there, surrounding their dear Harry, all they could think was 'What is going on?'

Ten minutes passed and Harry was still unconscious. Nothing seemed to wake him. Not even "Eneverate" seemed to work. James and Remus Picked Harry up with some difficulty and lay him on the couch. Lily started to ramble on about how this had to have been the mens' fault. This fondly reminded James of his years in school. Lily had taken every opportunity possible to yell at James for the consequences of his pranks. But this was not the time to reminisce.

James looked over to Sirius who sat next to Harry. For some reason Sirius looked the most uncomfortable James had seen him in years. Sirius just kept on staring at the shape that had just carved itself onto the boys' forehead. James was suspicious of Sirius's actions of course. Sirius was never this serious.

'This cannot be happening,' thought Sirius Black frantically. 'Not again. Here, in this reality Harry has been able to live a normal life.' Sirius glanced over to his best friend, the one that up until two years before had been dead. That all changed however, when he fell through the veil. Not only, in this universe, are James and Lily alive, but also there is a Harry that Sirius never got the chance to know, a carefree boy who only cares about pranking first years and Quidditch; a boy who reminds him so much of James and himself when they were his age. It hurt that his Harry will never have this life.

'NO!' thought Sirius. 'I cannot think about that place, not anymore. That is not my Harry! That Harry does not exist anymore.' But, as Sirius stared at his unconscious godson, he wondered if that is true.

'Is it really possible?' he thought. 'Can the boy lying in front of me really be MY Harry?'

At that moment, as if on cue, Harry's eyes snapped open. Immediately, Lily and James suffocated Harry with hugs and Remus kept on asking Harry "Are you okay? Are you okay?" Sirius, however, kept to his own thoughts, oblivious to Harry awakening.

Harry POV

Ouch, my head hurts like the time I got attacked by those Grindylowes during the second task. Where am I? I can hear people's voices, worried and anxious. I think one of them is Professor Lupin. Ok, I think I can open my eyes now… bright light! Wait a second. Who in the bloody hell is hugging me or suffocating to be more specific? I can't breathe! There's a bunch of red hair in my face. Ginny? But what would bring on this kind of reaction? Last I remember we were eating lunch at the Three Broomsticks with Ron and Hermione. Did deatheaters (or at least who's left of them) attack? It's time for some answers. Say something Harry! SAY SOMETHING!

General POV

"Ginny, what happened? Was there an attack?" Harry mumbled.

"Who's Ginny" the woman asked finally pulling away from Harry.

Lily knew that Harry was dating, or at least snogging, that girl Cho Chang. Why would he want to know about this Ginny person? The only Ginny she knew of was Arthur and Molly Weasly's daughter. But why would Harry ask for her? Lily was fairly sure that Ginny Weasly was a year younger than her son, and wasn't a part of Harry's crowd. Surely Remus would have mentioned the girl if he had seen Harry become close with her.

Lily was snapped out of her train of thought when Harry tore himself away from her and James.

This was because Harry finally realized just who these people were, or at least resembled and he could not hold in his rage.

"Who in the bloody hell are you? Forget that! I already know you are deatheaters. You must be. I don't know why you think a stunt like this will bring your demented leader back but I don't really care. I am done dealing with the likes of you so I'm going to give you one chance to break your charms, turn around, and leave. And if you choose not to take it let me remind you that I am the boy who lived, the chosen one, the defeater. I can curse you into oblivion if I wanted to with barely a blink of an eye. Now, LEAVE!" Harry was fuming by the end of his rant. How dare these people pose as his dead family? Was it just a joke to them, or were they just as deluded as their master?

James, Lily, and Remus stared at Harry as if he were a three headed fish with a horse body and the feet of a horn-nosed duck. Sirius, however, knew exactly what was going on. He knew that this was HIS Harry. He needed to think fast. How would he convince Harry it's really him?

'Of course!' Sirius thought. 'Padfoot! He will know that it is me for sure!' So as if on cue, Sirius transformed with a 'Pop' into his animagus form, Padfoot. His shaggy black fur shined in the light and when Harry's eyes met Sirius's he knew in his heart it was really him.

"But you're dead!" Harry whispered. 'I saw you die. I saw you fall through the veil. Don't lie to me! I know you can't be Sirius! You just can't be…" But Harry's words trailed off, because no matter what he said, he had already been convinced. This man, well dog, in front of him was Sirius Black. Sirius transformed back into human form and looked at Harry with a look of love he only had for him.

"Harry I did fall through the veil, but I didn't die. I've been stuck here, just as you are now. I know it's a lot to take in Harry, but you need to calm down."

"Stuck here? What are you talking about Padfoot?" James asked with curiosity and suspicion dripping from his voice. Sirius had forgotten about the others in the room. He had never exactly gotten around to telling James who he really was; he didn't want to risk ruin this perfect world by making James think he was a step away from the loony bin at St. Mungos. He knew that if he didn't do damage control, things could get ugly.

"James, let's not discuss that right now. This isn't the time for this. I promise, I will tell you everything once things die down." Sirius seemingly promised and turned to his godson.

"Harry, your parents are alive. It's really, truly them Harry. I didn't believe it all at first either, but I've been here a while now, and I know for a fact that those people, standing behind me, are James and Lily Potter, your parents."

And then, a very tired and confused Harry Potter, collapsed for the second time that day.