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Sleek red hair flipped over the shoulder of the two dimensional woman, who was stirring from slumber. 'H-H-Harry? Is that you?' Lily Evans stuttered. A sad small smile of Harry's flickered across his face. 'Yeah mum, it's me'. James just stared in shock.

'What, but you can't be seventeen! Jesus, you look just like James! How old are you? How did we die? How old were you when we died? Who bought you up Harry? Harry Answer me!' Lilly started stating at a mile a minute. Harry tried to speak, but found his vocal chords, seized to work.

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After about half an hour of Lily ranting, and James and Harry staring, Harry finally managed to gather his Gryffindor courage, 'Mum, and I'm not of age yet, I'm about to enter my sixth year.'

'Well Lord Potter, Prongs welcomes the young one to the manor, of our ancestors', said James.

Lily, and James, got to know their son, and although Lily was crying, and James had something in his two dimensional eye, they were extremely proud of him. Harry told them about; the Dursleys, about Hagrid, Dumbledore, Ron, Hermione, Neville, Luna, hell he even mentioned Snape, much to his fathers dislike, and his mother was quite happy to hear. Harry told them about first year forward to seventh year, and that bit slightly after.

'Well Lord Potter, it's 3am, you should probably get to bed.' Stated Lily, in a far to Molly-Weasley-Like way. 'Yes mother' Harry said with the hint of a snort. 'Oh yeah and mum, It's Lord Potter, or Lord Black, I'm not sure which to use, I'm thinking Potter for daily use, and Black for intimidation.' In reply to this, Lily let out a soft giggle. James smiled, but then realisation sank onto his face. 'Harry sit down mate', James said, his voice quivering.

'Erm, ok Dad?'

'Harry how exactly are you 'Lord Black'?'

'Isn't that obvious…? No, ok well Sirius left it to me in his will.'

'But Harry…' James started to shift into what would have been uncomfortable struggling.

'Erm, you see, I'd be able to tell if Sirius blood adopted you, although you'd still be Lord Potter, you'd not be able to floo in, as half of his blood, would take over half of mine? I'm not sure how it works; it's like muggle scy-fence? You know, ½ your mum, ¼ me and ¼ Sirius, it's to prevent iligitament bastards' James finished awkwardly.

Lily seemed to clig onto what he was saying, and started to sob quietly.

'Wait, what do you mean? ' Harry looked at his dad coyly, nothing seems to go as planned, ever.

'Well, purebloods, they don't like to erm…. Didn't like to, keep it in their pants, you see sweetie, umm if they had an iligetimate child, they couldn't claim titles or vaults and such, even though they should be the rightful heir, I mean they're older!' Lily stated, her eyes burning with passion.

'God, she's so similar to Hermione' Harry thought, letting out a slightly louder than necessary snort. 'Wait, what, so what does this mean!' Harry said, eyes going wide.

'Well, honey, Sirius isn't dead.' Lilly said with a sad smile on her face.

'Sirius could only give away actual Lordship with head of family status, if he was alive son, it's so if an old pureblood family only has girls, their family name continues, I mean, the common folk, they'd love a title.' James finished slowly. And with that, Harry James Potter; Time-traveller extraordinaire, defeater of the Dark Lord twice, attempting thrice, youngest seeker in a century, drawer of Godric Grffindor's, own sword proved his bravery – he fainted straight onto the floor.

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Harry awoke with a sharp pain to the head, he was lying on a plush rug, on a hard and cold surface. 'What a fucked up, dream' Harry mumbled to himself. 'Language sweetie' came at a barely audible whisper. Eyes wide, Harry jumped up and stared, mouth in a comical 'O' position. Shaking himself out of his stupor Harry waved his wand, two Stags cantered around the room, as he mumbled under his breath ; a sharp prod of his wand, and they became invisible.

'Erm Harry, I know you said you've been casting a corporeal patronus. But why make them invisible?' His father asked. With a muffled sigh, Lily turned to her husband and said, 'You know what Harry said about his friends, yes Ron may live in a wizarding home, but a village of muggles is nearby! And Hermione is a muggleborn, what if someone was recording something and they caught it on tape! Honestly.' Lily crossed her arms giving out a slightly indignant huff.

'Yeah Dad, I sent my patroni, is it patroni? Cactus, cacti, hmmm, I'll ask 'mione later, anywhos, I was never told about my inheritance, I had my trust fund, but I didn't realise that would have been for school only, I mean there was so much in there alone!' Harry said. 'Yeah, so I sent them the co-ordinates, for the house. Oh I better start keying them into the wards.' James and Lily stared wide eyed, this boy wasn't even a sixth year, and he was commanding the wards! He shouldn't even know how to, even if he is really 18!

With a whoosh, green flames roared into existence, Harry James Potter! You best be happy, do you know how lucky I am, this portkey to bring me to the burrow still works! What were you expecting me to do? Appaarate? I can't I live in a muggle home, and fur-' Hermione was cut off as another familiar face reappeared. 'Ouch sorry 'mione!' Ron muttered as he pulled himself up, offering a hand. 'Well Potter, what's so important you drag us out of bed at 4.30 in the morning!' Hermione stared at Harry with a look in her eye that clearly said, 'If this isn't a matter of life and death situation, you're going to wish it was' . Harry looked to Ron for help, only to find that Ron was hiding behind Hermione!

'She's got a point mate, I mean really, the wars not started properly yet and..' Ron said stifling a yawn.

'Sirius is alive guys.' Harry said in what he wanted to be a monotone of calm, but turned out to become more of a six year old muggle, going to Disneyland. Hermione and Ron were dumbfounded by this news.

'Well what are you standing about for Harry, we need to plan!' Hermione said sternly.

Full, belly laughter could be heard from the portrait above the fireplace. 'I think I'm going to like have her around you know'. A red headed woman said.