By: NikkiiLove-706
Disclaimer: I do not own anything Harry Potter related! T-T.
Warning: BoyxBoy action, fluff, smutt, incest, extreme randomness, obliviousness, other things that I cant think of…
"Talking."
'Thought.'
"Parselmouth."
"Beast Speak."
~I Solemly Swear I Am Up To No Good!~
Chapter 4: Stories and SurprisesHarry woke up early the next morning from a restless sleep. Ever since the end of the war his nights have been terrorized by nightmares. He truthfully has only had one week of relaxing sleep and that was the week before the new school year when he would sleep in Remus' bed with said werewolf. But, really, that was the only time he has had a peaceful sleep. He stretched as he climbed out of bed and headed for the bathroom to take a quick shower.
When the raven-haired boy got out he cast a scourgify on his clothes from the previous day and pulled them on. He sighed as he pulled on his shoes, "Ugh, what possesed me to wake up this early on a Sunday?" Standing up and stretching, he turned on his heel and with a pop he was in the alley next to Madamn Malkins on Diagon Alley. He stepped in to the shop and was immediately man-handeled to the stool next to a familiar blonde.
Harry glanced at the boy on the pedistool next to his, 'Hm, feels like déjà vu.' Harry smiled to the boy. "Hello." The blonde turned his head slightly, his stormy grey eyes roaming over the Gryffindors form. "Hello, and who might you be?" He purred. "Harry. And yourself?" A smirk formed on pale pink lips, "Lucius Malfoy." The aristocrate said it as though he expected Harry to fawn over the name. "Well – it was nice meeting you." And with that Harry stepped off the stool, leaving behind a stunned Lucius, and headed to the counter to order his standard school robes. "They will be sent to Hogwarts in an hour, dear." Madamn Malkin stated. "Thank you, have a wonderful day, Ma'am." As he stepped out of the shop he didn't notice the blonde narrow his eyes in anger and a small flicker of interest.
Harry left the shop and stepped in to another side alley. Pop and he was in a deserted alley in muggle London. He stepped in to a shop called Hot Topic. Walking through the store he picked up some skinny jeans, band T's, a jacket, some underwear, socks, and some accessories. He purchised and stepped outside, across the street was a store called Earth Bound and he decided to jog across the road to check it out. Stepping in to the incent smelling shop he immediately noticed a table with glass walls and inside was decorated shells. He picked one up and nearly shrieked as a crab poked its head out. 'What store sells real crabs?' The raven-haired boy thought as he put the animal away. "Weird." He muttered under his breath. He walked over to a large shelf covered in accessories. He picked out a few earrings, necklaces, and braceletts. He smiled as he walked to the counter in the back of the store, but as he was walking he noticed a table with bags on it. He stopped at the table and looked at all the messanger bags. He picked out one that was the size of a notebook and it was one of those green bags with a multi-color peace symbol on it. Continueing his jorney to the back of the store, he pruchised his items before heading to his next destination.
Harry walked in to a barely lit shop called Rebel Scream and he picked out a jacket, a few pairs of shoes, a stick of eyeliner, and some more accessories. When he was done there, he went to the last shop he had planned. The Gryffindor stepped in to the electronic shop purchasing a few special items along with a few CD's and a CD player. Leaving the shop with a grin he walked in to another side alley and apparated to his rooms in the Chamber.
Landing in the middle of his bedroom, he threw his bags on to the large black and green bed before casting a tempus charm. 8:46AM. He had about 15 minutes before breakfast was over. Harry grabbed a pair of black, skin-tight jeans, a Kansas band T, a black hoody, and his eyeliner. He quickly changed in the bathroom and applied a thin layer of black to his eyes. He dropped on to his bed, pulling on his green and red stripped socks, and followed by his black converse. He grabbed his wand and apparated to the 2nd floor girls lavitory before rushing to the Great Hall. He still had about 5 minutes.
Outside the hall were a few students standing around, talking. He walked passed them and tried to slip in to the Great Hall unnoticed, but it is pretty difficult when everyone in there was keeping tabs on the doors and just waiting for you to walk in. 'Damn people and their need to gossip!' He thought bitterly as everyones eyes followed him to the end of the Gryffindor table. He gradded a few pieces of toast and a quick sip of pumpkin juice before rushing out to sit by the lake.
Harry sat at the edge of where the forst met the lake nibbling on a piece of toast. He stared out at the surface of the water. 'How to get back? Hmm. A time-turner? No, they can only go backwards. A potion? No, there is no such thing. Wait I could make it myself. Hm, I will save that for later. A spell? Maybe, it could work if I made one myself. Maybe I should go talk to Malraw at Gringotts, he might have a way to help me. But when could I get there? I'll just have to go ask Dumbled – ow.' He was torn out of his thoughts as he was tackled to the ground. He groaned, looking over his shoulder and came face-to-face with a mess of black. He sighed and dropped his head to the grass.
"James, get off him." A voice growled out above the pile and luckly for Harry the weight that was covering him was lifted off by a annoyed looking Remus. "Buuuut Moooooony!" James whined. Remus ignored his friends whining as he dropped him a few feet away from the disgruntled looking Harry. The werewolf sat down rather closely to the raven-haired boy and his annoyed expression changed in to a happy and curious one. He extended a hand to the boy, "Hello Harry, im Remus, but it seems you already knew that." He greeted with a smile and Harry couldn't help but smile back as he shook the older boys hand. "Yes, but in my time you have more grey hair and tended to cuddle." His smile grew in to a grin as he watched the werewolf blush scarlet.
And that's when James decided to stop sulking and join the conversation as he moved to the spot right in front of Harry. "Hello im James Potter and you probably know me to, right?" Harry's smile faltered a bit, but then came back full force. "Of course I do, dummy!" Harry tried to ignore the sadness that was welling up inside him about not actually getting to meet his dad before now, but it was rather difficult. "That's good I would have been sad if you only knew half of the Mauraders. So tell me about yourself and your time? Do you play quidditch? Who's your favorite team? Do we know your parents in this time? How old are you? Whats your last name? Come on, why arent you answering?" James whined out the last part. Harry and Remus laughed at the other boys anticts. "Well, Prongs, if you would breath after asking a question maybe he could answer, yeah?" Remus said sarcastically as James pouted even more before he turned to Harry. "Soooooooooooooo? You going to answer?" The future boy smiled, "Sure. Well, I love quidditch, I don't actually have a perferred team, but ive been on the Gryffindor House team since my first year, playing as seeker. Yes, you know my parents. Im 17 and im not telling my last name." He smiled as he finished.
James grinned, then he huffed. "You skipped my first question! Tell us about you and your time!" Harrys smile faltered. "I don't want to talk about it." James lowered his head and sniffled. Harry inched backwards knowing something was going to happen. Them James looked up through his bangs with a his puppy dog eyes on full blast. "Ahhh! To cute!" The raven-haired boy backed up a bit more. "Harry? Please tell me." Said boy cringed at the adorable whine in his fathers tone. "Gah…. Fi-fine." Harry sighed as he pushed his hand through his hair and glanced at Remus, who was covering his eyes, then at James, who was now grinning like a fool. "It's OK, Moony, you can look." James told his friend and with a relieved sigh the werewolf dropped his hand.
"Alright, now talk!" James told Harry excitedly. "Fine, but its not a happy story so if you want to go get tissues or something now would be the time." He stated seriousely. The other boys looked at him strangely, then James waved his hand, "It cant be that bad. Now, continue." Harry sighed again as he looked down at his lap and focused there as he started his story.
"Well – at the age of one my parents were killed by Voldemort because of a prophecy stating that I would have the power to defeat him." Harry didn't see the other boys wince when he said the name. "I was the only on to survive. From that day on I was famous, I was known as the Boy-Who-Lived, the only person to ever survive the killing curse and to defeat Voldemort. And that was by the age of one." He laughed an emotionless laugh. "Immediately after the incident I was sent to my magic-hating, muggle aunt and uncle's house. I was treated like the lowest house elf, lived under the stairs in a cupboard, was beaten, and constantly starved. My only friends were the spiders that lived in the cupboard with me. Though, they were fun to talk to." His eyes started to mist over and become blank.
"When I was eleven I." "Wait! This was all before you were eleven?" James asked in shrill voice. Harry looked up and saw that both boys were crying, he quickly looked down again before he continued. "Yeah. Well – when I was eleven I got my Hogwarts letter and the beatings got worse but once I was here im sure my relatives were happy. This place became home to me, but of course like everything else that was ruined. My first year here I protected the sorcer's stone from my Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor and Voldemort who was living like a parasite on the back of his head, and that was after having to get passed a three-headed dog, devils snare, and a giant wizards chest board. Yay!" He cheered sarcastically. "Then second year everyone thought I was the heir of Slytherin and that I had opened the chamber. I ended up having to save my best mates little sister because she was possesed by a diary. I killed the memory of Voldemort from the diary and Rani the Basilisk, Merlin she was so beautiful, I was sad I had to kill her. Then third year the person I thought that betrayed my parents broke out of Azkaban, and he ended up being innocent. This was also the year that I met you Remus." Harry said as he looked up at the werewolf, who was still crying.
"Then we caught the real betrayer and then he got away, again. I had to break my godfather out of a cell and go against a hundred Dementors, along with the whole time-turner thing. Fourth year was the triwizard tournament and my name was put in to the goblet by one of Voldemorts death eaters that was posing as the Defence Professor. My friend and me made it through all three tasks and at the end of the maze we both grabbed the cup. The cup was a port key and when we landed my parents betrayer and Voldemort killed my friend and Tom got his body back. That was an interesting year excpecially since everyone hated me." Harry sighed, and smiled as a scarred hand landed on his thigh. Fith year the ministry was trying to control Hogwarts and I was teaching a Defence group in the Room of Requirment. At the end of that year I had a vision about my godfather and I went to save him, but it was a false vision and I ended up getting him killed." He could feel the tears wanting to spill over, but he held them back as he gripped the hand on his thigh.
"Sixth year I had to deal with love potions and death eater attacks. I was also weirdly attached to a potions book. I learned a very bad spell from said book and nearly killed someone with it. Then the worst thing that could happen was at the end of that year Albus died for the sake of a fake object. I spent my seven year searching for the things that would kills Voldemort. I didn't go back to school until the final battle. I killed Voldemort and, hell, I died myself. After I did that I returnedd to the battles around me, taking down as many Death Eaters as possible. After all that I spent the summer reconstructing the wizarding world, helping the families that lost people, and I was with Remy for a week. He was the only one I would smile in front of, but he was just as busy as I was, what with helping the werewolf populace and certain special families. That was about a month ago. Before I came here I was dealing with depression while in my eigth year of school. And now you are caught up, Tada! And if this spreads around school I will personally make your life hell." Harry stated the ending frimly as he gave the two still crying boys a hard look.
It was quiet for a few moments, the only sound was James sniffles. Harry sighed, "Guys, its not that bad so don't cry, OK?" Remus pulled him in to his lap and held him tightly. Harry smiled a little at the boy behind him, then looked at James who, to Harry's shock, was smiling. "Harry?" Said boy warily replied, "Yes?" James smile turned to a grin. "Marry me?" Harry's jaw dropped and Remus let out a feral growl while tightening his arms around the shocked boys waist. "Sooo?" James prompted after a few minutes of nothing but growling and gapping. "NO WAY! Oh. My. Merlin! Do you know how awkward that would be?" James pouted, "Why not?" Remus was now lightly purring in to the back of Harry's neck. 'Weird, but adorable.' Harry thought before he answered James. "Well, lets see because im from the future!" Harry quickly stood and stomped away, leaving behind a now pouting Remus, a surprised James, and a confused hidden figuare in the forest.
~I Solemly Swear I Am Up To No Good!~
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