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"So, what is it that you needed?" Eric asked giving Hatanaka a sheepish smile.

"I want you to look at something." Hatanaka told him airily.

"Why does Suichi need to be there, then?" Eric asked.

Hatanaka showed them into his office. "Eric, have you ever been told that you bear a striking resemblance to a boy named Shuichi Minamino?" he asked.

"Yeah, I have. By him." He pointed at Suichi.

"Anyone else?" Hatanaka peered into Eric's eyes.

"Harry Potter." Eric said, glaring into Hatanaka's eyes until he looked away.

"Look at this picture of him." Suichi shoved a 5x8 at Eric, who accepted it. As he gazed into the picture, it was muggle style and featured a boy a bit younger than Eric, who looked exactly like him.

"I need to sit down." He looked at the picture, his eyes had widened so that you could see the white all the way around them. He sat hard on a wood chair in the corner.

"He looks just like me," Eric looked up worriedly at Hatanaka, "Am I him? I mean," he breathed deeply, "All charms that where on me where removed, and I err… I've been seeing my memories, like I've lived two lives. Its really freaky."

"Eric, what is you mothers name, think hard." Hatanaka questioned.

"I don't know, it begins with an S."

"And your father?" Suichi squeaked.

"Thomas Riddle. That's an easy one!" Eric shot them a false smile, trying to hide how freaked out he really was, "So… erm… can I go Hatanaka-sensei?"

"Where did you learn Japanese?" Suichi managed to squeak out.

"I've always known it, but I don't know where I learned it from." Eric shrugged, "Oh, and before I forget, do you know any charms to change my hair back, the red is bothering me."

"I don't know any, but Professor Flitwick will." Hatanaka told him with a small smile.

"Well, thanks anyway! Ciao!" Eric gave them a quick smile before walking to Gryffindor tower as fast as he could.

"Suichi, watch him, he may not be your brother, at least not any more. Remember this; Voldemorts' real name is Thomas Riddle." Hatanaka told his son a serious look was carved into his features.

"Yes, father." Suichi bowed to his father then followed Eric to the tower.

(Gryffindor Tower)

"Hey, guys!" Eric greeted his friends as he entered the tower.

"Eric, what did he want?" Hermione asked wearily.

"Oh, nothing, he wanted to know if I could still help him with classes." Eric lied smoothly as Suichi enter the tower.

"That was a little heartless." Ron commented, earning a laugh from the other three.

Eric yawned. "You know, after being asleep for like, an entire day, I sure am tired."

"I'm tired, too." Hermione commented.

"Three of us." Harry agreed.

"No, four." Ron told them. The foursome sent their goodbyes and went to their appropriate dorm room.

Eric stayed up past the others, until he heard a soft tapping on the window. He rose and silently walked to it ad let a small owl into the room. It gave him a letter then flew back out the window.

Eric didn't notice, but Harry watched him from his four-post bed as he opened the letter.

Eric read the letter quickly, it read:

Eric,

Very good, we move on All Hollows Eve. Try to get them here.

This is your new mission: get Potter to the house.

I don't care what happens to the other two.

Kill them; bring them, whatever you can.

Be sure to gain their trust.

Father.

Eric grimaced as he read the note. It disappeared moments later and he set it on his trunk.

"Eric, is something wrong?" Harry asked quietly, making Eric jump and turn towards him.

Eric glanced and saw the new message, a fake, had replaced the first. Quickly reading it he sighed, "My pet fox escaped again, and Father is worried that he won't find him before I come home."

"Oh, but that could have waited until morning, couldn't it?" Harry asked as he yawned.

"Probably, but Mali, the owl, is impatient." Eric made a face, "Transfiguration tomorrow? With Slytherin?"

"Yeah, then Potions, with Slytherin, of course." Harry sighed, "Well, I'm going to bed, g'night, again."

"Night, Harry." Eric whispered, falling into a deep sleep.

The next morning Eric rose a little bit before his roommates, he was buttoning his shirt up when Ron got up and started to stare at his chest, or more specifically, the scar below it.

"Ron, you got a staring problem?" Eric asked nervously.

"Where'd you get that?" Ron poked Eric's chest.

"I got stabbed, okay?" Eric snapped at him irritably, finishing buttoning up, and then moving to the nightmare of a tie. By the time he got it on right the entire room was awake. They greeted each other, changed, and then went down to breakfast, arguing about wither muggle or wizard sports are better. They continued the argument, much to the chagrin of Harry, during Breakfast.

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SO Sorry about the abrupt ending, I needed to end it and pray that my computer doesn't have a virus. Very short, I know, but it's as good as its going to get. So wait for the next chapter, Transfiguration, which will be called, Oh, the joys of Animagi speeches.