Chapter fourteen

'Okay, let's start with this, you're power. You are really James, we know that, we worked out he was powerful. I was telling Ron that because of Voldemorts soul and no memory of James, you could never access it. Right now though, you know the soul is gone, you know you are James Potter. So I want to test something before I get to what else I need to tell you. You had trouble with nonverbal spells, you were able to do some, pretty basic ones, nothing you should have known. So first try something hard, but don't speak the spell?'

'Okay, I'll go with the first one we were supposed to do in class that day, the silencing charm, nonverbally,' Harry took his wand out of pocket, 'You know, even though I love this wand, it doesn't feel the same anymore,' Harry stared at his phoenix feather wand, 'Mahogany, eleven inches, dad's wand, Ollivander told me that when I was eleven. I wonder where that wand is and I wonder if that's why I bought a mahogany bed?'

'We'll work on that later Harry, do the spell,' Hermione said.

Harry nodded, then pointed his wand at his friend, and thought, silencio, 'Okay, say something,' Harry could see Hermione and Ron talking, but no sound, so he ended the spell, also non verbally, 'It worked.'

'I don't think you'll have a problem with nonverbal spells, but I want you to try something that only Dumbledore could do, wandless magic.'

'Even though that is powerful, I think I can,' Harry put his wand on the table then moved his hand over Hermione and Ron again, both were talking but not one word could be heard, Harry reversed it, 'That was easy, so you think it's because the soul is gone and I'm remembering my power as James?'

'Yes, I do, remember what Dumbledore told you about your parents. He said they were both very powerful, Sirius and Remus said the same thing. Remus told you that it was James that invented the map of Hogwarts, something that should not be able to be done. Hogwarts is enchanted, it's unplottable, so a map should have been impossible.'

'After feeling the power just then, I think you're right, damn he's powerful, or I am,' Harry growled in frustration.

'This must be hard on you mate, but do you realise you haven't put your glasses back on?' Ron nodded his head towards the table.

Harry's brow furrowed, look around, then picked up one of James' books before putting his glasses back on.

'Okay, I can see fine unless I need to read. All I knew was my dad wore glasses, I always have, to see and read, now I don't. But there's something I want both of you to look at. Snape noticed and I noticed,' Harry took the glasses off again then knelt in front of his friend, 'Look at my eyes, tell me what colour they are?'

'Oh my, they aren't green anymore, their hazel,' Hermione stared from one eye to the other.

'Even though I never really looked at your eyes mate, I do know they were green, now they're not. What colour eyes did your dad have?'

'Hazel,' Harry shrugged, then sat back down again, 'So I have his power, his eyes and eyesight, it's like I'm reverting back to James without the memories. I'm eighteen soon, dad was twenty one, so our age in looks shouldn't change much. Now tell me what you were talking about before Hermione.'

'Okay, if you reversed the potion, you would remember James, but I don't think you would forget everything Harry did. You lived all that for real Harry, not like what you asked Snape about changing into Ron. You would get his memories and feelings until it was reversed, but you aren't Ron, you never lived as Ron. You are Harry, you lived as Harry for nearly eighteen years and this is just a reversal potion not a potion to remove memories like the original one, Harry was a baby, he or you then didn't have a lot of memories so you as you grew lived those memories you have. Don't you see Harry, you could keep all your memories of Harry, all your feelings as Harry but be your true self as James.'

'Damn, I never thought of that, but you're right. I have actually lived as Harry all these years, I actually did all that stuff, like get past a Hungarian horntail, we rode a Norwegian ridgeback together, I did that with you, I actually lived that life. But it's just a reversal potion not a polyjuice potion that removes your memories. So I could be the real me and still have my memories of Harry, of you, how I feel about you, all of it?'

'Yes you would,' Hermione chuckled softly as she saw Harry's excitement, 'So are you going to ask Snape?'

'He hated James, me, whatever. If he knew I was considering this, I don't think he would let me see that book.'

'Well, what if I asked him. He does know I like to read up on everything and since you told us this and told us about the horcruxes and I was the one that researched them, he might believe that's all I want. To read up on something I have never heard of before.'

'Oh Hermione you are the best, Ron never forget that. You've got one of the best girls around as your girlfriend.'

Ron grinned then put his arm around Hermione, 'I know I have,' Ron kissed Hermione's cheek then turned back to Harry, 'Before, you were talking about you actually doing that stuff, but you mentioned two things only, two things involving dragons, why dragons?'

'Oh,' Harry's eyebrows furrowed again, 'Well, maybe because I bought James a dragon bed and I just put him to sleep. I can't be my fond memories of dragon's?' Harry said sarcastically making Ron and Hermione laugh.

'No definitely not,' Hermione shook her head in amusement, 'So, do you want to speak with Snape or do you want me too?'

'I think it would sound better coming from you because you do like to learn new things. You could just say you're interested in this because we are friends.'

'I'll work on seeing him tomorrow and hope he does. What if he doesn't let me see the book?'

'Then I could speak with him, we did agree to put out past behind us. I wish I knew the name of the book, from what Sirius and Remus told me my mother was really good at potions, I even remember Mr. Ollivander saying that about her wand, it was good for charms and potions. Sluggy also said my mother was one of his best students, maybe she had that book. Dumbledore told me my parents had an extensive library, but then why did she ask Snape for the potion, maybe my mother knew there wasn't time. Okay, this is just ridiculous, I am James, Lily was my wife not my mother, I have to get this straight in my head, then I might stop being so confused. We'll start with Snape and the book, go from there. Now that's out of the way, how about the golden trio have some lunch, I'm starving.'

'You're never starving, but maybe James was, so let's go James Potter, hey, what was his middle name?' Ron asked.

'Herbert,' Harry shrugged then took his friends into the kitchen and put together some lunch. Harry finally asked Hermione about her parents and how the search was going. Even though Harry wanted his friend to have her parents, it also helped to take his mind off all this James Harry stuff that was going on inside him.