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"Neville!" a nurse said coming forward. Your Grandmother said your friends and you would be coming by. She is already with them, you know the way," the nurse said.
"Thanks Lisa," Neville replied as he led his friends down a long hall way and into his parents room. Alice Longbottom was sitting up in her bed, looking out the window while Frank Longbottom seemed to be sleeping.
"Hi Grams. You know Harry, Hermione and Ron,"
"Yes, Hello. Well Mr. Potter what do you need us to do?"
"For now just take a seat and get comfortable. I don't know how long this will take. Neville who do you want me to start with,"
"Please," Mrs. Longbottom said stepping in, "Start with my son. If anything were to go wrong and Alice became worse off, well my son would never forgive me."
Harry nodded and waved his hand at Neville's Longbottom to put her to sleep, she fell into a deep slumber and then summoned himself a chair and sat down next to Neville's father. Neville looked a lot like him Harry realized.
"Good luck Harry," Ron said as Hermione pulled out paper and started to take notes.
"See you all soon," Harry said placing both his hands on Frank Longbottom's head and before he knew it he was standing in a room that looked like a muggle bomb went off in. To his friends though it just looked like he was in a deep meditative state.
"What a bloody mess,"
"You can say that again," a deep male voice said, "behind you."
Harry turned around and behind him was Frank Longbottom, locked in a cage in the middle of the room.
"James Potter?" Frank said.
"No. I am his son, Harry," Harry said studying the cage.
"Oh I see it. The eyes they are Lily's. Can I ask what you are doing here?"
"To bring you back to your son,"
"Neville,"
"Yes. Your son is a good friend of mine. We can talk more once I get you out of this cage."
"It's impossible. No magic can break it,"
"Well it has never meant me. Stand back," Harry said as he rubbed his hands together and placed them on the metal lock, it started melting.
"Bloody hell!"
Harry removed his hands and then pulled the door, it swung open. Frank Longbottom walked out.
"I never thought I was getting out of there," he said.
"We not done yet Mr. Longbottom,"
"Frank please,"
"We need to reorganize this room. Put everything back in order and then you should wake up as yourself."
"Alice?"
"When I'm done with you I'm going to help her as well,"
"You are your father's son. How were you able to do this?"
"You just needed some one powerful enough to be able to push themselves into your mind."
"Why are you?"
"The prophecy I am the prophecy child and the heir or two very powerful wizards. But come on we need to get this place cleaned up, with out magic."
So both men started working, cleaning and organizing rows and rows of books, Frank's memories.
"I think we are done," Harry said.
"Yes me to. So what now?"
"I go work on your wife and you continue sleeping. I'll wake you both at the same time,"
"I don't know how to thank you," Frank said, the thoughts of seeing his wife and his son.
"Just love your son. He's one of my best mates. I trust him with my life," Harry said as he left Frank, jerking awake and wiping his brow of sweat.
"Did it work?" Neville asked, slightly scared of the answer.
"Yes," Harry said as he dove right into Alice Longbottom's mind.
Harry found himself in a bright, white room the only thing in there was a mess of books.
"Bloody hell!"
"Hello? Is some one there? Please help me! PLEASE!" Harry heard a woman yell, he followed the voice to a wall, she was enclosed behind.
"MOVE BACK!" Harry yelled and a few minutes later he sent a powerful curse at the wall, it crumbled to the ground and behind stood a woman with a soft, loving face.
"JAMES! Oh Godric James! How did you get here! I tried to tell them! But the death eaters got pushed me back," the woman ranted but stopped as she saw Harry's eyes.
"I'm Harry, James Potter's son. Now what is this about death eaters,"
"There are people who work here and they are death eaters. I've come so close to pulling myself out but they just kept pushing me back. Till this happened," she said looking around the room.
"Let's fix it then. Your son is waiting for you,"
"My Neville. How old is he now?"
"Sixteen. He's one of my best mates. So let's get to work then," Harry said slightly uncomfortable knowing there was death eaters working in the hospital.
"We are going to have to paint first and make a bookshelf," Harry said, "What color?"
"Red," she replied as Harry waved his hand and the once white room was a dark red. He waved his hand again and a large book shelf appeared. You organize your memory I will decorate?" Harry asked.
"Alright. Like the Gryffindor Common room please," she said as Harry got to work and what felt like several hours later, they were done.
"Amazing,"
"Well Mrs. Longbottom I better go. I need to wake you and your husband up,"
"Thank you again Harry. And please it's Alice," she said with mirth, "Mrs. Longbottom is Frank's mother."
"Alright Alice. See you soon," Harry said disappearing and jerking awake again, this time breathing rather heavily and feeling light headed.
"Harry!" his friends and Neville's Grandmother said together.
"I'm fine," he said taking a few deep breaths.
"Did it work?" Neville asked, unable to restrain himself.
"I think so," Harry said standing up with Ron's help. "Let's find out," Harry said waving his hand, both Frank and Alice opening their eyes at the same time.
"Alice!" Frank said rushing out of his bed and into the arms of his wife.
"Oh Frank!" she said hugging him tightly. "Oh Frank! I love you,"
"I love you to baby! Oh my Alice!" he said kissing her neck, her face, her hands, her arms.
"Frank stop we have company," Alice said looking over to the group of teenagers and her mother-in-law.
"Neville," Alice said looking at the boy who looked so much like her husband.
"Mum," Neville said, "Da,"
"Oh Frank our baby boy!" Alice said as Neville moved forward with a little push from Hermione and ended up hugging his parents.
"I can't believe this," Neville said as his mother pushed him away and looked him over.
"You've grown so much! Oh Neville I am so sorry honey! I'm sorry we haven't been here," his mother said, breaking down and crying.
"Alice don't cry! We are here now!" Frank said trying to hold back his own tears.
"Ron let's go and walk. I need to shake this off," Harry said.
"What about me" Hermione said.
"Stay here. They may have questions. Keep it to a limit though Hermione," Harry said as Ron supported him and they left the room.
"You alright mate?"
"Yeah I just need to shake this off,"
"I can't believe it actually worked. Harry that was a miracle you preformed," Ron said as they continued to walk.
"I'm just glad it worked out well but," Harry stopped as his eyes took in a man in a white coat sitting in front of a closed door. There was something wrong.
"What is it Harry?"
"You are going to think I'm crazy,"
"Probably but you may as well tell me," Ron said.
"I think that man over there is a death eater," Harry said as he searched his pocket for a small vile, he downed it, pep up potion.
"And,"
"He's guarding what ever is behind that door,"
"So you need a distraction?"
"Please,"
"Alright," Ron said, pulling his wand out of his pocket.
"DEATH EATER!" Ron yelled, firing a curse at the man's chair. Ron didn't let him gain any ground and continued firing off curse after curse till he had the man running, Ron on his heels.
Harry moved towards the door and with a quick unlocking charm he walked into the pitch black room.
He got them loose. He was going to be free. The next time they came he'd attack, he'd get out and revenge the death of his child and wife. He'd seek revenge and kill what ever stood in his way.
"Lumos," Harry whispered, lighting up the room some what, there was nothing in the room besides four bare walls and a man strapped to a bed.
"Back again so soon! Figured you wouldn't be here for a few hours yet? Speechless? Get on with it already you bloody bastard! I'd like to get some sleep at some point," the man said with a highly sarcastic voice.
"Sir I don't know who you are or what is going on?" Harry said, confused and moving slowly towards the bed.
"Of course you don't! Your just here to do Voldemort's bidding. Well come on then! Let's go! I'm all stretched out and ready for you," the man said sickly.
"My name is Harry Potter sir. And if death eaters are holding you here I can help you get out," Harry said not sure at all what was going on.
"Playing that card tonight! My son died and it's because of you and your kind that it happened the man yelled just as Harry got close to the bed and he sprung up and attacked Harry, his hands going right for his throat, holding there firmly.
"YOU SICK FUCKING BASTARD! I WILL KILL YOU AND ALL YOUR KIND! GODRIC HELP ME!" the man screamed, the man who was in essence claiming to be James Potter.
Harry looked this man over, he sure did look like his father, like him but he was stuck, the air being forced out of him. He didn't want to hurt this man but he couldn't get loose.
"Please," Harry squeaked out as he raised his hand and pushed it against the man who went flying across the room, landing on the bed, Harry kept his hand raised, keeping the man from moving and continuing his attack.
"Come on! COME ON AND FIGHT ME! OR KILL ME! I won't live like this any more. Either fight me or kill me!" the man yelled!
"I am not here to hurt you!" Harry said as he took a few deep breaths.
"Who are you?" Harry asked.
"You know who I am! I am James Harold Potter!"
"That is impossible! I am Harry James Potter and James Potter was my farther and he died over fifteen years ago!" Harry said, perhaps this man was just crazy.
The man for the first time looked at Harry, he did look like him but it was the eyes that caught him, Lily's eyes.
"It can't be! They told me you died! That my son and my wife was dead!"
"My farther is dead. He died protecting me,"
"No I was kidnaped. I can't believe it! Please prove to me you are my son!"
"How am I suppose to prove that. I can't I'm just Harry Potter. But you can prove to me you are my father," Harry said figuring this man would not be able to do it and they he could really figure out what was going on though in his mind he heard Merlin's voice.
"Anything," the man said with desperation.
"Prongs. Can you turn into Prongs?"
"I'm very weak," the man said, "but I will try if you will let me go,"
Harry lowered his hand and the man pushed himself to stand, "Lily help me," he said and with a small pop stood a magnificent stag, Harry reached his hand out to touch the stag but with another small pop laid, James Harold Potter on the floor, breathing heavy.
"I can't believe it," Harry said in shock, his father who was suppose to be dead was alive, sitting right in front of him.
"My baby boy," James said pulling Harry into a hug, one that not even Mrs. Weasley could rival.
Harry pulled back, "I have to get you out of here! Hedwig!"
But Hedwig didn't come that only meant one thing.
"Bloody hell!" Harry yelled pulling his mirror out of his pocket. "Ron!"
"Hey Harry!"
"Ron the death eater?"
"Knocked out and locked in a broom closet."
"Ron get back to the room I went in immediately."
"Harry what's going on?"
"Hedwig can't get here. That means there is going to be an attack that I think we caused. Just..." but Harry was cut off by a large explosion.
"RON!"
"I'm fine but your right. I'll be right there!"
The mirror went blank and he called Hermione, "Harry what is going on? We just heard a large explosion," Hermione said.
"Hermione seal the room. It's a death eater attack,"
"Harry you will need my help," Hermione said.
"For all we know the death eaters are after the Longbottoms. Stay with them and protect them. Neville and you should be able to seal that room up pretty tight," Harry said.
"Be careful. If Ron or you get hurt I'll never forgive you," Hermione said as the mirror went blank.
"Luna!" Harry said into his mirror, James watching all of this amazed.
"Hi Harry. How are," but she stopped when she saw his face, his serious face.
"What's wrong?"
"Death Eaters are attacking the hospital. Tell Dumbledore then organize the Order of the Lily just in case this is a distraction. Keep me informed."
"Yes," Luna said as Harry shoved the mirror back in his pocket.
"Here," Harry said handing his father his wand, "you may need this."
"But wont you? We need to stay here. You need to stay here if anything happens,"
"I don't need my wand. I have my own tricks. And you can stay here. I'll secure your door before I go but I have to fight until the Order arrives here."
"I am not staying here! You are only what sixteen?"
"You don't understand and I will explain. Just trust me," Harry said as the door flew open, Harry was up and poised to attack when he noticed the red hair, Ron had arrived.
"It's a blood bath," Ron said, Harry noticing the blood on Ron's shirt.
"That?"
"Not mine. I'm fine. But we need to get out there," Ron said rasing his hand, "Sword," the glistening blade appearing in his hand.
"Who the bloody hell is that?" Ron said looking at the man who stood be hind Harry, beside his long beared and ragged appearance he looked a lot like Harry.
"Harry who is he?"
"Um well mate your gonna think I am crazy but it seems he is my Father,"
"WHAT!" Ron said.
"Listen I know it's unbelievable but he turned into Prongs. So for now he is with us. As you said we need to get out there and help," Harry said changing the topic.
"Fine but if he tries and hurt you Harry I'll hex him,"
"Fine. Now what are we faced with here?"
"Lots of death eaters. I'd say maybe thirty? There could be more. They are scattered about," Ron said.
"Plan?" Harry asked.
"Fight like hell and stay together," Ron suggested.
"Alright. We'll play distraction till the Order can get here then. Let's go," Harry said heading for the door, "Lets do this," he swung the door opened and fired a stunner at the first death eater that came at him.
"Ron!" Harry said pointing at the death eater charging towards him, Ron swung his sword, cutting the man down in his tracks.
"HELP!"
"Harry!" James said point towards were the scream came from.
"Follow," Harry said turning into a black wolf and taking off in lightening speed down the hall way.
"Bloody hell he is an animagus," James Potter said as Ron and he took off following.
Harry ran, not noticing he was entering the maternity wing but all he saw was one woman standing with her wand in front of a door way, fighting back ten death eaters, alone. Harry ran forward and using his legs he pushed himself off the ground, pushing down the nearest death eater to the woman. He turned around and with a loud howl he turned back into himself.
"Wasn't expecting me were you?" Harry said as he started to throw curse after curse. Ron ran right into the fray but James hesitated, not because he didn't want to fight but because he was lost in how amazing his son fought. It looked like he was dancing, a dance for his life and that was when James saw one death eater get by the lot, James took a deep breath and followed.
"Harry!" Ron yelled, pointing to James.
"Let's finish this first," Harry said sending another hex and then a stunner.
"Why James you've escaped," the death eater, Bella Black said with a sickening smile, one that made James cringe.
"Bella leave here. If you stay you will be brought down. Leave this children be." James said, holding his son's wand tight.
"Oh but James my lord has asked me to kill the new generation of muggle loving fools and I will not fail him and I will kill you my toy if you stand in my way,"
"Leave Bella,"
"He's right you know," Harry said walking past his father and towards Bellatrix.
"Oh little Potty wants to play now to?"
"You don't scare me you deranged woman,"
"But I should Potter,"
"Then let's do this," Harry said throwing the first hex at her, sending her flying across the room.
"Get the kids out of here," Harry said as he blocked a curse Bella threw.
"Harry," Ron said unsure.
"DO AS I SAY!" Harry said as Bella threw another curse, Ron nodded and with flick of his wand he and James started to move the children out. Soon a whole army of men and women came out of there rooms and started to help as well, squeezing their way around Bellatrix and Harry's battle.
"Come on Bella you can do better then that," taunted Harry, he was tired and the pep up potion was wearing off and his footing messed up and soon he found himself at wand point.
"Any last words Potter?" she said with a sickening grin.
"NO YOU DON'T" James Potter yelled as he threw himself on top of her, giving Harry the chance to scramble away.
"I'll kill you for that my toy," Bella said as she raised her wand, the killing curse on the tip of her tongue but the last thing she saw was a green light flying from a young boys hand, so powerful that it threw her off her feet and she was dead by the time her body hit the ground.
Harry stood tall, breathing hard. From James stand point that was the first time his son had ever used that curse, had ever used magic to kill.
"My son," James said carefully.
"The order is here," Harry said as he heard yelling coming from the hall way.
"HEDWIG!" Harry said at the appearance of his white phoenix.
"Ron take him back to Griffin Manor and stay there till I arrive,"
"Harry," Ron also tried.
"I don't have time. I am still needed," Harry said.
"You need my help," Ron said.
"I am not leaving," James added.
"Neither of you have a choice. Don't make me for to you do as I say," Harry said his green eyes shown bright.
"Hedwig take them back to Griffin Manor," Harry said and in a half a second both James Potter and Ronald Weasley were gone, leaving Harry and the corpse of Bellatrix.
"You bloody bitch!" Harry said, more angry at himself for what he had to do. But he stopped, he couldn't think about it right now. He still had a duty to do.
"BLOODY HELL," James Potter said as Ron and he arrived in a large bed room.
"You can say that again," Ron said rubbing his neck.
"We need to go back and help him. I can't loose him now. Not after all this time, not after I thought I'd never see him again," James said in desperation.
"You may not believe me but he will be fine. He's a good fighter, better then Dumbledore even. Now tell me are you really his father because if your not, if you hurt Harry I will break every bone in your body and don't think I won't."
"What is it to you?"
"He is my brother, my best friend. He is my family and you don't mess with my family," Ron said doing his best to be intimidating.
"I swear to you I am who I say. I am James Potter,"
"Fine. But remember what I said. There is a shower through that door. You can clean up. I'll make us lunch. I don't know how long we will be here,"
"Were is here?" James asked.
"One of Harry's homes," Ron responded and left the room.
James looked around, this had to be a bloody dream, a bloody good dream. Still holding Harry's wand he walked into the bathroom and for the first time in over fifteen years he looked at himself in a mirror and almost laughed at his shabby look, he raised the wand and got rid of his beard and cut his hair before he took a shower, the hot water hitting his skin. "Oh Lily," he thought, "how am I going to do this."
He got out of the shower and found a pair of old jeans and a old cannons t-shirt sitting on the bed for him. He changed into them just as Ron walked in with a plate of sandwiches.
"Thanks," James said as he started stuffing one into his mouth.
"I still can't believe you are Harry's father,"
"It's a long story. I'm glad you've got my son's back though. Even if that means I see the end of that sword of yours,"
"He really does look a lot like you,"
"Yes but he has his mother's eyes," James said.
"I'm not really sure what to say," Ron blurted out.
"Well then I'll take it over from here," Harry said walking into the room, his cloths ripped, blood coming from his shoulder.
"Everything alright now?"
"Yeah Dumbledore and the Order are taking care of it. I took Hermione and the Longbottoms back to Hogwarts. I figured they'd be safest there for now and then came back here. Hermione said she be waiting for you in Griff's room."
"Harry I should stay here. Just in case," Ron indicated that he still didn't trust James.
"If you want to stay your welcome to Ron. But um can you go down stairs. Give Hermione a call and then tell her to just tell Sirius I'll be in touch with him later,"
"Neither of them are going to like this Harry,"
"I know," Harry replied as Ron left the room.
"You're a good fighter," James said trying to break the silence.
"You've been there for fifteen years?"
"Kind of," James said.
"If I knew," Harry said.
"Don't blame yourself. You thought I was dead. I thought you were dead. But we both alive and together. I'm just sorry I haven't been here for you. Who raised you? Sirius?"
"James,"
"You can call me dad you know,"
"I...dad," Harry said tasting the word on his tongue and liking it, but afraid of it, "dad a lot has happened in the last few years. A lot of things you wont be happy with but I need you to realize that it happened and it is done. And I will explain everything to you soon. But for now I have to figure out how we are gonna break this to every one. When Sirius hears he is going to loose it," Harry said worried.
"Hermione?" Ron said surprised as his girl friend arrived.
"Where is Harry? He dropped us off at Hogwarts and then disappeared. I figured he came back here but is he alright? What is going on Ronald!" Hermione said angrily.
"Harry just has some stuff to deal with," Ron said.
"Where is he? His room?" Hermione said making her way towards Harry's bedroom.
"Hermione you can't go up there," Ron said chasing after her, though Hermione was faster. She figured Harry was hurt and that's why he was staying here. She got to his room and pushed the door open.
"Ron I told you I'd," but Harry stopped as he noticed it wasn't Ron but Hermione.
"Oy Hermione I told you to stay at Hogwarts," Harry said rather calm.
"WHO IS HE!" Hermione yelled, her wand out trailed on the man that looked just like Harry.
"Zizi?" James said confused.
"Hermione listen put your wand down. I brought him here. I think, I know he is my father, James Potter."
"That is impossible Harry!" Hermione said, "He must have cast a charm on you. James Potter died and I'll be damned if I let him hurt you!" Hermione said saying the first curse that came to her mind that would of sent James flying if Harry had not stepped in front of the curse that sent him flying backwards, hitting the wall hard.
"HARRY!" James and Hermione yelled as did Ron as he just entered the room.
"WHAT DID YOU BLOODY DO!" Ron yelled figuring it had been James who did it and jumped across Harry and on top of James. "I'LL KILL YOU!" Ron yelled.
"Harry! Oh Godric! Harry are you alright!?" Hermione asked as Harry moaned and started to move.
"Your curses are getting stronger," Harry said as he pulled himself up and saw Ron and James going at it.
"Bloody hell!" Harry said, jumping up and swinging his hand, both James and Ron flying apart.
"Cool it! Both of you!" Harry said.
"He attacked you!" Ron said.
"No Hermione did," Harry responded.
"WHAT IS GOING ON HERE!" Hermione yelled.
"Alright the lot of you listen up!" Harry said as the room went quite.
"This man is my father. I don't know the whole story yet but he is James Potter. So until we figure all this bloody shit out will you guys just trust me. Because when Sirius finds out he is going to flip!"
"Well," James said rather loudly, "I'm sure you are right Harry and this may be a good time to figure out how you are going to tell Sirius because he's standing in the door way, with oh Godric Remus,"
Harry looked to the door and saw Sirius and Remus both standing there.
"Um hey guys," Harry said but that was all that was able to leave his mouth as Sirius charged into the room and sent James scrawling on the floor.
"SIRIUS!" Harry yelled.
"WHO THE BLOODY HELL ARE YOU!" Sirius screamed as he punched the man that looked like his dead best friend in the face.
"SIRIUS STOP!" Harry yelled as he grabbed Sirius' arm who by mistake swung it, punching Harry square in the jaw.
"BLOODY HELL SIRIUS YOU JUST PUNCH HARRY!" the man that looked like James Potter yelled.
"RON! REMUS STOP THEM!" Hermione yelled.
"You get Sirius," Ron said as he went for James. "HERMIONE a little help!" Ron yelled.
She nodded and sent a charm that aloud Remus and Ron to pull the men apart.
"Harry you better explain what is going on before I let Sirius finish what he started," Remus said looking at the man that looked like Harry with disgust written across his face.
"Listen he is James Potter my father. I swear it to you! He turned into Prongs and you lot know that no one else would be able to do that,"
"This could be dark magic we are dealing with!" Sirius ranted off.
"Ask me anything! I am Prongs! I swear to it Padfoot, Moony!"
"You could of been trained by Wormtail. He knew us, he'd be able to tell you anything," Remus said.
"Then ask me something that he wouldn't know. I swear to you I am who I say I am. If I'm not you can kill me for all I care," James said pushing Ron off and walking towards his old best friends.
"The day I married your sister," Sirius said looking at this man in the eye, "what did you say to me."
"Sirius that's easy," Remus said, "he told you he'd kill you if you hurt her."
"No," Sirius said, "What did I say! If you are really James Potter then you can tell me what you said."
"I told you that you were a dog but my sisters dog. I told you that I knew you loved her with all your heart and if anything were to ever happen to her it wouldn't be your fault. I told you that I could not be happier the day the Black family and the Potter family were joined together. The day I finally got the brother I had been waiting for since we had been first years," James said to Sirius.
"You couldn't know that," Sirius said trying to find some type of fault with it.
"Even if I could fake Prongs I couldn't fake his scent and you know that Padfoot," James said as he turned into the stag that was known as Prongs. Remus looked at him, still not sure. Sirius turned into Padfoot and walked around the Stag, a few minutes later turning back.
"James it's really you," Sirius said, unsure.
"It is, you old dog!" James said and the next thing he knew Sirius and Remus both were hugging him.
"James you died! I held your body," Sirius said, holding back the tears from within.
"It's a long story mate," James said and then something clicked in his head, he looked the single female in the room and then back at Sirius, he nose flared.
"She's your's isn't she?" James said looking at Hermione to Sirius.
"She's my daughter. Hermione Jane Granger Black,"
"She's Zizi's,"
"Yes,"
"She died in the fire," James said remembering the day he lost his sister.
"Long story,"
"Zizi?"
"Missing. We don't know were she is," Remus said.
"Remus I've been holding this in for the last fifteen years. Remus I am so sorry for not trusting you. None of this would never have happened if I had gone with my gut instinct. Remus I am sorry," James said as Remus gave him another manly hug.
"All that matters is your alive. James you've been gone for fifteen years," Remus said amazed.
"James what happened? You alright? Do we need to get you a healer? What the bloody hell?" Sirius said.
"HARRY!" Harry stopped and pulled his mirror out of his pocket.
"Ginny? What's wrong?" Harry asked, still rubbing his new bruise on his jaw.
"It's Luna. She's gone into some kinda fit Harry. She keeps screaming your name. You need to get here now," Ginny demanded.
"Be there in a sec," Harry said shoving the mirror into his pocket.
"Ron, Hermione we got to go now. Um Sirius, Remus...Dad I'll be back," Harry said, not really wanting to leave but not having a choice as he turned into a phoenix, Ron and Hermione grabbing on and disappearing.
"Can some one please explain to me why my son has just transformed into a magical being! Or why he fights the bloody way he does?"
"It's a long story James. Not ours to tell," Remus said, stopping Sirius.
"James how are you alive? I...that night I held your dead body. I closed your dead eyes," Sirius said, talking a gulp remembering that fateful night.
"I'm glad the kids have left. I didn't want them to hear this, not all of it any way," James Potter said to his friends as Remus conjured chairs and a table for them to sit around.
"I think we gonna need some firewhisky," Sirius said, waving his wand a bottle and three shit glasses appearing.
"So talk," Sirius said.
"I was kidnaped that night, Lily and I both. We thought they killed Harry," James said as he downed the first shot, Sirius and Remus following.
"Lily was alive?" Sirius said remember closing her once bright green eyes, eyes that haunted him.
"Yes. They locked us up in some dungeon for a long time, two years I think. Feeding us little. I was sure Lily and I were both going to die. We tried to escape but we didn't have our wands, there was nothing we could do. I prayed day in and day out to Godric to help me. To save Lily. But I guess being his heir doesn't count for much," James said.
"That's cause your not," Sirius said, trying his best to comfort his friend.
"What do you mean Sirius. In school we always thought,"
"Lily, she was Godric's heir James. Godric's line became full of squibs but Lily was the first one born with magic. James your line is a direct link to Merlin. When Lily and you had Harry he became the soul heir of both wizards,"
"That explains it," James said, not looking as shocked as Sirius would of expected, Remus as well.
"Explains what?"
"This isn't easy to say. After that perhaps three years they locked Lily and I up in a rather decent room, with a bed. They told us we had a year to produce another heir. I we did it they'd let us go," James said taking another shot. "Lily and I knew we couldn't do it. We wouldn't give them a child they could raise into darkness. We didn't care what happened to us but we could not put a child into that. After a year and no baby they... they used the imperio on me guys. I couldn't fight it, I was to weak. I...they forced me to rape my Lily flower. I can still hear her screaming in my head and see her eyes, pleading with me. After that day I was locked away were Harry found me, St. Mongol's. I haven't seen Lily since, for all I know I have another child."
"James. Oh Godric Prongs," Sirius said downing another shot, Remus following suit.
"I raped my wife. And then was locked away and tortured and humiliated in more ways then human being should," James said, tracing a scar that ran down his neck, where Lily had clawed him that night so long ago.
"Do you think Lily is still alive James?" Remus asked.
"I don't know. They kept me alive for no reason I could ever figure out. Maybe they kept her alive as well. But I don't know, I don't know," James said.
"But my son. I can't let him know what I have done. I can't let him know what his father has done,"
"Harry would understand." Remus said, rather drunk now, they all were.
"He's sixteen, he's a boy,"
"You will soon learn that your son is now boy. He is a man, a fighter. He has gone though more things then any boy his age has ever had to go through. I failed you James. When I thought you were dead I went after Peter but that bloody rat got the best of me and I ended up in Azkaban. James he was raised by Lily's family, by her sister,"
"No!" James said, his eyes blood shot.
"I'm sorry James," Sirius said with a hiccup as he looked over at Remus who had passed out, that wolf had never been able to hold his liquor right.
"Padfoot old buddy,"
"You don't understand James. Your son was tortured there and it is all my fault. Harry is the way he is because I couldn't see past revenge,"
"Tortured," James said his nose flaring as he stood up, off balance.
"Yes! He's scared James. He wears concealment charms. I sensed them when he saved me,"
"Saved you?"
"I almost died. I fell behind the veil in the ministry. He saved me. I'd be dead if it wasn't for your son," Sirius said with another hiccup, some were in his subconscious telling him to stop talking.
"My son," James said taking another shot and walking towards the door but before he got their he passed out, soon followed by Sirius.
"Luna come on please talk to me," Neville said running his hand over her face, his parents and grandmother standing behind him.
"Neville what's happening?" Harry asked walking into the room, followed by Ron and Hermione.
"She just started ranting. Ginny left me here while she went to go get Trey and Scarlet. She thought it might have something to do being a heir," Neville said worried, for he was in love with Luna.
"Luna," Harry said lightly touching her hand and falling to his knees, not so much in pain.
"Ravenclaw?" Harry said as he saw Luna standing next to her.
"Harry I am sorry to have to call you here like this but I have a message from Merlin and Godric and this was the only way to get it to you with out it being known,"
"Luna you alright?" Harry asked.
"I'm fine Harry," Luna said.
"Then what is it?" Harry asked.
"Your father. We know you have found him. Godric wanted me to tell you to take it easy on him. That he has been through more then you will ever understand so that when he becomes over protective to try your best to not loose it,"
"And Merlin?"
"He told me to remind you what he said. That neither of your parents ever passed over,"
"Thank you," Harry said.
"Your welcome Harry. And just a word of advise. Talk to your father, learn from him. Then bring your headmaster into the mix. Things will run easier if you do," Ravenclaw said.
Harry nodded and the next thing he knew he was back in Griff's room, helping Luna sit up.
"Luna you alright?" Neville asked, conjuring a glass of water for her.
"I'm fine Neville! Ravenclaw just needed to get a message to Harry,"
"I need to go," Harry said getting up, just as Ginny walked in with Trey and Scarlet.
"Go where? Harry your hurt," Ginny said noticing his bleeding shoulder and the bruise on his face.
"I'll take care of it. Don't worry. Listen do me a favor and just take care of Anne and Jason till I get back,"
"Where are you going?" Ginny asked, worried.
"Griffin Manor. Hedwig won't come to bring you unless it is an emergency. So just don't worry," Harry said, in a half a second gone.
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