Harry Potter was a normal boy.
No, he was not. He was, in fact, a wizard who attended Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry and was in his fifth year. He had two other magical friends, Ronald Bilius Weasley and Hermione Jean Granger.
So, in short, Harry James Fleamont Henry Potter was the most normal and kindest boy you could ever possibly meet.
(But no, Harry wasn't normal, though he was very kind)
On this day, Harry, Ron and Hermione were eating breakfast in the Great Hall when Professor Umbridge walked up to Albus Dumbledore, the Headmaster Of Hogwarts.
"There goes her toadiness." Harry muttered. Ron snickered while Hermione snorted into her coffee.
"Harry!" Hermione gasped.
"Students of Hogwarts." Dumbledore said, standing up and addressing the entire Hall. "The professors recieved quite a surprising package. I will read the letter aloud."
"People of Hogwarts,
My name is Jessica. Well, I'm sending you a trunk of sorts.
It is called. militibus ex memorias*
It will show you the memories of Harry James Fleamont Henry Potter,
"Why the hell is my middle name Fleamont?!" Harry asked awkwardly.
"Maybe you'll mind out, Potter." Minerva McGonagall said, smirking.
Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore,
"Cool!" Fred and George Weasley shouted.
Remus John Lyall Lupin,
"PROFESSOR LUPIN!" All the Gryffindor, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw students yelled happily.
and Minerva Isobel McGonagall.
"That blasted woman is not my mother." Minerva snarled.
Though, be warned, Professor McGonagall always says her middle is Charlotte, though it's technically NOT. Why she says, well, you're about to find out.
(She hates her mother)
Harry looked confused.
Also her father, but Minerva can tolerate her biological father, Robert McGonagall, more then her biological mother, Isobel... Her maiden name is a HUGE surprise.
"Professor, why do you hate your parents?" A third year Ravenclaw asked.
"I think I have good reason." Minerva said.
Alright, all that aside, I'll continue.
Minerva's school days consistent about her best friend, Honary brother and cousin, trying to commit SUICIDE quite a few times.
"That's horrible!" A Hufflepuff cried out.
Wait until you find out who it IS. You'll probably start crying or something.
Minerva will. Definitely. Get a couple of boxes of tissues while we're watching these memories.
Dumbledore's school days consistent of two of his best friends being abused.
"Very cheerful." Angelina Johnson said sarcastically.
Their names WERE Henry and Grace.
"Dead?" Harry asked.
Dumbledore nodded sadly.
Remus's school days consistent of James Potter waking him up at three in the morning.
"Holy shit." Harry said.
Trust me, Remus was NOT pleased.
"No one would be pleased if they were woken up at three in the morning." Minerva muttered.
At the time when James... died...
Harry was teary eyed.
He still had the marks.
Students chuckled.
Invite the following people:
Arthur Weasley.
"DAD!" All the Weasleys shouted.
Molly Weasley.
"MUM!" All the Weasleys shouted.
Percy Weasley.
"Nooooo!" Fred 'wailed' dramatically.
Remus Lupin.
Charlie Weasley.
Bill Weasley.
"WOO HOO!" Fred yelled again, earning him laughs from the students.
Snuffles.
"Remus's dog." Harry said quickly. "I met him once."
Hope Lupin.
Lyall Lupin.
The Phonixes. (Dumbledore, you know what I'm talking about)
Dumbledore glanced at Snape.
Snape nodded and left the room quickly.
Alastor Moody.
Amelia Bones.
Cornelius Fudge.
Muriel Prewett.
"WHAT THE FUCK?!" George shouted.
"ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL US?!" Fred yelled.
(Oh, shut up, Fred and George, you big babies. I was only joking)
Fred and George huffed while the students laughed.
Aberforth Dumbledore.
And...
The people in the hall.
(Don't worry students and teachers of Hogwarts who do not like, which the majority of you, once we all view these memories...)
Everyone was hooked.
UMBRIDGE IS OUT OF HOGWARTS!
"YESSSSS!" Fred and George shouted.
Alright then,
If there's anything else, I'll send you a letter. The invited people (expect Muriel, of course, don't worry Fred and George) should be at Hogwarts soon enough.
Yours magically,
Jessica.
P.s The password. I solemny swear that I am up to no good.
"I like this girl." The Weasley twins said. {A/N Potterheads, you know what I'm talking about}
"The trunk, Mr Filch." Dumbledore said.
The ratty old smelly caretaker of Hogwarts, Argus Filch, came into the Hall with a trunk of average size. It looks like a normal school trunk, Harry thought.
"Wait until the rest of the people come, then we will start the memories." Dumbledore said.
Bowls of sweets appeared in front of everyone in the hall.
Bang!
Students and teachers jumped in their chairs.
Dumbledore chuckled.
"Another letter from Jessica." He said.
"YAY!" Fred and George yelled happily.
Hey people,
Sweets for the lot of you. Enjoy!
You're magically,
Jessica.
P.s I did include lemon drops Professor Dumbledore.
"You're right, Fred and George. I do like this girl." Dumbledore said, smiling.
The people that Jessica {A/N *smirks*} said that were invited to the hall, came in with Snape (unfortunately) following them.
"As Jessica requested. Thank you Severus." Dumbledore said.
"Sit down, please." Dumbledore said politely, acting as if he barely knew these people.
Dumbledore sent them a wink.
Arthur smirked.
"So, the password Remus is." Dumbledore said, smirking slightly. "I solemny swear that I am up to no good."
Remus grinned and pointed his wand at the trunk.
"I solemny swear that I am up to no good." He said.
Fred and George grinned.
The Great Hall went dark.
Everyone popped a sweet into theirs mouths. This should be nice, right?
(Or rather not)
A small little boy sat in his cupboard.
"A CUPBOARD?!
He was bleeding from a nasty cut on his lip.
"Aw, poor boy!" Hermione sobbed.
"James, it's not fair." The boy sobbed. "Why don't I have a mummy or a daddy?"
Sobs were heard through out the hall.
"But on the bright side!" The boy said, talking to his pet spider.
Ron shuddered at the mention of spiders.
"I've got a name!"
"Where's the bright side on that, if you don't know your own name?!" Katie Bell shrieked. "Absolute bastards, whoever the boy is living with!"
"I like it, I like my name!" The boy said. "It's a nice name, I think. Maybe you'll like it."
"Alright then, kid, tell us your name so we can hunt down your bastards whoever you live with." Katie growled yet again. "He's just a boy!"
"We'll help!" Fred and George yelled.
"James... my name is..."
Remus's eyes widened at the mention of the name of his dead best friend.
How he missed James Potter...
The boy coughed and drank some water out of a tiny cup.
"Sorry, James." The boy rasped. "I'm just hungry. At least I'll get meals in a week!"
"THEY'RE STARVING THE POOR CHILD!" Molly yelled.
"James, my name is..."The boy pushed his hair out of his face to reveal a familiar lightening bolt shaped scar."
Harry?" Arthur said, his face white.
"Harry?" Remus asked, tears streaming down his face.
Harry didn't answer. He had tears streaming down his face.
"My name is Harry Potter."