He believed he had died, that Voldemort had finally managed to get rid of him. So why was he suddenly in his eleven-years-old body and standing in an alley near the Leaky Cauldron?
Harry didn't know what to do so he decided to enter the wizarding pub. He was greeted by Tom, the bartender and owner of the Leaky Cauldron.
"Hello son, need to go to the Alley?" he asked.
"Yes please." answered Harry, not knowing where he should go to.
"No problem. Follow me." said Tom. When they arrived in front of the brick wall, Tom did the correct combination and opened the Alley to him.
"Thank you, sir." said Harry.
"No problem son. Say, what is your name again?"
"Potter." said Harry without thinking.
"Well, have a good day, Mr. Potter." said Tom before going back inside. His first stop was Gringotts. Thankfully, Gringotts didn't care about who he actually was and let him inside his vault take some money. Once back in the Alley, Harry decided to go to Ollivander's, not wanting to stay unarmed.
Harry was surprised once again when Ollivander's popped out of nowhere in his shop. "Good morning Mister..." he started.
"Potter." said Harry.
"Potter?"
Harry didn't know how to answer. He had been surprised Tom the barman had not recognised his name but to see Mr. Ollivander of all people not know who he was? It was disconcerting. Not wanting to reveal his true identity before understanding what had happened to him, Harry simply said the first name that came to his mind, that of a certain fictional MI6 agent going by the code number of 007. "Potter. James Potter." It's only when he said the name aloud that he realised that he was now going by his father's name as well.
"I see... Where are your parents, dear boy?" asked Mr. Ollivander.
"Dead." said Harry sadly. "Both were killed by..." he hesitated, not knowing what to say, before he got an idea. "Dragonpox."
"I am sorry for your loss. Horrible way to go. No matter. You are here to buy a wand, don't you?"
"Yes sir." said Harry.
Like in his first go, Harry tested wands for nearly an hour. He finally settled on an 11" Mahogany and Pheonix feather wand. It sounded familiar though he didn't know why.
After he had paid for his wand, Harry asked "Sir, what is today's date?"
"August 25th." answered Mr. Ollivander.
"Thank you."
"Good day to you, Mr. Potter." he said. Before he left however, another family entered the shop. Harry barely glanced at the parents and the older daughter but his eyes fixed themselves on the youngest for a few moments. Her red hair had shaken him as it was strikingly similar to that of his girlfriend Ginny. Shaking his head, although not before giving a smile at the red-head, Harry left the shop. Figuring that he was going to attend Hogwarts all over again, Harry decided to go by memory and buy everything he had needed in his first year again.
The next few days had been boring but on September 1st, Harry arrived alone at King's Cross Station. Unlike on his first go, Harry didn't have to worry about finding the Platform. He was one of the first to enter the train and found an empty compartment. He had barely stowed his trunk that a boy with curvy black hair and grey eyes entered the compartment.
"Do you mind if I sit here?" asked the boy timidly.
"Sure, I don't mind." answered Harry.
"Thanks." answered the boy.
"I'm James by the way. James Potter."
"Sirius. Sirius Black." said the boy.
And that was when Harry finally realised what was going on. He had somehow become his father.
'Bugger me.' was the only thought crossing Harry's mind when his future godfather Sirius Black introduced himself.