A.N. Heya peoples! Thanks for reviewing the last chapter!!!!!! I don't know how long this story is going to be yet, but probably around 30-32 chapters in all. So I don't have that many left. Anywayz, I hope that you enjoy this chapter!!!!!
Malena
"Dude, he fainted," Ivy said, getting out of her chair and kneeling down next to Ron.
"Yeah, I noticed," Jimmy said, standing up and looking down at Ron. He rolled his eyes and looked over at Hermione. She was standing, staring with her mouth open at Jimmy.
"You-you-you-" Hermione stammered. She gulped and said, "T-that's impossible."
"What's impossible?" Ivy asked, conjuring up a damp towel and putting it on Ron's forehead.
"That-that you're Harry's brother," Hermione snapped softly. "He's dead!"
"No he's not," Ivy said.
"Yes he is! Angelina even said so!"
"Look, we're not going to tell you what to believe," Jimmy said. "If you feel the need to ever speak to me, fine."
Jimmy turned around and retreated back to his chair. Several people were looking between them in confusion.
"We'd better get him to either Madame Pomfrey or to his bed," Ivy said, pointing down at Ron.
"Yeah," Hermione said, still staring after Jimmy. Ivy waved her wand and Ron levitated into the air. She and Hermione walked him up to the boy's dorm and laid him gently down on the bed.
Hermione didn't say anything to Ivy, and continued to stay with Ron, even after Ivy had returned to the Common Room.
"What the hell did you say to them?" Ivy snapped at Jimmy.
"I just told them that Stealth was Harry!" he replied. "If I had known they were going to react like that I wouldn't have said anything!"
"Well, Hermione is all mad at me now! And I have no idea what Ron will act like when he regains consciousness."
Jimmy rolled his eyes again and was silent.
~*~
"Hermione?" Ron groaned. Hermione had fallen asleep on Ron's bed, lying next to him. "Get up." Ron leaned over and shook her gently on the shoulder.
"Hmm?" Hermione mumbled. "What time is it?"
"I don't know," Ron said. "Er… can you get off my bed before-"
Suddenly the door to the Common Room burst open and the other Gryffindor 7th year boys came into the room.
"Hey Ron, get lucky?" Seamus asked, smirking over at Hermione who was still lying on the bed.
"No," Ron snapped. "And don't say that."
Seamus shrugged.
"I'm going back to my dorm," Hermione moaned, getting off of Ron's bed and rubbing her eyes.
"Hurry! Get out!" Dean said in mock panic. "Neville's starting to undress!"
"Shut up," Neville snapped, buttoning his nightshirt.
"Ahhh!" Seamus yelled in horror.
Hermione didn't pay any attention to them and went down to the deserted Common Room. Well, almost deserted. Ivy and Jimmy were in the corner, playing chess.
"Checkmate," Ivy said. Jimmy frowned at the board and said, "Wanna play again?"
As they set up the board again Hermione cleared her throat.
"Heya Herm," Ivy said. "Care to play winner?"
"No thanks," Hermione replied, but she did sit down in a chair to watch them.
Suddenly she burst out and said, "There's no possible way that you could be Harry's brother."
"Why?" Jimmy asked, moving his bishop diagonally three spaces.
"Because, his parents are dead," Hermione said.
"Hermione, after all that you've learned about the Order of the Phoenix do you honestly think that we would leave anyone from my family out of it?" He asked. Hermione opened her mouth to reply, but she stopped.
"Harry's parents are alive?" She finally asked.
"Yep," Ivy said. "And they're the nicest people you'll ever meet." Hermione looked at Ivy in shock, and then back at Jimmy.
"Harry's alive?" She said.
"Yep, and he's really missed you. Even though he only saw you a week or so ago."
"What?!"
"I told you earlier. Harry was in a disguise. The person who you thought was Stealth was actually Harry."
"Stealth is Harry?" Hermione whispered, feeling tears pricking her eyes against her wishes. "But-why didn't he tell us! We're his best friends and-"
"Because the punishments for telling the Order of the Phoenix's secret was much more severe then. He could have been killed," Ivy interrupted.
"Killed," Hermione repeated. "Ste-er-I mean Harry killed Voldemort!"
"Yeah," Ivy said. "Because he's the Dueling Master. Big surprise, isn't it?"
"Where is he now?" Hermione asked desperately. "Can I talk to him? What-"
"He's at our house in Keene Vermont," Jimmy replied. He glanced at his watch and said, "He's probably asleep by now. He's been getting tired really easily because of his injuries. And because of Olivia."
"Who's Olivia?" Hermione asked.
"My littlest sister," Jimmy said with a smile. "She's only three, and Harry has to look over her."
"You have more siblings?"
"Yep. Mum's had 3 other kids besides Harry. There's me, Victoria, and Olivia. Oh, and child number 5 is on the way."
Hermione was overwhelmed by this information. She put her head in her hands and sighed.
"When can we see him?" Hermione asked.
"Just wait, I'll tell you when," Ivy said. She gave a small wink and moved her queen to the right. "Checkmate."
"I should go tell Ron," Hermione said, jumping up. Ivy grabbed her by the wrist and said, "Not now. Ron's probably asleep anyway. Just wait until he's awake tomorrow morning." Hermione nodded, and then a grin spread across her face. She ran over to Jimmy and hugged him tightly around the neck. Then she ran to her dorm room, tears of happiness spilling down her cheeks.
"Jimmy can I borrow your convertible in tomorrow?" Ivy asked after Hermione had left.
~*~
"Ron! Wake up!" Hermione squealed, shaking Ron violently.
"Wassamatter?" Ron mumbled, opening his eyes slightly. "Hermione?"
"Ron! He's alive!" Hermoine said.
"What time is it?"
"Ron!" She exclaimed indignantly. "Harry is alive!"
"What's this about Harry?" mumbled Seamus, poking his head from behind his curtains.
"Ron, he's alive," Hermione said, holding Ron by the shoulders and looking into his eyes. For a second it seemed that he was going to faint again, but Hermione shook him again.
"W-what?" Ron exclaimed. "But Angelina said that he was with his-" Suddenly he realized what he had failed to notice in the first place. "-parents."
"Yes! Now get up! We have to go tell Professor Dumbledore!"
"And Sirius," Ron said. "Oh wait… Sirius left, didn't he?"
"I don't care! Just get dressed!" Hermione ran out of the room and bounded down the steps.
"What was that all about?" Dean asked, staring at the still open door.
"Harry," Ron said. He threw his covers off and ran to his trunk to get dressed.
"Wait! What about Harry!?" Seamus yelled after him as he ran out the door.
* * *
"Which way is it to Professor Dumbledore's office?" Ron said, running beside Hermione down the hall.
"I thought you knew," Hermione said, stopping.
"No, I thought you did. You are Head Girl after all."
Hermione frowned.
"Should we check the Teacher's Lounge instead?" She asked.
"Yeah, let's go." They both bolted down the halls until they reached the Teacher's Lounge. They almost ran headlong into Snape when they opened the door.
"Contrary to popular belief Weasley," Snape said icily, "The Teacher's Lounge is for teachers. 10 points from G-"
"Do you know where Professor Dumbledore is?" Hermione interrupted. Snape looked shock and took another 10 points away from Gyffindor. By this time Hermione and Ron were running down the halls again.
They ran to the Great Hall, where several Agents were talking together, including Jimmy, who was sitting upside down in his chair and using the seat as his backrest. He was reading a book and his curly dark red hair was hanging over the side.
"Do any of you know where Professor Dumbledore is?" Hermione asked.
"He was here a moment ago Miss Granger," Sphinx replied. "I'm sure that if you wait for a moment he will return."
"That is a very good assumption," said a voice from behind Ron. The two of them spun around and saw the elderly wizard standing there. "What do you need to speak to me about that is so urgent that you nearly knocked Professor Snape to the floor?"
"Er- right… we're sorry about that," Ron said. "But Professor, it's about Harry…"
"Continue," Professor Dumbledore said, slowly walking over to the teacher's table, and motioning for them to walk with him.
"Well. He's alive."
"I know," Professor Dumbledore said. Hermione and Ron stopped in their tracks.
"You knew!?" Hermione asked. "But- how?"
"Well, Ivy came to ask Professor McGonnagal and me for a peculiar favor this morning, and she told me about the Potter's situation. She also introduced me to Harry's brother, James Potter Jr. but he prefers to be called Jimmy." Jimmy waved slightly, not looking up from his book.
"Does Professor Lupin know?" Ron asked, still gawking at Professor Dumbledore.
"Not yet, but I suppose Professor McGonnagal will be telling him at any moment." Suddenly the door of the Great Hall opened and Professor Lupin came into the room. He stared past Hermione, Ron, and Dumbledore, and over to where Jimmy was reading a book.
"Jimmy?" He said softly.
"Yeah?" Jimmy replied. He looked up and said, "You must be Remus." He stared at Jimmy and said, "I must be dreaming." He blinked and slowly walked over to Jimmy. "You have Lily's hair."
"And her nose," Jimmy added. "But the rest is my dad's."
"James…" Remus said softly. He collapsed into a chair and said, "They're actually alive."
"No, I'm just an alien from the planet Zarbon who was sent here to torment everyone," Jimmy said sarcastically. "Yes. They're alive."
"I see you have your dad's sense of humor," Remus said with a slight smile.
"Unlike my sister. She has my mom's."
"I guess she doesn't like practical jokes that much then," Remus said.
"Nope. Not at all." Jimmy gave a slight laugh.
"Does Sirius know?"
"According to Mum he's been staying at our house for the last few days," Jimmy replied. "Except for one time when he went to visit someone named Arabella…"
"So Arabella knows too?"
"Yep." Remus grinned again.
Suddenly the door to the Mission Room opened and Ivy walked through.
"Can I have the keys now Jimmy?" she asked. Jimmy rooted through his pockets until he found a key ring with two keys attached to it. He tossed them to Ivy. She turned to Ron and Hermione and said, "Ready to go?"
"Go where?"
"You'll see," Ivy said. "Come on. Jimmy? Where's your car."
"I had dad put it at the Order of the Phoenix so you could get to it easier."
"All right. Come on you two." Ron and Hermione looked bewildered, but followed Ivy into the Mission Room and through the Transporter.
Hermione looked around in awe as they walked through the Order of the Phoenix. Ron looked mildly interested as well, but kept asking Ivy where they were going.
"I'm not telling! It's a surprise," Ivy said as she reached the tiny parking lot outside of the Order. She pushed a button on one of the keys and the doors automatically unlocked.
"Jump in," she said. She climbed into the driver's seat and started the car. She pushed a special button near the radio and they were instantly transported to an unfamiliar countryside road.
"Where are we?" Ron asked as he looked around.
"America," Ivy said simply, turning the wheel. "It's early here, so I decided to drive around a bit. You two haven't had breakfast yet, have you?"
They shook their heads and looked at the scenery.
The three of them stopped for breakfast at a restaurant called Friendly's. Ivy read the newspaper while Ron and Hermione ate. They left at around 9:30 and drove for an hour and thirty minutes more. Hermione and Ron had fallen asleep in the backseat of the convertible, and were leaning against each other. The semi-cool morning air whipped through their hair, and they only awoke when they felt Ivy come to a full stop.
"We're here," Ivy said, climbing out of the car.
"Where are we?" Ron yawned.
"Harry's house," Ivy said. They looked shocked and said, "This is where he lives?"
"Yep, nice isn't it?" A very thin layer of snow was lying on the ground and on the weeping willow that was outside. Ivy took the other key and fitted it into the door.
"Come on in, don't be shy," Ivy said as she pushed the door open. They walked in and looked around.
"Harry?" Ivy shouted. "We came for a visit."
There was no answer. Ivy looked into the kitchen and saw a note on the refrigerator.
Dear Harry,
I've taken Olivia shopping with me. I'll be home around 4.
Lots of love,
Mom
"Follow me," Ivy said. She walked up the steps with Hermione and Ron following close behind. She walked to the end of the hall and turned to the door on the right. She knocked twice and called, "Harry?"
Still no answer. She pushed the door open and all three of them entered.
Harry was lying sound asleep on his bed. His black and bleached hair was rumpled, and he had curled up slightly in his sleep. Ivy noticed that he wasn't wearing a shirt, just dark green pajama pants. There was still a bandage wrapped around his arm and his lower stomach. She looked back and saw Ron and Hermione smiling. Hermione had tears rolling down her cheeks again.
"I'll leave you two alone," Ivy said. She walked back downstairs and started to make tea.
Ron and Hermione approached Harry's bed and sat down on either side of it. Harry moved in his sleep and pulled his blankets closer to him.
"That must be where he got hit from the Killing Curse during the duel," Hermione said, pointing to the bandages.
"Yep," said a soft voice. Harry opened his eyes slightly and rolled over. Hermione gave a squeal and threw her arm around Harry's neck. Harry hugged her and Ron, who had also hugged him.
"Don't ever do that to us again," Ron said. "You have no idea how hard it was for us to loose you."
"I missed you too," Harry said, wincing in pain as Hermione pressed against one of his bruises.
Hermione pulled back from the hug and said, "The good thing is you're here now, and we're together and- what are you smirking at."
"You're dating," Harry said slyly.
"Oh you-" Hermione said, whacking him with a pillow.
"Hey! Don't hit the poor, defenseless, injured boy!" Harry said jokingly.
"Ha! Defenseless? I don't think so," Ron said.
"We saw you take out that Runespoor, and those Death Eaters," Hermione said. "It's a miracle you weren't killed."
"Again," Ron added. They all grinned, and then started laughing.
"Hey y'all!" Ivy yelled from downstairs. "Tea's ready if you want some."
"I'm going to get dressed, I'll meet you down there," Harry said. Hermione and Ron left the room, and Harry pulled on some clothes. Then he put in his contacts and went downstairs.
He had tea with his best friends, which was something that he hadn't done in a long time.