Snape's Lost And Found: Chappy Nine
By Bashful C 1/1/02
Disclaimer: "Harry Potter" and all characters belong to J.K. Rowling. I intend no infringement, this is a piece of amateur fan fiction, and I make no money off it. Only the chara's you don't recognize contained within this work is the property of the author. Hell! I'm not even sure I own the plot! I don't know who owns Mesa Community College and Phoenix Hospital but it sure as hell ain't me! If I did, I'd be a hell of a lot richer and probably still living in Arizona.
Timeline: *sighs* I really hate these. OK, its Fifth year. Do we comprehend? Good.
Universe: Slightly AU, obviously.
Pairing(s): Snape/OC (Jadzia), Harry/Ginny, Hermione/Ron, James/Lily, Sirius/OC (Ella), Remus/OC (Roselyn), Draco/OC (Kristina), and George/OC (Katrina)
Summary: Years ago James had a sister..said sister got married (James was not a happy camper)..She was there the night You-Know-Who attacked James and Lily..She was never seen again..until now.
Archiving: Want, ask, take.
Feedback: Yes, please. My e-mail address is Sassy_Sky_Angel@hotmail.com or leave a review.
Rating: PG-13 for murder, cursing, sarcasm, and the birthing process. *grins evilly*
Dedicated to: Ibonekoen for being such a great author, pal, and beta reader! Luv ya gurly!
Author's note: I am so sorry it took me so long to update! I hope this meets ya'll expectations. One thing, thoughts are in slashes ( / / ) and telepathy is in brackets ( { } ). Kay? Kay. If you have any questions or comments on the newly added chara's, hit me back in the reviews. I'll try and get the next chappy up in the next couple of days. Tankies! Always Me, Bashful C
{1981, Godric's Hollow}
Lily Potter smiled at her younger sister, Roselyn and her sister-in-law Jadzia. James was showing one year old Harry a toy broom he had bought for him at Diagon Alley. Harry was trying to eat the broom, much to the woman's amusement. Eyes twinkling she sipped her tea and motioned towards her husband.
"This is the man who said I was going to spoil our son." She rolled her eyes and the three women started laughing softly. Nearby James shook his head and, looking at his son, gave him what he thought was a sound piece of advice.
"Whatever you do, Harry, do not marry, fall in love, or befriend any girl, woman or veela." Jadzia snorted into her cup of tea, making James shoot her a mock pout. The women shook their heads and started talking about children. When the subject turned towards Severus and Jadzia's children and if they were going to have any, James decided to take Harry up to bed. As he passed his wife and sister in law giggling at his blushing sister, he looked down at Harry.
"Let us hope that your cousins won't have your uncle's hair," as an afterthought he added, "or his nose." Behind him he could hear his sister muttering something about hexes and legal curses.
He pushed open Harry's room and placed him in the oak crib Sirius had carved for his godson. Shaking off the thought that something was going to happen, he tucked Harry into the crib and started the magical mobile. He bent down and kissed his son's forehead, not knowing that it would be the last time for quite a while. Just as he straightened he heard the front door explode open. Eyes widening he ran down the stairs to come face to face with the Dark Lord and five death eaters; including Lucius Malfoy, Cornelius Fudge and Peter Pettigrew, his supposed friend.
"Peter!" He yelled, shocked. The Dark Lord smirked at the livid young man. James looked at his family.
"Lily, Jadzia. Go upstairs and protect Harry. Roselyn-" She sent him a look and he knew she wasn't leaving. He gave her a small nod. Lily looked ready to argue but Harry chose that moment to start crying. Going pale, she ran up to Harry's room, Jadzia following close behind. James and Roselyn turned towards the Dark Lord and the death eaters. His wand pointed at the Dark Lord, he spoke quietly, yet with a certain edge to it.
"Get out of my house." The Dark Lord looked at him with something akin to amusement before he started laughing. The sound sent chills down the spines of every single person in the house, including his followers. He suddenly stopped and pointed his wand at James.
"I will give you one more chance, Potter. Join me and I'll spare you and your mudblood family. If you don't, you all die." James eyes grew hard.
"I'll never join you! And by the way, if you're so obsessed with killing muggleborn's, I think you should be killing yourself, don't you? After all, you are half muggle." Inwardly, James congratulated himself. He'd always wanted to point that out to the Dark Lord. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Roselyn stifle a snicker. Voldemort didn't seem so amused.
"Very well. You've just signed your death sentence. Any last words?" James couldn't help it.
"Bye Bye." He quipped. Voldemort sneered, waved his wand, and bellowed like an elephant.
"Avada Kedavra!" James got the feeling that a thousand sharp and pointy knives were entering his body at the same time; he screamed and collapsed from the pain. Inwardly he wondered that if the Killing curse wasn't supposed to hurt, why he felt like he was being skewered. He opened his eyes a crack but it was enough to see that for some reason, Voldemort was being supported by two of his lackeys. He was weak.
He watched as the Dark Lord regained some sense of strength and performed the curse on Roselyn. What he saw shocked him. The green light seemed to enter her for a moment then shot out of her chest and hit Voldemort again. He seemed to absorb the curse but it didn't kill him. /The curse must have been weakened from being rebounded onto Voldemort. The potion worked!/ James realized. The raven haired wizard watched as Roselyn screamed and fell, but he could tell she wasn't dead. He prayed that the evil gits didn't notice.
"Get off me you imbeciles! When we kill the mudblood, her son, and Potter's dear sister, I want you to collect the bodies. I want to know why the curse did that!" He said angrily.
He walked up the stairs, even though it looked as though it took a lot of effort on the Dark Lord's part. James wanted to get up to kill the dark wizard but couldn't move for the life of him. He stayed conscious long enough to hear Voldemort perform the curse twice more and then a loud explosion and he knew no more.
{1983, Arizona, U.S.A, Phoenix Hospital, Intensive Care Unit, Pod B (A/N: *pant pant*)} Dr. Oliver looked up from his paperwork as Dr. Scott stood next to him, checking something off on the chart that had been hanging on the desk for almost two years. Glancing at said chart, the doctor shook his head. "Nothing new?" Dr. Scott sighed. "No. The man has been here for nearly two years, him as well as the two women down in pod C. I mean, coma's aren't that rare, but this long? It's starting to drive me nuts. I want to help people, that's why I got into medicine. But nothing I do seems to make a difference!" He hit his head on the desk a couple times, making a few of the nurse's smile in amusement. Dr. Oliver grinned ruefully. He knew exactly how the young doctor felt.
James breathed in and opened his eyes a crack, just to shut them again. /Those lights are bright!/ Slowly, he attempted to reopen his eyes and eventually succeeded. He was lying in a bed in a very white room. Turning his head slightly in the direction of an annoying beeping sound, he saw something that he recognized as a muggle hospital device. His brow furrowed. /Muggle? What is that?/ He licked his lips. "Hello? Is anyone there?" he croaked out, sounding like a frog with a British accent.
Out in the Nurses Station (A/N: Why do they call it a nurses station when doctor's work there too?), Dr. Oliver and Dr. Scott looked at each other in astonishment. They rushed to the room that the voice had come from; the room that had heard only doctors and nurses voices for the last two years. Walking in they saw the raven haired man struggling to sit up. Dr. Oliver went over and helped the man, while Dr. Scott checked over the mans vitals. He smiled in relief. He was perfectly healthy.
The two doctors pulled up chairs and sat down, looking at him with careful doctor scrutiny. The man spoke first.
"Where am I? Who are you?" His voice sounded less like a frog and more like a young man, (a young man with a British accent). Dr. Oliver smiled.
"You're at Phoenix Hospital, in America. I'm Dr. Oliver and this is Dr. Scott. We, along with Dr. Park, have been watching over you and the two young women who came with you from England. You've all been in a coma for the last two years. Now, what's your name? We've had to call you Billy because we didn't know who you were. The police in England hadn't been able to find any ID on any of you." James looked at the two doctors in shock.
Try as he might, he couldn't remember his name. He couldn't remember who he was, where he was from, how old he was; nothing! The doctors shared a look. Dr. Scott nodded his head, a worried look on his face.
"You can't remember, can you?" James shook his head in the negative. Dr. Oliver smiled understandingly.
"That's actually relatively normal for coma victims. You should remember everything in a couple weeks, at the most a year." James nodded. Dr. Scott took over.
"We have to do a few tests, to check if your motor functions and such are working properly. We'll also have to take a blood sample." The two doctors chuckled softly as James went deathly pale.
"I just remembered something. I hate needles."
Over in Pod C, Dr. Park was asking more or less the same question to Roselyn and Lily. They couldn't remember anything about there personal lives, but were able to remember the other's first name. So Dr. Park knew that he had a Lily and a Roselyn. Cocking his head, Dr Park heard Dr. Oliver ask a nurse where he was. A moment later, Dr. Oliver himself stepped into the room and smiled at the bewildered young women.
"It seems today is the day for two year coma patients to wake up." Dr. Park's smile faltered slightly as the young women gave the man in the white coat a puzzled look. Exchanging glances the two doctors proceeded to explain.
"Two years ago, you two, along with a young man; by the way, he has the same exact wedding band as you do, Lily." Dr. Park told her. Lily nodded, looking torn between bemusement and confusion.
Dr. Oliver smiled and continued. "You three were found in the rubble of a house in England. After about a month of no response from you three, and since we are known for our amazing treatments of coma victims, you were sent here. You've been here nearly two years." The two women took the time to absorb the information.
Lily closed her eyes as a group of images came to mind. Her with a laughing raven haired man; her with Roselyn and another woman with blonde hair and a horsy figure; her with a baby boy with a tuft of raven hair and big bright green eyes.
Images came faster; her and the raven haired man, /James/ her subconscious told her, posing with the baby boy; Her telling James something and then pressing her hand to her stomach, his eyes widening with joy; her and a woman who looked exactly like a female version of James; her and Roselyn and the James look alike drinking tea in a house; James playing with the baby boy; a man in long black robes pointing a stick at her and then blackness.
Her eyes snapped open. Looking around, she saw that the two doctors were watching her and Roselyn carefully. Lily suddenly remembered something important.
"What about my babies?" The two doctors glanced at each other. Dr. Park spoke first.
"You were in a coma so we had to take extra precaution with you so that the twins would be safe. Before they were born we convinced social service to let my wife and me be foster parents until either family could be found or you woke up. We had to perform a C-Section. We named them Kristina Nicole and Katrina Elizabeth. There both beautiful and healthy. They look exactly like you except they have your husband's eyes." Lily sighed in relief. The Doctor pulled out a wallet and showed Lily a picture of the twins sleeping next to each other. Fingering the picture, she looked up at the Doctors and spoke.
"When can I see my husband?" Dr. Oliver smiled.
"Once we do a couple tests and such, we'll get a couple wheelchairs up here so you can go and see your husband." Lily and Roselyn smiled at each other.
/I don't remember much, but I know I'm happy to have her and James with me. We'll figure things out together./
{1995, Dumbledore's office, the present}
"..and that's what happened. It seems the potion accidentally made us go into a coma and lose our memories. We could remember each other's name and Lily, fortunately, remembered she had been pregnant, but that was all. We had found out that Lily was pregnant with twins that day, but we never got a chance to tell anyone, Voldemort came before we could spread the good news." James explained. The group in the office, which had grown a little larger when Professor McGonagall and Remus Lupin had slipped quietly in, all seemed to exhale at the same time. Dumbledore smiled proudly at the trio, the twinkle in his eyes brighter than ever.
"That's quite a story. I'm wondering, what happened once you were let out of the hospital?" James smiled slightly. Harry grinned as he saw his parents holding hands.
"Well, Dr. Park and his wife were more than happy to let us stay with them till we could get back on our feet. Because we couldn't remember our last names, we all took the name of Park because, well, that was the twin's last name at the time. We moved in and I was able to secure a job as a grocery store manager while Lily and Roselyn landed jobs as secretaries at a large law firm in the area.
Between the three of us, we were able to find a nice four bedroom house and moved out of the Park's and settled into our new home. The three of us decided to take a couple classes at a nearby college, Mesa Community College to be precise, and Lily and Rose were able to earn teaching licenses while I got my business degree. I eventually left the grocery store and opened up a store of my own, a muggle magic shop." James shook his head mournfully while the group all laughed at the irony. Lily took up the story.
"Rose and I became teachers at a local Muggle Elementary school, I taught Kindergarteners while Rose was a First grade teacher. We became well liked by the students and faculty. By this time, the twins were about six and in first grade. Dr. Park and his wife, Kimberly, were good friends and the twins still call them Uncle Adam and Aunt Kimmie. Their youngest daughter, Aisha, is the girl's age and a witch. Likewise, we still kept in touch with Dr. Scott, Dr. Oliver and there families. They each had a son or daughter who was magical, it was weird." Lily smiled. James again took up the story.
"When the twins were eleven, they got letters from Cromwell Academy of Magic. The school offered to have a professor take the girls to get their school supplies. We, of course, didn't remember a thing about the magical world, and so we agreed. The Professor who came-" Here he broke off as Kristina interrupted.
"Professor Hart, she was the one who came and took us." ignoring the bemused look her father was throwing her, she continued.
"She picked us up and we went to Edison Alley. We got some really weird looks, especially from some of the older witches and wizards but it really didn't bother us. We got all our supplies and then went home. About a month later, on August 30th, we went to boat port and I accidentally fell through the barrier. I had tried leaning against a 'wall' and fell through. I saw the Cromwell Queen, a cruise liner, and went back and got my family. We got onto the boat, met a couple nice people," Kristina was cut off as Katrina added, "and some not so nice people" Kristina nodded.
"Yeah and settled down for the ride. Isha, Cassie, TJ, Karone, and her cutie of an older brother Andros all shared a cabin with me and Trina. The trip took about two days, the schools on an island. When we got to the island, we took this cool ride on these huge flying carpets to the school. It's like three mansions all connected. We walked into the Main Hall and were sorted. According to what Trina found out, the Cromwell houses are basically the equivalent of the Hogwarts houses, except different names. Phoenix equals Ravenclaw, Centaur equals Hufflepuff, Dragon equals Slytherin, and Unicorn equals Gryffindor. We were both put into Unicorn, as you can see." She motioned towards her robes. She paused long enough for Sirius to speak up.
"This is bad guys; we've got another Hermione and Lily." James and Harry both snickered, although for different reasons. Glaring at the man, she continued.
"When we got to our dorm and common room, a couple of the older students pounced on us. They asked us our names, who our parents were, where we were from, etcetera." Katrina broke in.
"Well they did until Tina got fed up and asked them, and I quote, 'what the hell are you on about?!' unquote." James gave the twins a stern look, making all the adults laugh. Kristina quickly started talking again, trying to distract her parents from the fact she had cursed.
"They explained about the whole Potters, Boy-Who-Lived thing and explained we look exactly like Lily Potter, who we didn't know at the time, was the person we called mom. We never mentioned our parents were from England or that they had been in a coma and had lost all there memories, from some reason we didn't want anyone to know. One of the first things we learned in that school was that if you had a top secret, the whole school knew it." Dumbledore eyes twinkled and Harry muttered under his breath "Where have I heard that before?" Giving her brother a quizzical look, Kristina continued.
"We were able to shrug them off and everyone eventually forgot about that, since classes became our main priority. Your turn." She looked at her father who huffed with mock annoyance.
"The next three years were more or less uneventful, unless you count the twins attempting to one up their father and two uncles. I swear, in my entire seven years at Hogwarts, my parents never got as many letters about bad behavior as we've gotten in the last three years! At least five a month! They nearly got expelled twice!" James looked so exasperated while the twins had on these little angelic expressions that said 'I'm a perfect angel.' Harry burst into laughter, the others in the room following close behind. When they'd calmed down, Lily picked up the thread of the tale.
"Then, a couple months ago, we started remembering certain things. Our families; our friend's names; little escapades pulled off by the Marauders and Vixen's. Then last night; the girls were at school and the three of us were sitting and talking when James and Roselyn suddenly got this pained look and fainted. I remember calling 911 before the same thing happened to me.
When we woke up, we were in the hospital and remembered everything. We told our old doctors, Tommy, Adam, and Jason, who we were and that we needed to go and get our daughters and inform them of everything. They let us out and we apparated to the school boat port. We went directly to the headmaster and she took one look at us and nearly fainted. We explained as much as we thought appropriate and she agreed to let us take the girls out of school for a couple weeks. When we got the bewildered girls home, we explained everything." Kristina cut in.
"It was the weirdest convo I have ever had in all my fourteen years. Wait, never mind. The convo we had In DADA about Dementers and how they reproduce was the weirdest convo I've ever had in my life. But this came a close second." Katrina, Harry, and Albus all stifled laughter at the grossed out look on Severus', Minerva, Remus, Sirius, Jadzia, James, Lily, and Roselyn's faces.
"Fascinating." Albus commented. Lily and James gave the headmaster incredulous stares.
"You go with fascinating, me, I'll stick with gross." James commented dryly. The rest of the group all nodded there agreement. Lily pushed the bad mental images her daughter had invoked and finished the story.
"Anyway, once we were done explaining, Katrina asked what we were gonna do. We told the girls we were gonna go and let you Albus know that we were alive and well. And that's what we did. We apparated to Hogsmeade. Since we didn't want to cause a scene in the town, James wanted to wait till we got to the school till we did that, the twins went and bought some cloaks for the three of us. The girls already had there school cloaks. We put them on and came to the school. We entered the castle just as Jadzia and Severus walked into the great hall. We waited just outside and listened to the conversation and when you said 'lets eat' James made his move. The rest you know. So Harry, that's why we couldn't come and get you when we woke up; we didn't even know who we were let alone that you might be in a bad situation." Lily finished.
Harry took a few minutes to absorb the situation but two images kept him from hugging his parents like he'd wanted to do all his life. The first was the image of the fake Mad Eye Moody slowly turning into his real form, Barty Crouch Jr. The second image was of Voldemort alive and in a physical body surrounded by his followers.
"How do I know you're really my parents and family? You could be Deatheaters in disguise. Trust me, it happened last year." Silently he cursed the fates for having him ask such a question. Albus slowly nodded, as did many of the others, the happiness at having the trio back slightly diminished. Lily, James, and Roselyn formed a three-way glance before James looked directly into Albus's eyes.
"Perform the revealing charm. If we're really in disguise, you'll know." Albus stared into his eyes for a moment before standing up. Walking out from behind his desk, he pulled his old wand out of his robes and said the charm on James.
"Exposio!" James closed his eyes and when he opened them, he smiled knowingly. Albus smiled at him before forming the charm four more times, each one confirming that they were who they said they were. Harry thought of something and before he knew what he was doing he spoke up.
"Do you have a scar?" He blushed as his parents glanced at him shocked. Finally, James spoke up.
"How did you know that?" Harry swept his hair from his forehead to reveal the scar that made him famous.
"I got this that night. I just wondered if you got one to." Harry explained. James loosened his shirt collar to reveal a thin lightening scar just below his throat. Lily, revealed her scar on her collar bone. When they looked at Roselyn, she blushed as red as the Weasley's hair.
"There is no way I am showing you my scar. It's on my chest." Harry's curiosity was piqued when Remus blushed slightly at the revelation and Sirius grinned slyly at his friend. Storing the incident in the back of his mind he turned to his sisters when they both cleared their throats at exactly the same time. All the attention on them, they pulled back the sleeves of there robes and cloaks and held out their arms. On there slender and delicate wrists, Harry could see two identical lightening scar's. Harry grinned wryly.
"Is it just me, or is this a little too weird?" Harry asked. Kristina shook her head.
"It's not just you, big brother." She murmured. Harry flushed, pleased at the new title. Like a bolt of lightning (A/N: No pun intended, I swear!), Harry realized something that made him jump up and start dancing in joy. When he got back down from his happy high, he went positively red. The entire room was watching him in amusement. The adults had the decency not to laugh straight out, but his sister's had thrown decency out the window at his display. They were holding their stomachs, laughing so hard they were crying. Glaring at them, he sheepishly explained the reason for his actions.
"I just now realized I won't have to stay with the Dursleys any more." That did it. Sirius and Remus started laughing and the entire room soon followed suite. After about a minute of feeling thoroughly embarrassed he joined in the laughter. Still laughing, Harry looked around the room.
Severus was not laughing straight out, he was chuckling, his arms around his laughing aunt. His mother and father were holding each other up. Sirius was sitting on the floor, holding his stomach. Remus and Roselyn were also holding each other up; each had a smile of joy mixed with amusement. Albus eyes twinkling behind his glasses, he was chuckling as well. Minerva was chuckling and shaking her head in mirth. His younger sister's were literally rolling on the floor in laughter. Harry shook his head in amusement.
"Its wasn't that funny!" he said, embarrassed. Unfortunately, his words had the opposite reaction than what he had hoped for. Everyone laughed harder. Rolling his eyes, he flopped into his chair, sighed and muttered
"Wizard and Witches! You can't live with em, ya can't live without them!" Katrina looked up long enough to tell her brother,
"That's a politically incorrect statement. Muggles live without any knowledge of our world." Harry rolled his eyes and once again sighed.
"Sisters!"
A/N: Okay, I was gonna upload this like a couple days ago but the stupid ff.net went screwy on me. I hope you like this chappy, the next one should be up within a couple days if ff.net allows me to. Later! Always me, BashfulC
P.S. If the US government has no knowledge of aliens, then why does Title 14, Section 1211 of the Code of Federal Regulations, implemented on July 16, 1969, make it illegal for US citizens to have any contact with extraterrestrials or their vehicles? Just wondering...
P.S.S. I have a small announcement to make. I will be changing the title and summery of this ficcy. The new title will be "Family Ties". The summery will be: "Formerly 'Snape's Lost and Found'. Harry is in his 5th year at Hogwarts and he's in for some shocking surprises. One of which will throw the entire magical community in chaos." *dryly* I wonder what that means..*laughs* I'll see ya'll laterz!
By Bashful C 1/1/02
Disclaimer: "Harry Potter" and all characters belong to J.K. Rowling. I intend no infringement, this is a piece of amateur fan fiction, and I make no money off it. Only the chara's you don't recognize contained within this work is the property of the author. Hell! I'm not even sure I own the plot! I don't know who owns Mesa Community College and Phoenix Hospital but it sure as hell ain't me! If I did, I'd be a hell of a lot richer and probably still living in Arizona.
Timeline: *sighs* I really hate these. OK, its Fifth year. Do we comprehend? Good.
Universe: Slightly AU, obviously.
Pairing(s): Snape/OC (Jadzia), Harry/Ginny, Hermione/Ron, James/Lily, Sirius/OC (Ella), Remus/OC (Roselyn), Draco/OC (Kristina), and George/OC (Katrina)
Summary: Years ago James had a sister..said sister got married (James was not a happy camper)..She was there the night You-Know-Who attacked James and Lily..She was never seen again..until now.
Archiving: Want, ask, take.
Feedback: Yes, please. My e-mail address is Sassy_Sky_Angel@hotmail.com or leave a review.
Rating: PG-13 for murder, cursing, sarcasm, and the birthing process. *grins evilly*
Dedicated to: Ibonekoen for being such a great author, pal, and beta reader! Luv ya gurly!
Author's note: I am so sorry it took me so long to update! I hope this meets ya'll expectations. One thing, thoughts are in slashes ( / / ) and telepathy is in brackets ( { } ). Kay? Kay. If you have any questions or comments on the newly added chara's, hit me back in the reviews. I'll try and get the next chappy up in the next couple of days. Tankies! Always Me, Bashful C
{1981, Godric's Hollow}
Lily Potter smiled at her younger sister, Roselyn and her sister-in-law Jadzia. James was showing one year old Harry a toy broom he had bought for him at Diagon Alley. Harry was trying to eat the broom, much to the woman's amusement. Eyes twinkling she sipped her tea and motioned towards her husband.
"This is the man who said I was going to spoil our son." She rolled her eyes and the three women started laughing softly. Nearby James shook his head and, looking at his son, gave him what he thought was a sound piece of advice.
"Whatever you do, Harry, do not marry, fall in love, or befriend any girl, woman or veela." Jadzia snorted into her cup of tea, making James shoot her a mock pout. The women shook their heads and started talking about children. When the subject turned towards Severus and Jadzia's children and if they were going to have any, James decided to take Harry up to bed. As he passed his wife and sister in law giggling at his blushing sister, he looked down at Harry.
"Let us hope that your cousins won't have your uncle's hair," as an afterthought he added, "or his nose." Behind him he could hear his sister muttering something about hexes and legal curses.
He pushed open Harry's room and placed him in the oak crib Sirius had carved for his godson. Shaking off the thought that something was going to happen, he tucked Harry into the crib and started the magical mobile. He bent down and kissed his son's forehead, not knowing that it would be the last time for quite a while. Just as he straightened he heard the front door explode open. Eyes widening he ran down the stairs to come face to face with the Dark Lord and five death eaters; including Lucius Malfoy, Cornelius Fudge and Peter Pettigrew, his supposed friend.
"Peter!" He yelled, shocked. The Dark Lord smirked at the livid young man. James looked at his family.
"Lily, Jadzia. Go upstairs and protect Harry. Roselyn-" She sent him a look and he knew she wasn't leaving. He gave her a small nod. Lily looked ready to argue but Harry chose that moment to start crying. Going pale, she ran up to Harry's room, Jadzia following close behind. James and Roselyn turned towards the Dark Lord and the death eaters. His wand pointed at the Dark Lord, he spoke quietly, yet with a certain edge to it.
"Get out of my house." The Dark Lord looked at him with something akin to amusement before he started laughing. The sound sent chills down the spines of every single person in the house, including his followers. He suddenly stopped and pointed his wand at James.
"I will give you one more chance, Potter. Join me and I'll spare you and your mudblood family. If you don't, you all die." James eyes grew hard.
"I'll never join you! And by the way, if you're so obsessed with killing muggleborn's, I think you should be killing yourself, don't you? After all, you are half muggle." Inwardly, James congratulated himself. He'd always wanted to point that out to the Dark Lord. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Roselyn stifle a snicker. Voldemort didn't seem so amused.
"Very well. You've just signed your death sentence. Any last words?" James couldn't help it.
"Bye Bye." He quipped. Voldemort sneered, waved his wand, and bellowed like an elephant.
"Avada Kedavra!" James got the feeling that a thousand sharp and pointy knives were entering his body at the same time; he screamed and collapsed from the pain. Inwardly he wondered that if the Killing curse wasn't supposed to hurt, why he felt like he was being skewered. He opened his eyes a crack but it was enough to see that for some reason, Voldemort was being supported by two of his lackeys. He was weak.
He watched as the Dark Lord regained some sense of strength and performed the curse on Roselyn. What he saw shocked him. The green light seemed to enter her for a moment then shot out of her chest and hit Voldemort again. He seemed to absorb the curse but it didn't kill him. /The curse must have been weakened from being rebounded onto Voldemort. The potion worked!/ James realized. The raven haired wizard watched as Roselyn screamed and fell, but he could tell she wasn't dead. He prayed that the evil gits didn't notice.
"Get off me you imbeciles! When we kill the mudblood, her son, and Potter's dear sister, I want you to collect the bodies. I want to know why the curse did that!" He said angrily.
He walked up the stairs, even though it looked as though it took a lot of effort on the Dark Lord's part. James wanted to get up to kill the dark wizard but couldn't move for the life of him. He stayed conscious long enough to hear Voldemort perform the curse twice more and then a loud explosion and he knew no more.
{1983, Arizona, U.S.A, Phoenix Hospital, Intensive Care Unit, Pod B (A/N: *pant pant*)} Dr. Oliver looked up from his paperwork as Dr. Scott stood next to him, checking something off on the chart that had been hanging on the desk for almost two years. Glancing at said chart, the doctor shook his head. "Nothing new?" Dr. Scott sighed. "No. The man has been here for nearly two years, him as well as the two women down in pod C. I mean, coma's aren't that rare, but this long? It's starting to drive me nuts. I want to help people, that's why I got into medicine. But nothing I do seems to make a difference!" He hit his head on the desk a couple times, making a few of the nurse's smile in amusement. Dr. Oliver grinned ruefully. He knew exactly how the young doctor felt.
James breathed in and opened his eyes a crack, just to shut them again. /Those lights are bright!/ Slowly, he attempted to reopen his eyes and eventually succeeded. He was lying in a bed in a very white room. Turning his head slightly in the direction of an annoying beeping sound, he saw something that he recognized as a muggle hospital device. His brow furrowed. /Muggle? What is that?/ He licked his lips. "Hello? Is anyone there?" he croaked out, sounding like a frog with a British accent.
Out in the Nurses Station (A/N: Why do they call it a nurses station when doctor's work there too?), Dr. Oliver and Dr. Scott looked at each other in astonishment. They rushed to the room that the voice had come from; the room that had heard only doctors and nurses voices for the last two years. Walking in they saw the raven haired man struggling to sit up. Dr. Oliver went over and helped the man, while Dr. Scott checked over the mans vitals. He smiled in relief. He was perfectly healthy.
The two doctors pulled up chairs and sat down, looking at him with careful doctor scrutiny. The man spoke first.
"Where am I? Who are you?" His voice sounded less like a frog and more like a young man, (a young man with a British accent). Dr. Oliver smiled.
"You're at Phoenix Hospital, in America. I'm Dr. Oliver and this is Dr. Scott. We, along with Dr. Park, have been watching over you and the two young women who came with you from England. You've all been in a coma for the last two years. Now, what's your name? We've had to call you Billy because we didn't know who you were. The police in England hadn't been able to find any ID on any of you." James looked at the two doctors in shock.
Try as he might, he couldn't remember his name. He couldn't remember who he was, where he was from, how old he was; nothing! The doctors shared a look. Dr. Scott nodded his head, a worried look on his face.
"You can't remember, can you?" James shook his head in the negative. Dr. Oliver smiled understandingly.
"That's actually relatively normal for coma victims. You should remember everything in a couple weeks, at the most a year." James nodded. Dr. Scott took over.
"We have to do a few tests, to check if your motor functions and such are working properly. We'll also have to take a blood sample." The two doctors chuckled softly as James went deathly pale.
"I just remembered something. I hate needles."
Over in Pod C, Dr. Park was asking more or less the same question to Roselyn and Lily. They couldn't remember anything about there personal lives, but were able to remember the other's first name. So Dr. Park knew that he had a Lily and a Roselyn. Cocking his head, Dr Park heard Dr. Oliver ask a nurse where he was. A moment later, Dr. Oliver himself stepped into the room and smiled at the bewildered young women.
"It seems today is the day for two year coma patients to wake up." Dr. Park's smile faltered slightly as the young women gave the man in the white coat a puzzled look. Exchanging glances the two doctors proceeded to explain.
"Two years ago, you two, along with a young man; by the way, he has the same exact wedding band as you do, Lily." Dr. Park told her. Lily nodded, looking torn between bemusement and confusion.
Dr. Oliver smiled and continued. "You three were found in the rubble of a house in England. After about a month of no response from you three, and since we are known for our amazing treatments of coma victims, you were sent here. You've been here nearly two years." The two women took the time to absorb the information.
Lily closed her eyes as a group of images came to mind. Her with a laughing raven haired man; her with Roselyn and another woman with blonde hair and a horsy figure; her with a baby boy with a tuft of raven hair and big bright green eyes.
Images came faster; her and the raven haired man, /James/ her subconscious told her, posing with the baby boy; Her telling James something and then pressing her hand to her stomach, his eyes widening with joy; her and a woman who looked exactly like a female version of James; her and Roselyn and the James look alike drinking tea in a house; James playing with the baby boy; a man in long black robes pointing a stick at her and then blackness.
Her eyes snapped open. Looking around, she saw that the two doctors were watching her and Roselyn carefully. Lily suddenly remembered something important.
"What about my babies?" The two doctors glanced at each other. Dr. Park spoke first.
"You were in a coma so we had to take extra precaution with you so that the twins would be safe. Before they were born we convinced social service to let my wife and me be foster parents until either family could be found or you woke up. We had to perform a C-Section. We named them Kristina Nicole and Katrina Elizabeth. There both beautiful and healthy. They look exactly like you except they have your husband's eyes." Lily sighed in relief. The Doctor pulled out a wallet and showed Lily a picture of the twins sleeping next to each other. Fingering the picture, she looked up at the Doctors and spoke.
"When can I see my husband?" Dr. Oliver smiled.
"Once we do a couple tests and such, we'll get a couple wheelchairs up here so you can go and see your husband." Lily and Roselyn smiled at each other.
/I don't remember much, but I know I'm happy to have her and James with me. We'll figure things out together./
{1995, Dumbledore's office, the present}
"..and that's what happened. It seems the potion accidentally made us go into a coma and lose our memories. We could remember each other's name and Lily, fortunately, remembered she had been pregnant, but that was all. We had found out that Lily was pregnant with twins that day, but we never got a chance to tell anyone, Voldemort came before we could spread the good news." James explained. The group in the office, which had grown a little larger when Professor McGonagall and Remus Lupin had slipped quietly in, all seemed to exhale at the same time. Dumbledore smiled proudly at the trio, the twinkle in his eyes brighter than ever.
"That's quite a story. I'm wondering, what happened once you were let out of the hospital?" James smiled slightly. Harry grinned as he saw his parents holding hands.
"Well, Dr. Park and his wife were more than happy to let us stay with them till we could get back on our feet. Because we couldn't remember our last names, we all took the name of Park because, well, that was the twin's last name at the time. We moved in and I was able to secure a job as a grocery store manager while Lily and Roselyn landed jobs as secretaries at a large law firm in the area.
Between the three of us, we were able to find a nice four bedroom house and moved out of the Park's and settled into our new home. The three of us decided to take a couple classes at a nearby college, Mesa Community College to be precise, and Lily and Rose were able to earn teaching licenses while I got my business degree. I eventually left the grocery store and opened up a store of my own, a muggle magic shop." James shook his head mournfully while the group all laughed at the irony. Lily took up the story.
"Rose and I became teachers at a local Muggle Elementary school, I taught Kindergarteners while Rose was a First grade teacher. We became well liked by the students and faculty. By this time, the twins were about six and in first grade. Dr. Park and his wife, Kimberly, were good friends and the twins still call them Uncle Adam and Aunt Kimmie. Their youngest daughter, Aisha, is the girl's age and a witch. Likewise, we still kept in touch with Dr. Scott, Dr. Oliver and there families. They each had a son or daughter who was magical, it was weird." Lily smiled. James again took up the story.
"When the twins were eleven, they got letters from Cromwell Academy of Magic. The school offered to have a professor take the girls to get their school supplies. We, of course, didn't remember a thing about the magical world, and so we agreed. The Professor who came-" Here he broke off as Kristina interrupted.
"Professor Hart, she was the one who came and took us." ignoring the bemused look her father was throwing her, she continued.
"She picked us up and we went to Edison Alley. We got some really weird looks, especially from some of the older witches and wizards but it really didn't bother us. We got all our supplies and then went home. About a month later, on August 30th, we went to boat port and I accidentally fell through the barrier. I had tried leaning against a 'wall' and fell through. I saw the Cromwell Queen, a cruise liner, and went back and got my family. We got onto the boat, met a couple nice people," Kristina was cut off as Katrina added, "and some not so nice people" Kristina nodded.
"Yeah and settled down for the ride. Isha, Cassie, TJ, Karone, and her cutie of an older brother Andros all shared a cabin with me and Trina. The trip took about two days, the schools on an island. When we got to the island, we took this cool ride on these huge flying carpets to the school. It's like three mansions all connected. We walked into the Main Hall and were sorted. According to what Trina found out, the Cromwell houses are basically the equivalent of the Hogwarts houses, except different names. Phoenix equals Ravenclaw, Centaur equals Hufflepuff, Dragon equals Slytherin, and Unicorn equals Gryffindor. We were both put into Unicorn, as you can see." She motioned towards her robes. She paused long enough for Sirius to speak up.
"This is bad guys; we've got another Hermione and Lily." James and Harry both snickered, although for different reasons. Glaring at the man, she continued.
"When we got to our dorm and common room, a couple of the older students pounced on us. They asked us our names, who our parents were, where we were from, etcetera." Katrina broke in.
"Well they did until Tina got fed up and asked them, and I quote, 'what the hell are you on about?!' unquote." James gave the twins a stern look, making all the adults laugh. Kristina quickly started talking again, trying to distract her parents from the fact she had cursed.
"They explained about the whole Potters, Boy-Who-Lived thing and explained we look exactly like Lily Potter, who we didn't know at the time, was the person we called mom. We never mentioned our parents were from England or that they had been in a coma and had lost all there memories, from some reason we didn't want anyone to know. One of the first things we learned in that school was that if you had a top secret, the whole school knew it." Dumbledore eyes twinkled and Harry muttered under his breath "Where have I heard that before?" Giving her brother a quizzical look, Kristina continued.
"We were able to shrug them off and everyone eventually forgot about that, since classes became our main priority. Your turn." She looked at her father who huffed with mock annoyance.
"The next three years were more or less uneventful, unless you count the twins attempting to one up their father and two uncles. I swear, in my entire seven years at Hogwarts, my parents never got as many letters about bad behavior as we've gotten in the last three years! At least five a month! They nearly got expelled twice!" James looked so exasperated while the twins had on these little angelic expressions that said 'I'm a perfect angel.' Harry burst into laughter, the others in the room following close behind. When they'd calmed down, Lily picked up the thread of the tale.
"Then, a couple months ago, we started remembering certain things. Our families; our friend's names; little escapades pulled off by the Marauders and Vixen's. Then last night; the girls were at school and the three of us were sitting and talking when James and Roselyn suddenly got this pained look and fainted. I remember calling 911 before the same thing happened to me.
When we woke up, we were in the hospital and remembered everything. We told our old doctors, Tommy, Adam, and Jason, who we were and that we needed to go and get our daughters and inform them of everything. They let us out and we apparated to the school boat port. We went directly to the headmaster and she took one look at us and nearly fainted. We explained as much as we thought appropriate and she agreed to let us take the girls out of school for a couple weeks. When we got the bewildered girls home, we explained everything." Kristina cut in.
"It was the weirdest convo I have ever had in all my fourteen years. Wait, never mind. The convo we had In DADA about Dementers and how they reproduce was the weirdest convo I've ever had in my life. But this came a close second." Katrina, Harry, and Albus all stifled laughter at the grossed out look on Severus', Minerva, Remus, Sirius, Jadzia, James, Lily, and Roselyn's faces.
"Fascinating." Albus commented. Lily and James gave the headmaster incredulous stares.
"You go with fascinating, me, I'll stick with gross." James commented dryly. The rest of the group all nodded there agreement. Lily pushed the bad mental images her daughter had invoked and finished the story.
"Anyway, once we were done explaining, Katrina asked what we were gonna do. We told the girls we were gonna go and let you Albus know that we were alive and well. And that's what we did. We apparated to Hogsmeade. Since we didn't want to cause a scene in the town, James wanted to wait till we got to the school till we did that, the twins went and bought some cloaks for the three of us. The girls already had there school cloaks. We put them on and came to the school. We entered the castle just as Jadzia and Severus walked into the great hall. We waited just outside and listened to the conversation and when you said 'lets eat' James made his move. The rest you know. So Harry, that's why we couldn't come and get you when we woke up; we didn't even know who we were let alone that you might be in a bad situation." Lily finished.
Harry took a few minutes to absorb the situation but two images kept him from hugging his parents like he'd wanted to do all his life. The first was the image of the fake Mad Eye Moody slowly turning into his real form, Barty Crouch Jr. The second image was of Voldemort alive and in a physical body surrounded by his followers.
"How do I know you're really my parents and family? You could be Deatheaters in disguise. Trust me, it happened last year." Silently he cursed the fates for having him ask such a question. Albus slowly nodded, as did many of the others, the happiness at having the trio back slightly diminished. Lily, James, and Roselyn formed a three-way glance before James looked directly into Albus's eyes.
"Perform the revealing charm. If we're really in disguise, you'll know." Albus stared into his eyes for a moment before standing up. Walking out from behind his desk, he pulled his old wand out of his robes and said the charm on James.
"Exposio!" James closed his eyes and when he opened them, he smiled knowingly. Albus smiled at him before forming the charm four more times, each one confirming that they were who they said they were. Harry thought of something and before he knew what he was doing he spoke up.
"Do you have a scar?" He blushed as his parents glanced at him shocked. Finally, James spoke up.
"How did you know that?" Harry swept his hair from his forehead to reveal the scar that made him famous.
"I got this that night. I just wondered if you got one to." Harry explained. James loosened his shirt collar to reveal a thin lightening scar just below his throat. Lily, revealed her scar on her collar bone. When they looked at Roselyn, she blushed as red as the Weasley's hair.
"There is no way I am showing you my scar. It's on my chest." Harry's curiosity was piqued when Remus blushed slightly at the revelation and Sirius grinned slyly at his friend. Storing the incident in the back of his mind he turned to his sisters when they both cleared their throats at exactly the same time. All the attention on them, they pulled back the sleeves of there robes and cloaks and held out their arms. On there slender and delicate wrists, Harry could see two identical lightening scar's. Harry grinned wryly.
"Is it just me, or is this a little too weird?" Harry asked. Kristina shook her head.
"It's not just you, big brother." She murmured. Harry flushed, pleased at the new title. Like a bolt of lightning (A/N: No pun intended, I swear!), Harry realized something that made him jump up and start dancing in joy. When he got back down from his happy high, he went positively red. The entire room was watching him in amusement. The adults had the decency not to laugh straight out, but his sister's had thrown decency out the window at his display. They were holding their stomachs, laughing so hard they were crying. Glaring at them, he sheepishly explained the reason for his actions.
"I just now realized I won't have to stay with the Dursleys any more." That did it. Sirius and Remus started laughing and the entire room soon followed suite. After about a minute of feeling thoroughly embarrassed he joined in the laughter. Still laughing, Harry looked around the room.
Severus was not laughing straight out, he was chuckling, his arms around his laughing aunt. His mother and father were holding each other up. Sirius was sitting on the floor, holding his stomach. Remus and Roselyn were also holding each other up; each had a smile of joy mixed with amusement. Albus eyes twinkling behind his glasses, he was chuckling as well. Minerva was chuckling and shaking her head in mirth. His younger sister's were literally rolling on the floor in laughter. Harry shook his head in amusement.
"Its wasn't that funny!" he said, embarrassed. Unfortunately, his words had the opposite reaction than what he had hoped for. Everyone laughed harder. Rolling his eyes, he flopped into his chair, sighed and muttered
"Wizard and Witches! You can't live with em, ya can't live without them!" Katrina looked up long enough to tell her brother,
"That's a politically incorrect statement. Muggles live without any knowledge of our world." Harry rolled his eyes and once again sighed.
"Sisters!"
A/N: Okay, I was gonna upload this like a couple days ago but the stupid ff.net went screwy on me. I hope you like this chappy, the next one should be up within a couple days if ff.net allows me to. Later! Always me, BashfulC
P.S. If the US government has no knowledge of aliens, then why does Title 14, Section 1211 of the Code of Federal Regulations, implemented on July 16, 1969, make it illegal for US citizens to have any contact with extraterrestrials or their vehicles? Just wondering...
P.S.S. I have a small announcement to make. I will be changing the title and summery of this ficcy. The new title will be "Family Ties". The summery will be: "Formerly 'Snape's Lost and Found'. Harry is in his 5th year at Hogwarts and he's in for some shocking surprises. One of which will throw the entire magical community in chaos." *dryly* I wonder what that means..*laughs* I'll see ya'll laterz!