Harry opened the envelope and started to read the contents. Before he could do so, however, the envelope shone with a bright light and a figure appeared over it, hovering as a figure had once hovered over Dumbledore's Pensieve. This figure, however, was not oblivious of its surroundings.
It took one look at Harry and burst out in questions.
'Harry! How are you? Have you been eating well?' The figure burst out excitedly.
If not for the fact that he knew it was possible to meet a person again after they were dead, throught diaries and spells, Harry would have fainted dead away.
As it was, he knew, and although the experience of seeing a dead person in full colour talking to him was rather shocking, he managed to say 'hello' back to his mother.
'Sorry. It's just that I'll probably never see you again.' His mother said apologetically.
'Harry was speechless. He managed to stammer out an 'it's ok.'
'Anyway, you are a Potter, contrary to whatever you may now be thinking. I think I'd better start from the beginning. Your father is James Potter.'
At this, Harry heaved a sigh of relief.
'Most unfortunately, - '
'Haha, let me guess, my father is also Voldemort? Through some obscure spell which allows a child to have three parents? Hahaha…' Laughed Harry in his relief. 'Or did you have an affair with Voldemort?' Harry was laughing hard now.
There was a long silence from his mother.
'Why have you gone all silent, mom?'
Silence.
Harry began to suspect the worst. Voldemort, his father? Couldn't be, right? After all, he had studied widely and there was no such spell…and his mother wouldn't be unfaithful…
'Mom?'
'Son, it's nothing as bad as that.'
Harry sat down and heaved a huge sigh of relief.
'It's worse. '
Harry was starting to become quite familiar with the creeping darkness at the edges of his vision. The creeping darkness inched into the center, finally causing the center of his vision to vanish, the way the picture vanishes from a television screen. His muscles no longer controlled, he fell off the stool he had been sitting on.
Harry awoke, remembering almost immediately what had happened. His mother was still there, waiting to tell him more.
'The truth is that Voldemort is your father, at least in a sense. Voldemort and James Potter are one and the same, except that James Potter was never evil.'
Harry was shocked.
'How?... When?… What?' He sputtered incoherently.
'The story is quite long, and time is short… Listen! James was once good. I married him because I loved him. However, a combination of hidden internal magical powers and his ambition turned him bad. He wanted to rid the world of Muggles and their descendants and make the world a world of magic. He saw the Muggles as weaker than us. Finally, he tried to put in place his greatest plan, He would assume a new identity and kill all Mudbloods. He took a ? and went back in time to create a new identity at Hogwarts; Tom Riddle. Tom Riddle never existed, except in the diary. The diary which Ginny found and destroyed. James made it seem as though Tom Riddle had turned evil. He then assumed the identity of Tom Riddle and proceeded to go around the world killing. When I found out about it, I tried to run away with you. It was no use. He found me as I was trying to leave with you.
He was, by that time, half mad, driven to madness by his ambition and hidden magical powers. James Potter, by the way, was not completely human. One of his ancestors was a ?. His ancestor had amazing powers, which every member of his family had. However, they were released in him, causing his transition to evil. He tried to kill you and I. I knew that he would have no mercy, but that time, and so sacrificed my life so you would live. I had already prepared this secret compartment so that someday, you would know the truth. James killed, or at least tried to kill, all of us, including himself. He did this as a final part of his transition. He knew his experiment had succeeded and that he could not die at that time.
Using a group associater, he bound us together and then tried to kill all of us. He killed me, half-killed himself, and didn't succeed with you. He almost killed himself as the curse rebounded. He got a double blast but did not die. He went on with his evil work when he had regained his strength.
Harry was in disbelief.
A/n that's it. If you'd like me to continue, please give a review.