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LILY: I know what you're thinking. She's into HP as well?! And YES I AM! And this is my first HP fanfiction. I sincerely hope you enjoy!
MIRAI CLONE: *sweatdrops* Not gonna bother.
LILY: *ignoring her mater* Thsi is what you've all been waiting for! James and Harry reunion!! AWWW!
MIRAI CLONE: *sweatdrops* I don't think I *want* to know.
LILY: Are you mocking the great Harry Potter?!
MIRAI CLONE: *gulps* No.
LILY: *nodding her head* Good. So, disclaimer, I don't own the characters of Harry Potter. I still own my clones, my own mate Mirai Trunks *points to her mate who just sweatdrops but doesn't say anything*, Mystic Gohan, Gambit from X-men Evolution, Neil from the Final Fantasy Movie, Kou Leifoh from the Bouncer for the PS2 game, and my newest clone, Inuyasha, my Demi- Demon Doggie! *gives Inuyasha Clone a bonecushing hug* They're all mine, except for Gohan, he's my best friend's mate. So now on with the story.
MIRAI CLONE: *blinks*
LILY: Oh, and keep them reviews coming, k? Enjoy ladies and gents.
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OUT OF THE ASHES
Chapter 4
"Ah, if I'm not mistaken, that should be him now." Dumbledore said as he rose from his chair, and made his way over to the door. He sent one last reasuring smile at Harry, before slowly opening the door.
"Headmaster? Moony said you wanted to see me?" James asked as the Headmaster allowed him into the room. Dumbledore nodded as he gestured for James to have a seat before heading back to his desk.
The moment James's eyes landed on Harry, he froze, not moving a muscle as he stared at this teenage boy, who looked alarming so much like him, from the tossled black hair, to the glasses, but the eyes, he noticed sadly that were so much like his dear Lily's.
Harry stared speechless back at this tall man, the face that he had only seen in his memories and old pictures. He almost willed himself not to faint as he stared at his father.
"Well, I can see you two need no introductions any further than I've already provided. James, if you will please have a seat next to Harry." Dumbledore said with a twinkle in his eye as James blinked, looked at the headmaster, then nodded still in a daze as he sat down.
"I promise you two will have some time to catch up with just the two of you, but I'm afraid that it's going to have to wait until I can explain the Harry what we talked about earlier, James. I told him of how you were brought back, but that's where I have left off. I thought it might be best to tell Harry, *why* I chose to do so in the importance you may hold in finally helping us to destroy Voldemort once and for all." Dumbledore said as James nodded.
"Pro-professor Dumbledore, I....I don't understand what you mean. I.....I mean how can my.....my father......help to defeat Voldemort?" Harry asked, frowning slightly. The words sounded so foreign on his tongue.
"Well you see Harry, my boy, the time has come for me to tell you something I should have when it first came to my attention. Do you remember your fight with the Basilisk in your second year?" Dumbledore asked as Harry nodded, confusion written on his face.
"Wait a minute! You mean to tell me he fought a Basilisk?! And he's ok? Why the hell would he have faced-?" James began as Dumbledore smiled at him.
"As I said before, your son is quiet the remarkable young lad. In his first year, he succeeded in foiling Voldemort's plans to return to power with the aid of the Sorcerer's Stone. In his second year, as I said, he thwarted the younger Voldemort, or as his real name, Thomas Riddle and destroyed his Basilisk. In his third year, he met Remus and his godfather for the first time, as well as straightened out what had really happened that night, James." Dumbledore said as he looked at James who said nothing but after a few moments, nodded.
"As I'm sure you're aware of, Peter had been working for Voldemort and once he had been named the secret-keeper instead of Sirius, well......I'm afraid he told Voldemort and you know the rest." Dumbledore said softly as James nodded, noticing out of the corner of his eye as Harry flinched, but stared straight ahead.
"Sirius has told me that after he went to check on Peter, he'd figured out that Peter was the spy, and immediately raced to Godric's Hollow, sadly much too late. Hagrid had been given specific orders by me to bring me the infant Harry, and after lending Hagrid the use of his flying motorcycle, he tracked down Peter. Peter accused Sirius, and blew up the street around him, killing the innocent muggles and effectly framing Sirius for the crimes. He turned into a rat and fled through the sewers. Sirius was arrested and taken to Azkaban, where he spent the next twelve years, until his escape. He came to Hogwarts after Peter who had been posing at the family pet of the Weasley family. Young Harry's best friend Ron owned him at the time and had brought him with him when he had started attending Hogwarts. The rest, Sirius will have to tell you." Dumbledore explained as James nodded in quiet understanding.
"Now Harry, the rest I must explain to you. The reason I have done what I have done, is for many important reason, all for *your* safety. With Voldemort alive, you are only safe here, in Hogwarts. I'm afraid you'd only be placing your Aunt and Uncle in danger by staying there during the Summer months, and as such, I'm afraid you will not be permitted to visit Ron and his family either. I'm sorry, but it must be done. Furthermore, you shall be staying with your father, Remus, and Sirius up at the 'Shrieking Shack' or what they've now called the 'Mauraders' Mansion'." Dumbledore said with a chuckle.
"I hope you will abide by the curfew this year, and stay on the grounds, and please, don't go looking for trouble this year, hmm?" Dumbledore asked with a smile as Harry managed to smile through his shock and nod at the Headmaster.
"Very good. There is only one more thing I must tell you before your father takes you up to the Mansion. Harry, do you remember pulled the Griffindorr sword from the sorting hat that year? I told you then, that only a true Griffindorr could pull the sword from the hat, but what I didn't tell you, was that only the Heir of Griffindorr could. It wasn't the time for me to tell you that at the time, but as you can see, the time has very much come. And that is another of my reason's for your father's resurection. You two are the last of the blood line of Godrc Griffindorr, the founder of said house. The reason Voldemort wanted only you and your father out of the way, Harry, and not your mother was because of this. If Voldemort rid himself of the last living heir of Griffindorr, he could not be stopped in the future. But as we know, *you* have stopped him several times and for that, he wants you out of the way. With your father, Remus, Sirius, myself and the rest of the professors here at Hogwarts, we shall be able to keep you safe, but you must still understand the danger you are in." Dumbledore said as Harry weakly nodded.
"Very good. Well, that is all for now, Harry. You should get some rest. It is very late, and you have a full day ahead of you tomorrow." Dumbledore said as Harry suddenly remembered something.
"But Professor. What about Ron and Hermione? Voldemort knows they're my friends, won't he-?" Harry began as Dumbledore smiled at him.
"I have already taken the precautions for that, Harry. Fear not, your friends are safe. I places countless wards and protection spells over both Miss Granger's home and Mr. Weasley's home. I knew how important they are to you, as would Voldemort. You shall see them tomorrow, most likely when Remus and Sirius take you to purchase your school supplies. Sirius will of course have to go as Padfoot, and keep to the shadows, and I think perhaps it may be better for you to have them accompany you, Remus and Sirius to the Castle rather than take the train. When you find them, just tell them that, and once you all are finished, you will apparted back to the Hogwarts grounds. Once you're there, it will be safe for you to tell them about your father, as I'm sure you'll be most eager to do so." Dumbledore said as Harry nodded.
"Good, then be off now. James, you two can catch up on the way to the Mansion, but I want the boy tucked straight away into bed. He has quiet the day ahead of him." Dumbledore said with a smile as James nodded.
"Well, then I guess we should head to the Mansion now. Harry?" James asked, speaking to his son for the first time. Harry hesitated a moment, before standing up and quietly following his father out of Dumbledore's office.
As the two walked through the enpty halls, neither spoke for a few minutes, both in a state of shock at seeing the other after such a long period of time. When the silence finally was broken, James was the first to speak.
"So. You're in Griffindorr then Harry? I knew you would be. You like it here at Hogwarts?" James asked as Harry nodded.
"Yeah. It's......it's a lot better than with the Dursley's at least. It's nice. The classes are pretty cool too, except for Potions." Harry said, making a face as James chuckled.
"Potions, huh? Why?" James asked as Harry smiled.
"The professor hates me." Harry said with a laugh.
"Now why would......wait, the professor wouldn't happen to be that greasy haired git Snape would it?" James asked as Harry started laughing.
"I see. Well, I'll have to have a few words with the 'ol Snake then tomorrow. So tell me more. You a pretty good flyer?" James asked as Harry smirked with pride.
"Yeah, I think so. I made Seeker for the Griffindorr team my first year." Harry said as James looked down at his son in shock.
"You made the house team? In your first year? Why am I surprised? I was a seeker myself when I attended Hogwarts. But I never made the team my first year. Wow. First years never make the team. I didn't get in till my third year. I'll have to make sure to see your first match. It should be quiet good." James said as Harry smiled.
"You mean it?" Harry asked as James looked down at his son, frowning softly.
"Yuo don't really think I'd miss seeing my son play Quittitch now do you? It was my favorite sport back then, still is. Maybe I could even teach you a few things, sport." James said with a smile.
"I could show you my Firebolt. It's the best broom around. Really fast but really light too." Harry said as James raised an eyebrow.
"Well, you're on then, Harry. How about later tomorrow, after you get your school stuff? Hmm? Remus is going with you o keep an eye on you and to get the supplies the three of us are going to need to tach the class this year." James said.
"I still can't believe you three are going to be ou DADA professors." Harry said as James faked a hurt look.
"You don't think your old man would be a good teacher?" James asked as Harry laughed.
"No, it's not that. It's just......I can't believe my dad, my godfather, and my father's other best friend will all be teaching my DADA classes this year." Harry said as James thought for a moment before nodding.
"Yes, yes. I see where that would be a little unexpected." James said, before laughing along with Harry.
"Listen, Harry. Well......I know it's been a hard fifteen years on you, and I'm sorry I wasn't there-" James began seriously before Harry shook his head, cutting him off.
"Don't worry about it. I survived. It may not have been the best start, but hey, everything turned out ok in the end, right? Well, except for the whole 'old ugly coming back. But I mean you and Sirius and Remus. It's nice to have you all with me." Harry said softly as James smiled down at his son, and placed a hand on his son's shoulder.
"I know, kiddo. Me too. What do you say to a huge pancake breakfast when you wake up in the morning? Sound good?" James asked as Harry nodded.
"Sure." Harry said.
"Alright then, what do you say we pick up our pace before Sirius comes and hunts us down, eh?" James asked as Harry nodded.
The two quickly started to walk faster, still chatting the entire way up to the 'Mauraders' Mansion.'
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LILY: I know what you're thinking. She's into HP as well?! And YES I AM! And this is my first HP fanfiction. I sincerely hope you enjoy!
MIRAI CLONE: *sweatdrops* Not gonna bother.
LILY: *ignoring her mater* Thsi is what you've all been waiting for! James and Harry reunion!! AWWW!
MIRAI CLONE: *sweatdrops* I don't think I *want* to know.
LILY: Are you mocking the great Harry Potter?!
MIRAI CLONE: *gulps* No.
LILY: *nodding her head* Good. So, disclaimer, I don't own the characters of Harry Potter. I still own my clones, my own mate Mirai Trunks *points to her mate who just sweatdrops but doesn't say anything*, Mystic Gohan, Gambit from X-men Evolution, Neil from the Final Fantasy Movie, Kou Leifoh from the Bouncer for the PS2 game, and my newest clone, Inuyasha, my Demi- Demon Doggie! *gives Inuyasha Clone a bonecushing hug* They're all mine, except for Gohan, he's my best friend's mate. So now on with the story.
MIRAI CLONE: *blinks*
LILY: Oh, and keep them reviews coming, k? Enjoy ladies and gents.
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OUT OF THE ASHES
Chapter 4
"Ah, if I'm not mistaken, that should be him now." Dumbledore said as he rose from his chair, and made his way over to the door. He sent one last reasuring smile at Harry, before slowly opening the door.
"Headmaster? Moony said you wanted to see me?" James asked as the Headmaster allowed him into the room. Dumbledore nodded as he gestured for James to have a seat before heading back to his desk.
The moment James's eyes landed on Harry, he froze, not moving a muscle as he stared at this teenage boy, who looked alarming so much like him, from the tossled black hair, to the glasses, but the eyes, he noticed sadly that were so much like his dear Lily's.
Harry stared speechless back at this tall man, the face that he had only seen in his memories and old pictures. He almost willed himself not to faint as he stared at his father.
"Well, I can see you two need no introductions any further than I've already provided. James, if you will please have a seat next to Harry." Dumbledore said with a twinkle in his eye as James blinked, looked at the headmaster, then nodded still in a daze as he sat down.
"I promise you two will have some time to catch up with just the two of you, but I'm afraid that it's going to have to wait until I can explain the Harry what we talked about earlier, James. I told him of how you were brought back, but that's where I have left off. I thought it might be best to tell Harry, *why* I chose to do so in the importance you may hold in finally helping us to destroy Voldemort once and for all." Dumbledore said as James nodded.
"Pro-professor Dumbledore, I....I don't understand what you mean. I.....I mean how can my.....my father......help to defeat Voldemort?" Harry asked, frowning slightly. The words sounded so foreign on his tongue.
"Well you see Harry, my boy, the time has come for me to tell you something I should have when it first came to my attention. Do you remember your fight with the Basilisk in your second year?" Dumbledore asked as Harry nodded, confusion written on his face.
"Wait a minute! You mean to tell me he fought a Basilisk?! And he's ok? Why the hell would he have faced-?" James began as Dumbledore smiled at him.
"As I said before, your son is quiet the remarkable young lad. In his first year, he succeeded in foiling Voldemort's plans to return to power with the aid of the Sorcerer's Stone. In his second year, as I said, he thwarted the younger Voldemort, or as his real name, Thomas Riddle and destroyed his Basilisk. In his third year, he met Remus and his godfather for the first time, as well as straightened out what had really happened that night, James." Dumbledore said as he looked at James who said nothing but after a few moments, nodded.
"As I'm sure you're aware of, Peter had been working for Voldemort and once he had been named the secret-keeper instead of Sirius, well......I'm afraid he told Voldemort and you know the rest." Dumbledore said softly as James nodded, noticing out of the corner of his eye as Harry flinched, but stared straight ahead.
"Sirius has told me that after he went to check on Peter, he'd figured out that Peter was the spy, and immediately raced to Godric's Hollow, sadly much too late. Hagrid had been given specific orders by me to bring me the infant Harry, and after lending Hagrid the use of his flying motorcycle, he tracked down Peter. Peter accused Sirius, and blew up the street around him, killing the innocent muggles and effectly framing Sirius for the crimes. He turned into a rat and fled through the sewers. Sirius was arrested and taken to Azkaban, where he spent the next twelve years, until his escape. He came to Hogwarts after Peter who had been posing at the family pet of the Weasley family. Young Harry's best friend Ron owned him at the time and had brought him with him when he had started attending Hogwarts. The rest, Sirius will have to tell you." Dumbledore explained as James nodded in quiet understanding.
"Now Harry, the rest I must explain to you. The reason I have done what I have done, is for many important reason, all for *your* safety. With Voldemort alive, you are only safe here, in Hogwarts. I'm afraid you'd only be placing your Aunt and Uncle in danger by staying there during the Summer months, and as such, I'm afraid you will not be permitted to visit Ron and his family either. I'm sorry, but it must be done. Furthermore, you shall be staying with your father, Remus, and Sirius up at the 'Shrieking Shack' or what they've now called the 'Mauraders' Mansion'." Dumbledore said with a chuckle.
"I hope you will abide by the curfew this year, and stay on the grounds, and please, don't go looking for trouble this year, hmm?" Dumbledore asked with a smile as Harry managed to smile through his shock and nod at the Headmaster.
"Very good. There is only one more thing I must tell you before your father takes you up to the Mansion. Harry, do you remember pulled the Griffindorr sword from the sorting hat that year? I told you then, that only a true Griffindorr could pull the sword from the hat, but what I didn't tell you, was that only the Heir of Griffindorr could. It wasn't the time for me to tell you that at the time, but as you can see, the time has very much come. And that is another of my reason's for your father's resurection. You two are the last of the blood line of Godrc Griffindorr, the founder of said house. The reason Voldemort wanted only you and your father out of the way, Harry, and not your mother was because of this. If Voldemort rid himself of the last living heir of Griffindorr, he could not be stopped in the future. But as we know, *you* have stopped him several times and for that, he wants you out of the way. With your father, Remus, Sirius, myself and the rest of the professors here at Hogwarts, we shall be able to keep you safe, but you must still understand the danger you are in." Dumbledore said as Harry weakly nodded.
"Very good. Well, that is all for now, Harry. You should get some rest. It is very late, and you have a full day ahead of you tomorrow." Dumbledore said as Harry suddenly remembered something.
"But Professor. What about Ron and Hermione? Voldemort knows they're my friends, won't he-?" Harry began as Dumbledore smiled at him.
"I have already taken the precautions for that, Harry. Fear not, your friends are safe. I places countless wards and protection spells over both Miss Granger's home and Mr. Weasley's home. I knew how important they are to you, as would Voldemort. You shall see them tomorrow, most likely when Remus and Sirius take you to purchase your school supplies. Sirius will of course have to go as Padfoot, and keep to the shadows, and I think perhaps it may be better for you to have them accompany you, Remus and Sirius to the Castle rather than take the train. When you find them, just tell them that, and once you all are finished, you will apparted back to the Hogwarts grounds. Once you're there, it will be safe for you to tell them about your father, as I'm sure you'll be most eager to do so." Dumbledore said as Harry nodded.
"Good, then be off now. James, you two can catch up on the way to the Mansion, but I want the boy tucked straight away into bed. He has quiet the day ahead of him." Dumbledore said with a smile as James nodded.
"Well, then I guess we should head to the Mansion now. Harry?" James asked, speaking to his son for the first time. Harry hesitated a moment, before standing up and quietly following his father out of Dumbledore's office.
As the two walked through the enpty halls, neither spoke for a few minutes, both in a state of shock at seeing the other after such a long period of time. When the silence finally was broken, James was the first to speak.
"So. You're in Griffindorr then Harry? I knew you would be. You like it here at Hogwarts?" James asked as Harry nodded.
"Yeah. It's......it's a lot better than with the Dursley's at least. It's nice. The classes are pretty cool too, except for Potions." Harry said, making a face as James chuckled.
"Potions, huh? Why?" James asked as Harry smiled.
"The professor hates me." Harry said with a laugh.
"Now why would......wait, the professor wouldn't happen to be that greasy haired git Snape would it?" James asked as Harry started laughing.
"I see. Well, I'll have to have a few words with the 'ol Snake then tomorrow. So tell me more. You a pretty good flyer?" James asked as Harry smirked with pride.
"Yeah, I think so. I made Seeker for the Griffindorr team my first year." Harry said as James looked down at his son in shock.
"You made the house team? In your first year? Why am I surprised? I was a seeker myself when I attended Hogwarts. But I never made the team my first year. Wow. First years never make the team. I didn't get in till my third year. I'll have to make sure to see your first match. It should be quiet good." James said as Harry smiled.
"You mean it?" Harry asked as James looked down at his son, frowning softly.
"Yuo don't really think I'd miss seeing my son play Quittitch now do you? It was my favorite sport back then, still is. Maybe I could even teach you a few things, sport." James said with a smile.
"I could show you my Firebolt. It's the best broom around. Really fast but really light too." Harry said as James raised an eyebrow.
"Well, you're on then, Harry. How about later tomorrow, after you get your school stuff? Hmm? Remus is going with you o keep an eye on you and to get the supplies the three of us are going to need to tach the class this year." James said.
"I still can't believe you three are going to be ou DADA professors." Harry said as James faked a hurt look.
"You don't think your old man would be a good teacher?" James asked as Harry laughed.
"No, it's not that. It's just......I can't believe my dad, my godfather, and my father's other best friend will all be teaching my DADA classes this year." Harry said as James thought for a moment before nodding.
"Yes, yes. I see where that would be a little unexpected." James said, before laughing along with Harry.
"Listen, Harry. Well......I know it's been a hard fifteen years on you, and I'm sorry I wasn't there-" James began seriously before Harry shook his head, cutting him off.
"Don't worry about it. I survived. It may not have been the best start, but hey, everything turned out ok in the end, right? Well, except for the whole 'old ugly coming back. But I mean you and Sirius and Remus. It's nice to have you all with me." Harry said softly as James smiled down at his son, and placed a hand on his son's shoulder.
"I know, kiddo. Me too. What do you say to a huge pancake breakfast when you wake up in the morning? Sound good?" James asked as Harry nodded.
"Sure." Harry said.
"Alright then, what do you say we pick up our pace before Sirius comes and hunts us down, eh?" James asked as Harry nodded.
The two quickly started to walk faster, still chatting the entire way up to the 'Mauraders' Mansion.'
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