AN: I will try to update once a week, more if possible\ This story will be complete before June 21. Thanks to all who reviewed. And in answer to your question Katie, yes, but read on for further details.

Chapter 1

"Good, very good." Albus Dumbledore said in response to the report he had just received from his two most valuable and dedicated operatives. Unfortunately it would be one of the last reports he would ever see from these two for a very long time. Infact after their next assignment for him, they were going on their first one for themselves.

But prior to that they were going to go on one more mission after they left his office for him. And it had to do with the report he had just received.

After what was expected to be a relatively short and simple task, the Potters would be spending the rest of the summer finishing some more personal business. They would be going on a two month hunt for Peter Pettigrew.

Dumbledore was sad to see them go, he hated losing his two most precious workers. But, they deserved it. No one else could be more willing to give up more time than these two had, it wasn't possible to give more time. For James and Lily Potter had given their lives.

This was part of the reason why James and Lily Potter were so valuable to him, because they didn't exist. To the outside world they were dead, had been for the past fourteen years. If for some reason someone caught sight and recognized them through their illusion charms, or intercepted and de-coded a message, no one would believe them. The Potters were dead. Anyone who claimed otherwise would be sent St. Mungo's.

They had earned their title as his most dedicated operatives for all that they sacrificed. Their lives; their friends, and their family. James and Lily had also been willing to sacrifice the life that their son should have had if not for their never ending mission, until now.

For the past fourteen years, J and L, as they were now referred to, had been working undercover. They had posed as numerous people: muggles, ministry officials, servants for rich pure blood families, and even other foreign diplomats. All their roles had been vital in keeping dark followers from finding Voldemort and bringing him back to power.

It had been going well for the first ten years, and then they had faltered. Some incorrect information on Quirrell had Lily searching all of Spain for him when he was really in the Middle East. Fortunately their son had gotten them out of what could have been a very disastrous mistake.

For the past four years they had been tracking Voldemort's movements, which unluckily hadn't been many. After having little success there, Dumbledore had sent them to the Ministry to find all the supposed spies for Voldemort that might be reactivating their roles when he came back.

Now Dumbledore had the completed list of all the: ministry officials who were loyal to the Dark Lord, all Foreign wizards who had access to powerful objects or were in high ranking positions, and key areas where Voldemort's followers were likely to congregate.

Dumbledore smiled ironically as he read over the report the two people had just handed him. He was about to lose his two most indispensable workers, but he would also be gaining two powerful, dead people.

Since the world believed James and Lily Potter to be dead, so did Voldemort. If Voldemort thought that Dumbledore had found a way to bring them back who knew what could happen. A war was unavoidable at this point, but if Voldemort thought that he was over powered he would need more time to build his own army. Time. It was precious to both sides.

All Albus had to do was find a way to make the people on the list disappear, and make Lily and James reappear. He would send the Potters to take care of the list, undisguised. If enough people saw them it wouldn't be so outrageous that they were indeed alive.

Having cleared his first problem he had to move onto his next one. How to tell Sirius, Remus, and most importantly, Harry that James and Lily were indeed alive. Stumped for the moment, Dumbledore decided to leave that problem until September when the Potters should be finished with their first mission as themselves.

"Is this agreeable to you?" Albus asked after explaining his plans for them for the summer. Lily exchanged a quick glance with James before turning back to her former headmaster with a smile on her face.

"Yes, we're ready to come back." James shook his head in agreement as he clasped his wife's hand in his own.

"I'll see you in September, remember to owl me with your progress." Albus said as he stood to see them out. "You're son is coming in a few hours, apparently he wasn't as safe at your sister's as we believed." The Potters looked shocked, but Dumbledore continued before they could interrupt. "He is alive, and relatively unharmed I believe, though I am unsure. Arabella was to owl me if he needed to be taken to St. Mungo's."

James looked furious. "I knew he wouldn't be safe from Voldemort and the Death Eaters," he growled out.

"I am sorry to say that the attack on Harry was not by the Death Eaters, but by his aunt Petunia. She tried to poison him." He stated calmly as though it was common to attempt murder on your nephew every day.

It was Lily's turn to be furious. "SHE DID WHAT?! I'LL KILL HER!" Lily looked just ready to do just that, and was on her way to the door, most likely to leave Hogwarts and get to Privet Drive, when she stopped suddenly.

Lily stood rooted five feet from the door and three feet from the fireplace. Three feet away from her son.

James had turned to go after his wife before she killed her sister when he too froze. His son apparently was not under the same shock as his parents were. He turned, grabbed some floo, and in flash was gone.

Dumbledore's voice broke the stunned silence. "I was not expecting him for several hours, I'm sorry for that. I will be sure to speak to him about it once you two leave."

"Leave! How can we leave now? My baby just saw me for the first time in almost fourteen years! Who knows what he could have heard! And did you see his head? He was bleeding! And I have absolutely no idea where he went, I couldn't make out what he said!" Lily was practically hysterical now, very rare for the normally very well composed red head.

James turned to Dumbledore for help. "Harry has most likely gone to the Burrow. Molly has seven children; I assure you she can care for him. And theirs sons will help him get over what happened last year, and hopefully help him get used to you two being alive. Don't worry, Harry is a smart boy." Dumbledore said reassuringly to them. And, " if not he has two months to get used to it," he added underneath his breath.

James seemed to see sense in what Albus proposed and ushered his wife out of Dumbledore's office before she did something stupid like follow Harry to the Burrow.

Albus promptly turned and sped to the fireplace, grabbing a handful of floo powder on the way. Opening his mouth, Dumbledore bellowed, "The Burrow," before disappearing into the green flames.

A minute later the Headmaster stumbled out of the Weasley's kitchen just in time to see Harry leaving it. "Harry." He called hoping to stop him before he did something drastic.

Harry turned having heard Dumbledore call him only moments after leaving his office. "Yes?" He said back insolently.

Dumbledore sighed seeing this was already not going well. "Why don't you sit down with me and I can explain a few things while the Weasleys enjoy their dinner." He said indicating the window, which showed the Weasleys eating their dinner outside on an expanded picnic table in the back yard.

Harry grudgingly sat down across from his Headmaster, not at all happy about was he knew they were about to discuss.

"Now Harry I ask you now that you do not interrupt me until I am finished, otherwise I fear we will be here for a very long time." Harry jerkily nodded his head in agreement.

"I'll get right to the point since the Weasleys already are starting their dessert and I don't want them interrupting us. Your parents are alive and having been working undercover for the Light side for the past fourteen years. Without them, Voldemort or another ambitious dark wizard would have come into power much sooner and far stronger than Voldemort is presently."

"They had been sent out of the country until your first year. Which was when they discovered Sirius was in Azkaban, and you were living with the Durseley's. Since then at least one of them has been trying to locate Peter Pettigrew whenever they could spare the time. Unfortunately they could never spare much time."

"Right now they are clearing up that misunderstanding once and for all. After this summer you will be free to have both your parents and your godfather back." Harry couldn't believe it. Not only were his parents alive, but they also had known about how Harry, and especially Sirius, was living and they hadn't done anything seriously about it until now? What was wrong with them?

They were supposed to be on the light side. What good person would let their best friend rot in Azkaban for twelve years and have their only child sent to live with the Durseley's? And now, after fourteen years of allowing him to think that they were dead, they were expecting him to welcome them with open arms?

Well they sure as hell had another thing coming.

Dumbledore didn't like the way this was going. Harry wasn't saying anything, or even displaying any emotions-except for anger. That Albus could plainly see. A normal teenager might be going into shock, or perhaps even hysterics. But Harry Potter was far from being normal.

Harry's eyes were filled with fury when spoke. "I do not wish to see, hear from, or live with those people…ever!" Harry's voice had barely risen, but the volume of which he spoke did not matter when his voice held such venom.

Dumbledore might have ignored Harry's words and anger, if he had not spoken with such finality. Harry's tone broke no room for argument.

They heard one of the Weasleys coming back in when Albus stood. "Rest assured we will talk later Harry. Until then you may enjoy your last summer at the Burrow, or at least the last one as an orphan. I'll see you on September first." With a pop he disappeared, leaving no trace that he had ever been there.

"HARRY!" He dimly heard before he was enveloped in a pair of strong warm arms, presumably Mrs. Weasley's. "What are you doing here, is everything alright with the Durseley's?" He heard even as the arms refused to release him. "I would have sent Arthur to get you, you didn't need to come here all by yourself dear, honestly what were you thinking?"

"But you needn't worry, you can stay here for the rest of the summer Harry." She finished, finally freeing him. Harry managed to smile up at her, Mrs. Weasley, what a mother should be. Harry bet she would never abandon her child like Harry's mother had.

"No, Dumbledore brought me here. It was rather urgent, though I have no idea as to why. He said he'd see me again when school starts, he'll most likely owl you before then though." He said standing up to help her with the dishes she was carrying.

Mrs. Weasley swatted his arm away as she walked towards the sink. "There's no need for you to be helping me tonight dear, why don't you go tell the rest of the family that you're here." She suggested when he made another move to help her.

Harry nodded before putting his stuff in a corner before going outside.

~ ~ ~ ~ 3 days later

"Harry?" Ron asked tentatively as he approached the other boy sitting on a hill just beyond the Burrow. "You alright mate?" For the past three days the Daily Prophet had been reporting sightings of Lily and James Potter look a likes. Today, Dumbledore had came and told the Weasley that they were not impersonators, but the real Potters.

Harry had left the house when Dumbledore had arrived, while the rest of the Weasley's had stayed and listened to what he had to say. Dumbledore was brief and to the point, so when he left twenty minutes after arriving, Ron had gone off in search of Harry.

The clock, which now had Harry's name on it, said he was near the Quidditch pitch. Ron found him on the edge of the make shift Quidditch field, toying with his broom. Anxious to be near his friend, Ron had run up the hill and was now panting as he waited for a response from Harry.

"No, I'm not." Ron looked at Harry in shock. Harry always tried to cover up his feelings, never giving into sympathy or what he viewed as self-pity. "I need your help…that is..if you're willing to help me." He said slowly looking back at Ron.

Ron found his voice and answered quickly, "Sure, name it." Harry grinned at his friend's obvious willingness.

"Dumbledore told me that they want me to live with them after this summer." Ron assumed that the they were Lily and James. "It's too late. I don't need any parents any longer. I need you to help me prove it to them, that they're too late. They've already missed my childhood, being my parents."

Ron sat down beside Harry while he spoke. He could understand Harry's feelings, even if he didn't agree with them. He didn't know what he would feel if he had been jiped out of having parents because of a war, then be expected to take them back with loving arms after they made him live with people like the Durselys.

"What do you want me to do?"

Harry pulled his gaze from his broom to meet Ron's. "I want you to help me grow."

"What?"

"We've go the whole summer, I'll do it alone, but I'd rather you do it with me. By the time they get back, I'll be all grown, they'll see I don't need them." Harry said in an odd voice.

Ron was thoroughly confused, "How can I help you grow? I can't make you taller." Harry started to laugh. Though Ron had no idea why Harry was laughing, and even thought he might be a little crazed, but he laughed along with him anyway.

After he seemed able to talk, Harry spoke though he was still grinning. "No, I mean like getting stronger. I'm already 'Wise beyond my years' and I have a 'haunted look to my eyes.' There's no need for me to get older mentally, just physically. If they come back and see me," he said pointing to his chest. "They'll feel as though I'm a vulnerable child who needs to be protected."

"So you want me to put a buffing up charm on you?" Ron asked, suddenly liking the idea.

"No, I want you to start training with me." Ron's face lost all of it's light.

"Like running at eight in the morning and fighting each other?" He said getting excited at the last part.

"No," Ron shook his head, "more like running at six." Ron fell back in a mock faint. "Come on, we could use it. It'll help me with my parents and Voldemort when I next see him and….." he trailed off waiting for Ron to open his eyes, "it will help you with snagging Hermione!" He said before tumbling down the hill as Ron pushed him.

AN: please remember to REVIEW! I know this may seem a bit fluffy and unoriginal with Harry getting "buff" but I assure you he will not become an instant muscle magnet over one summer. If you have any thoughts on the pairings in this story please REVIEW. Though I will most likely put Ron and Hermione together the other characters are still up for grabs.

I will be explaining exactly how James and Lily are alive in a later chapter.

****omg quick story I *thought* I updated ch 1- my mistake I did the prologue again, then I found there was a mistype in the prologue-lily and james died in 81 not 85-thx to my reviewer elizabeth……..sry its late im leaving 4 vacation 2morrow at 6-its 11:15 now- so im drinkin cups of coffee so I can get this up, FOR YOU GUYS!!!!!! Pleaser REVIEW. I will not be able to post again until the 21 when I return.