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Chapter 2

With the Good…

Harry whirled around to come face to face with three of the most important people to him. Sirius was grinning madly, the happiness evident in his light blue eyes. He looked much happier than he had looked throughout the time Harry had known him. The only time Harry had truly seen him happy was when he said he'd love to live with him. Sirius' black hair was pulled back neatly and he looked clean shaven. He wore a large black cloak over a black t-shirt and the same colour jeans. Similar to Harry he wore black leather boots, which he seemed to be rather fond of.

His father, James Potter seemed to be rather elated the meeting was not as serious and short lived as the previous one. A mop of unruly black hair stood upon his head and hazel eyes peeked from behind round glasses. He was clad in a black cloak not unlike Sirius' and he wore a dark grey shirt underneath. He wore the same black jeans and leather boots Sirius did.

His eyes showed the opposite of what he had witnessed in Snape's memory; they shone with kindness and compassion but they also showed a great amount of protectiveness. It made it difficult to be mad because of what he had done.

Harry looked at his mother, her face was tear stricken. Her auburn hair reached her midriff and overjoyed emerald eyes looked at him with pride. White dress robes flowed gracefully over her body, making her look angelic. The neck of the dress was shaped like a V to reveal a tear shaped, emerald pendant. The chain was a flawless silver and it glittered beautifully in the light. From the elbows the sleeves flared out to truly look like something an angel would wear. White cloth slippers could be seen under the bottom of the dress, which barely skimmed the earth. What really stood out were her ears; they were pointed the way he imagined and elves would. This was all too confusing for him.

"W-what? H-h-how?" he stuttered weakly.

Lily couldn't restrain herself any longer and she surged forward into a hug. Harry smiled happily; he was finally feeling what it would be like to be hugged by his mother. As soon as Lily let go he was wrapped up in the warm embrace of his father. When he was released from the hug, he looked at his godfather and launched himself into his arms.

When Sirius and Harry parted Lily and James sat them on some chair that had appeared out of thin air, which they probably had. Once they were seated Harry tried again, "Am I dead?" he immediately felt stupid asking the question; especially when Lily started to laugh. It wasn't a scathing laugh but a merry laugh that would make any heart warm had they heard it. Her voice had the same effect.

"No, no, no," she shook her head amusedly, "Tonight, the four of you are coming into your inheritance."

"That doesn't ex-" he stopped realising what she had said, "Four? Inheritance?"

Lily smiled and teased, "Impatient, aren't we Harry? Well, you and the other three awaken tonight."

"What other three?" he asked frowning his face in confusion.

"The others in you saw in the-" she paused seemingly looking for the right word, "-vision."

"Oh." he said wishing he had something more intelligent to say. "What do you mean by, er, in-awaken?"

Lily seemed deep in thought and Harry thought she might not answer when, "In the prophesy it talked about Erebus of Darkness, Aurora of Twilight, Silvanus of the Forest and the Themis of Knowledge Lost. You know the last two are.-" Harry nodded his head, "- You are Erebus of Darkness." Harry's eyes widened in shock but Lily continued, "That is what or who you are awakening as."

"How can I 'awaken' as someone else?" he asked.

"You are not awakening as someone else, your true self is awakening inside you." She smiled, showing her perfect white teeth. Harry was perplexed but did not voice his confusion. Lily seemingly sensing it added, "Don't worry, you'll understand soon enough." She hugged him like she'd wanted to do for the last fifteen years and her eyes were glistening with unshed tears. Harry returned the hug and smiled.

As soon as they parted he said, "One more question."

"Fire away." Sirius answered, grin still firmly in place.

"How am I able to see and talk to you if I'm not dead?" he had wanted to ask this first but got sidetracked.

James answered this time, "We are not truly dead, we are spirits although not like the ghosts you've seen. We're famous, maybe you've heard of us." at this Harry gave him an odd look, "Introducing…" he paused dramatically making Harry get impatient.

Without warning there was a knocking that echoed off the unseen walls of the room. Harry was sure if it wasn't so dark the room he was in would look enormous. Soon after that it sounded like a voice but he couldn't make out what was being said over the echoes.

He looked towards his parents and godfather questioningly only to see them fading away. "What's happening?" he asked panicking slightly.

"You're waking up!" she told him gloomily. She brought her hands to the back of her neck and seemed to be fidgeting with something. She stopped and took a step forward and placed something in his hand. She closed her hands around his, forcing him to do the same around the object. Then she said faintly, "I give you this so you will always be able to return. Until next time my son." She stood up on the tip of her toes and place a gentle kiss on his cheek. She joined James and Sirius and they waved to him until they had fully disappear.

Light started to obscure his vision and he clenched his eyes shut tightly. He, again heard the knocking, only it was sharper and there were no echoes. Slowly, he creaked one eye open and he opened the other when he realised he was back in the smallest bedroom of number four Privet Drive.

'Had it been just a dream?' he wondered until there was a knocking at his door.

"Boy!" Vernon bellowed, "Get your lazy self out of there!" Vernon didn't like that Harry got to sleep in and have peace since Moody had threatened him.

He heard a floor boards creak and he knew his whale of a cousin had joined his uncle outside his bedroom, "Maybe he ran away." Dudley said hopefully.

"I'll be right out," Harry called to them and grinned when he heard Dudley groan disappointedly.

Harry got out of bed and noticed his hand was still clenched. Slowly he opened his hand to reveal the emerald tear shaped pendant his mother had been wearing. This proved that it had not been a dream and if that was true, who were these three familiar people? They must be as confused as he was, Harry mused. He decided to think about it later when he could do so without being disturbed.

He clasped the pendant around his neck and proceeded to get dressed. As he passed the mirror in his wardrobe he gasped in shock; he looked the same as he had in his meeting with his parents and godfather.

He didn't know why he did it, but he closed his eyes and thought had about what he looked like before. As he was doing that he could feel the same feeling he got with the Polyjuice potion; the feeling bugs were crawling under his skin, only without the nasty taste. His eyes snapped open and he was looking into the same face he'd seen in the mirror for years.

It was then that a slightly puzzled Harry went downstairs in higher spirits than he had been in the past year.

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You know what? You guys are lucky! I was going to put a cliffhanger when James was saying 'Introducing'.

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