Title: True Identities

Author: Gia

E-Mail: divinechild18hotmail.com

Rating: PG-13

Pairing: None

Time: 5th Year

Summary: One dinner with his Sirius in the Leaky Cauldron changes Harry's life forever. A man, desperate from the loss of his own son, insists that Harry Potter is his son. What will Harry's friends do to get Harry back? And will Harry be able to handle the truth?

Disclaimer: I own not a thing.

Author Notes: Wow.. thanks for all the wonderful reviews! I thought everyone would absolutely hate it!! This has really got me going, and I'll be working hard to get this story on the roll.

"Quite the early bird, eh Mark?"

Mark's boss, John Pastor smiled jovially at him, waving him into his office. Blinking confusedly, Mark headed inside the office. Last time he'd been in here was when he'd gotten the news that...

"Take a seat Mark, take a seat." John pointed to a red plush chair, offering him a drink, which Mark politely declined. John shrugged, taking a seat in front of him, leaning forward on his arms. He seemed to be regarding Mark, before turning to his computer and clicking away.

Wondering what he was doing here, Mark opted for just staying put till the other man had something to say. He started to twiddle his thumbs, something he'd been doing since he was a child when he was nervous or bored. He was snapped out of his stupor by a loud beeping sound, which turned out to come from John's computer.

John's solemn face turned to him. "Mark.. when was the last time since you've been in London? Hmm? Months? Years?"

Mark blinked. This wasn't like his boss. He had never brought up the subject, it was still very sensitive. However, if it dealt with any of his prior jobs then... "It's been a few years. Why, John? Why bring this up?"

"Our company, Mark, its not nearing bankruptcy but it is a possible thing in the future. The best thing I can do without laying off too many people is to merge with another company. The company's representative wants to meet you there in some place.. Leaky.. Leaky something."

"Leaky Cauldron!" Mark suddenly exclaimed.

John raised his eyebrow but said nothing. "Yeah, Leaky Cauldron. At 7 in the evening, tonight."

"Tonight? Sir, isn't that a bit--"

"Relax, our client happens to be paying for all expenses. He had said something about the transportation waiting at your home."

"My home, sir?"

He nodded distractedly to him, the ringing phone clearly the signal that he could leave. The entire day, while Mark was busy filing their system, he couldn't help but remember his boss mentioning 'Leaky Cauldron'. Whoever this guy was, he was most definitely a wizard.

"--rebellions had ended 1963. Two rolls of parchment on the reasons why next week. You may leave."

The sounds of parchment being hastily pushed into bags erupted in the room, as students were finally glad to leave Professor Binns room. Other students rudely awakened some, while the unfortunate others were dragged out of the room, still asleep.

"What a nightmare! Is it me, or has he gotten more.. monotone?"

"Ron, what he's telling us is very important for the exams and--"

"Yes, yes, important for our future too. Why don't you just write it on paper and I'll keep it around in my pocket."

Hermione slapped Ron lightly on the arm, while he just grinned in her direction. Harry watched on, amused that they seemed to be... flirting.

'Go Ron!' Harry silently cheered. He walked on ahead into the Great Hall, hoping to give the two some privacy. It was a good start for the day, Harry figured. He'd just be fine. Absolutely fine.

"Mr. Potter."

Looking up, Harry's eyes met that of his Potions Master. His looming figure seemed to tower over him, but Harry made no move to step back. Adjusting his bag over his shoulder, Harry tried to politely ask 'Yes?'. For an answer, he merely sneered at Harry's reply, and this little thing made Harry want to just turn and walk away from him.

'Slimy git..'

Snape dropped his voice lower, but it still rang with painful clarity.

"Your pet has come for a visit."

Blinking owlishly, Harry gazed confused at him, before realizing whom he was talking about. Sirius. Containing his excitement, he forgot all about dinner.

"He has invited you for dinner at the Leaky Cauldron. He has properly disguised himself with my.. expertise. I trust you to be discreet upon meeting him, he is of course, portraying someone else." His lips twitched, trying to fight a smile.

Harry saw this but decided to shrug it off. He nodded enthusiastically at Snape, and they both set off to the Leaky Cauldron.

'Nothing could go wrong!' Harry thought joyously. His friends were realizing their attraction to each other, he hadn't thought of Cedric-- well doing something, and he was going to see his Godfather!

"Father's acting as a representative to some muggle company. He's not friends with muggles of course, but he's doing it to stretch control for You-Know-Who." Draco drawled.

Crabbe and Goyle listened. Or just looked like they were listening. Draco could never tell. He waited for a minute or two, since Crabbe or Goyle made some 'grunt' to make up for conversation. Shrugging, he continued.

"Father wasn't pleased with the arrangement, but it would please the Dark Lord. And everyone," he slurred 'everyone' importantly, "knows how my Father is in You-Know-Who's inner circle."

His eyes glinted maliciously at the thought, not really understanding the depth of what his Father had promised him long ago. He would be a death eater in 7th year. Glory and riches awaited him. Such an easy deal.

But easy? I think not.

John let him off early. He seemed to not trust whatever transportation was waiting at Mark's house, so he relieved him for today. Thanking John, Mark said he'd go to the restroom and then head home. What John didn't know, was that Mark would apparate home. Mark didn't want to associate with magic all that much, but when it was more convenient than spending too much money, it was okay.

With a pop that signified his coming, his wife, Grace welcomed him. They had a quiet dinner, idly talking about work before Grace had said there was something in the mail for him. She had brought the brown box to the table, it was already unwrapped but not pulled open. Brushing his hands off with a napkin, he pulled it apart. To his complete surprise, there was nothing inside apart from a folded sheet of paper and an old tattered book.

He opted for picking up the paper first. His eyes scanned the letter, and quickly surmised the representative, who was most definitely a wizard, had sent him a portkey. He let his wife read the letter, as he regarded the book. It was already 6:30, meaning he should make a fast decision. If it would save his work, than..

"I won't pack anything. I'll just pop by in Diagon Alley if I need anything Grace, no need to worry."

Nodding hesitantly, she knew that it was hard going back. Too many memories. Kissing him goodbye, she watched as he touched the portkey and disappeared.

"Good luck, Mark."

Sirius was not happy. He was mad.

Correction, he was furious. Here he was, waiting for his godson, wearing a bloody dress!

'Snape and his sadistic ways! That bastard, he knew!'

It was already a long while since the whole Sirius Black fiasco, so he decided it was time to stop by and spend some time with his godson. Bonding time, man to man.

'Not woman to man!' he thought angrily.

Grumbling to him--herself, she made sure to sit in the way back of the pub. What he should focus on is having a good time with his godson, and that was that. He heard the chiming of bells, and looked to see the door of the Leaky Cauldron open. In stepped Snape 'that slimy git!' and Harry.

He put on a happy smile, and watched as Harry cautiously followed from behind Snape. Whether it was sympathy or just something else, Snape made sure to block Harry's view. Sirius's brown eyes met Snape's, and he could see the amusement written in those dark depths. 'He's enjoying this! Why I oughta--"

"Bloody hell!"

When Snape stepped back to let Harry see his godfather, he wasn't expecting.. a woman. Raising an eyebrow in his Potions Master's direction, he noted that Snape was avoiding eye contact, a grim smile on his face. Harry's little outburst wasn't loud, which was a good thing, but it still made Sirius want to kill Snape that very moment.

When Harry took a seat in front of Sirius, Snape murmured that he'd be at another table and left. Silence reigned over the table, with Harry looking down at his hands, twiddling his thumbs. Sirius unconsciously patted his--her hair down, and stared at the window. He was counting down and working up his courage, clearing her throat a bit, he addressed Harry.

"So, Harry, how's school?"

Looking up, Harry couldn't take it anymore. He burst out laughing, uncontrollable giggles, pounding his hands on the table.

'Er..'

Sirius was no longer furious. He was just plain embarrassed.

Mark landed on steady legs, reflexes still there. Dusting himself off, he looked up, the sign Leaky Cauldron swinging in the wind. He approached the door and walked in. He had just realized how did the guy he was meeting look like? He mentally shrugged, and opted for eating dinner first and then asking around.

Not wanting to attract any attention, he quickly walked to the counter and ordered some food. Paying quickly, he walked towards the back of the room. He briefly noted a young looking boy laughing with what appeared to be his mother or aunt.

'Nice to see mother and son bonding together' he thought.

Eating his dinner, Mark couldn't help but feel like he knew the boy from somewhere. But that couldn't be, he'd never been here for a long time. He decided he just looked like someone he knew, painfully shoving a sudden image of his son to the back of his head.

Lucius Malfoy approached the doors to the Leaky Cauldron stiffly. The sooner they were done, the better. Not knowing whom to look for, he was interrupted when he heard boyish laughter. Turning his head to his far left, he saw the back of a head of a woman, and a laughing boy--

"Harry Potter." he muttered in his breath.

Doing what all Malfoy's could not resist, he walked towards the said boy. Perhaps he could drop by, freak the hell out of them with some cutting remarks, and then look for the man.

He approached their table, and watched in satisfaction as Harry immediately stopped laughing, and look at him with hatred. The woman turned her head, and glared at him as well.

"Malfoy!" she spat.

Not knowing how she knew him, he shrugged it off.

"Well, well, if it's Harry Potter. And, who is your.. attractive friend here?"

Harry was torn between telling Lucius to sod off, or burst out laughing when he said 'attractive' friend. Sirius made the decision, yelling sod off.

"My, feisty are we?" Smirking annoyingly in Harry's opinion, he stood in his position, unaware of their one silent audience.

"--Harry Potter..."

Mark almost choked on his food. He looked up, trying to get a better look. Harry Potter? That adorable one-year-old with those beautiful hazel eyes? Edward Blake's favorite playmate. His only playmate. Here?

Scooting his chair to the right, so he could get full view. He watched as Lucius spoke to them. Grinned as the woman told him to sod off, and hoped that Harry would look up. Maybe I could finally say hi, ask how he's doing..

At that instant, Harry looked up.

"My, feisty are we?"

Sirius was ready to slap Lucius silly. He just ruined his and his godson's bonding moment.. even if Harry only laughed the entire time. It was supposed to be a good dinner. And this pompous prick comes along all high and mighty. Oh, how Sirius wanted to punch him..

Sirius took a quick look around, knowing that he would create a scene. Something he did not want to do. Besides, if he could just shake Lucius off, then he could start talking with his godson.

Opening her mouth to say 'leave' he heard Harry give a sharp intake of breath. Both Lucius and Sirius followed Harry's line of vision, before landing on a man. Mark Blake.

"Edward?" came a choked whisper.

A/N: YAY!! END OF CHAPTER TWO!!!

So, how do you like it? Another cliffhanger, hehe.. I just can't get enough of them, can I? Ouch, poor Mark. Harry's or should I say, Edward, is about to get a very rude awakening.. hehe.. I can't wait!

I'm not sure if I can get chapter three tomorrow, since school starts up again. I'll try though, but I can't make any guarantees sighs so sorry!

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