Title: Harry Potter And The Return Of The Marauders
Pairings: JP/LE
Rating: R
Parts: 5/?
Warnings: Post-OOTP, has spoilers. Do not read if you haven't read the 5th book! Also has Child Abuse and Rape
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns all the original Harry Potter characters and settings. Everything not owned by her is mine.
Summary: AU – Harry's Parents come back with Sirius. A few surprises, with new powers, new romances and new problems.
Key: "..." – Talking
'...' – Thinking
... Parseltongue
Authors Note: I had to. I seriously had to. I'm obsessed with time travel. Lol.
Thank you Meg and Shelley! They helped me and beta'd my story. So, it's better now =D!
Chapter Four – Panic, and Where He Went
Order Of The Phoenix, Headquarters
James cried out and raced down the stairs, "He's gone!"
Everyone spun and looked at him, Dumbledore spoke first, "What do you mean, James?"
"He's gone. There was a note on his bed, it said 'Happy Birthday, Mr. Potter. It's time' then there was a flash of light, then, he was gone," James said. He began pacing back and forth, nervously speaking, "Do you think it was from Voldemort?" he ignored the winced from the people around him, "What if it was? Do you think he's ok?"
Lily and Remus looked like they were going to cry while Sirius looked ready to attack who ever took his godson. Dumbledore started issuing orders to the members of the order, sending them off to random locations to look for Harry. His friends all stared at the table, worrying where he was. Molly started baking, working off her nervous energy.
No one knew that they wouldn't be seeing Harry for almost a week.
Hogwarts, Headmasters Office, Thousands of years in the past
Harry sat up and looked around. He knew where he was, but he could see there were differences. He looked around and his eyes fell on four people watching him, "Who are you?"
One of the people stood, she was a dark haired lady with crystal blue eyes, "Hello Harry Potter, my name is Rowena Ravenclaw."
Harry gaped, "B-b-but how?! You're dead!"
Rowena laughed, "We are. In your time. But you are no longer in that time. Let me introduce everyone, then I shall explain," she helped Harry stand and guided him to a chair. After he was seated she started introducing the other three occupants, "This is Helga Hufflepuff," a small woman stood up and bowed to Harry. She had a round face and seemed to radiant friendship. She sat back down, and a tall man stood. He was around 6 feet tall and he had long black hair and matching black eyes, "Salazar Slytherin," introduced Rowena, "And lastly, your ancestor, Godric Gryffindor."
Godric stood, "Hello Harry," he looked like Harry, with the messy black hair, boyish face, but unlike Harry, he had brown eyes, like his father did, and he didn't wear glasses. He was also much larger then Harry. He smiled at him before bowing and taking his seat again.
"Now, to explain," Rowena began, "I am a seer. I'm not entirely sure how well know that is in the future...anyway, I've had two visions, involving you, Harry. In one, you die at the hands of Tom Marvolo Riddle, and the world falls to darkness. The other was of us training you and preparing you for the battle that is going to come. We've discussed this at great lengths, and as you can tell, we've chosen to train you. A year will pass while you are here, but when you return, it will only have been a week. We will train you in Dueling, Wandless Magic, Swordsmanship, Potions, Transfiguration and Charms. When the year is finished you should be able to step into battle with Riddle and come out successful. Do you have any questions?"
"Uhm...Yes. Godric's my ancestor?" asked Harry, baffled.
Godric chuckled, "Yes, my dear boy, you are my heir, on your fathers side. My daughter is engaged to one Rigel Potter. They are getting married next year."
Harry was mumbling under his breath, when suddenly he swore, "That's what he meant! Only a true Gryffindor can pull the sword from the hat." Harry made a face, then looked up to the amused expressions of the founders, and blushed, "Second year, I pulled Gryffindor's Sword from the sorting hat, when I asked about that, all Dumbledore said was that a true Gryffindor could retrieve it. It took me till now to figure that out."
The founder chuckled softly for a moment and, when someone knocked on the door, said, "Come in Lord Zaniah."
The door opened and another man stepped into the room. He had piercing green eyes, like Harry's, and pointed ears. Harry gasped, "Y- You're an elf!?" Then he glanced at the founders again, and blushed deeply.
Rowena smiled at Harry, "Yes he is Harry, and he's also one of your ancestors."
Harry stared at her, "I-I'm part-elf?!"
She nodded, "Oh, I forgot, Harry Potter, Lord Ryle Zaniah. Lord Zaniah, Harry Potter. Lord Zaniah can explain the elven part of your heritage better then I can. Milord?"
Lord Zaniah smiled, "You can call me Ryle, my friends," he turned to Harry, "One of the elven seers have had a vision. In a few years, my oldest son will decide to live in the human realm, as a Muggle. He'll wear glamour charms and suppress his magic so he is only a Muggle."
"So, I have a relative, that's an elf, but lived as a Muggle?" asked Harry.
Ryle laughed, "Yes, my boy, that's about it."
Harry nodded slowly, letting all this information sink in. He frowned a little. 'I've gone from being the-boy-who-lived, to the-boy-who-lived, Gryffindor Heir and part-elf,' he thought to himself. He glanced up and the 5 adults in front of him, "Not to sound rude, but, Ryle, why are you here?"
Ryle chuckled a little and with a wave of his hand conjured a chair. He sat down and answered, "Even though the elven magic was locked away, I can unlock it. After I do this, I will teach you how to speak elven, and how use our magic."
"Ok...Uhm...can someone teach me how to be an animagi, please?" Harry asked timidly.
Godric smiled, "Yes we can, is there anything else you'd like to ask?" after Harry shook his head, Godric stood and motioned for Harry to stand as well. After Harry stood, Godric led him out of the office towards the hospital wing, "Ryle is going to unlock your magic in the hospital wing. It maybe painful, but you may also change in appearance as well. It depends on how much magic is locked away."
Harry was led to one of the private rooms in the wing and handed a gown. He changed quickly so Godric wouldn't see his injuries. After sitting down on the bed, he waiting for Ryle to come in, "Godric, is there any special magic I should know about from your line?"
"Yes there is, Harry," Godric answered, "You should be able to speak Phoenix."
"Cool!" Harry smiled. He sat there for a few minutes, then frowned, "I can speak parseltongue as well. I was told I got some of Riddle's magic when he tried to kill me, is that possible?"
Godric didn't answer for a few minutes, "Well, I suppose it is. This explains why you have a Guardian Snake wrapped around your neck then."
Harry realized for the first time that Isis was still wrapped around his neck. He smiled and spoke to him, "Sssorry Isssisss, I did not me to ignore you. Would you like to explore the cassstle?"
Isis nodded and slithered down Harry's arm to the floor, then left the room to go exploring. Harry looked at Godric and blinked. Godric didn't looked scared like everyone else did when he spoke to a snake, he looked, fascinated.
"I've heard Salazar speak parseltongue before, and it still fascinates me to hear it," Godric smiled, "It fascinates Salazar whenever I speak with my phoenix."
The door opened and Ryle walked in, "Are you ready, Harry?" When Harry nodded Ryle began chanting softly, while slowly moving his hands over Harry.
Harry lay there waiting, then he felt it. It was like a fire starting in the pit of his stomach slowly spreading outwards and through his body. As the burning began to fade, a new sensation began. It felt like he was being torn apart and put back together. Darkness crept into his mind and he slipped out of consciousness.
Responses:
kestral-girl: OOC...I need to learn what that means. Lol. Yeah, I like Snape being my own person. I really don't like him in the movie or book. He just makes me want to throttle him! You know...I can see Isis used for both, but, it doesn't bother me. Criticism is good, at least it's not flaming!
And thank you to everyone else!
Note:
Ryle – R-ee-l
Zaniah – Z-an-ee-ah
This isn't my best chapter, but, next I will try and make up for it in the next chapter. Promise!
Pairings: JP/LE
Rating: R
Parts: 5/?
Warnings: Post-OOTP, has spoilers. Do not read if you haven't read the 5th book! Also has Child Abuse and Rape
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns all the original Harry Potter characters and settings. Everything not owned by her is mine.
Summary: AU – Harry's Parents come back with Sirius. A few surprises, with new powers, new romances and new problems.
Key: "..." – Talking
'...' – Thinking
... Parseltongue
Authors Note: I had to. I seriously had to. I'm obsessed with time travel. Lol.
Thank you Meg and Shelley! They helped me and beta'd my story. So, it's better now =D!
Chapter Four – Panic, and Where He Went
Order Of The Phoenix, Headquarters
James cried out and raced down the stairs, "He's gone!"
Everyone spun and looked at him, Dumbledore spoke first, "What do you mean, James?"
"He's gone. There was a note on his bed, it said 'Happy Birthday, Mr. Potter. It's time' then there was a flash of light, then, he was gone," James said. He began pacing back and forth, nervously speaking, "Do you think it was from Voldemort?" he ignored the winced from the people around him, "What if it was? Do you think he's ok?"
Lily and Remus looked like they were going to cry while Sirius looked ready to attack who ever took his godson. Dumbledore started issuing orders to the members of the order, sending them off to random locations to look for Harry. His friends all stared at the table, worrying where he was. Molly started baking, working off her nervous energy.
No one knew that they wouldn't be seeing Harry for almost a week.
Hogwarts, Headmasters Office, Thousands of years in the past
Harry sat up and looked around. He knew where he was, but he could see there were differences. He looked around and his eyes fell on four people watching him, "Who are you?"
One of the people stood, she was a dark haired lady with crystal blue eyes, "Hello Harry Potter, my name is Rowena Ravenclaw."
Harry gaped, "B-b-but how?! You're dead!"
Rowena laughed, "We are. In your time. But you are no longer in that time. Let me introduce everyone, then I shall explain," she helped Harry stand and guided him to a chair. After he was seated she started introducing the other three occupants, "This is Helga Hufflepuff," a small woman stood up and bowed to Harry. She had a round face and seemed to radiant friendship. She sat back down, and a tall man stood. He was around 6 feet tall and he had long black hair and matching black eyes, "Salazar Slytherin," introduced Rowena, "And lastly, your ancestor, Godric Gryffindor."
Godric stood, "Hello Harry," he looked like Harry, with the messy black hair, boyish face, but unlike Harry, he had brown eyes, like his father did, and he didn't wear glasses. He was also much larger then Harry. He smiled at him before bowing and taking his seat again.
"Now, to explain," Rowena began, "I am a seer. I'm not entirely sure how well know that is in the future...anyway, I've had two visions, involving you, Harry. In one, you die at the hands of Tom Marvolo Riddle, and the world falls to darkness. The other was of us training you and preparing you for the battle that is going to come. We've discussed this at great lengths, and as you can tell, we've chosen to train you. A year will pass while you are here, but when you return, it will only have been a week. We will train you in Dueling, Wandless Magic, Swordsmanship, Potions, Transfiguration and Charms. When the year is finished you should be able to step into battle with Riddle and come out successful. Do you have any questions?"
"Uhm...Yes. Godric's my ancestor?" asked Harry, baffled.
Godric chuckled, "Yes, my dear boy, you are my heir, on your fathers side. My daughter is engaged to one Rigel Potter. They are getting married next year."
Harry was mumbling under his breath, when suddenly he swore, "That's what he meant! Only a true Gryffindor can pull the sword from the hat." Harry made a face, then looked up to the amused expressions of the founders, and blushed, "Second year, I pulled Gryffindor's Sword from the sorting hat, when I asked about that, all Dumbledore said was that a true Gryffindor could retrieve it. It took me till now to figure that out."
The founder chuckled softly for a moment and, when someone knocked on the door, said, "Come in Lord Zaniah."
The door opened and another man stepped into the room. He had piercing green eyes, like Harry's, and pointed ears. Harry gasped, "Y- You're an elf!?" Then he glanced at the founders again, and blushed deeply.
Rowena smiled at Harry, "Yes he is Harry, and he's also one of your ancestors."
Harry stared at her, "I-I'm part-elf?!"
She nodded, "Oh, I forgot, Harry Potter, Lord Ryle Zaniah. Lord Zaniah, Harry Potter. Lord Zaniah can explain the elven part of your heritage better then I can. Milord?"
Lord Zaniah smiled, "You can call me Ryle, my friends," he turned to Harry, "One of the elven seers have had a vision. In a few years, my oldest son will decide to live in the human realm, as a Muggle. He'll wear glamour charms and suppress his magic so he is only a Muggle."
"So, I have a relative, that's an elf, but lived as a Muggle?" asked Harry.
Ryle laughed, "Yes, my boy, that's about it."
Harry nodded slowly, letting all this information sink in. He frowned a little. 'I've gone from being the-boy-who-lived, to the-boy-who-lived, Gryffindor Heir and part-elf,' he thought to himself. He glanced up and the 5 adults in front of him, "Not to sound rude, but, Ryle, why are you here?"
Ryle chuckled a little and with a wave of his hand conjured a chair. He sat down and answered, "Even though the elven magic was locked away, I can unlock it. After I do this, I will teach you how to speak elven, and how use our magic."
"Ok...Uhm...can someone teach me how to be an animagi, please?" Harry asked timidly.
Godric smiled, "Yes we can, is there anything else you'd like to ask?" after Harry shook his head, Godric stood and motioned for Harry to stand as well. After Harry stood, Godric led him out of the office towards the hospital wing, "Ryle is going to unlock your magic in the hospital wing. It maybe painful, but you may also change in appearance as well. It depends on how much magic is locked away."
Harry was led to one of the private rooms in the wing and handed a gown. He changed quickly so Godric wouldn't see his injuries. After sitting down on the bed, he waiting for Ryle to come in, "Godric, is there any special magic I should know about from your line?"
"Yes there is, Harry," Godric answered, "You should be able to speak Phoenix."
"Cool!" Harry smiled. He sat there for a few minutes, then frowned, "I can speak parseltongue as well. I was told I got some of Riddle's magic when he tried to kill me, is that possible?"
Godric didn't answer for a few minutes, "Well, I suppose it is. This explains why you have a Guardian Snake wrapped around your neck then."
Harry realized for the first time that Isis was still wrapped around his neck. He smiled and spoke to him, "Sssorry Isssisss, I did not me to ignore you. Would you like to explore the cassstle?"
Isis nodded and slithered down Harry's arm to the floor, then left the room to go exploring. Harry looked at Godric and blinked. Godric didn't looked scared like everyone else did when he spoke to a snake, he looked, fascinated.
"I've heard Salazar speak parseltongue before, and it still fascinates me to hear it," Godric smiled, "It fascinates Salazar whenever I speak with my phoenix."
The door opened and Ryle walked in, "Are you ready, Harry?" When Harry nodded Ryle began chanting softly, while slowly moving his hands over Harry.
Harry lay there waiting, then he felt it. It was like a fire starting in the pit of his stomach slowly spreading outwards and through his body. As the burning began to fade, a new sensation began. It felt like he was being torn apart and put back together. Darkness crept into his mind and he slipped out of consciousness.
Responses:
kestral-girl: OOC...I need to learn what that means. Lol. Yeah, I like Snape being my own person. I really don't like him in the movie or book. He just makes me want to throttle him! You know...I can see Isis used for both, but, it doesn't bother me. Criticism is good, at least it's not flaming!
And thank you to everyone else!
Note:
Ryle – R-ee-l
Zaniah – Z-an-ee-ah
This isn't my best chapter, but, next I will try and make up for it in the next chapter. Promise!