Disclaimer: HP. Does not belong to me. Unfortunately.
Harry felt oddly comforted walking down the dark corridors of Hogwarts at night. The only light they could see was the silvery glimmer of the Hogwarts ghosts floating passed as they went on their way.
As they approached the stone gargoyle Remus waved his wand "nox" the light at the tip of his wand went out and he gave a sidelong glance at Harry.
"Sugar quills and bon bons" Remus explained to gargoyle and it sprang to life and stepped aside.
Remus ascended the stairs, with Harry close behind him.
Once at the top he knocked loudly on the door.
Knock. Knock.
"Come in" the voice was like music to Harry's ears. Dumbledore would figure everything out.
Remus took hold of Harry's hand and gently pulled him inside.
"Hello Mr Lupin" Dumbledore was exactly how Harry remembered him in his own time.
A long silver, white beard trailed underneath the desk, long slender pale fingers held a small quill that was hovering a few centimetres above a piece of parchment and his half moon glasses were perched on the end of his long crooked nose, concealing piercing deep blue eyes.
Dumbledore smiled at Remus and turned his gaze towards Harry, who was starting to feel slightly nervous.
Many different thoughts ran though his head at once.
What if he doesn't believe you?...what if he thinks you death eater in disguise?? Harry shook his head and pushed the ridiculous thoughts from his mind.
"Hello" Harry was jolted out of his train of thought and lifted his head to lock eyes with the elderly, but powerful headmaster.
"And who might you be?" Harry suddenly felt very angry and upset, but then he remembered, he was not is his own time.
So obviously Dumbledore did not know him, hell no one knew him!
Harry felt a small squeeze and momentarily looked downwards. Remus was still holding his hand, suddenly feeling a lot better Harry smiled up at Dumbledore.
"My name...is...Harry" he finished lamely but Dumbledore did seem to notice the pauses or he just did not mention them.
"Harry...Harry?...ummm..?" what's my last name!! Harry thought franticly.
Ummm??? Harry felt a small tug at the back of his brain "Jameson!" he bellowed. Jameson?? Oh very clever James's son: Jameson ha ha ha he thought dryly before repeating at a more appropriate level of volume "Jameson. Harry Jameson"
Dumbledore stared at Harry over his glasses and smiled.
"Welcome to Hogwarts Mr Jameson" he turned to Remus.
"Where did you find him?" he asked leaning over the desk slightly. As Remus began to relay the story to Dumbledore, something in his office caught Harry's eyes.
A smile came over him and he walked calmly next to Dumbledore's desk. Reaching out a hand he stroked the bird's bright red and gold plumage.
"Hey Fawkes" he whispered quietly, sensing that Harry was no threat the striking phoenix outstretched its wings and flew onto Harry's shoulder.
Dumbledore had stopped talking and both him and Remus watched as Harry sat down in the nearest armchair and began patting the phoenix.
Turning away Harry caught Remus's eye. He was clearly surprised, and then Harry turned to the headmaster.
Harry couldn't tell what Dumbledore thought, the only thing his face gave away was the slight twinkle in his eyes.
"Remus, could you leave Mr Jameson and I alone for a moment. There are many things for us to discuss" Remus looked surprised but nodded and left the room.
Dumbledore stood up from behind his desk.
"You know Fawkes", it wasn't so much a question but more of a statement.
Harry decided it was fruitless to lie.
"Yes I do...you see professor...", Harry was about to tell him when Dumbledore held up a hand to stop him from going any further.
"It's alright Mr Potter I will hear the story from you later, but I must warn you not to tell me anything of the future. It could destroy the future you are accustomed to and decimate the time zone if you do" Harry was shocked, actually shocked was three minutes ago now he was extremely curious of how Dumbledore knew who he was.
Leaning down under the table he pulled out a very familiar looking piece of parchment from his lap.
"Mr filch confiscated this from four very troublesome fifth years this morning and it
Was turned in to my office" he exclaimed "I believe you know what it is?" he handed Harry the map and leaned back in his chair.
"The marauders map" Harry whispered and he dug into his pocket and pulled out his older, more worn copy.
Harry gave the headmaster a genuine grin and handed the other map back to him while placing his own within the many confinements of his robes.
"Well, now that we have that settled and you have a new last name, can't have you going around with the same name as Mr James Potter can we? We need to sort you into a house", Professor Dumbledore flicked his wand and the sorting hat came flying off its perch on the book cabinet into the elder mans hands.
Harry took the hat from Dumbledore and placed it timidly on his head.
Ahh Mr Potter fancy seeing you again the small voice in his ear said. Hmmm well... Harry raised an eyebrow and asked "how do you who I am? I..." he trailed off when the voice came back I remember every person I have sorted whether it be in this time or the next. Now where to put you...I know, you tried to argue against it but I will grant no such interference this time... "SLYTHERIN!!" the hat shouted the last part and a small voice entered in the back of Harry's mind.
'We can expect great things from you Mr Potter.' Harry shivered as he remembered his time at Ollivanders wand shop.
"We can expect great things from you Mr Potter, after all he-who-must-mot-be-named did great things, terrible, but great".
Dumbledore gave him a smile and told him the password to the Slytherin common room 'Salazar's Haven'.
"You will find there is a set of robes down there for you" he told Harry before Harry slipped out of the office and down the dungeons where Slytherins 'lair' was.
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