Everything Your Heart Desires

By: EvelynRose

Chapter 3

Joking Around

Harry walked closely behind his godfather, eager to meet his father.

James Potter was sitting at the dining room table with his wand out, transfiguring random items into food.

Harry looked around and noticed that his aunt was asleep on the couch. He was under the impression that his parents and Sirius had neglected to revive her.

"Morning Harry, sleep well?" James Potter asked his son.

He nodded.

"Y-You're alive?" Harry said, beginning to fully believe that this wasn't just some crazy dream. He pinched himself just to be sure. It wasn't a dream, it was all real. His parent's were really alive again. His godfather was really alive again. It was all too good to be true.

"Yeah, I'm alive n' kickn'," James replied.

"I really didn't notice Dad," he replied. Dad. Such a simple word, yet so foreign to him.

"It's a wonder your uncle and cousin haven't woken up yet," Sirius said, a grin playing on his gaunt face.

"Yeah it is...wait, what did you do?" Harry questioned suspiciously.

"What do you mean, 'What did I do?" Sirius retorted, an innocent look spreading across his worn features.

"Come on, when there are two former Marauders in one house, how could you not have done something. Besides, Dudley never sleeps this late, by this time he's usually devouring the kitchen," Harry replied knowingly.

Sirius's face fell. "All right, you caught me. Prongs and I stunned the oaf's while your mother was explaining the 'situation' to her sister. Your aunt fainted and we've yet to revive her," Sirius told him.

Harry laughed. He was starting to get used to the whole having parents deal.

"Come on, let's eat," Sirius suggested, his stomach growling to punctuate the sentence.

Harry told his parents all about his years at Hogwarts over bacon and eggs.

"In my first year, me, Ron, and Hermione saved the Sorcerer's Stone from Voldemort. He was using our defense teacher as a host to get near me. Then in my second year, Mrs. Norris was petrified, along with several muggle-borns. A message on the wall said that everyone was to beware of the Heir of Slytherin. At the Dueling Club, when it was my turn, Malfoy sent a snake at me and I talked to it in Parseltounge. Everyone thought I was the Heir of Slytherin. Then Ron's little sister, Ginny, was taken into the Chamber of Secrets, so Ron and I went and rescued her, after figuring out what the creature terrorizing Hogwarts' was. There I met Tom Riddle, Voldemort. He was using his old school diary to teal power from Ginny. I saved her and killed the Basilisk. I got a fang in the arm though, but Fawkes healed me," Harry stopped.

"Y-You can talk to snakes?" Lily asked her son, baffled.

"Yeah. Professor Dumbledore says that Voldemort transferred some of his power to me the night he tried to kill me, unintentionally of course. The first time I talked to a snake was when we went to the zoo for Dudley's 11th birthday. I talked to a Brazilian boa constrictor, then when Dudley shoved me out of the way, I vanished the glass of the enclosure. He fell in and the snake went out. The funniest part was when he tried to get out, the glass was back. Aunt Petunia was horrified. This was before I knew I was a wizard," he explained.

"Cool. I wish I could talk to snakes," James said in awe.

"Go on," Lily urged him, eager to know of his other adventures.

"The summer before my third year, Aunt Marge came to visit. I made a bargain with Uncle Vernon; he'd sign my Hogsmead permission form, if I behaved while Aunt Marge was here. I almost succeeded, but when she kept insulting you guys," Harry looked at his mother and father, "I lost my temper and she blew up. Literally."

James and Sirius howled with laughter, while Lily tried to stifle a giggle, wanting to be the responsible parent.

"Since I figured that I'd already done underage magic, what could it hurt if I did more? So I collected all my belongings and left. I lugged my trunk all the way to Magnolia Crescent, then stopped for a while. That was the first time I saw Sirius, he was in his animagus form, of course. I took the Knight Bus to the Leaky Cauldron, and stayed there for the rest of the summer," he paused.

"I then found out that a mass murderer was out to get me," Harry stared pointedly at Sirius, "and decided to be a 'little' more careful. The school year went off without a hitch, unless you count Trelawney predicting my horrible and violent death every Divination class. Oh, and the numerous times Sirius Black snuck into the castle."

"Hey, it's not entirely my fault, I was trying to capture Wormtail so I could get my name cleared," Sirius said defensively.

"Professor Lupin was our best defense teacher though. He even got the map back from Snape for me. It was pretty funny when it insulted him though. Mr. Moony advises him to keep his abnormally large nose out of other peoples business," Harry quoted.

James sniggered. "Glad to see old Sinevillus got a bit of what he deserved," he said.

Harry continued, "At the end of the year, Ron, Hermione, and I ended up in the Shrieking Shack with Moony and Padfoot. They explained how Sirius was innocent, and made Peter transform. They wanted to kill him, but I stopped them, saying that I don't think my dad would've wanted his two best friends to become murderers on account of this piece of filth. But luck apparently wasn't in our favor. Moony hadn't taken his Wolfsbane potion, and he transformed. Sirius transformed too and kept him away from us, but Peter got away, and the next year, helped Voldemort return. Sirius was going to be given the kiss, but Hermione and I went back in time with her time turner, and save Sirius and Hagrid's hippogriff, Buckbeak. I guess everything turned out ok in the end."

"Seems that you get in one deadly situation after another. One question though, why did Hermione have a time turner? I used one to get to my classes in fourth and fifth year," Lily asked her son.

"That's why she had it. She was usually in four classes at once. I don't know how she did it. But it came in handy later, that's for sure," he told his mother.

"This Hermione sounds a lot like your mother, brainy, overachiever, obsessed about homework," James assessed.

"That pretty much sums up Hermione. She and Ron like each other, but they won't admit it. All they do is fight. It's driving me insane," Harry replied.

"Sounds like you two, always in a row about something or other. Neither wanting to be the one to give up," Sirius teased. Lily shot a death glare at him. If looks could kill, Sirius would be six feet under.

"What about your fourth year?" James asked, interested.

"Well, that was the year Hogwarts hosted the Triwizard Tournament. I was chosen as the fourth champion. I tackled a dragon in the first task, rescued Ron from merpeople in the second task, and battled numerous things in the third task. The last task was a maze with many obstacles. The first champion to reach the center and tough the Triwizard cup would be the winner. Cedric, the other Hogwarts champion, and I both touched the cup at the same time. We didn't know that the cup was a portkey, set to take me to the Riddle Mansion. Where Voldemort was waiting. H-He ordered Wormtail to 'kill the spare' and tie me up against a headstone. Peter took a drop of my blood and cut off his own arm to make the potion that would bring Voldemort back to life. He had to use the blood of any enemy, but he chose me because if he used my blood, then the protection you left on me, would be know use," he said, looking at his mother.

The three adults were sober. Lily and James couldn't believe what their son had been through. No one that young deserved to be put through such misery.

"When Voldemort and I dueled, because our wands are brothers, a gold thread appeared between the tow wands. Shadows came out of Voldemort's wand. Shadows of Cedric, an old man, Bertha Jorkins, and the last people he killed before turning his wand upon me," Harry said sadly.

"Shadows o-of us?" Lily whispered. Harry only nodded. Sirius watched and listened, finding nothing to say.

"The shadows told me they would distract Voldemort while I escaped. Cedric's shadow asked me to take his body back, and I did. I broke the connection and ran for the cup. I grabbed Cedric's cold wrist and we were suddenly back at Hogwarts. I explained to Dumbledore what had happened, and he told Minister Fudge, but he didn't believe me. Said I had been feeding Dumbledore one crackpot story after another, and that I was probably just a raving lunatic. I didn't much care about his opinion, and frankly, I still don't give a damn about what he has to say," Harry finished.

"Watch your language young man!" Lily said sternly.

"Sorry," he replied.

Harry was a bit hesitant about telling of his fifth year, but he did anyway.

"Last summer I was practically cut off from the rest of the world. No one believed me about Voldemort. Nothing had been happening either. No mysterious deaths or disappearances. Tom was keeping a low profile, as far as I could tell. Then half way through the summer, I was out walking with Dudley, when Dementors appeared. I had my wand with me. So I cast the Patronus charm. The ministry wanted to snap my wand, but Dumbledore persuaded them not to. So I had a hearing instead. A few days later, members from the Order came to take me to Headquarters."

"After quite a few fun filled cleaning sessions, it was time for my hearing. It was quite an odd experience. Fudge didn't believe that there were really Dementors. But the Wizengamot had no choice but to believe me when Mrs. Figg testified that there were in fact Dementors. Umbridge had actually ordered the Dementors after me, but I didn't find out about that until the end of the year," Harry stopped for a minute.

"You can produce a copreal Patronus?" Lily asked, amazed.

"Yup. Professor Lupin taught me in my third year," he explained proudly.

"Well when we went back to school, Dolores Umbridge was our new defense teacher. The ministry was trying to interfere at Hogwatrs. All we did in Defense Against the Dark Arts was read a stupid book. She wouldn't even let us practice any spells. So, desperate for some real defense lessons, Ron, Hermione and I started a defense group which I headed. We called it the D.A. Dumbledore's Army, what the ministry was most afraid of. At the time no clubs or organizations were allowed to form or meet without the approval of the Hogwarts High Inquisitor, Umbridge herself. We continued with the club until the middle of the second term, when we got caught. Dumbledore saved my skin though. He disappeared, and Umbridge became Headmistress. After I had a vision of Sirius in the Department of Mysteries with Voldemort, Ron, Hermione, Neville, Luna, Ginny, and I flew to London on the Thestreals to rescue him. Turns out, Voldemort had figured out how our connection worked, so Sirius wasn't really there. He'd tricked me. He just wanted the Prophecy, which was smashed later on during the fight. Sirius came to help and ended up falling through the veil. Then Voldemort showed up at the ministry and fought Dumbledore, possessed me, made his return public, and then disappeared. Later Dumbledore told me the prophecy about me and Voldemort. I practically trashed his office, I was so mad that he'd kept so many things hidden from me," Harry stopped.

"Then the end of term came, and I came back here. That's when you guys showed up," He finished.

"Wow, you've been through a lot. I'm impressed that you could put up with so much. Not many grown wizards could put up with what you do everyday," James told his son. Harry threw his arms around his dad and hugged him tight.

After the tales were told and breakfast finished, Lily went to eneverate her sister, whilst James and Sirius argued over who was going to revive which oaf. James made his way up to Dudley's room, while Sirius followed him up the stairs to revive Vernon.

Harry and Lily choked on their pumpkin juice when Dudley came down the stairs, completely unaware of his outlandish attire. He was dressed in a pink tutu, and had a lavender bow in his hair.

When Petunia saw her son she let out a scream. "O-Oh my poor Duddykins, what have they done to you?" she said glaring at her freak of a sister.

"I didn't do anything, sister dearest. James and Sirius probably did it. I can't wait to see what they've done to Vernon!" Lily Potter squealed with delight.

Obviously the thought of having three fully grown wizards and one wizard in training in her house, didn't particularly agree with Petunia.

"C-Can Harry do m-m-magic too?" she asked fearfully.

"No, but James, Sirius, and I most definitely can," Lily replied coldly.

The creaking of the stairs caught their attention. Vernon was thudding down the staircase, no visible change in him. James and Sirius followed with wide grins plastered onto their faces.

"Oh, Vernon! Did they do anything to you?" Petunia asked her husband. She made to throw her arms around his nonexistent neck, and let out a strangled cry of terror s she passed right through him, falling to the floor.

"James what on earth did you do?" Lily asked her husband.

"Relax Lils, it's just a holographing charm," he told his fretting wife. With a wave of his wand, Vernon was back to normal.

"Hunny, why don't you go pack your things so we can get out of here. The sooner the better," Lily said.

"What stuff Flower?" James asked, confused.

"Not you bonehead, Harry," Lily retorted, fixing her husband with a menacing glare.

"Hey Dad, can you come help me pack? It'll go faster with magic," Harry asked his newly discovered father.

"Sure," James replied, wanting to get away from his wife's death stare.

Father and son marched up the stairs, looking like clones from the back. Harry nearly as tall as his father.

Twenty minutes later, James and Harry returned downstairs with Harry's trunk and Hedwig's cage.

"Good, you're ready. Now we're going to take this portkey back to Hogwarts. The Weasley's are arriving today to," Lily told them, activating the portkey.

"3...2...1"

Harry felt that familiar pull behind his naval, and he was off to Hogwarts with his parents and Godfather.