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When Harry awoke, it was really bright outside. He squinted in the blinding light, and everything in sight was blurry. He began to panic. What was wrong? Oh. He didn't have his glasses on. Quickly, he put them on, and looked around. He was in his room, in his bed. The fast beating in his heart slowed down a little. Maybe it was just a dream. His heart sagged. He wished it was real. Stretching, Harry got out of bed and pulled on some old clothes of Dudley's. He went to Hedwig's cage and said a morning welcome. Harry heard some racket downstairs.
"What's happening now?" Harry muttered to himself. He slowly opened the door and walked down the stairs, dreading what was to come. Maybe Uncle Vernon was in a bad mood today. Maybe his Aunt Petunia would make him weed the garden. Maybe Dudley grew back his courage and needed him as a punching bag again. He sighed, shaking his head.
Nevertheless, he was curious of what was happening downstairs in the kitchen. He looked at his watch on the way down. It read 8:34 AM. Harry opened the door to the kitchen and when he saw the room, stopped dead in his tracks, like a deer in headlights.
What he saw looked catastrophic and unbelievable. He saw Dudley clutching onto his fat rear, attempting to hide behind his mum, which was physically impossible for him because he was nearly three times the size of Aunt Petunia. Uncle Vernon was very purple in the face that would match the color of a purple squash. He was standing beside his wife and son and had an outraged look on his face. Harry followed Uncle Vernon's eyes, and saw Sirius and a man eating what looked like to be ham, eggs, and sausages with pumpkin juice. A woman was standing beside them, looking mildly angry.
"What the hell is going on?!" Harry demanded evenly.
Everyone jumped and looked at Harry, surprised.
"Harry! Language!" the woman said, visibly shocked.
Harry, having enough pain and annoyance, shot back, "You're not my mother."
"Oh, yes I am, young man!" the woman said back.
"My mother's dead." Harry said coldly.
"Harry!"
Harry turned to look at Sirius Black.
"What are you doing here? You're supposed to be dead!" Harry said glaring at Sirius.
Sirius looked shocked at Harry's behavior.
"What's gotten into you, Kid? These are your parents and I"m your Godfather! Don't you remember from last night?" Sirius asked.
Harry stared hard at the man and the man did the same.
"Are you for real?" Harry asked.
"Yeah, Harry. I'm real." Sirius said. "So are your parents." Sirius gestured at the man and the woman. The man had been staring at Harry for a while now.
"Well, you can give me a hug, you know, to make sure I'm real." Sirius said smiling.
Harry didn't hesitate to run towards Sirius and hug him tightly. "I missed you...."
"I missed you too, Kid." Sirius said back.
"I demand for you to leave at once. I don't care, take that boy with you, just leave now. This is private property, and you are breaking and entering!" Uncle Vernon said with as much bravery he could muster.
Slowly, Sirius broke the hug, eyes narrowed, and opened his mouth to speak, but the other man beat him to it.
"First of all, Dursley, that boy you're calling is my son, and he has a name. It's Harry. Also, we're relatives now and so this isn't really breaking and entering." the man said angrily, standing up abruptly.
"James.....Calm down." the woman said softly, taking a hand and lightly rubbing his shoulder.
Once the man, James, looked at his wife, his eyes softened immediately.
"I'm sorry, Love.." James said. He took her hand and lightly kissed it, then held her hand in his.
There was a shift and uncomfortable sound. It was Aunt Petunia.
Sirius cleared his throat. "Well, Harry, I think you should meet your parents now. Let's go into the lounge."
Uncle Vernon was about to protest, but a look from Sirius silenced him again. Harry followed Sirius closely because he still didn't know whether or not to believe if this was true. Harry sat down on the couch. He looked at both of them closely.
The woman had vibrant, flowy, wavy, brilliant red auburn hair. It tumbled down her back. She had porcelain skin and rosy cheeks. She was a bit pale and just about an inch taller than Harry. What struck Harry was that she had the same emerald green almond shaped eyes as him. She looked as if she was in her late 30's or early 40's.
The man looked exactly like Harry, no exaggeration. The man was around 6 inches taller than Harry (Harry was about 5'6). The man had a slightly narrower nose and was more filled. Harry was underweight a bit. The man had a slightly muscular build and had glasses, almost like Harry's except they looked much better. He looked like he was in his late 30's or early 40's, like the woman.
"Harry?"
Harry jumped, startled. He looked around, wondering whose voice it was. It was female.
"Er.." Harry said nervously. "Hello."
"Harry," the woman said softly, "You don't have to be nervous around us...We're your parents after all."
Harry looked down, thinking whether or not to believe them all. They could be Death Eaters in disguise. But then again, they would've taken him to Voldemort by now. They could all be pretending. But they looked so real, too. After a lot of confused thoughts, he decided to go with it.
"Well, I'm Harry..of course." Harry said looking up at them.
The man laughed quietly. "I'm James Henry Potter, your father." he said in an amused voice.
"I'm Lily Marie Evans, now Potter, your mother." the woman said smiling.
"Are you really my parents...?" Harry asked quietly.
"Yes, Harry, we're your parents, back from the dead." James said grinning. Harry felt light headed.
"Why don't you give us a hug?" Lily said hopefully. Harry didn't hesitate.
He went over to his parents and embraced them. It felt like nothing he felt before. It was just perfect. He felt full and the hole in his heart felt filled up. They broke the hug slowly.
"So. Let's talk." Sirius said cheerfully.
"You go to Hogwarts, right, Harry?" James asked. Harry nodded in reply.
"What are you learning there? Is Dumbledore still alive and the headmaster?" James asked.
Harry smiled at his dad's eagerness. "Dumbledore's still alive and headmaster. All the stuff I'm learning, is boring really. The Defense Against the Dark Arts job is cursed or something. All the professors last only a year. And Snape- he's horrible-"
"Snape?! As in Severus Snivelly Snape??!" James exclaimed.
Harry winced at the nickname and nodded. "He's the Potions professor."
"Must be hell." James commented. Harry nodded.
"James! Language!" Lily said swatting him on his arm.
"Sorry Lillikins." James said grinning.
"Stop that! You know how much I hate that name!" Lily said grumpily.
"What stuff are you interested in, Harry?" James asked eagerly, promptly ignoring Lily's scolds.
"Er- Quidditch." Harry answered.
James looked excited. "Are you on your house team? By the way, what is your house team? What position do you play? Do you have your own broom?"
"Erm-" Harry said, overwhelmed by all the questions, "I'm in Gryffindor-" James cheered. " and I'm on the house team. I'm Seeker. I have the Firebolt, the one Sirius gave me a little while ago."
"That's bloody brilliant! I was Chaser for my team." James said. "Are you good?"
"Good?!" Sirius butted in and exclaimed, "that boy's brilliant! Maybe even better than you, Prongs. He got the position when he was in his first year!"
"Are you serious?!" James asked.
"Yep, both. He's a professional. You should see him with a broom!" Sirius said grinning.
"He must be really good for you to compliment him like that... Where's Wormtail and Moony?" James asked.
Harry shifted a little angrily. As did Sirius.
"What? What's wrong? Are they in trouble?" Lily asked.
"Moony's fine...Don't panic Lily...But- there's something you have to know...Well-" Sirius said, shifting uncomfortably. He glanced at Harry.
"Wormtail's the traitor. He sold you out to Tom and got you two killed." Harry said shortly. It looked like he was trying very hard to contain his anger.
"What?" Lily gasped.
James was silent. He had a blank and sorry look on his face. "It was him?" he asked quietly. He shook his head. "I thought we could trust him. I trusted him with my life. I really did. And it got my wife and I killed. It was all my fault. I'm the one who thought up of it. I can't believe he did that." at this point his eyes started to water. He looked up at Sirius frantically and cried, "He was a Marauder! A brother!"
"James..." Sirius said quietly. He didn't know what to say. So he just did what everyone else did these days. He gave James a brotherly hug while Lily rubbed James' back. "It's not your fault, James. It's all Peter. He chose to be on the wrong side. You didn't get Lily and yourself killed. Peter did. It's all his fault and blame it on him." Sirius said quietly. He broke the hug slowly.
"No," Harry said suddenly, "It was all Voldemort." He had said that with as much hatred as a sane person could have, that Lily winced.
Then, Uncle Vernon came with newly found courage. "I demand you to leave at once! I will not take this pathetic magical nonsense in my house. Leave now! Take that rotten boy with you and never come back again! You will-" BAM.
Where Uncle Vernon was just a second ago, stood a big fat donkey.
Sirius looked apologetic and bit his lip."Sorry...he was pissing me off. Asshole."
That's it for now. OMG....that was such a bad chapter. I'm seriously not in the mood for writing today... Sorry for the crappy chapter. I'll try to make the next one better. It might take a while because I have school and all that, and I'm too lazy sometimes to write whole chapters. It takes more than a day to finish one chapter. Well, don't forget to READ AND REVIEW!!!! Thanx, and please sign it with your pen name or email address. If you don't have any, then just a review would be nice. If you sign with your pen name, I'll most definitely go by your stories and stuff and if you have stories I'll try to review! Thanx! AnGiE
