When Keanu woke up this time, he was sitting in a hospital bed. He sat up and didn't feel any pain. Confused, he looked at a clock. 12:00 exactly, and a small screen said it was just the day after they had gotten back, and it had to be noon, because it was sunny outside. But it had been around 4 when it had happened, had he really been here for less than a day and was already healed? Just as this radical thought ran through his head, the door opened. His mother and father came in, followed by his brothers and sisters. Nick wasn't there.

"Are you okay?" Daisy asked.

Keanu nodded, "I think so," he said. His voice sounded the same. "Where am I?" he asked.

Just as he asked that, a person came through the door. Keanu didn't recognize her. She had bushy brown hair and chocolate brown eyes. She was very pretty.

"How're you feeling?" she asked with an English accent.

"Good," he said. This girl couldn't be much older than him.

"Who are you?" he finally asked.

"My name's Hermione Granger, and I'm the one who saved you."

That name didn't sound familiar. "So maybe you can explain how I've been here less than a day and I'm already healed?"

Hermione looked at his parents, who looked resigned.

"You're a wizard, Harry," she said.

There was an awkward silence, then Keanu's sister squealed.

"I am? That is so cool! So I can like pull a rabbit out of a hat?"

Hermione looked confused.

"Let me handle this, Miss Granger. Albus told me you were the brightest witch of the age, but this is going to require a lot more than brain power."

"I never said that!" Albus objected, but stopped at the look on his mother's face.

"Okay, Mrs. Potter, go ahead," Hermione said, sitting in a chair next to Keanu.

"Fifteen years ago, here in London..."

"We're in London?" Keanu asked, bit withered at the look Hermione gave him.

"Thank you. Now, fifteen years ago, here in London, there was a very powerful man. His name was Tom Riddle. He was a wizard..."

"What do you mean by wizard?" Keanu asked.

Henry stood up and took out a stick.

"What do you want me to do?" he asked his son.

"What d'you mean?"

"Tell me to do something. Something impossible."

Keanu looked around the room.

"Turn that chair into a dog," he said, laughing.

Henry shrugged, waved the stick, and the chair turned into a golden retriever, who barked and came to lick Keanu.

Keanu was speechless.

"Anyway, he was a wizard, and he wanted all Muggleborns..."

"All what?" Keanu finally found his voice.

"Muggleborns. Wizards or witches with parents who were not magical, or Muggles. I'm a Muggleborn, and if I understand correctly, so is Miss Granger?"

Hermione nodded.

"Anyway, he wanted all the Muggleborns and half-bloods-people with one magical parent-dead. He believed that only purebloods deserved to live. He also wanted Muggles dead. He believed them to be inferior. Anyway, so he started to kill as many people as he could.

"Your father and I learned that he was going to come after us and you. We took Albus' advice and ran away. That's how we ended up in Canada. That's all I know," she looked at Hermione, who stood up.

"Now after you went to Canada, Sirius Black..."

Henry looked up, interested. "...went to Voldemort's-that's the name he gave himself-hideout. There was a prophecy that only one could kill him, and Professor Dumbledore-headmaster at my school-thought for sure that it was referring to Sirius. Unfortunately, it wasn't.

All that Sirius managed to do with the Killing Curse was reduce Voldemort to a ghost-like state. Unfortunately, it turned Sirius insane."

Henry gasped and Daisy burst into tears. Hermione looked sympathetically at them.

"So Voldemort was no longer able to attack anyone. This was fifteen years ago. But just last year, he came in contact...with the Philosophers Stone."

Daisy and Henry gasped. Keanu looked confused.

"The Stone has the Elixer of Life in it. Since Voldemort drank it, he is now immortal. Or at least he thinks so. Nicholas Flamel, the creator of the Stone, built a loophole into the Elixer. There is always a way to kill someone who has drank it, but there is only one person who can do it. Many people tried over the last year, the Longbottoms, the MacMillians, the Bells, the Snapes..."

Henry gasped at this too.

"...but none have succeeded. Then, just three weeks ago, Sybill Trelawny had a prophecy."

Hermione pulled out a sheet of paper.

"He comes from the Stag and Flower

But he knows not of his true life

But this man is the only who can save

The world from this strife.

He will have two companions

But both will fall

He will be alone in the final battle

He will either kill

Or he will be killed.

There was another awkward silence. "Okay, so what does that mean?" Keanu asked. "My mom's name may be a flower, but I don't know where the stag comes in."

Hermione looked at Henry. Resigned, Henry stood up, but it wasn't Henry. In his place was a giant brown stag. Harry and Albus screamed, but when they did, their father was back.

"So you can turn into a stag," Keanu said to his father, "And your name is a flower."

"My real name is actually Lily," Daisy said. She looked resigned as well. "We might as well do this thing right," she told her husband. He nodded.

"When we came over here, we changed everything. My name is Lily Potter." the words sounded new to Keanu's ears.

"My name is James Potter."

"So thats' where my name came from!" Jamie said.

"And you, Keanu, are Harry James Potter."

Harriet looked from her mother to her brother, and burst into tears. She ran out of the room. Albus ran after her.

"I don't think the kids needed to hear this. Harry has always loved her name for being unique, now she knows its not." Henry said. (A.N. For the sake of the story, their keeping their other names)

Hermione spoke again. "So, Keanu-can I call you that-the wizarding world needs you."

"How do we know it's not Jamie?" Keanu argued.

Hermione looked between the two. "Jamie, did you know that you might have magic?"

Jamie looked at his parents. "Yea, a little. It seemed way to farfetched, but sometimes when I was playing soccer and I was really tired, I felt myself being rejuvenated."

Keanu didn't give up. "What about Albus?"

"Too young, notice she said man."

Keanu leaned back in his pillows. "Well, it really doesn't look like I have choice do I? It's either kill or be killed."

Hermione smiled sadly at him.


Three weeks later, Hermione was taking Keanu to the wizarding shop, she called it Diagon Alley. His parents had given him a key to a vault they apparently had their wizarding money stored in.They entered the wizarding bank, called Gringotts.

"Are those goblins?" Keanu asked Hermione.

"Yes, be very careful around them. They're not very trusting."

The two walked up to the head goblin. Hermione said nothing, just handed the key to the goblin. The goblin took a good look at Keanu, and beckoned another goblin over to them. Hermione led them after the goblin to a cart. After the roller coaster ride to his vault, the door was opened.

"Wow," Keanu said. The room was almost overflowing with gold, silver, and bronze coins. "How did we get all this?"

"I don't know," Hermione said, also in awe. "You'll have to owl your parents and find out."

"I'll have to what?" Keanu asked.

"Owl them. Like send them a message by owl. You probably shouldn't though, because owls usually don't go across the Atlantic. You'll have to Floo them."

"What?" Keanu asked again. Hermione shrugged it off.

After they got back to Diagon Alley, Hermione offered to go buy his books while he got his wand. Keanu entered Ollivanders Wand Shop, and found an empty room with stacks of boxes.

"Hello?" he asked carefully.

Suddenly an old man came swinging from behind a shelf.

"Mr. Potter, a little late aren't you?" he asked. Keanu shifted uncomfortably.

Ollivander did some weird measurements, and finally handed him a wand.

"Holly and dragon heartstring. 11 and a half inches."

Keanu had just touched it when Ollivander took it away.

Hours later, Hermione had joined them with all his other supplies, and even she was getting tired.

Ollivander handed him one of the last three wands he had. "You'll have to go to Gregorovitch after me," he joked.

Keanu took the wand. Immediately, he felt warm. All the wands that were laying out went back in their respective boxes and flew back to where they belonged. All the papers that Ollivander had carelessly left strewn over his desk filed themselves away.

"What kind is it?" Hermione asked.

"Holly and Pheonix feather. Curious, though."

"Why's it curious?" Keanu asked as he packed his wand away and getting out money.

"That wand is the brother to Voldemort's." Ollivander said. Hermione looked scandalized. But Keanu walked out with it.

"You can't use that wand!" Hermione hissed when she caught up with him.

"Why not?" Keanu asked, fingering the box.

"Priori Incamtatem!" she hissed.

Keanu looked at her. "Pardon?"

"The Reverse-Spell-Effect. You won't be able to kill Voldemort with that wand!"

"You saw, there weren't any other wands for me."

Hermione sighed. "I know. We're going to have to go to Gregorovitch."

Keanu agreed reluctantly. They entered the Leaky Cauldron, but jsut as Hermione was going to bring Keanu back to Hogwarts to meet with Dumbledore, the fireplace exploded and a snakelike man walked into the pub.

"I am Lord Voldemort," he said in a high pitched voice.