A/N: Wow, 21 reviews! I'm so glad that you all like it. I'm sorry for the
spelling mistakes, English isn't my real language.
Well, here's chapter three:
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Harry woke up by the sound of voices. He carefully opened his eyes, but quickly shut them as he was greeted by the vivid sunlight.
"Ah you finally woke up." Madam Pomfrey said.
Harry tried to remember what had send him to the hospital wing. Then it all came back. The potion, seeing his parents, but also other images appeared in his head. Images of a life with his parents. Harry still had memories about his life with the Dursley's, but it seemed like it all had been a dream. The memories of his life with Lily and James were on the other hand more clearly.
Harry remembered a life without fear for Voldemort and a scar on his forehead that always reminded him of his parents death. He also remembered celebrating Christmas and his birthday's with his parents, Remus and Sirius. And buying his first broom and his wand. And how James and not Hagrid, had bought Hedwig. He also remembered the war and how it had end, when Dumbledore Voldemort had defeated. There were some memories about a blond boy, too. He knew it was important, but he couldn't remember why.
Harry opened his eyes and quickly sat up. He looked around him, hoping his parents would be there. But except for him and Madam Pomfrey, the hospital wing was empty.
"Madam Pomfrey, my parents..." Harry began.
"Ah yes, they're here. I'll call them." Madam Pomfrey said and left the room.
They door opened and Lily and James hurried in.
"Mom, Dad!" Harry called. He jumped out of the bed and ran towards them.
Lily and James embraced him. For a long time they just stood there. Harry holding his parents tightly, as if they suddenly would vanish.
"Harry." James said, breaking the embrace. "I think we should talk. You know, about what happened and..."
"Yeah, I know." Harry cut him off. He walked back to the bed and sat down on it.
Lily and James took place at the chairs next to the bed.
"How's your memory?" Lily asked, concern in her voice. "Do you remember everything about your past with the us and the one with the Dursley's?"
Harry nodded. "Well not everything, I remember quite much of my past with you, but the memories of the Dursley's look unreal. Like I've dreamed it all."
"That's the effect of the spell." Professor Dumbledore said, entering the room.
"Albus." James greeted, smiling.
"We've told him everything." Lily explained, as she saw Harry's confused look.
"But of course he already knew." James grinned. "He asked us to come to Hogwarts, so we would be there when you woke up."
Dumbledore's eyes twinkled. "When Hermoine and Ron told me that they had found you in Myrtle's bathroom next to a cauldron, wasn't it too hard to find out what had happened." He pulled the book Harry had used for the potion, out of the pocket (which had to be extremely huge) of his robe. "And of course this helped too." He added with a smile.
'Great.' Harry thought miserably. 'Now I'm going to spend the whole year in detention.'
"I'm not here to punish you nor to tell you how stupid and dangerous it was what you did." Dumbledore said, as he saw Harry's troubled look. "But you have to promise that you will never do a thing like that again. This time it all worked out fine, but you were very lucky."
Harry nodded. "I know and I promise I won't do it again."
"Good. Now, I want you to tell me about your memory. Can you remember everything clearly?" Dumbledore asked.
"Well, not really. There are some things I can't remember entirely. Like something about a blond boy."
James, Lily and Dumbledore looked at Harry, shocked.
Lily turned to Dumbledore. "How could he forget something as important as that?!"
"As what?" Harry asked confused.
"Uhm, well..." James began, but was interrupted by yelling outside the room.
"No mister Malfoy! You have to wait. Your parents wanted to have a word with Harry in private first." Madam Pomfrey's voice came from the hall.
"But they've been there for almost a half an hour! Why can't I see my brother?!" They heard Draco Malfoy yelling.
Harry turned to his parents. "Brother?"
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It's a bit short, but i hope you like it. And remember, reviews makes me want to write more. ^_~
Well, here's chapter three:
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Harry woke up by the sound of voices. He carefully opened his eyes, but quickly shut them as he was greeted by the vivid sunlight.
"Ah you finally woke up." Madam Pomfrey said.
Harry tried to remember what had send him to the hospital wing. Then it all came back. The potion, seeing his parents, but also other images appeared in his head. Images of a life with his parents. Harry still had memories about his life with the Dursley's, but it seemed like it all had been a dream. The memories of his life with Lily and James were on the other hand more clearly.
Harry remembered a life without fear for Voldemort and a scar on his forehead that always reminded him of his parents death. He also remembered celebrating Christmas and his birthday's with his parents, Remus and Sirius. And buying his first broom and his wand. And how James and not Hagrid, had bought Hedwig. He also remembered the war and how it had end, when Dumbledore Voldemort had defeated. There were some memories about a blond boy, too. He knew it was important, but he couldn't remember why.
Harry opened his eyes and quickly sat up. He looked around him, hoping his parents would be there. But except for him and Madam Pomfrey, the hospital wing was empty.
"Madam Pomfrey, my parents..." Harry began.
"Ah yes, they're here. I'll call them." Madam Pomfrey said and left the room.
They door opened and Lily and James hurried in.
"Mom, Dad!" Harry called. He jumped out of the bed and ran towards them.
Lily and James embraced him. For a long time they just stood there. Harry holding his parents tightly, as if they suddenly would vanish.
"Harry." James said, breaking the embrace. "I think we should talk. You know, about what happened and..."
"Yeah, I know." Harry cut him off. He walked back to the bed and sat down on it.
Lily and James took place at the chairs next to the bed.
"How's your memory?" Lily asked, concern in her voice. "Do you remember everything about your past with the us and the one with the Dursley's?"
Harry nodded. "Well not everything, I remember quite much of my past with you, but the memories of the Dursley's look unreal. Like I've dreamed it all."
"That's the effect of the spell." Professor Dumbledore said, entering the room.
"Albus." James greeted, smiling.
"We've told him everything." Lily explained, as she saw Harry's confused look.
"But of course he already knew." James grinned. "He asked us to come to Hogwarts, so we would be there when you woke up."
Dumbledore's eyes twinkled. "When Hermoine and Ron told me that they had found you in Myrtle's bathroom next to a cauldron, wasn't it too hard to find out what had happened." He pulled the book Harry had used for the potion, out of the pocket (which had to be extremely huge) of his robe. "And of course this helped too." He added with a smile.
'Great.' Harry thought miserably. 'Now I'm going to spend the whole year in detention.'
"I'm not here to punish you nor to tell you how stupid and dangerous it was what you did." Dumbledore said, as he saw Harry's troubled look. "But you have to promise that you will never do a thing like that again. This time it all worked out fine, but you were very lucky."
Harry nodded. "I know and I promise I won't do it again."
"Good. Now, I want you to tell me about your memory. Can you remember everything clearly?" Dumbledore asked.
"Well, not really. There are some things I can't remember entirely. Like something about a blond boy."
James, Lily and Dumbledore looked at Harry, shocked.
Lily turned to Dumbledore. "How could he forget something as important as that?!"
"As what?" Harry asked confused.
"Uhm, well..." James began, but was interrupted by yelling outside the room.
"No mister Malfoy! You have to wait. Your parents wanted to have a word with Harry in private first." Madam Pomfrey's voice came from the hall.
"But they've been there for almost a half an hour! Why can't I see my brother?!" They heard Draco Malfoy yelling.
Harry turned to his parents. "Brother?"
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It's a bit short, but i hope you like it. And remember, reviews makes me want to write more. ^_~
