Chapter 2: The secret to the scar
"Peter, you are forgiven." A voice said behind them all.
Everyone turned and gasped, "Prongs, Lily!" Tonks called, running towards them.
Lily smiled and James was in a bear hug with Sirius, while trying to gasp for air. (James that is.)
"How come you are alive?" Ginny asked, sitting up.
"Well, everyone sit down, I think we need Molly and Author." Lily said, her tears trying to be stopped knowing the truth.
In five minutes, Ginny, Molly, Author, Hermione, Ron, Fred, George, Bill and Percy were all sitting in the lounge room with Sirius, Remus, Tonks, Lily, James and Wormtail. Lily started to explain what she had done on the night they were murdered.
"Well when I heard the door rip open downstairs I made a spell that if Harry was attacked all the spell would reflect off him and leave a very powerful scar. If 2 people that died that were close, we had a chance of coming back to life. I never thought it would happen." Lily said finishing off.
"But three people have died, Sirius, Dumbledore and Harry that is in good contact with you." Ginny said.
"Dumbledore? Dumbledore's not dead." James said.
"WHAT!" Everyone cried
"His ghost is at Hogwarts." Hermione said.
"No that is a fake, I saw him the other day in the Three Broomsticks." Lily said, standing up and walking out to the garden followed by Hermione and Tonks.
Ginny nodded and with her mum they walked to the kitchen, Ginny muttered to her mum, "I'm going to my room." Then walked up the stairs to her room.
Ginny turned grabbed her wand and placed a silence charm on the door, as she then disappeared.
As Ginny arrived at Grimmauld Place she walked to the room where Harry lay, she sat down next to him, "Hey, your parents are back, so is Sirius and Dumbledore… everything is going well… but." A single tear fell from Ginny, she rose and left the room as the tears came again, Ginny went home not knowing she had done something…
Harry groaned and sat up, "Why is it so dark? Where's everyone?" he asked himself, Harry looked at his watch and saw 12:01pm, it was the 31st of July. He was 19.
Harry sat up as Hedwig opened her eyes and hooted, she then disappeared into the night. "Must have been waiting until I wake up," Harry muttered, then he realised, I went to sleep on the 20th of July. I've been asleep?
Harry's mind was spinning.
Hogwarts"Albus? Aren't you dead!" Minerva said.
"No, I had a little help from Mr and Mrs Potter and we are all fine." Dumbledore said.
"Do they know about Harry?" Minerva asked.
"Yes…" He was cut off with a white owl at the window, hooting. Albus walked to it and opened the window, Hedwig soared into the room hooting and then flying out, flying in, hooting and flying out, over and over.
"I think there is something up with Harry." Minerva whispered, Hedwig stopped and flapped her wings like 'yes, that's it.'
"Meet us at Grimmauld Place." Dumbledore said to Hedwig as he vanished into the fire.
Grimmauld Place
Dumbledore stepped out if the fire and looked around, he saw a figure in a chair.
"Hello?" Dumbledore asked
"Professor, I thought you were dead!" Harry exclaimed.
"No, I am not dead, a little help from your parents was all I needed."
Harry's eyes widened, "My parents?"