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A/N: Chapter 2 4 u! God, I sound like Dr. Suess.
Two people, hundreds of miles apart, looked at the stars and ran their fingers through their identical messy black hair at the exact same time.
Harry Potter was on his aunt and Uncle's roof, it was around midnight and it was July 2nd. Tomorrow he had yet another day filled with grueling work for him to complete. Voldemort had returned and over the past month, Ron had constantly sent him the Daily Prophet, which was where he found out that Minister Cornelius Fudge was murdered and Arthur Weasley had taken his place, much to the disappointment of Lucius Malfoy.
In the interview with him he had said, "As minister, I will first weed out the Death Eaters in our Ministry." Right after he had fired Lucius Malfoy, McNair, and others. In their places he had hired Order of the Phoenix members, but the press didn't know that little tidbit of information.
Harry groaned as he got up and stretched, his stiff muscles protesting the movement. He climbed back into his bedroom and ate the rest of his cake from Hermione. He had had to send out for more food because Dudley had gone on yet another school induced diet.
He looked at the things under his loose floorboard, he had his invisibility cloak, his wand, the photo album, his box of Weasley's Wizard Wheezes prototypes, his firebolt, and, of course, his food. He grabbed his cloak and broom out of the floor, there was no rule about flying over summer holidays, so Harry figured that as long as muggles couldn't see him, it would be perfectly fine.
Harry climbed back up to the roof, threw the cloak on so that it was covering him and the broom, and took off. The wind rushing past his face was exhilarating and all traces of exhaustion had vanished with the wind.
When Harry looked down, about an hour later, he noticed that he was directly above Hogwarts. He nearly fell off of his broom when he also saw a huge stag emerge from the lake and run into the Forbidden Forest. When he blinked, everything was normal again.
As he flew back to the Dursley's house, he was having a mental argument with himself. ::That was not my father in Animagus form:: He thought angrily
::But what if it was:: Replied a little voice in the back of his mind.
::He died fourteen years ago, when I was 1:: Harry answered.
::How do you know?:: Said the voice.
::He's dead!" Harry tried to push the voice away, but it wouldn't go.
::They never found his real body you know::
::But he's dead, Voldemort hit him with Avada Kedavra!::
::They checked the site last month Harry. Lily's body was still perfectly preserved, but there was no James::
::They probably forgot to put a preservation spell on my dad's body::
::Ask that minister, he was there::
::Fudge died::
::The new minister, Weasley, he was there::
::How do you know?:: Harry asked suspiciously.
::You must have figured it out by now. You haven't? Very well then, I'll explain. I'm rather like that horrible diary, but not evil. I'm actually the Sorting hat::
::What!:: Harry yelled to it.
::Well, I'm somewhat like the sorting hat. I'm actually Godric Gryffindor::
This time Harry did fall off his broom, but he caught the handle just in time, ::How could that happen:: He asked the voice shakily.
::Weeelll.:: said the voice, ::When you put on the hat, the main reason it took so long is that I was putting a little of me into you, I've done it with all of my descendants::
Harry landed on a tall building, he was pretty sure that if he kept listening, he would be in a lot of pain if he kept on flying. ::All.your. descendants?:: Harry nearly collapsed on the roof, ::T-that means that I'm your.heir::
::Yes:: The voice said, ::Your father responded the exact same way, I was just discussing it with him a few moments ago... I really shouldn't have said that::
Harry sat down, ::You mean he's alive and you never told me?::
::Oh darn, look at the time, I really must go talk to your father now. Take care of yourself Harry, bye:: With that the voice left, leaving Harry to contemplate what he had been told.
A/N: Okay people, thanx for all your reviews, I'm sorry this took so long, but I've been assighned a zillion assignments for almost every class. I'm actually supposed to be typing up my Lab Report for Science, but I got bored.
Thanx 2:
An Angels Reflection
Little Pronglet
Hermione HP
The Witch: Umm, I'd tell you, but it would ruin it, you'll find out later though. It comes into play with the whole final defeat of Voldy, besides, I'm the only one who knows what James has been doing for the past several years MWAHAHAHAHAHA.
o Be*Tween o-0: I do stuff like that all the time, usually during Math, but everyone looks at me funny.
ElephantLuver712: Thank you very much for putting my fic on your favorite stories list.
Jowa
gawd.: No he's not, you'll realize the significance of what he did later in the fic, believe me, it will all be explained.
Mystery303: James left Harry, it'll be explained later
mdemanatee
Jasmine Black
The Elfin Child
A/N: Chapter 2 4 u! God, I sound like Dr. Suess.
Two people, hundreds of miles apart, looked at the stars and ran their fingers through their identical messy black hair at the exact same time.
Harry Potter was on his aunt and Uncle's roof, it was around midnight and it was July 2nd. Tomorrow he had yet another day filled with grueling work for him to complete. Voldemort had returned and over the past month, Ron had constantly sent him the Daily Prophet, which was where he found out that Minister Cornelius Fudge was murdered and Arthur Weasley had taken his place, much to the disappointment of Lucius Malfoy.
In the interview with him he had said, "As minister, I will first weed out the Death Eaters in our Ministry." Right after he had fired Lucius Malfoy, McNair, and others. In their places he had hired Order of the Phoenix members, but the press didn't know that little tidbit of information.
Harry groaned as he got up and stretched, his stiff muscles protesting the movement. He climbed back into his bedroom and ate the rest of his cake from Hermione. He had had to send out for more food because Dudley had gone on yet another school induced diet.
He looked at the things under his loose floorboard, he had his invisibility cloak, his wand, the photo album, his box of Weasley's Wizard Wheezes prototypes, his firebolt, and, of course, his food. He grabbed his cloak and broom out of the floor, there was no rule about flying over summer holidays, so Harry figured that as long as muggles couldn't see him, it would be perfectly fine.
Harry climbed back up to the roof, threw the cloak on so that it was covering him and the broom, and took off. The wind rushing past his face was exhilarating and all traces of exhaustion had vanished with the wind.
When Harry looked down, about an hour later, he noticed that he was directly above Hogwarts. He nearly fell off of his broom when he also saw a huge stag emerge from the lake and run into the Forbidden Forest. When he blinked, everything was normal again.
As he flew back to the Dursley's house, he was having a mental argument with himself. ::That was not my father in Animagus form:: He thought angrily
::But what if it was:: Replied a little voice in the back of his mind.
::He died fourteen years ago, when I was 1:: Harry answered.
::How do you know?:: Said the voice.
::He's dead!" Harry tried to push the voice away, but it wouldn't go.
::They never found his real body you know::
::But he's dead, Voldemort hit him with Avada Kedavra!::
::They checked the site last month Harry. Lily's body was still perfectly preserved, but there was no James::
::They probably forgot to put a preservation spell on my dad's body::
::Ask that minister, he was there::
::Fudge died::
::The new minister, Weasley, he was there::
::How do you know?:: Harry asked suspiciously.
::You must have figured it out by now. You haven't? Very well then, I'll explain. I'm rather like that horrible diary, but not evil. I'm actually the Sorting hat::
::What!:: Harry yelled to it.
::Well, I'm somewhat like the sorting hat. I'm actually Godric Gryffindor::
This time Harry did fall off his broom, but he caught the handle just in time, ::How could that happen:: He asked the voice shakily.
::Weeelll.:: said the voice, ::When you put on the hat, the main reason it took so long is that I was putting a little of me into you, I've done it with all of my descendants::
Harry landed on a tall building, he was pretty sure that if he kept listening, he would be in a lot of pain if he kept on flying. ::All.your. descendants?:: Harry nearly collapsed on the roof, ::T-that means that I'm your.heir::
::Yes:: The voice said, ::Your father responded the exact same way, I was just discussing it with him a few moments ago... I really shouldn't have said that::
Harry sat down, ::You mean he's alive and you never told me?::
::Oh darn, look at the time, I really must go talk to your father now. Take care of yourself Harry, bye:: With that the voice left, leaving Harry to contemplate what he had been told.
A/N: Okay people, thanx for all your reviews, I'm sorry this took so long, but I've been assighned a zillion assignments for almost every class. I'm actually supposed to be typing up my Lab Report for Science, but I got bored.
Thanx 2:
An Angels Reflection
Little Pronglet
Hermione HP
The Witch: Umm, I'd tell you, but it would ruin it, you'll find out later though. It comes into play with the whole final defeat of Voldy, besides, I'm the only one who knows what James has been doing for the past several years MWAHAHAHAHAHA.
o Be*Tween o-0: I do stuff like that all the time, usually during Math, but everyone looks at me funny.
ElephantLuver712: Thank you very much for putting my fic on your favorite stories list.
Jowa
gawd.: No he's not, you'll realize the significance of what he did later in the fic, believe me, it will all be explained.
Mystery303: James left Harry, it'll be explained later
mdemanatee
Jasmine Black
The Elfin Child