Chapter Three: Chain of Memories
"Hello my young Harry." A soft and rich voice called out from behind him. Harry shifting his attention from the ground to the young woman that sat in front of him gasped. In front of him was none other then Lily marie Potter. Though when she took another step towards him he retreated back a step. His mother had been dead for fifteen years how was it possible that she could be standing in front of him.
"Who or what are you?" He asked still inching back from the red haired woman in front of him. He should have high tailed it out of there by now, but the eyes held him. Those brillant emerald eyes so much like his own captured him.
"Lily marie Orion," She stated smiling soft at him though her face changed to one of utter distaste. "Or Potter, since that is what is on my tombstone." She remarked nearly spitting the name. Though once again her face changed and softened has she looked at him. "Which I'm sure brings questions to your mind. But let me first explain son before you fly off the handle." This made Harry snort inspite of himself. His mother just openly rejected his father's last name, why the hell shouldn't he fly off the handle. Though he bit this comment back has he nodded to her. She nodded taking a deep breath, which made Harry snort again. A dead woman taking a deep breath doesn't happen very often. "My name has I told you is Lily Marie Orion, daughter of Oscar William Orion who later called himself Lord Grindewald. A father who loved me dearly dispite what some would say about him, he had a heart in which he loved my sisters and myself greatly. And to my father's expense, that murderer Albus Dumbledore knew of this and used it agianst my father. For you see, my sisters and myself were being groomed to take over the line once he was gone but needed to attend Hogwarts to watch my father's younger recruits. And at first everything was going according to plan, until our third year when the fool managed to get me and my sisters alone. We were suspose to meet Snape at the quidditch pitch on orders from my father. But the old man had been alerted by the coward and he ambushed us stunning, us . And in which case he forced us under Imperio to contact our father at the village trip to meet us. And like ourselves before him, he was ambushed and defeated." Here his mother paused holding her head, though Harry just stood there stunned. His mother... had been raised to be a dark queen. Albus had killed his grand father, one he would have been able to meet. He blanked out for a moment seeing only red, though his mother's voice cut into his rampage.
"With my father defeated he knew if he removed the Imperio curse we would try to avenge him. And Albus just didn't have the manpower to combat my sisters and myself so he used another method. A memory charm so powerful it was named Chain of Memories, for it imprisoned a person's memories within thier own mind while another set is given to them. But even then my sisters and myself were far to strong for that charm to stop us if he were together, so he used the charm again. Though this time on a newly married couple under the surname of Evans and family of Blacks." Again Lily paused to let this fact sink in before she continued. "Though out of the three of us, admittely my youngest sister had been the more powerful, so he knew she would be to strong to be allowed to return to Hogwarts so he changed her memories to be of a muggle. And thus we lived, me being a filthy mudblood, my eldest sister hating every moment I breathed and my youngest sister a mere muggle. He had everything he dreamed of, but that was until I began to fight off the charm on my own. Although by now I was already married to that fool James Potter but I knew enough of my last past to devise away to help you my beautiful son to free yourself of Albus. So I created a charm to preserve my magical abilities within you until turned sixteen. But an interference has spend up that process if only by alittle bit. And now that you know the truth young Harry you have a choice. To unlock yourself from this bonds and claim your rightful place, or live has you are now." She finished with her bright emerald eyes looking Harry over. Although to Harry she needed have asked he would gladly over throw Dumbledore and now he had even more means to do it. Though something puzzled him but he would hold off that thought for now.
"Yes mother.. I will be what I'm destined to be." Harry stated smiling at her, though she only nodded snapping her fingers. And behind her a form appeared, and with the first glance it staggered him. Behind his mother stood his mother and himself. Both bound it vines with large thorns on them, Harry's arms were held out and his legs wrapped together has though he were on a cruifix. His mother's limp form hung onto him with her head rested on his shoulders so her fiery hair fell on his chest. His mother's naked body had been concealed by his own, but in that instant more of her was revealed then ever before. A silent tear fell from him has he approached the figure, with one shaking hand he reached up to touch his own face when the other Harry's head snapped up. He hadn't noticed his hair was much longer then his own so it fell freely over his face much like his mothers. In fact it seemed more of Lily was visable in him then ever before. Though he didn't have time to muse on this has both lily and himself vanished into two white lights that slammed into his chest making him stagger again. He looked around bewildered to his mother who now held two wands in front of him one a pale white though the other a deep red.
"Return this to my sister for me Harry." His mother began hand him the deep red wand. "And please Harry, free my sisters from thier own memories.. only my wand can do it, the charm is effrego monumentum." She said handing him the other wand, now bending down to kiss his cheeks. "Remember Harry you are the heir of a very powerful family, don't let anyone control you." And with that Harry jerked out of his sleep panting heavily covered in cold sweat. He looked down in his hands both wands held firmly in them. Smirking he cast a glance at his alarm clock. It was 9:15, and he hand a family to get back.