DONE! w/ chapter 4 at least! It's a record! YAY! Anywho I want to thank my reviewer…. Twilight moonshine! Thankie! Ok here is chapter 4…

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Then it all came back and he remembered everything. He remembered the Dersly's, he remembered Ron and Hermione, he remembered Dumbledore, he remembered Hagrid, he remembered Quidditch, he remembered who he was, and he remembered Voldemort…

Harry was suddenly breathless, and stared at the floorboards, lost in thought. After a moment she said, "I know it's a shock, after all of these years I started think the boy was immortal." She paused and then asked, "Are you okay?" She didn't expect the news to be this big of a blow to him.

Harry looked up. "Fine…" he said lying. She seemed to know this and said, "I will go and put on a spot of tea. My tea is rumored to heal everything." And she walked in to another room.

Harry was sort of awed by the fact everyone thought he was dead, but at the same time he understood it completely. Once they couldn't find him they presumed he was dead. Harry also thought he was going to die when that spell hit him. Certainly felt like it.

Then a thought went off in his head. Suddenly remembering the dream, Voldemort knew he wasn't dead… he was probably looking for him right now! His first reaction was to immediately send an owl to Hogwarts so they knew what was happening… but then news about where he were would spread and Voldemort could come bursting through that back door and kill not only him, but the people that resided here as well. He couldn't let that happen, no matter what the cause. He wasn't quite sure on what to do.

Then he had to make that decision fast when Sara came back though the door with teacups in hand. She handed one to Harry and sat down on the couch. She then said, "I'm sorry but I never caught your name…"

"Oh" said Harry thinking quickly. He decided to use the name he took before, in his third year when he was riding the Night Bus, "Neville Longbottom." If he were to say his real name the news would spread quickly. Then another thought swam to the surface of his brain. Harry Potter was famous for his lighting bolt scar on his forehead, and if anybody saw it he would get exposed. He quickly made sure his bangs were covering it up.

He was about to go excuse himself to the bathroom to see the best way hide it when Sara spoke again. "Oh, well you can just call me Aunt Sara. The red-head is named Katherine Collins."

Harry nodded showing he understood and then he quickly said, "I'll be right back…" and dashed off to the bathroom.

He stood there looking at his reflection in the mirror. He was quickly scanning over all the spells he knew about covering up or hiding something. He thought of the some spells that were known to cover up acne. He was thoughtful of it for a moment but only girls use it and this was almost a completely deferent situation. He quickly lapsed in to thought again.

Then with a jolt he remembered the scar covering up spell that would cover up your scar for a week. Harry wasn't sure this would work, because it was meant for normal scars, not cursed ones but he decided to give it a try. He taped his head and said the indication and for a second, he thought it worked. When he looked closer though, he could still see the faint outline. Right then Aunt Sara knocked and said "Everything okay? You sort of left in a hurry there."

"Yea," he said quickly thinking that it would have to do. He opened the door and smiled. "I think I am going to take up your offer on that tea. It's been a long day."

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Harry and Aunt Sara talked for a long while, sipping their tea. Even Katherine came back out after a while and they all talked pleasantly. Harry learned that he was in a town called Springfield and that the farm that were in was very old and passed down from generation to generation. It apparently has been in Aunt Sara's family as many as 75 years ago. They also asked a little about his past and why exactly they found him in their cornfield.

Harry obviously couldn't tell them how he turned up in their cornfield because first off he wasn't sure why he suddenly blacked out there in the first case.

Similarly he couldn't tell them he was from Hogwarts because then they would question about the fight and such and it would spread that someone, even if they did not know it was Harry, had ran all the way from the mountains to here. So he answered will a little less than thought out lie "Well, err, you see… umm, It was just that I—erm, ran away from my parents?" he answered in almost a questioning tone.

Aunt Sara seemed disappointed in him and did not join in to the conversation again till some time later. "You know they are worried about you." She stated.

"I don't know, they might be." He said really thinking of his real parents and how they would react to the situation he was in. She lapsed in to silence, then asked, "I know it may sound rude to ask this but why exactly did you run away?"

Harry paused. "Err…" he wasn't quite sure what he should say. "I would prefer to keep it to myself…" he said uncertainly but it seemed that she completely understood.

She quickly switched the topic about her parents, "My parents were often drunk and I really never talked about it with them or anybody else. I tried to make us look like a normal family at school but a secret as big as that gets stored up inside you gets harder and harder to keep. It all the lies and anger and sadness build upon you until your not sure what the truth is your self. Its always easer to talk about it, and if you ever need me, I will be here with open ears."

Harry paused. 'If you ever you need me,' he wasn't quite sure what that meant. He asked suddenly "How long are my supposed to stay here?" He was planning on leaving by tomorrow morning, to try and go back to Hogwarts.

Katherine smiled. "I don't know if you noticed or not but your injured and not until your fully healed is when you allowed to leave, but even after your welcome to stay."

Harry was sort of stunned by their kindness. "Do you often take in random, dirty boys in to your care, and give them a room?" He smiled at her.

Katherine blushed and mumbled, "You herd that did you?" Harry laughed.

Sara then stood up. "Well, I think it is all past our bed time, chop, chop! Neville you can sleep in the room you were first in."

It took a second for him to remember that he was Neville in their minds and so he stood up. "Good night!" he said and went off to his room. After he closed the door, he found it dark, so he reached in his pocket for his wand. With a jolt, he found his pocket empty, but then with a wave of relief, he remembered that he changed. He opened the door for light, for there wasn't a light switch in the room, and found his wand sitting on the bookshelf. He went over and grabbed it.

His attention was drawn at the book behind it though. It said "Mom and Dad," it looked like a photo album. He looked back to make sure no one was looking and took it out. He sat on his bed and opened it to the first page. It was a picture of a tall man with blond hair and a shorter woman like looked like the twin of Katherine. It looked like their wedding day. They were smiling and waving and what he guessed was Katherine's mother blew a kiss to someone else familiar.

He saw a younger version of Aunt Sara standing up, silently crying with joy. She quickly wiped her tears away and blew a kiss back. This picture warmed Harry and when he flipped the pages he saw more of them, on their first vacation together, their first house, and then it showed their first child, Katherine. She was a plump baby and was practically bald. Harry smiled again. The first quarter of the book was happy days. Then when Harry was starting to wish he were a part of this family he came to an article, apparently cut out of the Daily Profit. It was headlined,

"HE-WHO-MUST-NOT-BE-NAMED ATTACKS POINT STREET!" Harry turned back to their house picture. Sure enough in the background, there was a sign that said Point Street. He quickly turned back to the article.

"Last night You-Know-Who attacked a number of houses on Point Street, including Mr. and Mrs. Collins house. They were both killed by the Arvada Kedavra curse, after being tortured to figure out where their most valued item, was. It was a vase that was painted in the honor of the four founders of Hogwarts and it had been in their family for generations. That night it was stolen and no one knows why You-Know-Who took it or where it is now. It was said that Katherine, their child, was visiting her aunt at the time, and now is to reside with her. It has been a very grim day in Point Street today, especially for the Collins."

Harry was stunned. So this is what Katherine was yelling about in the living room.

He turned the page and to his surprise saw an article about him, and when he defeated Voldemort when he was just a child. He turned the page and saw another article about him, this time from when Voldemort returned in his fourth year, the "exclusive story" from the daily profit. He noticed she didn't have any of the bad stuff about him in it, like he was just putting on an act for attention. Harry was starting to get the impression that he was a hero to her.

All the sudden he heard the steady clomping of footsteps, so quickly hid the photo book and went under the covers. It was just Aunt Sara coming to check on him. She gazed at him for a while at the doorway, and then left. His head buzzing he quickly put the book back and then went to his bed.

What did Voldemort want the vase for? Could he not find one of Ravenclaws things and instead took the vase to use for his horcrux? As Harry turned the thought over and over in his head, he fell in to an uneasy sleep.

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TBC…

Oooooooooook… now we know a little about Katherine's and Aunt Sara's past. Yepppers…

Anywho MERRY CHRISMAHANQUANZA! I decided to try and get this chappie done before Christmas.

For a change in topic... I don't think I will post until I get some more reviews, because idk if my story is a total bomb or not, and that the people that are reviewing are just trying to be nice.

Since this is my first HP story (and it's Christmas) it would be nice if someone REVIEWED this chapter for a change. lol.

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