AN: Important AN at the bottom.
Chapter 5
Enter Harry, Padfoot, and Moony
In November, Harry was walking with Blaise with Ghost following right behind. Blaise knelt to pet the cat and it purred happily.
"Uncle Remus? What are you doing here? And why are you with Harry?" Came Iria's voice. Harry turned his slightly smiling face from Blaise and into a cold mask in the direction of the voice. The two Slytherins ran to where Harry's sister was with their wands out. The scene was that of Iria and Remus with a dog what looked like Sirius' animagus form and a boy that looked almost exactly like Harry.
"Iria, some over here. That isn't Remus." Harry said sternly. The thirteen year old looked to her brother in surprise.
"Who are you?" Remus asked.
"Iria! Come over here now!" Harry ordered. He didn't like his sister, but she was still his sister and he didn't want her to be killed.
"Who are you?" The Harry look alike asked.
"I'm Harry Potter you dolt! Iria! I'm not going to say it again!" The girl ran over to her elder brother and picked up her cat before hiding behind him. "Go away and leaver her alone!" He said coldly, a voice that screamed obedience.
"You go away, deatheater!" The look-alike yelled.
"I won't when you threaten my sister. I must commend you, though, getting a werewolf to pose as Remus and have a dog that looks like Sirius, but I must ask, the look-alike confuses me. Would it be Polyjuice?" He asked. "Blaise, write a letter to the headmaster and send it with Ghost." His girlfriend nodded and when Iria had to give up her pet, she clung to Harry for protection. Harry shot restraints at the three and pulled them closer.
"What's going on?" The imposter demanded.
"I'm holding you here until Professor Dumbledore and the REAL Remus and Sirius get here."
"Mum and dad might come too, they would just leave Tyler with Aunt Annie." Iria said. Harry growled angrily. "They would want to make sure I'm alright."
"Those gits don't need to be here. I would rather not have Sirius or Remus here."
"That makes it easy to say that you're not Harry Potter, his parents are dead!" Remus said.
"Liar! They aren't dead! We would have gotten an owl, wouldn't we Harry? They aren't dead, right?" Iria screamed, stepping down from spoiled brat to scared child.
"No, they aren't dead, Iria. They're probably on their way here right now to give you another gift or something." He said, rubbing her back calmly.
"This sucks! The one walk we get together without your stupid brother, these bloody gits ruin it! Why couldn't you have picked another day?" Blaise growled.
"Calm down Blaise, I'll see if I can walk tomorrow." Harry said, giving the girl a kiss on her forehead.
"Iria? Are you okay, honey?" James ran up and roughly pulled the girl from his son. "What did you do to her?"
"I didn't hurt your daughter, those three approached her." Harry sneered, pointing to the three.
"Who are you?" Dumbledore ordered, looking very powerful at the moment. The three were instead looking at James in horror.
"You're dead! You're dead! I saw yours and Lily's body! You're dead, Voldemort killed you!" Sirius yelled, or what looked like Sirius. The dog changed into him, though he looked haunted and sick.
"What sick game are you playing? My father's been dead for fourteen years." The imposter Harry growled.
"Albus, they smell like Harry, Sirius, and me." Remus said quietly.
"Harry, let them go." Dumbledore said. Harry did as he was told and took a protective step towards his girlfriend while James pulled Iria closer. "Who are you?"
"I'm Harry Potter and these two are Professor Lupin and Sirius."
"Stop calling me Professor, it makes me feel old." The other Remus said.
"Why do you think James is dead?" Dumbledore asked.
"Everyone knows the story of the Boy-Who-Lived." Sirius gapped. "Every wizard knows his name! When he was a year old, Voldemort attacked his house and killed James, then Lily. He turned his wand on Harry and couldn't kill him. Harry was left with that scar as proof tat he survived the killing curse. Everyone knows that."
"Bloody annoying." The Harry imposter muttered. "Too much attention."
"That never happened. Voldemort attacked when Iria was one and Harry was three." Dumbledore explained. "Iria defeated him and has a scar on her arm."
"Where a piece of roof hit her." Harry added. The others glared at him and he glared right back.
"What's going on?" The other Sirius asked. "Why is your story different?"
"I think you have a different past. What happened before you came here?" Dumbledore asked.
"Well, I don't know. I just came to meet Pro- Remus as he came back from the forest." The other Harry said.
"I gave you a letter and we handed it off over Snuffle's head. I don't know where it is. It just crumbled and disappeared. I didn't really notice a different place until that strange girl came over." He pointed to Iria.
"Looks like we didn't need to be here, do you want to continue our walk or turn in, Blaise?" Harry asked.
"Let's just sit in the common room." The black haired girl said.
"Wait!" Dumbledore demanded. The pair of Slytherins stopped and looked ot their headmaster. "Harry, you shall stay with them in and apartment in the dungeons. It wouldn't do to have two of you walking around. There will be two rooms, two beds per room." He said. Harry's jaw dropped.
"I have to baby sit them?" He gasped.
"Harry." James growled.
"Mr. Potter, your things have been moved, or will be moved by the time we get there." Dumbledore said sternly.
"I guess it's a good thing I don't have to sleep with Malfoy again." Harry said under his breath.
"Miss Zambini, if you would go back to your common room." Dumbledore said. Harry and Blaise kissed briefly before the girl walked back to Slytherin.
"You're a Slytherin!" The other Harry gasped. Harry scowled at him.
"Brilliant observation. Yes, I am."
"Bloody embarrassment is what he is." Sirius said. "I take it your not a snake too then?"
"I'm a Gryffindor."
"At least your godson is in a good house and has some sense." Sirius said to the haunted one. Harry's eyes narrowed.
"Professor? Where's our rooms? I'm going to turn in, double Potions." He said.
"Right this way. Iria, you may go. James, Remus, Sirius, meet me in my office after I show these four their rooms." The old wizard said. They reached the entrance to the dungeons when Harry turned to his younger sister.
"Iria, you may go means beat it." Harry snapped.
"I'll tell mum!" Iria whined.
"Grow up! What'll she do? Ground me? Now go run to dad, go on. I shall await his owl." Harry said before walking off, leaving a fuming Iria. "I can't believe were related, she acts like Malfoy." Harry grumbled as he walked next to his other self.
Here it is, the password is Brian's Den." Harry felt his heart stop.
"No, change it." He croaked.
"Your father suggested it on the way here." Dumbledore said. The door opened and they saw a comfortable living area that had white walls and two couches, three chairs, and a small table for food and drinks, if needed. There was a bookcase with a few books and when Harry went into his room, he saw his portable library on his bed. The walls were stone with a cozy glow from the lights. The beds were like those of the Slytherin's dorms and the beds were each on big, green rugs that would keep their feet warm in the morning instead of the cold stone floors.
Harry set his library up and glared angrily at the wall. "Bloody git." He hissed, thinking of his father and the password.
"It's very," he looked up to see Harry pausing in his sentence. "Slytherin."
"You never go into my library. I imagine if you have something personal, you would wish to keep it private, my library is mine." He said, not returning the greeting.
"I never let anyone near my scrapbook. It's the only way I can see my parents."
"You're lucky, you can always believe that your parents would be proud of you or love your. You don't ever have to know you were a mistake, you know?" Harry said.
"I wish I could remember more then just them dying."
"You're James." Harry said. We can't go around with the same name so you're James." He said.
"Would you mind it too much if I asked you what your family's like?" James asked.
"What do you want to know?"
"Well, I live with the Dursleys. They're horrid. Don't like magic, you know? I didn't even know magic existed until I was eleven. They locked me in the cupboard under the stairs for the first ten years, then moved me to Dudley's second bedroom. Never fed me much, and they hate me. Loved their son, Dudley. He's fatter then he is tall." James said.
"Iria had a twin sister, Voldemort killed her. Markus is four years younger then me and Tyler is eight. Mum and dad's favorite is Iria, as she's the 'Girl-Who-Lived'. They just guessed, I didn't say what happened, they have no idea what really happened. Only me and Voldemort know that. I live in the room off the kitchen with the house-elves, Minnie and Mickey.
"Mum and dad hate me, they don't consider me their son. Iria and Markus hate me and are very cruel about it. Tyler used to be alright to me, treated me the same as he treated Markus and Iria. But mum and dad quickly changed his mind, now I just don't exist in his eyes. Remus, Sirius, and Annie don't like me, and neither does Elizabeth. Emrys was given to me by Bryan and I bought my owl Hedwig. Iria dislikes me even more because her cat, Ghost, likes me better. In fact, the cat is most likely pawing at the door." He said, getting up. He walked to the door and opened it, letting a small black cat in.
He looked to see the two adults watching him curiously. He looked sharply at them. He shut the door and the moment the door shut, he heard a knock on it. Harry opened it to see Sirius and Remus. He scowled quickly and slammed the door.
"Why did you shut the door on them?" Sirius asked.
"They don't need to be here." He said as the door emitted bangs. "Go away!" He yelled.
"Let us in you damn kid! We came to wish the others welcome!" Remus' voice came in. "If you don't let us in, I'll tell about your little gift!"
"I'm surprised you haven't already! Now go away! They got your message!"
"Open the door you pile of filth!" Sirius yelled.
"You can sleep out with the rest of the dogs!" Harry yelled back. He quickly put up a silencing charm and turned to the two stunned adults, mainly Remus. "You aren't allowed in that room. I don't like werewolves near me while I sleep. It's nothing against you per say, I don't know you, only the wolf." Harry said. He saw how his words hurt the man and he didn't like to hurt people he didn't know. "When I was eight, I was kidnapped by a werewolf for a year and he took all of his anger out on me so that his transformation was easier. I didn't even trust Brian, who was my surrogate father, around me at night. He was the one that saved me when the other one was killed by anti-werewolf people." He explained. If he didn't tell them, he had the feeling that someone else would tell them when they asked.
"You don't get along with the Sirius and Remus of this world, do you?" Sirius asked.
"Thank you for stating the obvious. How'd you guess?" Harry asked sarcastically.
"I can see why if you always act like this."
"I think that you shall be called Orion and you shall be called Howie." He said to Remus, the werewolf colored.
"Why Howie?" Orion asked.
"Middle name, didn't you know?" He asked, giving a slight smile. "Guess not, you all got drunk when Elizabeth was born, but I would think that you would still go out after she was born."
"Who?" Howie asked.
"Elizabeth Black, you know, Sirius and Annie's daughter? She's coming to Hogwarts next year." Harry said.
"Dau-daughter?" Orion stumbled on his words. "What does she look like? What's she like?"
"Well, she's short and has your hair, eyes, nose, and hands while the rest of her is Annie. I don't know her too well, but I do know that she laughs a lot, but she also acts a lot like Iria, only child syndrome. I think dad and Sirius are planning on marrying her and Markus off. But she would still be well off, you know how there is a vault for the oldest son to start off their life with? That's Markus'. He has all of the oldest son's rights." Harry said.
"What about you?"
"What about me? They don't acknowledge me as their son." Harry said calmly, carefully hiding all of his feelings.
"Why not?" The werewolf asked.
"I was a mistake." He said simply before walking into his room, leaving James, who was in the doorway, to talk to the men of his timeline.
Emrysss, thessse are sssome sstrange people. He said. The snake yawned and fell asleep, the teenager quickly followed.
In the morning, Harry got up and went to where the sitting room was and called a book to him, it was a book on elementals. He curled up in the black chair and began to read.
"What are you doing up?" A tired voice asked. He looked up to see Howie sitting on the couch, drinking something, maybe tea.
"I always wake up at this time. The doors down here don't open for another," he looked at his watch, "hour or so. They don't trust any of us down here." He said before returning to his book.
"You're the one that defeated Voldemort, aren't you?" The question came out of the blue and Harry's head snapped up. "Your sister didn't did she?"
"What are you talking about?" Harry asked suspiciously.
"Your scar, that's from the killing curse, and the way you act about it. To me, and most likely Sirius and our Harry, it's very easy to tell." The man said.
"It doesn't matter what you say. You know that, right?" Harry asked.
"I wasn't planning on saying anything."
"The other you is Iria and Tyler's godfather. He favors Iria, though. Everyone does, except Sirius, he favors Markus because he's Markus' godfather. I don't have a godfather anymore. Sirius told me in no uncertain terms when I was sorted into Slytherin that if mum and dad died, I wouldn't live under his roof. He said I could just live on the streets and die because I'm Slytherin." Harry's eyes narrowed in hatred. "I be the moment I graduate, mum and dad will send me to the ministry to hold so that I don't join the Dark Lord. They already have me checked once a year, even before the slimy git came back. Who in their right mind would join something like that, especially if you were thought to be a half blood, yeh, lets go join some hypocritical bastard that kills people like me because of what they are." Harry shook his head in disgust as his face twisted. He had decided that he gives each new person a bit of information, maybe and they can put it all together. That way they wouldn't get the biased view of his parents only.
"The Lily and James I know died to protect Harry. Lily traded her life for his." Howie said. "I don't think I could imagine them or me even being like you say."
"It's not like I expected you to believe me." Harry checked his watch. "The locks should let us out any minute now." Before the doors could open, though, a tired James (Harry) walked in.
"It's veeery weird waking up to Slytherin colors." James yawned.
"He's going to be junior, that's what Sirius thought of." Howie said. Harry nodded.
"Let's go to breakfast, then wake Orion up. The doors should allow us out by now." Harry said. Howie left the room and returned dragging out a very tired Orion.
"Why do I have to wake up this bloody early in the morning?" He grumbled before turning into a dog.
"Why is he a dog?" Harry asked.
"Sirius, in this world, you aren't on the run." Howie said with an amused grin on his face.
"I'm hungry, let's go!" Junior whined.
"Let's go then." Harry opened the door to see his father about to knock. Harry withdrew the thought of slamming the door in his face as he stood to the side and let James, Lily, Tyler, Sirius, Remus, Annie, and Elizabeth in. Harry groaned under his breath.
AN: Alright, the last four chapters were background information. Sorry that I haven't updated often, but I hope to update more during the summer because of the lack of school. Now that it's the end of the year, the teachers are really hitting hard. They have to get everything in and finals are coming up. I uh, kinda skipped homework for this weekend so far and graduations are all over the place and the parties, can't forget those, and giving away presents and birthdays and weddings and anniversaries. Can't these people plan away from the end of school? I didn't have enough time to check over it, so sorry if I have some mistakes.
So, yeah, been kinda buisy. Oh, yeah. I know that Remus' middle name begins with a J. not here it doesn't. And I messed up earlier, the info Harry reeled off is the truth, Iria is a year younger. Sorry!
Thanks to:
Mr. Happy Java Man(2): uh, voldie came back in Harry's third year.
Arwen: kinda sorta. just look up time travel in the search for summaries or abandon, usually those will bring some fics up.
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Calen: He might really not like them, but he really isn't evil, they are his family and he doesn't like to hurt people very much.
Sanity is Relative
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SiLvErFaTeD: your name is really hard to type
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Chapter 5
Enter Harry, Padfoot, and Moony
In November, Harry was walking with Blaise with Ghost following right behind. Blaise knelt to pet the cat and it purred happily.
"Uncle Remus? What are you doing here? And why are you with Harry?" Came Iria's voice. Harry turned his slightly smiling face from Blaise and into a cold mask in the direction of the voice. The two Slytherins ran to where Harry's sister was with their wands out. The scene was that of Iria and Remus with a dog what looked like Sirius' animagus form and a boy that looked almost exactly like Harry.
"Iria, some over here. That isn't Remus." Harry said sternly. The thirteen year old looked to her brother in surprise.
"Who are you?" Remus asked.
"Iria! Come over here now!" Harry ordered. He didn't like his sister, but she was still his sister and he didn't want her to be killed.
"Who are you?" The Harry look alike asked.
"I'm Harry Potter you dolt! Iria! I'm not going to say it again!" The girl ran over to her elder brother and picked up her cat before hiding behind him. "Go away and leaver her alone!" He said coldly, a voice that screamed obedience.
"You go away, deatheater!" The look-alike yelled.
"I won't when you threaten my sister. I must commend you, though, getting a werewolf to pose as Remus and have a dog that looks like Sirius, but I must ask, the look-alike confuses me. Would it be Polyjuice?" He asked. "Blaise, write a letter to the headmaster and send it with Ghost." His girlfriend nodded and when Iria had to give up her pet, she clung to Harry for protection. Harry shot restraints at the three and pulled them closer.
"What's going on?" The imposter demanded.
"I'm holding you here until Professor Dumbledore and the REAL Remus and Sirius get here."
"Mum and dad might come too, they would just leave Tyler with Aunt Annie." Iria said. Harry growled angrily. "They would want to make sure I'm alright."
"Those gits don't need to be here. I would rather not have Sirius or Remus here."
"That makes it easy to say that you're not Harry Potter, his parents are dead!" Remus said.
"Liar! They aren't dead! We would have gotten an owl, wouldn't we Harry? They aren't dead, right?" Iria screamed, stepping down from spoiled brat to scared child.
"No, they aren't dead, Iria. They're probably on their way here right now to give you another gift or something." He said, rubbing her back calmly.
"This sucks! The one walk we get together without your stupid brother, these bloody gits ruin it! Why couldn't you have picked another day?" Blaise growled.
"Calm down Blaise, I'll see if I can walk tomorrow." Harry said, giving the girl a kiss on her forehead.
"Iria? Are you okay, honey?" James ran up and roughly pulled the girl from his son. "What did you do to her?"
"I didn't hurt your daughter, those three approached her." Harry sneered, pointing to the three.
"Who are you?" Dumbledore ordered, looking very powerful at the moment. The three were instead looking at James in horror.
"You're dead! You're dead! I saw yours and Lily's body! You're dead, Voldemort killed you!" Sirius yelled, or what looked like Sirius. The dog changed into him, though he looked haunted and sick.
"What sick game are you playing? My father's been dead for fourteen years." The imposter Harry growled.
"Albus, they smell like Harry, Sirius, and me." Remus said quietly.
"Harry, let them go." Dumbledore said. Harry did as he was told and took a protective step towards his girlfriend while James pulled Iria closer. "Who are you?"
"I'm Harry Potter and these two are Professor Lupin and Sirius."
"Stop calling me Professor, it makes me feel old." The other Remus said.
"Why do you think James is dead?" Dumbledore asked.
"Everyone knows the story of the Boy-Who-Lived." Sirius gapped. "Every wizard knows his name! When he was a year old, Voldemort attacked his house and killed James, then Lily. He turned his wand on Harry and couldn't kill him. Harry was left with that scar as proof tat he survived the killing curse. Everyone knows that."
"Bloody annoying." The Harry imposter muttered. "Too much attention."
"That never happened. Voldemort attacked when Iria was one and Harry was three." Dumbledore explained. "Iria defeated him and has a scar on her arm."
"Where a piece of roof hit her." Harry added. The others glared at him and he glared right back.
"What's going on?" The other Sirius asked. "Why is your story different?"
"I think you have a different past. What happened before you came here?" Dumbledore asked.
"Well, I don't know. I just came to meet Pro- Remus as he came back from the forest." The other Harry said.
"I gave you a letter and we handed it off over Snuffle's head. I don't know where it is. It just crumbled and disappeared. I didn't really notice a different place until that strange girl came over." He pointed to Iria.
"Looks like we didn't need to be here, do you want to continue our walk or turn in, Blaise?" Harry asked.
"Let's just sit in the common room." The black haired girl said.
"Wait!" Dumbledore demanded. The pair of Slytherins stopped and looked ot their headmaster. "Harry, you shall stay with them in and apartment in the dungeons. It wouldn't do to have two of you walking around. There will be two rooms, two beds per room." He said. Harry's jaw dropped.
"I have to baby sit them?" He gasped.
"Harry." James growled.
"Mr. Potter, your things have been moved, or will be moved by the time we get there." Dumbledore said sternly.
"I guess it's a good thing I don't have to sleep with Malfoy again." Harry said under his breath.
"Miss Zambini, if you would go back to your common room." Dumbledore said. Harry and Blaise kissed briefly before the girl walked back to Slytherin.
"You're a Slytherin!" The other Harry gasped. Harry scowled at him.
"Brilliant observation. Yes, I am."
"Bloody embarrassment is what he is." Sirius said. "I take it your not a snake too then?"
"I'm a Gryffindor."
"At least your godson is in a good house and has some sense." Sirius said to the haunted one. Harry's eyes narrowed.
"Professor? Where's our rooms? I'm going to turn in, double Potions." He said.
"Right this way. Iria, you may go. James, Remus, Sirius, meet me in my office after I show these four their rooms." The old wizard said. They reached the entrance to the dungeons when Harry turned to his younger sister.
"Iria, you may go means beat it." Harry snapped.
"I'll tell mum!" Iria whined.
"Grow up! What'll she do? Ground me? Now go run to dad, go on. I shall await his owl." Harry said before walking off, leaving a fuming Iria. "I can't believe were related, she acts like Malfoy." Harry grumbled as he walked next to his other self.
Here it is, the password is Brian's Den." Harry felt his heart stop.
"No, change it." He croaked.
"Your father suggested it on the way here." Dumbledore said. The door opened and they saw a comfortable living area that had white walls and two couches, three chairs, and a small table for food and drinks, if needed. There was a bookcase with a few books and when Harry went into his room, he saw his portable library on his bed. The walls were stone with a cozy glow from the lights. The beds were like those of the Slytherin's dorms and the beds were each on big, green rugs that would keep their feet warm in the morning instead of the cold stone floors.
Harry set his library up and glared angrily at the wall. "Bloody git." He hissed, thinking of his father and the password.
"It's very," he looked up to see Harry pausing in his sentence. "Slytherin."
"You never go into my library. I imagine if you have something personal, you would wish to keep it private, my library is mine." He said, not returning the greeting.
"I never let anyone near my scrapbook. It's the only way I can see my parents."
"You're lucky, you can always believe that your parents would be proud of you or love your. You don't ever have to know you were a mistake, you know?" Harry said.
"I wish I could remember more then just them dying."
"You're James." Harry said. We can't go around with the same name so you're James." He said.
"Would you mind it too much if I asked you what your family's like?" James asked.
"What do you want to know?"
"Well, I live with the Dursleys. They're horrid. Don't like magic, you know? I didn't even know magic existed until I was eleven. They locked me in the cupboard under the stairs for the first ten years, then moved me to Dudley's second bedroom. Never fed me much, and they hate me. Loved their son, Dudley. He's fatter then he is tall." James said.
"Iria had a twin sister, Voldemort killed her. Markus is four years younger then me and Tyler is eight. Mum and dad's favorite is Iria, as she's the 'Girl-Who-Lived'. They just guessed, I didn't say what happened, they have no idea what really happened. Only me and Voldemort know that. I live in the room off the kitchen with the house-elves, Minnie and Mickey.
"Mum and dad hate me, they don't consider me their son. Iria and Markus hate me and are very cruel about it. Tyler used to be alright to me, treated me the same as he treated Markus and Iria. But mum and dad quickly changed his mind, now I just don't exist in his eyes. Remus, Sirius, and Annie don't like me, and neither does Elizabeth. Emrys was given to me by Bryan and I bought my owl Hedwig. Iria dislikes me even more because her cat, Ghost, likes me better. In fact, the cat is most likely pawing at the door." He said, getting up. He walked to the door and opened it, letting a small black cat in.
He looked to see the two adults watching him curiously. He looked sharply at them. He shut the door and the moment the door shut, he heard a knock on it. Harry opened it to see Sirius and Remus. He scowled quickly and slammed the door.
"Why did you shut the door on them?" Sirius asked.
"They don't need to be here." He said as the door emitted bangs. "Go away!" He yelled.
"Let us in you damn kid! We came to wish the others welcome!" Remus' voice came in. "If you don't let us in, I'll tell about your little gift!"
"I'm surprised you haven't already! Now go away! They got your message!"
"Open the door you pile of filth!" Sirius yelled.
"You can sleep out with the rest of the dogs!" Harry yelled back. He quickly put up a silencing charm and turned to the two stunned adults, mainly Remus. "You aren't allowed in that room. I don't like werewolves near me while I sleep. It's nothing against you per say, I don't know you, only the wolf." Harry said. He saw how his words hurt the man and he didn't like to hurt people he didn't know. "When I was eight, I was kidnapped by a werewolf for a year and he took all of his anger out on me so that his transformation was easier. I didn't even trust Brian, who was my surrogate father, around me at night. He was the one that saved me when the other one was killed by anti-werewolf people." He explained. If he didn't tell them, he had the feeling that someone else would tell them when they asked.
"You don't get along with the Sirius and Remus of this world, do you?" Sirius asked.
"Thank you for stating the obvious. How'd you guess?" Harry asked sarcastically.
"I can see why if you always act like this."
"I think that you shall be called Orion and you shall be called Howie." He said to Remus, the werewolf colored.
"Why Howie?" Orion asked.
"Middle name, didn't you know?" He asked, giving a slight smile. "Guess not, you all got drunk when Elizabeth was born, but I would think that you would still go out after she was born."
"Who?" Howie asked.
"Elizabeth Black, you know, Sirius and Annie's daughter? She's coming to Hogwarts next year." Harry said.
"Dau-daughter?" Orion stumbled on his words. "What does she look like? What's she like?"
"Well, she's short and has your hair, eyes, nose, and hands while the rest of her is Annie. I don't know her too well, but I do know that she laughs a lot, but she also acts a lot like Iria, only child syndrome. I think dad and Sirius are planning on marrying her and Markus off. But she would still be well off, you know how there is a vault for the oldest son to start off their life with? That's Markus'. He has all of the oldest son's rights." Harry said.
"What about you?"
"What about me? They don't acknowledge me as their son." Harry said calmly, carefully hiding all of his feelings.
"Why not?" The werewolf asked.
"I was a mistake." He said simply before walking into his room, leaving James, who was in the doorway, to talk to the men of his timeline.
Emrysss, thessse are sssome sstrange people. He said. The snake yawned and fell asleep, the teenager quickly followed.
In the morning, Harry got up and went to where the sitting room was and called a book to him, it was a book on elementals. He curled up in the black chair and began to read.
"What are you doing up?" A tired voice asked. He looked up to see Howie sitting on the couch, drinking something, maybe tea.
"I always wake up at this time. The doors down here don't open for another," he looked at his watch, "hour or so. They don't trust any of us down here." He said before returning to his book.
"You're the one that defeated Voldemort, aren't you?" The question came out of the blue and Harry's head snapped up. "Your sister didn't did she?"
"What are you talking about?" Harry asked suspiciously.
"Your scar, that's from the killing curse, and the way you act about it. To me, and most likely Sirius and our Harry, it's very easy to tell." The man said.
"It doesn't matter what you say. You know that, right?" Harry asked.
"I wasn't planning on saying anything."
"The other you is Iria and Tyler's godfather. He favors Iria, though. Everyone does, except Sirius, he favors Markus because he's Markus' godfather. I don't have a godfather anymore. Sirius told me in no uncertain terms when I was sorted into Slytherin that if mum and dad died, I wouldn't live under his roof. He said I could just live on the streets and die because I'm Slytherin." Harry's eyes narrowed in hatred. "I be the moment I graduate, mum and dad will send me to the ministry to hold so that I don't join the Dark Lord. They already have me checked once a year, even before the slimy git came back. Who in their right mind would join something like that, especially if you were thought to be a half blood, yeh, lets go join some hypocritical bastard that kills people like me because of what they are." Harry shook his head in disgust as his face twisted. He had decided that he gives each new person a bit of information, maybe and they can put it all together. That way they wouldn't get the biased view of his parents only.
"The Lily and James I know died to protect Harry. Lily traded her life for his." Howie said. "I don't think I could imagine them or me even being like you say."
"It's not like I expected you to believe me." Harry checked his watch. "The locks should let us out any minute now." Before the doors could open, though, a tired James (Harry) walked in.
"It's veeery weird waking up to Slytherin colors." James yawned.
"He's going to be junior, that's what Sirius thought of." Howie said. Harry nodded.
"Let's go to breakfast, then wake Orion up. The doors should allow us out by now." Harry said. Howie left the room and returned dragging out a very tired Orion.
"Why do I have to wake up this bloody early in the morning?" He grumbled before turning into a dog.
"Why is he a dog?" Harry asked.
"Sirius, in this world, you aren't on the run." Howie said with an amused grin on his face.
"I'm hungry, let's go!" Junior whined.
"Let's go then." Harry opened the door to see his father about to knock. Harry withdrew the thought of slamming the door in his face as he stood to the side and let James, Lily, Tyler, Sirius, Remus, Annie, and Elizabeth in. Harry groaned under his breath.
AN: Alright, the last four chapters were background information. Sorry that I haven't updated often, but I hope to update more during the summer because of the lack of school. Now that it's the end of the year, the teachers are really hitting hard. They have to get everything in and finals are coming up. I uh, kinda skipped homework for this weekend so far and graduations are all over the place and the parties, can't forget those, and giving away presents and birthdays and weddings and anniversaries. Can't these people plan away from the end of school? I didn't have enough time to check over it, so sorry if I have some mistakes.
So, yeah, been kinda buisy. Oh, yeah. I know that Remus' middle name begins with a J. not here it doesn't. And I messed up earlier, the info Harry reeled off is the truth, Iria is a year younger. Sorry!
Thanks to:
Mr. Happy Java Man(2): uh, voldie came back in Harry's third year.
Arwen: kinda sorta. just look up time travel in the search for summaries or abandon, usually those will bring some fics up.
dead feather(2): dude, this is another dimension. I think I said that in the summary. But, you got it right in your second review, the last ones are just background info. And I'm not planning on giving this story up any time soon.
krr84
Calen: He might really not like them, but he really isn't evil, they are his family and he doesn't like to hurt people very much.
Sanity is Relative
Lunadea3454
SiLvErFaTeD: your name is really hard to type
knot2be
Itty bitty evil kitty of doom
Iced Flame
bubblegumb1: they came from the real HP universe. I haven't seen very many from the view point of the other dimension.
Jen: well thank you for giving it a shot
HarrySlytherinson
Prongsblacks: Nope, he hates voldie
eruve tinwen
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Atticus J. Finch
Ashlie Popperwell
Star Mage1
Lil Miss Potter
Fangfoot
Sharker11: They are different peeps.
A-man
Slimpun
Chi (Elda) Motosuwa: Uh, plot? I think, he actually just had to die. My mom has called me cruel before
jjjjjjj
InDePeNdAnT-cHiK: uv got a hard to type screen name too. and thank you
potter-man1: i'm pretty sure, maybe i should take the one paragraph from law & order where they say that any people or events that are related to this it isn't that?
serendepetee: I think they are in denial, but im not sure. Cause adults so hate to admit they are wrong.
insanechildfanfic
ER: his girlfriend likes him.
Eric2
FroBoy
SailorBaby16
Pronglet
TopQuark
Lyla Snape
GEmory
Ibozun
anthenakitty: you'll have ta find out.