Heir of Hogwarts

By

Sannikex

Chapter Five

A/N: Okay, short chapter but I wanted to update because of the nice reviews (and thank Katie everybody it was she who nagged me into writing)! So, I had you confused? Good, here comes some explaining but it shouldn't be too clear in the end…Well, enjoy!

The light steps of children were now very close but none of the Trio noticed. They were staring around in disbelief. They were standing in a corridor very alike the one they had just been in but it still was very different. Daylight was seeping trough the tall windows. The owners of the steps, a boy and a girl who couldn't be more than four years were running straight towards them not seeming to notice the three teenagers standing in front of them. Ron called,

"Oy, kids! Hello!" But neither of the children stopped running and Ron who stubbornly stayed where he was almost fainted as the boy ran straight through him. Suddenly a voice was heard and the Trio immediately recognized it as Sarah Trotter's.

"They can't see you."

"What have you done? Where are we?" Harry called looking around for the owner of the voice.

"You won't be able to see me but I'm going to be here. You are at Potter Manor and I have transported you back in time. You are in 1964 it's Monday around ten o'clock and the two children were your father, Harry, and the girl was I."

"But you're not…Who are you?" Ron corrected himself.

"I am Jane Potter for about a week more in this time before becoming Magic and in three years I will become Sarah Trotter for some years and then back to Jane Potter. Quite fascinating actually."
"Are we related?" Harry asked and the smiling voice sobered.

"I'm your aunt, Harry. James was my twin." As Harry didn't answer she continued, "I didn't know how to tell you! I couldn't pop up and say, 'Hello Harry I'm your aunt. I haven't been here for all your life but now I am. Wanna do some catching up?' I decided that the best way was letting you see my life so you would understand my choices." Harry felt his knees go weak. Someone had to be joking him. At Privet Drive when he had wished for a family he had had none. He started at Hogwarts and found his own family, Ron and Hermione. Then Remus had appeared and shortly after his godfather. Now Sarah was telling him that she was his aunt.

"I didn't see you in the mirror of Erised," Harry objected weakly.

"No, but you didn't wish to see your family. You wished to see your dead family," Sarah's voice said gently. "You have to believe me, Harry. I would have been there for you if I could!"

"She is your aunt, Harry," Hermione said suddenly. The two boys turned surprised towards her and Hermione blushed. "I figured it out at our first lesson. Jane didn't want me to tell anyone. I'm sorry, Harry, she made me swear!" Harry couldn't help thinking that it seemed like everyone always were keeping things from him. Couldn't someone trust him? His friends did...or? His fifth year had destroyed something, he couldn't really label it but something was missing. He gave his friend a smile, unaware of the tiredness of it and his friends' worried expressions.

"Follow the children...us," The voice of Sarah Trotter said and the Trio turned, slowly making their way after the two children. Harry was surprised over the lack of questions on his mind. He didn't really feel something at all about his new relative. Who knew, maybe it was for the best. He might loose his newfound aunt anyway.

"Where are we?" Ginny clutched her wand looking around cautiously.

"How could I know Weasley? I didn't do this," her blonde companion snapped, his senses roaming the hallway they were in. Ginny thought he resembled to a cat ready to fight, shoulders tight and head moving from side to side to catch clues of their current position. A voice without owner suddenly spoke, "You are at Potter Manor. It's 1964." A string of curse words escaped both Ginny and Draco.

"Why, the he..Why did you do that?" Draco changed his mind. The voice spoke of cultivation and it was probably best to not swear.

"I told you, you interest me. I want to see your reaction to my life." The realization dawned in both the student's faces at the same time. Draco spun around,

"Jane Potter!" He spat looking as the name tasted bad in his mouth.

"Don't fret. You'll be onlookers. I'll be around but not to be seen." The voice said cryptically and silence sunk in the hall.

"What is happening?" Ginny asked, loosening her grip on the wand but not putting it away.

"We've been transported back in time. Or more correctly to the past," the Slytherin said and leaned back towards the wall. The redhead furrowed her brow.

"Like a pensive?" A bit surprised that she knew something about such a rare and powerful magical object he nodded. Quietly they started to walk down the corridor, wands at the ready.

"Jane, you wont be able to hold the spell, you're too weak," the black-haired man told the woman from his place at the window where the cold and milky moonlight spilled in.

"I can and I will, Severus," the woman said calmly, her grey eyes directed towards the swirling images erupting from the tip of her wand. The man sighed, why couldn't she take reason?

"It is going to drain you. You could end up in coma or…worse," he finished lamely. He couldn't quite bring himself to spell the words. Not referring to her.

"I'm no three-year-old, Severus. I know the risks and I will have to take them."

"Why?"

"I can't afford to let the people who's going to finish the Second Great War to make the same mistakes as I did," the grey-eyed woman said, still not meeting the man's eyes.

"You risk that your nephew once again will stand alone in the world?"

"He has his own family. Besides I don't care what happens to me. The prophecy said that I would be there to stand opposite Voldemort in the end. I will not die or be unconscious by then. That's what matters," the woman said, a scaring coldness giving her eyes the colour of stone.

"So the end of this war depends on a prophecy made thousand years ago?" The man raised an eyebrow. It was foolish to not think it would be war. It would.

"So it does," the woman said and for the first time since they had entered the room she met his gaze.

A/N2: As I said, short. Next chapter will content: explanation about Jane's powers, a stern grandmother and mischief. Do review! As you can see the encourage me ;)