On the way to his chambers, a person bumped into him.
"Oh sorry about that." A voice said carelessly.
"Honestly, Potter, you can't even watch where you're going! And to think you're the Head Boy!" another voice said angrily.
Harry turned around abruptly. A person who looked almost exactly like him stood just a foot away from him. Next to the 'look-alike' stood a girl with wavy auburn hair that went down to her elbows and brilliant green eyes...his eyes. James potter and Lily Evans.
'Oh Merlin! These are my parents!' Harry thought frantically.
"Hey, you look just like me! I don't think I've seen you before-Hey, you're the guy that..that apparated in the Great Hall!" James exclaimed.
"Potter, you are so rude!" hissed Lily.
"Sorry for the," Lily glanced at James,"Inconvenience. Though I don't think I've seen you at Hogwarts before."
"Oh, er, I'm going to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor for the year." Harry answered carefully.
"Oh. Well, I"m sorry, you just looked like a student because you look ,er, young. I'm Lily Evans, Head Girl, and this is James Potter, the Head Boy...Lord knows how..." Lily added, muttering.
"Hey!" James said indignantly. "Er, not to be rude sir, but how d'you apparate into Hogwarts? Dumbledore can't even do that!"
Lily looked up at Harry, quite curious herself.
"I ,er, guess I just..can." Harry said lamely.
"Wow...you must be a very powerful wizard, then!" James said in awe.
"Well, we have rounds to do. We'll see you at breakfast Professor, er..." Lily said.
"Donovan." Harry said smiling.
"Er, right." Lily said uncertainly.
Harry walked to his chambers in deep thought.
'They seem so...uncivil to each other...Mum despises Dad.' Harry thought.
"Boggart." Harry said, when he got to the portrait.
When he got a good look of his chambers, he took a nice, hot shower. He wrapped a towel around his waist when he finished. He got a good look at himself. There were silver streaks in his jet black hair, which were after-effects from the Last Battle. No matter what he did, he couldn't get rid of them. He still had his glasses, but once in a while, he wore contacts. A mysterious thing about his eyes, were that sometimes, his eyes would turn silver. He was guessing Voldemort did it. He was relieved to see that his scar was fading away, barely showing now. His eyes flew to his forearm. Where a Dark Mark would be for a Death Eater, there was a thin scar that was shaped like a stag and a flower-a lily to be exact. Harry had a feeling that it appeared during the duel with Voldemort in the last battle. Harry's hair was still wet but he didn't pay attention to it. Harry's body had become more of a strong build, because the Dursleys hadn't been starving him for the past 2 years. His skin tone was great and his chest wand arms were nicely built and muscular.
Harry was startled when he heard a faint knock coming from the portrait. He immediately got out his wand and looked through the door with his silver eyes (it could come in handy at times; it was similar to Mad-Eye Moody's eye). He could see Lily Evans and James Potter nervously waiting outside. Harry threw aside his wand and opened the portrait.
"Er, hello Professor." Lily said. She immediately noticed his very fine chest and blushed.
"Hello Miss. Evans, Mr. Potter..Eh, what the hell, Lily, James." Harry said grinning. He stepped aside to let them in. They hesitantly stepped in.
"Er..." Lily said glancing at Harry's towel around his waist and blushing very hard.
'Oh shit!' Harry though, cursing at himself furiously.
"Oh, er, I'll be right back...Have a seat." Harry said hurriedly, leaving to get some proper clothes on.
Harry came back in the room with a black (tight) t shirt and some cotton pajama pants.
"Whoa, sir, where'd you get those eyes?!" James blurted out, not noticing it was rude. Lily slapped his arm, but Harry chuckled lightly.
"After-effects of the battle, I guess." Harry said quietly.
"Er..what battle?" James asked, confused.
"A battle with Voldemort." Harry answered quietly. Lily an James flinched at the name.
"Oh...I'm sorry." Lily said softly with a slight frown.
"Oh, it's okay. It's actually quite useful. I can see through things with these eyes. But my eyes are usually emerald. The silver one appears, depending on my mood...I can sometimes get it to work no matter how I feel." Harry said shrugging.
"Oh...Er, Professor?" Lily asked hesitantly.
Harry frowned deeply at this. He wished they would call him Harry...But then what's the respect of teachers for?
"Er, is something the matter?" Lily asked part curious, part afraid Harry would get offened by this.
"I'm only 18 years old." Harry answered.
"Whoa, only a year older than us! You must really be a good wizard to be able to teach that young! What can you do? I bet you're really powerful!" James exclaimed eagerly.
Harry chuckled. Lily gave a disapproving look, but looked as if she wanted to know too.
"Er, well, I can sometimes read people's minds, I've trained in Occlumency and Legilimens, er I've invented a few spells, I can apparate anywhere, and I can do wandless magic. I guess I have more skills, but can't remember or they are still unknown to me." Harry said slowly.
When Harry was finished, James and Lily were gaping at him. He felt uncomfortable with this so he cleared his voice and said, "Did you come to tell me anything?"
"What? Oh, er, yes." Lily said blushing yet again.
"Dumbledore said he wanted you in his office again soon." James answered.
"Alright then. I guess I'd better go now. See you two tomorrow." Harry said.
"Bye, Professor!" Lily said breathlessly.
"See you, Professor." James said.
Harry nodded to both of them before he apparated to Dumbledore's office.
