July 1 1995
Harry was sitting on the tree branch of a tree in the manor's backyard. His eyes was close. He was thinking on the current situation he was in. He was contemplating what he was going to do now. First is to see how strong he is. Does he possess the power of his devil fruit? His haki? How strong is he physically? First thing first is to see how strong he is physically. He looked at his body and he was small and scrawny. So easy to beat. He made a mental note in his mind to train his body to be stronger. Then his mind focused on his haki. He had to see if it exist here or is it just in the other world.
He shifted his sit position so he can focus easily. He took a deep breath, and focused on his surroundings, his vision was still dark but he kept going, then he saw a leaf fall and was about to lay on the top of his head and then he felt a leaf on the top of his head, the same leaf he saw. He smirked and opened his eyes. If he was to master his haki yet again and in this world then he would be an unstoppable force. Then he looked at his hand, and his mind willed itself to transform his hand and then it did. His smile got bigger. His smile grew bigger and more sinister. If he possessed the power of his devil fruit then it is game over for Dumbledore and Voldemort. Conquering the world was a piece of cake. Especially if the people here in this world are weak, vulnerable and easily manipulated.
He was confused by this world. The wizards and witches were fools for letting muggles lead this world when they can do it themselves. The one thing that was engraved in his mind was that the strong should always be the one to rule. Yet the magical community refuses to do so and look at them now. Living like rats and insects, hiding away from muggles when they are clearly the stronger beings. Well, maybe they were comfortable in that way. But he wasn't, it was restricting, binding. He was a pirate and free to do what he wants to do was his nature. And he can't do anything he wants if he always follow the rules and laws wizards and witches created to live in comfort and safety.
But as strong as he is, he can't do it alone. He have to find companions to succeed. Loyal companions. And to get stronger, magically. He still remembers his painful childhood at the hands of the Potters and during that time, his escape were the library and the house elf. He remembered clearly that the Potter library holds so many knowledge to become powerful. He had read a book in the library that would help him in his quest. And in that book it says that the person's magic is like muscle, one is to keep working on it to make it powerful. And that is what he is going to do. He would master his devil fruit again on a later time and he would train his haki, body and magic at the same time and he will start now.
Harry was now fired up, ready to train. He jumped down the tree and landed on his feet. He patted his knee to alleviate the pain he was feeling. He was very weak as of the moment and he couldn't wait to get stronger. When he was done patting his knee, Icy appeared out of the blue and he vowed low enough for his head to touch the ground. "Master Harry, Masters James and Lily is be summoning you to go to the living room." the elf said.
"Icy, how many times do I have to tell you that you don't have to call me master. And that you shouldn't bow to me." Harry said.
"As many as you can until you give up." Icy replied with a cheeky tone.
"Hahahahaha, well, I'm not giving up. I'm going to get through you and you will not bow to me and will not call me master. Mark my words Icy that will happen in the future." Harry said.
"I'm not giving up either Master Harry." Icy replied.
"Well, guess I have to go now. Go on continue with your work." Harry said with a dismissing tone and the elf disappeared with a pop. Harry started walking towards the manor, he was annoyed that he was just being ordered around, but he suppressed the emotion. Actually it was rather convenient that they summoned him. He has some things that he have to discuss with James and Lily. He arrived at the living room, James and Lily were sitting at one of the couch, Harry saw that a chair is available across and he sat there.
"So you "summoned" me? Harry ask while making quotation marks on the word summoned. James and Lily ignored his remark and James replied, "Yes we want to ask you if there is anything you need. We noticed that you lacked clothes and things that you own." Lily answered.
"Caught on have you?" Harry asked sarcastically and the Potters were now annoyed at his sarcasm. "Actually yes, I do need some things. Like a new wardrobe, furniture and exercise equipment. Also I'm going to need the full access to the library here." Harry said.
"Wait a minute, I understand the new wardrobe and furniture. But the equipment? And a full access to the library?" James asked incredulously. "Hey, you brought me back to life to kill Voldemort and I'm not going to sit on my ass and just let Voldemort kill me. If I'm going down. I'm going down with a fight." Harry answered angrily while pointing his finger to James.
"He's right James. Will you join us on shopping? Maybe tomorrow?" Lily asked. Harry nodded and replied "Yeah, sure. Is there anymore you want to talk about?" Harry asked.
"There is, we want to apologize for how we treated you back then. We were--" Lily was saying but was interjected by Harry. "Don't bother. It's water under the bridge. You should just move past it. I have." Harry said, then he stood up. "Anything else?" Harry asked.
"Can you give us a chance? To be your parents?" Lily asked meekly. Harry looked at both of his parents as if they are crazy and replied. "No, you stopped being my parents the day you gave me away and there's nothing you can do that will make you my parents again. But I guess that's what you wanted ever since." Harry replied, 'plus he already has a parent, his mum and he will destroy this world before he replaced her.' Harry thought. Then he stood up and went outside without a word.
Lily held her breath when Harry said that. And when he was finally outdoors. She wept. James held her and comforted her. He knew there was a little chance of Harry forgiving them. If he were in his shoes, he wouldn't forgive them either or give them a chance. To be honest, he was surprise that he wasn't hostile towards them. And that worried him, especially when he wants full access on the Potter library, which contained a lot of dark magic, one with the ritual to resurrect him using the Hallows. Knowledge that contained and has been hidden and stored 700 years. Even though he was his son, he never really felt love to him. His dad and mum would be disappointed at him if they knew how they treated Harry. He would probably be disowned and Lily would be disgraced and would be exiled from the magical world and would live in the muggle world.
James felt terrible for faking the emotion he was dawning while comforting Lily. He kept saying comforting words to her while stroking her back and wiping the tears on her cheeks. He sighed, he just wished that Lily would just let it go. "Come on Lily, what would you have expected? That he would immediately welcome us with open arms?" James asked with pity and sadness.
"Yes, I did. Is it wrong for me to hope that he would do that? He is our son James." Lily answered snappily. "No it's not wrong." James replied hastily while soothing her. "Maybe the relationship that we should have with him is of a friend rather than a parent." James continued. "But I do not want that. I want to him to see me as a mother." Lily replied her sobs harder than before. "I know that, but it is too late to be his mother now Lily. What if." James paused and took a deep breath. Lily paused and looked at her husband, awaiting for him to continue. "What if, he found someone on the other world that became his parents or parent? And that he don't want to replace them with us. Especially with how we………Neglected him, forgot even. Maybe it is for the best that we pursue a casual relationship with him first rather than an immediate parent relationship with him." James said.
Lily pondered on what he just said, it did make a lot of sense. It would explain why he wasn't hostile towards them like they expected. Instead he was indifferent towards. Maybe it was better to pursue a casual relationship with him rather than the parent relationship. She should be thankful that her son doesn't hate her. "You're right. I should be thankful that he doesn't hate us." Lily said enthusiastically while staring into space. She rubbed the tears off her eyes and looked at her husband. "Thank you" Lily said sweetly and kissed him.
July 3 1995
The Potters and Harry were in the dining table eating their breakfast. Michael was eating gracefully like a true pureblood heir. James, Lily and Jasmine were eating casually. Harry on the other hand was munching down his food like he usually does. Michael, as always, was disgusted in his twin brother. He always kept scowling or glaring at him but as always Harry ignored him. "By the way, today we're going to a Diagon alley and the London market to shop for Harry. Michael, do you want to go?" James announced to his family and asked Michael. "No, can I go to the Weasleys? Ron is training to be keeper this year and I want to help him." Michael asked.
"Okay, you can go BUT you must not give Molly or Arthur any trouble. Is that clear?" Lily said sternly. "Yes, of course. You know very much that it is Fred and George that always gives her trouble." Michael replied. "I know, I just want to be sure. You know these are dark times and we are all in danger." Lily replied back.
"I know, I know. I promise. We'll just hang out and keep out of trouble." Michael promised. Lily nodded casually and continued eating. Harry finished eating the same time as Jasmine. Though the ratio of food consumed was a big gap. Harry burped loudly. Jasmine looked at her brother with amazement while Michael cringed with disgust. James and Lily looked at Harry as if he was crazy. James sighed, it would take a lot of time before he got used to Harry's table manners. Jasmine looked at the plate with focus then she suddenly burped. The rest of them looked at her with shock. "Hahahahahahaha" Harry laughed loudly. "8 years later and you still follow what I do." Harry said. Jasmine looked Harry and asked "what do you mean?"
"Well I used to be the one that took care of you when you were 3 years old. Lily and James were busy at that time. With the boy-who-lived thing, so I took care of you. And you always follow and copy me." Harry said with a smile then she petted her hair. She returned the smile warmly and even beamed when he petted her. Michael wasn't like this with her, if she did that when he wasn't around, Michael would have scolded her and her parents would have taken his side as always. She was a bit sad when he called mum and dad by their names. Maybe he doesn't want to her to be his sister. And that having a good brother who is kind, understanding and loving was something she wasn't meant to have. Her thoughts were broken when Harry started speaking.
"What happened to the Dursleys by the way?" Harry asked. "You know after Vernon beat me to death." Harry said casually. "Well Vernon went into prison, Dudley and Tuney moved to another house. I don't know where to hide away from the scandal that Vernon created." Lily said.
"She's smart, to fully disconnect herself and Dudley from the magical world." Harry said and immediately left. "What does that mean?" James asked, Lily looked at Harry worriedly and then looked at James and shrug. "I do not know." Lily said in a whisper.
"Maybe it's just him being dramatic." Michael said with a shrug. "Maybe--" Jasmine tried to say but was cut off by Michael. "I'm going to the floo and call the Burrow." Michael interjected much to the chagrin of Jasmine, who huffed and left before Michael did. When it was just Lily and James at the table, they both sighed, they were always like this, butting heads with each other. They tried everything they can so they can at least be civil with each other but no, they would rather antagonize each other every opportunity they can get. James left the table first to floo the order of the Phoenix to inform them that they were going out to shop for Harry and the Ministry to inform them that they were not going to be present due to a family event. Lily then ordered an elf to clean the table and went to their room to prepare for the day.
Jasmine was stomping her feet towards the library, being the sister of the boy-who-lived was very hard and straining. Everyone she met in the magical world was only trying to befriend her just to get close with Michael. It was better in the muggle world but it was just temporary which made her sad. Having a git of a brother who made her home-life worse as much as he can. She arrived at the library and saw Harry reading a book. "Oh, I'm sorry. I thought you went to your room. I'll just go" Jasmine said quickly and was about to leave. "There's another room for you." Harry said and offered her a sit. "Are you sure? I thought you dislike us?" Jasmine asked.
"The three of them, yes, but you? No. Come here and sit down." Harry said, while gesturing her to come over. Jasmine walked towards him and took a seat. "What are you reading?" Jasmine asked, Harry didn't look at her when he replied. "About first year charms."
"Why?" Jasmine asked. Harry still kept on reading "Because, they're making me go to Hogwarts and I need to catch up with students in my age. It would be embarrassing wouldn't it? If we're to be classmates." Harry said. "Yeah, that would be embarrassing. Why don't you ask mum and dad to get some tutors?" Jasmine suggested. "That's actually a good idea. Do you know someone that would be willing to tutor me?" Harry asked.
"Hmmmm" Jasmine hummed with her finger tapping her chin. "Oh, Hermione could tutor you. She's a muggle-born you see. And she's very intelligent. The brightest witch of her age they say. She used to tutor me too. To catch up with my muggle studies. I think she would be glad to tutor you, though she might not be able to because of the OWLs." Jasmine said.
"What about you? You could tutor me. Lily did say you were ahead of your peers." Harry said.
"I can but it's only first year theory. If that's okay with you." Jasmine stated. "Great, you can start teaching me, with this transfiguration theory." Harry said, while showing her the part of the book that confused him. Jasmine then proceeded to tutor her older brother. She really enjoyed the time with him. He wasn't annoying or antagonize her like Michael did. He actually listens to her and does take her seriously unlike Michael did. He also praises her a lot which made her very happy and he was fun to be with. He does like to tease her a lot but it was playful unlike Michael, who was just mean and a git.
Lily was looking for Jasmine and Harry. She was in her house robes and was walking the halls of the third floor of the manor which housed the huge library. When she entered the library, the sight which she saw melted her. It was the sight of Harry and Jasmine spending time together, by the looks of it, Jasmine was teaching Harry some magical theory, then Harry started to laugh while Jasmine pouted and crossed her arms. Lily had seen that many times now to know that she wasn't really mad and was just playing along. She hated to break their bonding but they had to prepare for their upcoming activity. Lily cleared her throat and that got the attention of the both of them. "I'm sorry to break, whatever you're doing but you two have to prepare to go out." Lily said and the two of them nodded. "Uhmm do you have any clothes that would fit me?" Harry asked.
"Oh, don't worry, I'll get some clothes from Michael's wardrobe and order an elf to give it to you so that you can wear it. Any more problems?" Lily asked and the two shook their heads. "Okay then, go start and prepare for the day" With that Lily left immediately to style her hair. "Come on, let's clear this up so you can start preparing." Harry said while collecting the book and walked away to put it to their shelves where it used to be. Jasmine sighed and she stood up and waited for her brother to finish. When Harry returned to their table, Jasmine was waiting for him, he laid his arm on her shoulder and led them to the door. When they reached the second floor, they separated to go to their own rooms.