Green Light – Chapter 5 – Fainting relatives

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Harry Potter was pissed.

And he wasn't pissed about the change of the timeline that he already caused in one day, no, he was pissed at Dumbledore. His godfather didn't want to hand him over to the old headmaster and when Dumbledore got annoyed, he just summoned Harry, just to get him away from Sirius. Right now he just closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, while Dumbledore walked out of the door of his parents' house. And then he thought about what he had to do, if he wanted to succeed.

So, how it seems, Sirius was thrown back in time as well, so Harry wouldn't be in this alone. Sirius was 37 years old when he died, so right now, Harry was about 3 years older than him. But that didn't matter. Harry didn't even think that Sirius was thrown back in the first place.

Ok, so Harry had just saved Lily's and James' lives without anyone knowing and then Sirius came and Harry gets accioed by that bastard headmaster that wants to have Harry killed, so he could get the credit for Voldemort's death. Now Harry is brought to his realtives, which are Petunia Dursley, Lily's sister, and her whale husband, Vernon, and their whale son, Dudley. Harry didn't want to go back to those barbaric abusive magic hating gits but it seemed like it had to happen. So unless he wanted to get on Dumbledore's bad side before he could properly walk, he would have to stay at the Dursley's house. For a very long 10 years. Or should he just run away from his relatives house and live somewhere else? He could do magic without being discovered, after all. Everybody would just assume that it was accidental magic. He could just obliviate them to think magic wasn't real. They would of course still know about the Potter's and all , but they wouldn't know about their existence as witches and wizards.

As soon as he finished that thought, Harry made up his mind. He would stay at the Dursley's for about a year and obliviate them before running off. The blood wards probably wouldn't even be activated in the first place, since Harry never really considered Privet Drive as his home. So where was the problem in just disappearing after some time? I mean, Harry had already changed the person picking him up from Godric's Hollow, so why not change more? Then, as Harry thought about everything in the dark night of the 31st of October, a wicked grin spread on his face. He had an idea. He would make Aunt Petunia scream even louder than the last time. He really was a Slytherin, and the Weasley twins should have been, too. But as he had learned from them, a prankster never tells his secrets. But if he just ran away from the Dursley's, where would he go?He had always wanted to be an animagus, but he had so much work to do that he didn't have time to. But over the time Harry also realized that being an Auror really wasn't the right job for him to do. He, to be honest, had had enough duelling after taking down that silly excuse of someone calling himself Lord Voldemort.

But right now he couldn't do anything about it. Dumbledore was still walking and it was really weird. Why didn't he just apparate? It would be much faster, you know. But well, Harry couldn't just yell for him to hear: 'JUST APPARATE, YOU DUMBASS!' That would be really confusing and his secret would most likely be revealed, so Harry kept his mouth shut and soon fell asleep still grinning wickedly and thinking about his plan in scaring his Aunt forever.

Sirius Black really wanted to kill that bastard that made Lily and James get killed, that got Dumbledore to summon Harry out of his arms and letting him stand in Godric's Hollow not knowing what else to do. Sure, he knew what would happen at the Dursley's in the next ten years, since he was from the future, but still. Peter Pettigrew was the reason that this all even had to happen. And this was the reason why Peter had to die.

Sirius jumped on his motorbike and drove to the street where he confronted Peter the first time around. He assumed that Pettigrew would be there again, so that was his plan. And this time he would be even more careful. He didn't want to end up in Azkaban again, this was important. And as soon as Sirius arrived in that street, he could already see that bastard from distance. So he made his way towards the traitor, who didn't seem to notice him, and snarled: 'Peter, how could you? Lily and James are dead. Because of you!' Peter turned around and his eyes widened in surprise when he saw his old friend confronting him. So he did what was the last way out of that disaster.

He gave Sirius a wide and evil grin and shouted for everyone to her: 'LILY AND JAMES! SIRIUS, HOW COULD YOU!' Then he blew up the street again with and nonverbal 'Bombarda Maxima' and cut his finger of before turning into a rat and disappearung with some other rats. Sirius couldn't believe it. He was as careful as ever and still, this night happened just the same as in his old timeline. Twelve muggles dead and Pettigrew making everyone believe him dead as well. Sirius really couldn't believe it. It was all so surreal. He just started laughing so hard that he couldn't breathe anymore. He didn't even notice Auror's apparating next to him and saying, that he was going to Azkaban for betraying Lily and James and killing twelve muggles, and Peter Pettigrew.

The next thing he knew was waking up in his cell in Azkaban.

'FUCK!'

When Harry woke up again, it was bright and Dumbledore was still walking. Honestly, why is he so patient to walk the whole way from Godric's Hollow to Surrey? Harry slept the whole night and still, Dumbledore didn't apparate? Sure, apparating wasn't that safe around babies, but still, getting hit by a killing curse wasn't exactly safe either, so what was Dumbledore's problem?

After a couple of hours of thinking about the future, Sirius, the Dursley's and Harry's plan to make them scream, it became dark again and Dumbledore still wasn't there. Harry began to wonder what was so important for Dumbledore to walk one night and one day and maybe half of another night, just to bring a baby to his relatives. But when Harry looked around, he was surprised to see that they were almost there. He knew that place. It was maybe two miles away from Surrey. It was now only about twenty minutes until they would arrive at the place that Harry never really considered his home. 4 Privet Drive. Harry got more excited the nearer they got to the Dursley's. He really wanted them to pay for what they did, or would do to him in this place. Again he started grinning and continued doing so until they arrived.

Everything turned out the way it did the last time, just without the always kind half-giant Hagrid. So Harry pretended to be asleep until they were gone. McGonagall was really a person that Harry thought he could trust. She didn't want him in Surrey. She wanted to take him in rather than leaving him with those people. But Harry had to make sure that he could trust her. He surely wouldn't tell her his secret, but she could be a big help in killing Voldemort, even if he had to tell her part of the truth. Harry only hoped that he could trust more people than just Sirius and Remus, like his parents said. He knew he could trust Sirius, since he was sent back in time, too and even if he wasn't, Harry was sure that his godfather was one of the people, he could always trust with his life. But why was Sirius sent back, too? Was it because their deaths were kind of special, or they were special? Harry couldn't really die, he was even considered the boy-who-just-won't-die in his old time-line. And Sirius? He was really special, too. He was the white sheep in the Black family and he was an animals, an unregistered to top all that. And he was a really good duelist, but was hit by a killing curse, coming from his own cousin, and finally, fully getting killed by a fucking veil! And Remus was a really special person as well. He wasn't really a person not able to die or an animagus or the white/black sheep in his family, but he was a werewolf. And not that kind of werewolf that Fenrir Greyback, the person that changed Remus' life forever, no, he was perhaps the kindest werewolf that Harry has ever met. And that was something special to be, so why shouldn't Remus be back, too? Sure, Death couldn't just go around and send dead people back to their younger bodies to change everything, but Harry, Sirius and maybe Remus weren't just some dead people. Harry and Sirius were sent back in time, Harry was sure with that, but with Remus he might have to wait until third year.

And until that was, Harry would make sure to make his parents proud. Sure, they live in this time-line, but he wanted to make them proud anyways. He would be the smartest wizard of his age and be the best prankster since the Weasley twins. Maybe he could even prank people together. They could be the Marauder's of the second generation. The twins would represent Sirius and James, since they were like twins, too, and he himself could represent Remus, and Peter...no one would represent him, they only needed a fourth Marauder. If the twins would work with him, that is.

Harry looked around again and noticed that it was still early, so Aunt Petunia wouldn't take too long anymore until she would come out of her house. So Harry laid in his blankets, clutching the letter in his tiny hands and waiting patiently for his Aunt to find him.

Then, a couple of minutes later, he heard the door open and he braced himself to pull off his first ever prank. Yes, he had never played pranks in his old time-line. He just hadn't had the time to. With his Aunt and Uncle always hitting him and making him work like a house-elf, Dudley hunting him, Dumbledore using him for his inhuman plan and the Malfoy's always insulting him. And later with his job as an Auror and his children he had to keep in line, as well as his best friends, Hermione and Ron, coming to visit and Ron making comments about him being with Ginny and Hermione scolding her husband for it and making comments about Harry's untamable hair and his decision in naming his second son Albus Severus. To be honest, he regretted naming his child Albus. Severus may be fine, depending on how this time-line will be going, but Albus? Never ever again.

Petunia quickly looked into the mail box, where she couldn't find anything and then looked down. And screamed. Loudly. Harry didn't remember that his Aunt screamed that loud, but it must have been because Harry didn't prank her yet. So he hid his grin and disapparated to behind a tree in the front yard of the house on the other side of the street. He did that so he could watch his Aunt's reaction and he had trouble containing his laughter when he heard her screaming louder before fainting. Then he heard thumps coming from inside and a almost two-year old Dudley coming to the door. Wow, Harry thought, didn't think he walked through the house that loudly. When he saw his mother lay motionless on the floor, he started crying and screaming loudly, too. He screamed: 'Mummy! Wake up! WAKE UP! I WANT CHOCOLATE!' And when he didn't get that, because his mother fainted and his father was still asleep, he fainted from exhaustion. That alone made Harry lose control over his emotions and he laughed so loudly that he thought that everyone would be able to hear him. But what he didn't expect to happen was Uncle Vernon thumping on the stairs and coming to the door as well, grunting something that sounded like 'What was that? Who laughed so loudly?' and then seeing his wife and son laying on the floor and fainting from shock and disbelief. Or maybe because of his extreme overweight?