Hello everyone, I know its been forever since I've updated, but I've had so much to do, Plus two days ago, Two of my family members died on the same day, so if this chapter is bad, I'm terribly sorry.

HERE YOU GO

Harry felt softness under him and an uncomfortable yank of waking, dragging him to consciousness. He didn't want to wake, He wanted to stay like this. He wanted to lay here on the soft bed and let his head rest on the soft pillow and be allowed to drift and just sleep. However, light was finding its way in between his eye lids, and voices drifted to his ears.

"Surely you don't think...?" A female voice spoke gingerly, sadness traced in every syllable. Another voice, deeper then the previous one answered, "No, Lily, I don't think they would have done this. I think something in our plans went wrong, and from the looks of things, very wrong."

Harry just wanted them to be quite, so he could continue to sleep, Damn It! But It didn't matter because he was starting to lose his fuzzy headed-ness, and thoughts and reality were coming back to him as he woke.

Harry's heart began to beat franticly as his sub-conscience told him that Uncle Vernon would be there soon, and he would have to go through it all over again. He made himself as small as he could,turning into a ball to try and protect himself from the blows he knew were coming, and began to panic.

Harry hurt all over, and he could hardly move without a whimper of pain. He just wished it to be over quick and perhaps,maybe, just maybe, this time he would be allowed to quit suffering, and join his parents and Sirius.

Someone gingerly stroked his back and Harry began to shake and whimper. The person didn't seem to notice and began rubbing circles soothingly. Harry felt shivers of fear run down his spine and memories that he really didn't want to remember, pop up in his mind every few seconds, overlapping one another.

Suddenly it was too much, and he started screaming and struggling against his protesting body, to get away from this person and now! The person stopped at once, but Harry continued screaming, It had all been to much to handle and the memories would not stop!

Harry suddenly stopped moving, he couldn't move at all. He heard someone say something, then lift his head and open his mouth, pouring an awful tasting substance in it. Fingers rubbed his throat, coaxing the liquid down.

Immediately, he felt himself calm. He felt his mobility activated once more, so he tried to sit up. The pain had decreased, but he was weak.

"Mr. Potter." Harry winced but looked into the eyes of Albus Dumbledore. The Headmaster had an edge of formality around him he never had when he spoke to Harry.

"Harry" Harry looked at Dumbledore, something was odd. "You must be feeling that something is different?" Harry nodded. What was going on?

"Mr. Potter, could you please tell me of your parents?" Harry looked at Dumbledore in pure confusion. "Please, Harry. Do you mind if I call you Harry?" said boy shook his head. "Please just answer the question, there is something that needs to be cleared up, just tell me everything, as if you where telling it to someone for the first time, who didn't know."

Harry snorted, Who didn't know about the boy-who-lived shit, but he sighed and complied, "They were murdered on October 31, 1981, in our house at Godric's Hollow. Voldermort attacked us, he killed my parents and then advanced on to me, but couldn't kill me because my mother died to protect me."

Harry took a shaky breathe and refused to let the threatening tears fall. "I became the boy-who-lived, and was sent to my Aunt's and Uncle's to live for the next ten years of my life. Receiving my Hogwarts letter was a shock to me because they never bothered to tell me about magic." Shaking his head, Harry whispered , "Please sir, no more, Please," Harry knew he sounded pathetic, but he honestly couldn't talk anymore about this, or he would crack.

Dumbledore nodded and said, "Harry, Thank you being truthful with me. Now I must return the favor."

Now Harry was beyond confusion, but the feeling quickly dissapear, and Harry froze.

A women walked out from behind the privacy curtain that separated his bed from the view of others.

The women with hair that was a deep auburn and fell in cascades of curls down her back, and over her shoulder. Her face was tight with nerves and Harry then looked for the final confirmation.

His own emerald ones came across another pair, a pair he use to have himself, back in first year,before he had seen all he had. Emerald greens stared back at Harry, sadness, grief, and longing being the dominated feelings, conveyed through. They had also seen horror, but not nearly as much as the mirrored version had. Harry was staring at Lily Potter, his mother.

"Harry, I haven't been entirely truthful." Dumbledore said gravely, Harry eyes darted towards him. "I have never met you before."

This was all to much, Harry brain felt like it was on overdrive, but the potion he had taken, refused to allow him to panic.

"Harry, your not from around here. This is going to be difficult, Lily." Dumbledore sighed.

"I want to know the fuck is going on!" Harry all but screamed, if this was a joke, it was not funny at all.

Dumbledore sigh again and said, "Harry if I tell you, you must have patience and listen to the whole story, before making any decisions. Can you agree to that?" Harry nodded and laid back.

"Very well. Harry, things such as Alternate unversives actually do exist. One can travel such dimensions, but they have to be born with the gift, and even if one posses such a gift, no matter whom they send, they can only send them one way, forward, and theres no way back.. 20 years ago, Voldermort came to power and began a terrible rouse of destruction, everyone was terrified, there was nothing to be done. Families were slaughtered, children were being kidnapped and tortured. If a witch were to be known of being pregnant, then Death Eaters would have kidnapped the witch, held her until the baby was born, and then do horrendous things to it, in front of the mother.

"Lily became pregnant 17 years ago, James and herself were terrified for that child. Not knowing what to do, they came to me, seeking advice. It had just so happened that Lily posses the gift of tranportium. So we came up with a plan, Lily and James were to go into hiding, Lily kept glammers over herself when she started showing.

"The plan was that, when Lily did give birth, she was going to contact herself from another dimension, seeking one where a version of herself could not bare children, but still be married to James. She found one, The two women made a deal, Lily from that dimension could take care of the baby, but she had to swear to a Life vow, to never harm the child, give it up, or betray it to Voldermort, Lily agreed.

"That child was a boy, and was named Harry."

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Authors Note: So theres the next chapter, and I hope you all enjoy it. So the mystery is revealed. I'll try to update soon, but i have three others to update for on other sites and the reviews are starting to sound scary. Once again, I don't know when the next time I'll have time to update is, with everything going on right now. Plus its my birthday today, so this is my present to you, so review as a present to me.

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Sorrow