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Destiny, Interrupted

Chapter Twelve

Who You Really Are

Harry felt his heart stop. "Excuse me?"
The three Marauders continued to look at him like they were seeing him for the first time. "Harry…" Remus continued. "You were saying a lot of…odd things while you were breaking down. Exactly what did you mean by all that stuff?"

Harry stared at them. He couldn't exactly recall what he had said. He didn't know he had said anything odd…maybe that Sirius couldn't die, not yet, but how is that odd? Anybody would've said that. "I'm sorry…what did I say?"

The three other boys looked between each other. James turned to him. "You were talking about him being your Godfather."

His emerald green eyes widened. He really didn't remember saying that. He was to busy breaking down to realize what he was saying. And if did say that, why hadn't Destiny stopped him? He had become good at not saying anything 'stupid', but it didn't mean Destiny had to desert him. Even if he was probably saying all that stuff pretty fast, it wouldn't have looked weird if he had started choking. Where had she gone? 'Destiny?' he thought. Nothing happened. "Umm…" he said intelligently.

James crossed his arms over his chest and narrowed his eyes. "Explain what you were babbling on about. I won't let anyone I don't trust be with Sirius." He paused. "Explain…now."

Harry clenched his fists and turned away briefly. He thought about it. He would have to tell them. He wanted them to believe him. It would be so much better if he didn't have to lie about himself. His eyes closed while these thoughts and more passed through his mind.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and turned to the three Marauders. "I'm Harry Potter." He said bluntly. All their eyes widened and James' crossed arms fell to his sides.

"What?" he asked, startled.

Harry smiled. "I'm Harry James Potter and I'm you're son."

Quiet reigned for a few moments. "Well, I think this might take a while." Remus said amusedly.

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They all gathered into their dorm room, facing each other. Remus, Peter and James sat on Sirius' bed and Harry sat on his. They were quiet for a few moments, letting Harry organize his thoughts. He couldn't quite figure out where to begin. There was so much to say…to explain.

"Start from the beginning." Remus said, startling Harry out of his thoughts. "Like how James is your father."

"I was born July 30, 1980. My parents are James Potter and…" He paused. Should he tell? Would that ruin anything? And where the hell was Destiny? Wasn't she supposed to be here, making him looking mad? He was telling things he was forbidden to say and yet, he could now. Something had changed…he just didn't know what.

"Is it Laura Giovanni?" Peter asked. Harry looked at him confused. The other two were looking at him funny also. "Well…" Peter said defensively. "He paused, so I figured I'd give it a guess."

Remus looked thoughtful. "Hmm…is it someone we know?"

"Yes…" Harry said.

"Bet it's one of Lily's friends." Peter murmured.

"Bet it's Lily." Remus replied.

Harry smiled as all their eyes widened. "YES!" James screamed and jumped up on the bed. "I MARRY LILY MARIE EVANS!" He started to do a little dance on the bed while singing 'I marry Lily Evans' over and over again.

The other three couldn't help themselves. They started laughing hysterically at James. He was obviously handling it well.

Suddenly he stopped and looked at Harry. "I do marry Lily, right?" He looked most hopeful.

Harry smile widened. "Yeah, you marry her."

James smiled, hissed yes while doing the arm thing then plopped back on the bed. "Okay, continue."

Peter snickered and leaned towards Remus. "Glad he got that out of his system." He whispered. Remus grinned and nodded. James just glared at them and turned back to Harry expectantly.

"Alright…so, you two marry and give birth to me. You name Sirius as Godfather." Harry was looking down as he said this. When there was no noise from the other three after a few moments, Harry looked up. They were just looking at him as they had a few moments before. Like they just wanted to know and didn't condemn him for wanting…loving his Godfather.

They must have realized why he had paused, because James rolled his eyes. "Don't worry Harry. I…we don't think it's weird that you're with Sirius. He isn't your Godfather yet." He waved his hand dismissively. "Now, continue."

Harry couldn't believe that was it. He thought they would think he was…sick. He shook his head. He wasn't about to complain. "We lived at Godric Hollow and you join this order that's against Voldemort. On October 31, 1981…" Once again he paused. This was something he didn't want to get in to. It was bad enough that it happened, but telling them it would be worse. But…if he told, maybe they could change what happened.

"We died, didn't we?" James asked. Harry looked startled and James rolled his eyes. "If we're in an order against Voldemort and it's something you don't want to tell us, it's obviously something quite terrible…like death. So, who all died? And who did you go live with afterwards? I hope…it was good."

Harry bit his lip. "You and Lily died." He paused briefly. "There was this protective charm around me after what Lily did, so I had to live with one of her relatives. Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon, along with Dudley my cousin, is who I wound up living with. I wasn't aloud to know about the wizarding world after that, so I didn't meet the rest of you till I was in third year."

There was a moment of silence as they processed this bit. "Well…that thoroughly sucks." James said and looked at Harry. "Did they treat you well?"

Harry smiled. He knew that answer without even thinking. "Yeah, it was good. You have nothing to worry about. They treated me like one of the family." Harry's smiled widened as they all looked relieved. He didn't want them to worry and he didn't want them to feel any guilt…well, except Peter, but that was a different story. He knew he couldn't tell…he was sent here as a gift and he wasn't about to give it up. He would ruin the future if he revealed too much else.

Suddenly, Harry found himself wrapped in a pair of arms and thrown back onto the bed. He looked up to see James smiling down at him. "You are a great son. And I'm glad I got to have this time with you." He beamed. "I'm proud to call you my son."

Harry stopped breathing. He never thought he would hear those words. His face broke out into a grin and he wrapped his arms around James. "Thanks." He whispered.

James broke the embrace and sat next to him. "So, is that how you look in the future? I was hoping you looked more like me."

"I do." Harry replied and they looked at each other. "I look almost exactly like you, except for the green eyes. Those I got from mum."
James nodded. "That's good. My handsome genes will be passed on."

Remus rolled his eyes. "Yeah, yeah. That's nice."

James stuck his tongue out. "Well, it's getting kind of late. Let's go get dinner." He stood up and grabbed Harry's hand to pull him up. "Then we'll go see if we can visit Sirius."

"Sure." Harry said as the other two got up.

As they walked out the door, Peter said, "I wonder how Sirius' will take this."

"Petey…" James tsked as he put his arms around his shoulder. "I don't think he needs to know right yet…"

"Oh, okay…"

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Dinner went fine. Afterwards, they went to the Hospital Wing only to be told that he should not have any visitors yet. So they promised they would come tomorrow and they went off to bed.

The next day, classes went on as usual and Harry's head was unusually free of voices. Sirius continued to be in the HW and no visitors were permitted. Madam Pomfrey said he should be up for some visitors later that night or maybe the morning. She would tell them when they came back.

"That means he won't be seen for at least a week." James muttered as they walked away from the door towards the Great Hall for dinner.

"Well, it's better than being dead." Remus put in.

Harry opened his mouth to talk when something caught his eyes. He stopped and turned around. "Hey guys, I'll catch up with you later."

The three Marauders stopped and looked at him. "Why?" James asked.

Harry turned and looked at them. "I see someone I need to talk too." And he turned his head back around. The other three saw a third year Ravenclaw girl.

"Alright Harry." James said. "We'll save you a seat." They turned back around and continued on.

When they were out of sight, Harry walked towards Destiny. "Hey, where have you been?"

Destiny smiled. "I have been busy."

"With what?"

"This and that." She said vaguely.

Harry raised his eyebrow. "Okay…I told you know."

She nodded. "Yes, I know."

"You're not mad?"

She shook her head. "It's not going to matter a great deal much longer."

"Why?" Harry asked. He was getting a bad feeling about this. "Why doesn't it matter anymore?"

Destiny looked sad. "I'm truly sorry Harry…"

"Why are you sorry?" He took a step back. He felt like he should run.

"You can't run from Destiny, Harry." She said softly. Then she sighed. "You know that bringing you here was against the Order of Time, right?" Harry nodded. "Well, things got to screwed up…things got ruined that perhaps shouldn't have been fixed."

"What do you mean? Sirius should've died?" That couldn't be true. He couldn't…wouldn't believe it.

She shook her head. "I'm not saying that…but Harry, you here makes this a totally different past. And I'm sorry, but I made a deal with Death."

"Death?"

"Yeah. In order to have Sirius come back…you have to go home…and they aren't supposed to remember you."

Harry gawked at her. "What?"

Destiny patted him on the shoulder. "I'm sorry Harry…some things are meant to be, while others…" She trailed off.

"No." He said defiantly.

She smiled without humor. "You have no choice." She patted him on the chest then pulled him down so she could talk in his ear. "He loves you." She said softly.

He leaned his head against her shoulder as tears threatened to spill. "I didn't even get to say goodbye."

"It wouldn't have mattered…he wouldn't remember…" With that said Destiny kissed his cheek and disappeared.

Harry straightened up and felt that dizzy feeling again as the world moved beneath him. He wrapped his arms around him as it continued. It seemed to take longer than last time. He started sobbing.

"HARRY!" Someone shouted and he turned to see Sirius running towards him. Destiny was letting him say goodbye.

"I love you." He mouthed as that final pull took him away to his world…

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Sirius was getting sick of not seeing anyone, but Madam Pomfrey was going over time with this whole near death thing. Sirius tried to explain it to her, but she wouldn't believe him. He stopped talking when she started to tap her foot. That was never a good sign. He actually wished to be out of here and into Harry's arms by the end of this week. The thought of only seeing Madam Pomfrey was a maddening one indeed.

He slept well that night and had his food brought up to him. All his classes were excused. He had lots of time to think, since no one was aloud to see him. He tried conversing with Fate…Destiny, whoever the hell they were. He even tried to talk with Death, but none of them seemed to be in his head and he was getting use to at least one voice in his head. That was something he wasn't going to be telling Madam Pomfrey…that woman would send him to St. Mungo's.

It had been almost a whole day since the accident. Madam Pomfrey had gone into her office, leaving him to his loneliness when he heard a voice. "You look like shit."

Sirius turned and scowled at the Fate boy. He was sitting on the bed on the right of him. "How'd you get in here?"

"I'm a God." He said.

Sirius rolled his eyes. "Whatever…at least I can talk to someone!"

"The person you should be talking to his Harry."

"Why?" He asked. "I'll be seeing him soon enough."

Fate shook his head. "He'll be leaving soon."
"WHAT!" Sirius shouted then winced. He looked at the door, expecting Pomfrey to come. She didn't.

"She can't hear us."

"Oh…" Sirius' eyes narrowed. "Why is he leaving? And to where?"
Fate looked down, deciding the bed was more interesting than Sirius' eyes. "Well, you see, it's not a matter of where…it's more of a matter of…when. He comes from a time that hasn't come to pass yet."
Sirius looked confused. "You mean he comes from the future?"
"Yeah, basically."
The older boy looked confused. "How'd that happen?"

"I granted him his wish…and yours."

"And you're taking it away?" Sirius asked surprised. They couldn't take Harry away.

"Sorry sweetheart, but that was the deal."

"What deal?"

"The one where you don't die."

Sirius shook his head. "You're telling me that either I die and Harry stays or I don't die and Harry goes…"

"Basically…"

"This doesn't seem like a good deal at all."

Fate nodded. "Yeah, you're basically shit out of luck."
Suddenly Sirius' face lights up. "Well, then I'll just be with him in the future…" He looks startled. "We're not like hundreds of years apart are we…I'd be an old fart."

"Nope." Fate said. "You're only like twenty years apart."
Sirius grinned. "Well, that's not so bad."

"There's more."

"More? What more can there be?" Fate looked mournful. That wasn't a good sign. "What more is there?"

Fate looked at the wall. "He's leaving now…" Sirius sat up straight. He's leaving now? He had to go to him. "That's not all." Sirius stood up next to his bed and looked at the young deity. "You're not going to remember him."

"What?"

"That was also part of the deal. We need this time to go back as it was…where Harry never existed in this world. So even if you do say your goodbyes, it won't matter much. You're not going to remember the boy anyways."

Sirius grabbed the boy by his shirt. "Why the bloody hell did you even make this deal?"

"It was mourn your death now Sirius or have him meet you in the future…even if you don't remember him here, you'll still get your chance to meet him…love him."

"I want to say goodbye…and that I love him." Sirius grounded out.

Fate smiled without humor. "You better hurry…Time wont wait."

"There more of you!" Sirius screamed at Fate as he ran towards the door. He could hear him chuckle as Sirius ran out the door. He turned to see Harry in the middle of the hallway, his arms wrapped around himself and heart-wrenching sobs.

"HARRY!" He shouted and ran towards him.

Harry turned to him and smiled. He was slowly fading away. He mouthed something and disappeared.

"I LOVE YOU!" Sirius screamed. He stopped and started breathing hard. He didn't get there in time. Tears slowly started leaking out of his eyes. He never got to tell Harry how he felt.

Suddenly, his head started to ache and it felt light. Sirius closed his eyes and rubbed his head. When he opened his eyes, he was confused. 'Why the hell am I in the hall?' he thought. He rubbed his eyes and felt that they were wet. He was crying? Why? He shook his head and looked down at himself. He was hurt physically. He must have been in the Hospital Wing. He turned and started walking away. But if that was the case, why did it feel like he just lost the most important thing in the world?