Years and Days

by ANEMPL

Harry potter is in quest to change time and fix the mistakes he made in his youth but his plans go astray when he finds himself a little father back then he expected.

6. TDaYtF Family

Chapter Six

The Years and Days that followed

Family

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January 6th 1983

Lilly and James Potter watched their daughter closely for the next few months following her birth, by Christmas they declared her perfectly normal, by Christmas Harry declared her perfectly spoiled. The Potters where truly enjoying having a normal child with it no sleep, no peace and no superior feats of intellect to surprise them. Most people would assume that that the Potters would be disappointed but they were relived, knowing that one child was destined to defeat a dark lord was more than enough special for their family.

At the moment Harry was standing up at a wedding, being the ring bearer, dress to the T and then some. Little Calla, who was being held by their mother, was dressed in frilly outfit, her dark curls had started to grow some proper length and where dangling in her soft Hazel eyes but their mother, who was watching him proudly from the front row, couldn't bring herself to chop them off. His Father was dress to match Harry or Harry was dressed to match him he wasn't sure but he did look nice standing next to the groom being the best man. Harry was watching the bride being walked down the aisle by her brother; her flowing red hair curled into ringlets, a soft veil covering her face, the plain white dress failing to hide her swollen abdomen. This was not a shotgun wedding, she had been engaged for almost a month before she had realised she was six weeks pregnant, her Husband to be was smiling and Harry could easily tell what he was thinking "How did plain boring me manage to get so lucky?"

Harry stood still as the ceremony continued he listened to beautiful vows being exchanged and he presented the ring on cue, Plain gold bands trimmed on each side with black opal to represent both their houses and each other names engraved in their rings, a design created by the lucky man himself.

The ceremony was over the newlywed couple kissed and where presented to the world as Mr and Mrs Peter Pettigrew

In his past life he had never once in the Papers seen Amelia Bones smile half so much as he did that day.

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July 31st 1983

Harry was having the best birthday of his new life, his affinity for a broom had not gone unnoticed and he was currently enjoying broomstick shaped cake, feeding bits of cake to Kitten and bit of icing to four month old Peter Kerwin Pettigrew a cute little chubby baby with sandy blonde hair and soft blue eyes. Calla was in the other room throwing a tantrum because she didn't want a nap, her parents had finally come to the conclusion that giving her whatever she wanted, was not the proper way to make sure she didn't feel less loved than her brother and they were holding firm to the resolution, hence all the screaming and bawling. James Potter was dealing with his daughter today as his wife was suffering another migraine, attributed to her being in her second trimester, he smiled at the thought, his friends all warned him that he didn't slow down he would end up like the Weasleys but being a single child he always wanted a big family though Lilly swore black and blue that this was the last.

Harry had loved Aunt Amelia from the get go, she had a soft side Harry never knew about and she was more than a little taken With Harry as well, Harry birthday was a perfect excuse to have not just Peter, Amelia and Jr over but Amelia's Family as well, meaning Suzan Her brother Samuel and their parents, Harry had never met Suzan's parents and of course not her little brother, she looked a lot like her mother with her fathers red hair were Samuel was the opposite his father with his mother's blonde locks. The Longbottems also came over, combining Harrys and Neville's Birthday and they had bought with them, Anastasia Alice Longbottem born on the tenth of the April just gone. Harry had cooed over the littler girl for a good ten minute happy that Neville like himself was finally getting a family.

After cake all the kids including Harry where hyper on sugar and there were a lot of them, four over the age of two and three under the age of one, so the more playful adults, James and Sirius, took all the crawling/walking kids outside for a game of Tag while all the rest helped clean the cake of the walls, floor and even each other if they were so inclined.

Neville was by the far the most tagged and spent the longest time trying to tag others normally getting Harry and the adults who allowed themselves to be caught, not that he seemed to notice. Harry was running in glee across the back yard Sirius was it and was racing after him pretending to be a troll, Harry saw the rock he was heading towards but forgetting his age and height he thought nothing of it till it sent him sailing through the air the ground gone beneath him, he screamed in shock before he landed hard on the ground and rolled another meter or so across the lawn obtaining a mouthful of grass for his troubles.

"HARRY!" Harry sat up in time to see his mother run out the back door and sprint to his location her slightly bumped belly seeming to be no hindrance, "Harry" she cried as she reach him and flung her arm around his body in a way that vaguely reminded him Hermione. Harry flinched as his bruised body was squeezed causing his Mum to let go of him quickly "OH I'm sorry Baby how bad does it hurt? Where does it hurt? Can you move your finger can you move your toes?" she said it all in a frantic rush

Harry was a little dazed but he felt fine pushing himself up onto his feat he brushed himself off the while his mum hovered over him wondering when he would stat bawling like any other child "I fine Mommy" he said grinning stupidly "Don't worry about me, worry about the twins" Harry then walked up to Sirius still grinning "Well Uncle Padfoot are you going to catch me or not?" and then sped away to avoid capture

All Lilly thought of for the rest of the day was TWINS!

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December 25th 1983

If this kept up Godric's Hollow will need to be expanded James thought as he watched the guests filed in for Christmas, the Bones, Pettigrews, Longbottems and Remus was there also Sirius had asked and been allowed to bring over his cousin Andromeda's family and now he was having trouble moving around his own house. The women had been in the kitchen since seven in the morning and it was now one in the afternoon. The house smelled delicious and the kids where mesmerised watching young Dora change her features. His wife was asleep on the couch ready to pop.

He smiled at her and he was running his fingers though her newly lopped Hair, what was once was almost waist length, was now just above the shoulder layered with wonky cutting, some new Muggle style, that looked rather nice and as Lilly pointed out was a lot more manageable and with twins just days away that's what she needed. Harry had freaked, he looked ready to cry when he spotted her last week, locking himself in his room he hadn't spoken to anyone for hours and still had trouble looking at his mother straight on.

James Potter use to think that his son needed more interaction with children his own age and for once he had been completely right. Both he and Lilly had noticed an immense difference after his birthday he seemed younger, happier so they had made a point to have children his own age over, Calla though getting older just wasn't enough, and he had grown very attached to Suzan, who could run as fast as he could and therefore provided an ideal opponent for races, while Neville was Ideal company for rainy days, or days where Lilly was just too tired for screaming children. Neville was not good at running and Harry seemed to instinctively know that there was a real reason for it and didn't try to persuade Neville otherwise but instead he would sit down with him and play blocks and Lego, building giant fortress' and large man-eating plants that looked a lot like devil snare.

A large regale owl flew in through an open window landing on his couch and interrupting his thoughts clasped between it talons was a small rectangle package rapped in bright silver paper tied in place with a green ribbon, It was for Harry and it had the Black family crest on it.

"SIRIUS!" He yelled startling his wife awake and drawing attention from the children "SIRIUS" he yelled again

Sirius's head popped around the door frame from another room "What?"

"Did you send Harry a surprise package?" Sirius raised his eyebrows and James's tone.

"No, why" he replied his eyebrows knotting in confusion

"Because one just arrived for him, carrying the Black family seal" James then throw the package Frisbee style across the room where Sirius caught it effortlessly, he waved his wand over it a few time before promptly opening it and bursting out into laughter.

Everyone looked at him strangely before he managed to control him enough to speak, "it seems…. It seems" he said though gulps of breath "that my dear brother had decided to try and have his daughter crowned the black Family heir last week and failed!" here he burst out laughing again "and… and… and upon finding out the named heir concluded that if she couldn't be the heir than she should marry the heir! He's… he's …he's sent a marriage contract along with a photo and hopes for a positive reply!" then Sirius completely broke down into hysterics the small package was released and slid across the floor, Harry promptly grabbed it and looked inside to find a picture of a small child that could be nothing but a Black, the small infant was dressed in a frilly white dress and was cooing and doing toothless little smiles defiantly not Harrys Ideal bride. There was an inscription on the photo frame, Nadia Sabah Black DOB - 6/12/1983

Sirius calmed down and stole the picture off Harry still smiling, "If you ever think about marrying her Harry I will disown you" he said before pocketing the picture with a strange emotion playing across his eyes.

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HAPPY NEW YEEEAAARRRRRRRR

"AHHHHHH!" JAMES POTTER I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!" James Potter didn't bother replying, his wife was cutting off his fingers circulation and was more worried about them at the moment.

"There Mrs Potter it take two to tango, just one more push and we're finished" the elderly mediwitch said softly

"Oh shut it you I've already done this once this year and this year is only fifteen minutes old can't I take a break!"

The mediwitch laughed "Sorry Mrs Potter it's just not like that one comes then the other no in-between"

James looked over at his five minute old son, red tuffs of hair showing though the white blanket, he was smiling when suddenly his wife screamed in agony and James actually felt one of his fingers break. he Jerked in shock at the same moment that a small wailing sound filled the air "it's a boy!" called the mediwitch and a small, pink, bloody infant with it umbilical cord still attached was shown off to the world for the first time.

Lily burst into tears "He's Beautiful!"

"He's perfect" James said kissing his wife's temple

"Their identical" the mediwitch stated to use to delivering Babies by now to get emotional about it. She cut the cord, wiped the small infant down quickly wrapped him in another white blanket and attached bracelet to his small wrist witch read Baby boy Potter 2, born on the 1/1/1984 at 0:23. She then placed him in his Mother's arms retrieved his Brother and placed in in his fathers.

James was smiling at the little bundled in his arms "well it looks like you finally passed on your hair colour" he said to his wife before nodding to the mediwitch indicating that the rest of the family could join them. Two black bouncing heads ran into the room, dressed in pyjamas followed by their godfathers, Sirius and Remus.

Harry Potter smiled down at his brothers and hoped that Hogwarts was ready for the second set of red-headed twins, Ralf Remus and Nicolas Sirius Potter

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TIME JUMP!

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July 15th 1986

"You want puppy!"

"Puppy, puppy, puppy"

"Calla I don't want a puppy"

"Puppy, puppy, puppy"

"Mommy he want puppy "

"Puppy, puppy, puppy"

"Mum don't get me a puppy"

"Puppy, puppy, puppy"

"WOULD YOU TWO STOP THAT!" Lilly yelled turning toward her two year old twins, she instantly regrated it, their scared and tearful faces shamed her, but really, this argument popped up every time Harry birthday present was mentioned and every time the twins would side with Calla, a rarity, and start chanting away, and every time she would warn them to be quiet and let Harry decide his own present. Of course as it turned out Harry didn't have a clue as to what he wanted, anything but a puppy by the sounds of it. Last year Harry knew exactly what he wanted, a king size bed due to the fact that from the moment they could walk the twins had, every night without fail, walked themselves into Harry bed which had been two sizes two small. Harry asked for nothing more, so She had shopped in muggle London with James and got the very large four poster bed, Remus had bought the pillows and quilts, Sirius had gotten the silk sheets and matching quilt and pillow covers and Peter had got the curtains. Harry hadn't asked for anything for Christmas either.

Lilly knew that if Harry didn't declare his present soon he she would be stuck with last minute shopping again or be sent to St Mungo insane. "Harry are you sure you don't know what you want? It can be anything, anything at all"

Harry stopped to think, what did he want? If he could have anything what would it be? Well he wanted to get out and when he said out he meant regularly, he wanted to be at places that wasn't his house and the houses/flats of his uncles and the Longbottems, he wanted to escape his overprotective parents, nuisance sister and clingy brothers. He loved them truly but he wanted to escape them for just a few hours just a few. "I want to go to school"

Lilly couldn't help it she laughed "Harry you don't go to Hogwarts till you're eleven!"

"Not Hogwarts school muggle school" Harry didn't know what possessed him to ask, part of him told him it was clever it would latter explain his knowledge of Muggle artefacts seeing as he should by now be showing little to no signs of seer ability's, another part of him rightly told him he was an idiot.

Lilly almost choked "Harry you can't go to Muggle School"

"Why?" he demanded

"Well" slightly shock at his question "You're not Muggle"

"Muggleborns go to muggle school"

"Don't take that tone with me young man!" she automatically scolded before realising that was the first real time she ever had to tell off her oldest child.

"Sorry. You went to school" Lilly stared at her Son sometimes she didn't know what to make of him.

"You can't go because you know about magic"

"Mum I not going to shout it off the rooftops, it's against the rules"

"You could perform accidental magic"

"Being muggleborns use accidental magic, how many muggleborns have done magic only for their teachers to explain it away?" Lilly stopped to stare at her son, only now realising how eerie the conversation was, for any boy Harrys age to make such a clear logical argument was more than a little unnerving.

"I'll talk it over with your father"

"Does that mean no?"

"That means your father and I need to discuss it with each other, then with you and with each other again"

That meant yes

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AN

Ok ell this took every inch on me to finish and then some, ME3 has comsumed my very essence and if you don't know what that is shame on you!

Nah not really, well yes really ME3 has overtaken my life but only gamers like myself should be ashamed if you don't know what ME3 stand for.

Anyway if you do know what it is and have finished it you should know my state of mind ALL OVER THE PLACE! Imagine JKR ended Harry Potter with him waking up eleven yr's old and none of it happening and worse of all he didn't finish the dream!

So yeah HP is like gone from my mind I WANT MY BLUE BABBIES!

G2G my hope is gone and my soul crushed need to vent by killing things on ME3… damm