A/N – I'm really really really really sorry that I haven't uploaded anything for like, two weeks, I've been held down by other shit that's been going on around the home :(
Yeah, this part bit thingie gets a bit confusing, I'll try and make it as clear as possible to who is who but if you get confused don't be afraid to message me and complain! Anyway, as always, read and review, and then review again. /He really wants some reviews for this story!/ Shut up Leo! But please do review!
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Hermione heard a crash from the kitchen and moved to check up on what the commotion was. As she came through the doorway into the living room she ground to a halt, at the doorway stood two people, herself and Ron.
"Um. Nice to meet you." Said the one that looked like her. "We are you from Harry's place, thing." She said messing up her words nervously. Hermione felt faint but forced herself to focus on the situation. "Um, your Ron is passed out, I think he had quite a shock." You don't say? Hermione forced herself not to say it out loud.
Harry's head peaked round the corner of the door. "Oops, I think Ron has gotten a little light headed." He said before laughing. Sirius's head soon appeared too and burst into bark like laughter at Ron on the floor.
"Hey Hermione, sorry, but we had to really, couldn't resist!" Harry said once he had recovered. "Sorry we took a while, we just had to get everyone first and then we had to make sure /some/ people actually packed!" He said with a slight glare at Sirius.
The two men entered the small apartment after the other versions of herself and Ron. "It's good to see you again Hermione." Sirius said with a polite nod.
"Now, may I introduce our sons," Harry announced, Hermione turned from Sirius to face him in a heartbeat. "This is Orion Regulus Potter-Black and James Eddard Potter-Black." Harry said as two handsome boys walked into the apartment. They were from the photos that Harry had given them beforehand. Orion had the same face as Sirius and had his long, flowing black hair, but had Harry's green eyes and sharp cheekbones, while James was much more like Harry with Sirius's smile and grey eyes. His hair was as long as Orion's but had Harry's messiness to it.
"At your service 'mione." They said with twin grins plastered to their faces. Hermione seemed to go red with embarrassment but didn't draw her wand which Harry was relieved at. He had warned them both not to call her that but he never really expected them to listen to him.
Hermione looked past the two boys to see who was next and froze with shock. The two people stood next in the doorway were undoubtedly Harry's parents. James and Lily stood at the entrance to the flat. She finally realised why everyone said Harry looked like James, they was almost identical, the only differences were that he was slightly taller, around the same size as Sirius, and had hazel brown eyes. The woman Hermione knew as Lily was beautiful, even in her forties she looked around five years younger. She had long red hair that reached the middle of her back; it was so bright Hermione would say she dyed it if she didn't know any better. Her face was slightly angular, like Harry's but it were her eyes which were the most similar, they were the same emerald colour and shape as those which adorned Harry's face.
"Um hi, welcome." She said nervously. Although this shock wasn't as bad as the next. Behind his parents, came Harry Potter.
Hermione fainted alongside her husband.
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They laid Hermione and Ron onto the sofa before casting an enervate on each of them. It took a while but Hermione and Ron both came to grips with all the people in the room. It was strange, thought James, he knew two of the people in the room almost as well as his own family, but here they were, as strangers.
"Sorry Hermione." Harry apologised meekly. "Remus couldn't come, he and Mary had to sort out some boring job stuff."
"Um, yeah." She said still staring at the other occupants of the flat.
James and Lily came forward in an attempt to break the awkwardness that surrounded the group. "Hi, I'm James Potter and this is my wife, Lily, Harry's parents." He introduced. It was weird referring to this Harry as his son, it had been quite a shock when they found out who his brother really was.
"Hi." She said quietly, obviously still intimidated by him. "I'd like to thank you, I still don't know the full story yet I don't know what I'm thanking you for but that doesn't matter, thank you for taking care of our Harry." She said, James gave a serious, affirmative nod.
"Speaking of the story, should we get on with it?" Harry suggested, so that they would get over the awkward stage.
There was an all-around murmur of confirmation. "Well the next thing that happened, was that I was visited by a very, very hyperactive twelve year old! I think James can tell this bit of the story." Harry said, laughing slightly at James's embarrassment.
"Well, I was in the common room when dad came to visit. Me and Sirius were just planning one of the best pranks we ended up pulling that year when..."
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The common room door swung open, revealing professor Dumbledore, behind him, James spied his dad stepping in after the professor. "Dad! Why are you here?" He said while running to the ageing man.
"Well, I came to see you, and I have quite a surprise for you, your mother is waiting at the hospital." His dad said.
"Is she ok? Is she alright?" He asked quickly, worrying for his mother.
"Yes, yes she's fine," he reassured. "It's good news, not bad. But I'd like to tell you in private, the news can't get out quite yet."
"Oh, what is it?" He asked, unsure on what his father was talking about.
"As I said, we need to go somewhere more private."
James smiled apologetically to his friend before following his father and the professor out of the common room. They walked all the way to the headmaster's office, where James had visited many times already in his short time at Hogwarts.
"Cherry bonbons." Professor Dumbledore spoke the password before leading father and son up the stairs to his office.
Once they were inside Charlus sat his son down on a chair he had conjured, while sitting in one himself. "Now two weeks ago a boy was found in the forest near that village I told you about that village that was attacked by Voldemort." James nodded, unsure of his father's topic choice. "Do you know what a blood relations test is?" He asked his son. After a confirming nod he continued. "Well this boy woke up a few days ago and took part in one and the results were rather unexpected."
"What did it say?" James asked unable to stay his curiosity.
"Well, do you remember your uncle Eddard?" Charlus asked, his eyes going darker slightly, as if he was remembering something unpleasant.
"Not much." James said bringing him out of his thoughts.
"Well, the boy is his son, your cousin." James brightened visibly.
"You mean, I have a cousin!" He said excitedly. He had always wanted a brother but mum and dad were older than most parents of children his age and he had been a lot to handle, still was really. "Can I see him?" He asked, jumping up and down on his seat.
"That's what we're going to do now." Charlus replied, grinning at his son's hyperactivity. Unable to wait, James hurried over to the headmaster's fireplace. "If you don't mind, professor?" He asked for the use of the Floo network. The ageing man nodded, his eyes twinkling in amusement at James's antics before handing him a small box of the powder.
Not too long later they were leaving the welcome witch's desk with Harry's ward, the Piscelus ward. Once they arrived Charlus turned James to face him. "Now James, this boy isn't very well right now and is often tired, so be careful around him, you can jump around the place here. And if he's sleeping we'll have to leave and come back another time." He said firmly, hoping his son got the message. He could be serious when he wanted to, he just hoped that now was one of those times.
James nodded seriously, telling him that he understood. They opened the door slowly. The ward was white and not very big, there were four beds in each corner of the room, but only one was occupied at the moment. At the other side of the room was Harry Potter, staring wide eyed at him.
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James paused for a bit, "Harry I think you can carry on with the story now." He said leaning back in the chair.
"Just because you're terrible at telling stories!" Harry said laughing, while James kicked him in the leg before laughing with him.
"Well, after James came in I kinda just stared for a bit..."
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'It was his dad!' Harry thought wildly. 'His dad! His dad! His dad!' He looked almost the same as he did, will do, possibly. It was very confusing now that he was in his younger body. He was younger than his dad but older at the moment mentally, but younger at the same time... He decided not to think about it. He realised he was staring at his dad's face and looked away, blushing deeply.
He boy walked up and sat on his bed. "Hey, I'm James, your cousin." He said straightforwardly. 'So it was true...' Harry thought back on the test.
"Um, I'm Harry, Potter." He said, mentally hitting himself for his awkwardness, it was like he was in his ten year olds mind as well; he was acting as he had in first year, with his nervousness and all.
James grinned. "I know." James's dad, his uncle, cleared his throat, attracting the attention of both children.
"Um now, Harry, I was wondering if after you get out of hospital, you would like to spend some time with us?" He asked. "It's fine if you don't want to." He added quickly.
Harry brightened considerably, his family actually wanted to spend time with him? Of course they do! He told himself forcefully, why wouldn't they? "Yes please Sir." He answered.
His uncle chuckled. "No need to call me Sir Harry." He didn't know what it was but there was a good feeling that came along with those words. The words themselves weren't that emotional, but the way he said it. It wasn't like anything said by his old uncle and aunt, who would eventually become his sister in law, or something. Shaking those unpleasant thoughts from his head he saw his cousin open his mouth.
"It would be awesome! We can go to the joke shop at Diagon alley! And we can go flying at the Quidditch pitch, we have one of those. Do you know how to fly Harry?" He barely had time to nod before James continued his rant. "And then I could introduce you to my best friends in the whole world, then you could join in on some of our pranks, you see we play pranks at school on all the students, especially the Slytherins." Harry looked at his uncle for support only to see an amused smile at his antics. Well, this was going to be a long life with James around, long, but never boring!