A.N. I hope I answered all the questions you guys had but if not don't be afraid to ask them and I promise to try to answer them in the next chapter which I've already started. The mystery of the violet eyed girl will also be explained in the next chapter. Nothing significant happens in the first two years so I decided not to write about them but in those two years Harry becomes close to Draco, Pansy and Blaise.

The first flashback is before Harry was born and the second one is after. This chapter hasn't been beta'd yet so please bear with me. Enjoy.

Chapter 4 - Explanations

*Flashbacks*

1

"Thanks so much for letting me stay here Lily." Petunia threw her arms around her younger sister and hugged her tightly. "That Dursley won't leave me alone and with not having a job I can't even rent an apartment. I would have been stuck living with mom and dad!"

Lily gave her big sister a small smile. "You know you're always welcome here and if you want James and I will pay you to take care of Harry while we're gone in the days."

"No Lils, I couldn't accept…" Petunia began to say.

Lily waved her sister off and continued to speak. "So it's settled! You can live here as my beloved sister and as Harry's nurse…with pay."

"Lily!" Petunia protested.

"Think about it! Who better to take care of him than you? You're his aunt and you'll be living here and you're a qualified healer."

Petunia sighed, she saw her sister's point but she still didn't feel comfortable taking money from Lily.

"Fine Lils, I'll do it."

Lily smiled largely before wrapping her arms around Petunia. Pulling back she began walking down the corridor dragging her sister with her. "Let me show you where everything is."

They arrived at a plain wooden door. Pushing the door open, Petunia was led into a nursery. The walls were painted a pale powder blue and the furniture was beige, everything was simple yet beautiful just like everything Lily had ever done.

"No matter what I want you to be in Harry's life."

Petunia turned to see Lily standing, her chin against her chest, her red hair framing her slender face and her slim hand resting against the bulge of her belly.

2

Petunia slid into the hospital bed and pulled her baby sister close to her. Burying her face in the red hair she used to love brushing when they were children, Petunia closed her eyes, willing the tears that were spilling down her cheeks and the sobs that escaped through her mouth to cease.

"Lily…my beautiful baby sister. Why? You had your whole life ahead of you…you were going places." Here Petunia couldn't speak through her crying. The healers in the room quietly left to give Petunia her time to grieve. Petunia clamped her hand over her mouth to quiet her sobbing. These words she felt she absolutely had to say to her sister, she had to let Lily know the truth, all the things she could never say to her before and all the things she would never get to say to her again. "I love you so much. I loved every single moment with spent together, even the moments we spent arguing or crying in my bed, all the moments we laughed to ourselves and especially all the moments you made my day by just being there for me. I never resented you even though it was obvious that you were everyone's favourite because you were my favourite too and I love you more than words could ever say. I still remember us walking through the meadows and plaiting flowers into each other's hair, spending days exploring and nights just talking, and I miss it, more than you can ever know."

The door opened and a healer walked in. "Ms. Evans, I'm terribly sorry for your loss but I'm afraid we're going to have to move Mrs. Potter's body downstairs to the morgue. And instead I'll be more than willing to direct you to visit your nephew."

Sobbing harder, Petunia brushed the hair out of Lily's pale face. Taking one last look at her sister, she placed a single kiss on Lily's cheek and followed the healer out of the room, fighting the impulse to turn back. Petunia felt as if she was in daze as she walked the halls of St. Mungo's, guided by the kind hand of the healer. Hearing someone calling her name Petunia blinked and found herself staring at a small crib and within the crib lay a tiny baby, the band on his arm identifying him as Harrison James Potter. His green eyes stared up at them as they got closer and his little arms reached out. Petunia felt her heart clench at the sight of him, Harrison, her nephew, her baby sisters child, a child whom looked so much like his mother she felt the tears coming again. Leaning over, the healer lifted Harry into her arms and with a small smile, she handed him over to his aunt.

"Here is your completely healthy and rather charming nephew."

Petunia stared into those emerald green eyes that reminded her so much of the summers spent at her great-grandmother's with Lily and she marveled at the little fingers that caught the collar of her shirt and the gummy smile that melted her heart. Smiling sadly she gently stroked his cheek with her finger and watched as his eyes fluttered close.

"Welcome, Harry."

*End Flashbacks*

FOURTH YEAR

Harry raced to the dungeons hoping to get to his potions class before he was late, while trying to close his school bag, which resulted in him running straight into someone and he would have fallen flat on his butt if the other person hadn't grabbed him and held him upright. Harry blushed and stepped back, uncomfortable being touched and mumbled an apology before walking away.

"So you're Harry."

Harry sighed preparing to make some sarcastic comment but turned around and was facing himself. Harry stood there unable to say anything while his look alike continued talking.

"I'm John…your brother. I know you're not gonna believe me but if you give me a chance I can prove it. Now I believe you're late for potions so I'll walk you and take the blame."

This knocked Harry out of his stupor and he bitterly replied that he didn't need John's help.

John simply smiled sadly. "I know you don't want it but ever since the day you were born I made a promise to myself…and mom, that I'd always look out for you." Here john's expression turned steely. "So whether or not you want me to…I'll be speaking with Professor Snape." John began walking towards the lab and not wanting to be any later, Harry followed.

When they arrived John motioned for him to stay and stuck his head inside. Harry could hear voices but couldn't make out what they were saying; then there was laughter and John pulled his head out and grinned at Harry as he ran past. "Have fun in class!"

Harry stood there not knowing what to do. Then the door swung open and an angry Severus Snape was menacingly towering over him. "Are you coming in or not?"

Blushing heavily, Harry stepped into the classroom and immediately spotted an exited Pansy motioning for him to come sit with her. So, ignoring the stares and the hurried whispers of his classmates, Harry took his seat beside Pansy.

Draco entered the dorm to find Harry staring out the magic-made window just as he expected.

"So you didn't know you had a brother?"

Harry spun around to face Draco. "What?"

Draco shrugged unmalfoy-like before answering. "I just thought that maybe you'd want to talk about it and didn't know how to start."

"Thanks but I'm not sure yet."

Draco nodded. "So are we going to lunch?"

"You go ahead."

Draco nodded and silently left Harry to his own thoughts.

Harry sighed and ran a hand though his hair. He heard a knock at the door and he turned around to see Pansy standing in the doorway. Without saying a word she walked over to him and pulled him into one of her motherly hugs and led him to sit on the closest bed.

"Why are you blocking us out Ry?"

Harry just shook his head.

"You know we're here for you right?"

He nodded.

"Well then you should know that pushing us away is only going to hurt yourself."

"Draco's upset isn't he?"

Pansy shook her head and pulled Harry into her lap, wrapped her arms around him and rested her chin on top of his head. Even at just 14 Harry was easily one of the shortest people in their year and it worried Pansy but made it easier for her to mollycoddle him whenever she wanted.

"No sweetie, he's just worried about you, we all are. We know this can't be easy for you but just let us help….please."

Silently he nodded and buried his face in her neck. Breathing deeply, he could smell the lotion and perfume he himself had bought Pansy for her birthday and it was a scent he could now recognize as safety for Pansy had become his sister and protector. He heard the door open again but this time he didn't look up. He felt the bed dip beside them and a calm voice, which Harry quickly identified as Blaise's, started to speak.

"I might not know exactly what you're going through or how exactly you feel but I can sort of understand the turmoil you're experiencing. Jaz and I don't have the same mother but at least she always knew about me, I only found out about her a couple years ago. And I was confused, angry and happy all at the same time. I couldn't understand why my parents never told me, though I later found out that my mother had known nothing about Jazmine; I was angry at my father for ruining what had been a perfectly good routine for most of my life; and I was happy because I had always wanted someone to be there, someone to play with, someone to understand me. Draco is an awesome best friend but he couldn't understand the things I went through with my family because he wasn't one of us, Jazmine could; Jazmine had been there. So I gave her a chance. And I'm glad I did."

The silence went on for a while before someone else spoke up and Harry took a quick peek at the blonde who was staring at him with a knowing smile on his face. "We're not saying you have to give him a chance, just to consider the possibility."

Harry stared blankly at the wall beside Draco thinking carefully about everything. His thoughts were interrupted by a loud pop. Everyone's eyes were drawn to the house elf that now stood in the middle of the dorm holding a piece of parchment in its hand.

"Mr. Harry Potter sir, I is bringing you a letter from your brother." With this the house elf quickly placed the letter on the bed behind Pansy, Blaise and Harry and disappeared with another pop. Harry stared at the parchment with expressionless eyes as he slid out of Pansy's lap.

"Can you guys give me a few minutes?" They all nodded and started towards the door. "Expect you Blaise."

The look of surprise was evident on his face but he sat back down without question as Pansy and Draco left. Harry slowly picked up the letter and with shaking hands, he opened it. He stared at the spidery scrawl written haphazardly across the page without really seeing it. This was a letter from a guy who claimed to be his brother; someone who looked almost exactly like him. Polyjuice wasn't that hard to obtain or to make and Harry didn't want to accept this and then find out it was all a lie or reject him and then find out it was true., But then again why should he even care? He had everything he could ever want, everything he needed. And yet, the part of his life that he had never known was possibly staring him in the face. All the questions he had ever wanted answered; all the things his Aunt had kept from him in an effort to protect him. Here was his chance to find out what had happened to his parents, to the rest of his family and why they had all left him behind. Closing his eyes against the tears, he handed the letter to Blaise.

Blaise kept his eyes fixed on Harry as he unconsciously straightened out the edges of the letter. "You want me to read it to you?"

Harry nodded.

Blaise didn't think Harry trusted him this much. Sure they were friends but Harry was always closer to Draco and Pansy and he had known Harry long enough to know that their common situation wouldn't make Harry suddenly trust him so much. Pushing the thought to the back of his mind, Blaise began to read the letter aloud.

Dear Harry,

I'm sure you'll be very reluctant to believe this letter as I'm sure you know nothing about what happened all those years ago. I'm only two years older than you but mom always claimed I was much older than I seemed and I was always ecstatic about having a younger brother. I can even remember the exact day mom told me she was going to have another baby, I danced around the house. I helped pick out most of your little outfits and I told her exactly which toys you were going to like. I know Aunt Petunia took them all with her, did you like them Harry? I hope you did.

I know you have a lot of questions so I'm going to try to answer most of them in this letter and any which I haven't managed to answer you can always ask me later if you want. I can't exactly remember why but a short while before you were born, Aunt Petunia moved in with us and when mom went into labour, she was the only one allowed into the room with her because there were some complications that the healers didn't want to tell us about. But it wouldn't have mattered if they told us or not because there was nothing they could have done about it and mom died giving birth to you. Dad was too distraught to do anything so Aunt Petunia took care of us for a while. And then one day I went to visit Uncle Remus and when I came home Aunt Petunia had taken you and left and then dad made us move away. At first I wondered why Aunt Petunia would break up our family when she could clearly see that we needed each other but as I grew older I figured that dad couldn't take the fact that you both reminded him so much of mom and that maybe it was best that you both left, even though I never wanted you to. You can't begin to comprehend I long I've waited to see you again but had no way of reaching you. I'm only in Britain for two weeks to visit a family friend but if within those two weeks you'd like to talk then you can send me an owl and I won't hesitate to meet you at any place and time of your choosing.
Your brother,
John Potter

Blaise looked up from the letter to see Harry just staring into space. Cautiously he reached over and placed a hand on Harry's shoulder. "Ry?"

Harry turned to Blaise with a small smile. "I'm fine."

"You sure?" Blaise couldn't help being worried since Harry was known to hold his feelings in.

"Yeah, I think I'll just go to bed."

Harry got up and got into his own bed without changing and pulled the curtains around his bed shut.

Sighing Blaise carefully folded the letter and slid it under Harry's curtains and headed towards the common room.

The sun was brightly beating down on the lake causing the water to sparkle. The Fearsome Four as people had taken to calling them had been sitting under the tree which provided the most shade in the schoolyard quietly looking over something for over two hours with an unknown man wearing sunglasses and a dark blue hoodie.

"And that's Sirius but he's not serious at all, he's quite the child. He's dad's best friend, and if I remember correctly, your godfather. He'd quite possiblyour godfather. He'd quite possibly kill me and half of Europe if he knew I was here talking to you and I didn't bring him along." John said to Harry.

Draco chuckled quietly and Harry glared at him causing Draco to make a funny face and Harry couldn't help but laugh.

John's brown eyes studied Harry and Draco. "You guys seem really close. How long you been friends for?"

"Long enough," was Blaise's brilliant answer.

"It seems like longer though," And here Pansy's infectious smiling.

John laughed before turning back to Harry. "I'm glad you decided to meet me."

Harry smiled. "I'm glad too."

The whole group got up to see John off. "I hope you can keep up writing to me along with all your school work."

Harry raised an eyebrow. "Aren't you the one doing your NEWT's next year?"

"Yeah but aren't you doing your OWL's next year too?"

Harry surprised everyone by sticking out his tongue at his older brother. John just laughed and messed up Harry's short and already messy hair.

"Just remember to write and I promise if you spend just one Easter at school then I'll come and kidnap you to spend time with me and Sirius."

"We'll see."

The Potter brothers smiled at each other before John turned and made his way out of the school.

A.N. Not my best work but it's something. Please review and make me happy.