"I chased them away." Charles shrugged, "They went to London and got jobs and a tiny apartment. They were making it on their own before you were born. You seemed fine at first but then started to show signs of distress. James told me that the doctors said you had a brain tumor. They could take it out but it would be so expensive that the hospital wouldn't do it. No one was sure you would survive the surgery. A man approached them later that day with an option. His studio would pay for the surgery if James and Lily would allow them to do a reality show on sick infants being cured. They looked over the contract which seemed straight forward and signed it. They were left with a copy."

"That sounds harmless enough." Harry agreed.

"It was until they were spirited away from the hospital. Their copy of the contract disappeared. The only remaining copy belonged to the studio and it said something completely different than the one they had signed." Charles looked saddened.

"They were tricked then." Harry nodded, "The studio's version gave them control over me and the ability to do the show."

"Correct." Gary nodded, "And anyone who tried to tell you or defend you too much got killed off the show."

"Cedric is alive?" Harry asked cautiously.

"Yes and Robert is in a new movie of his own." David smiled, "He's playing a vampire now."

"How does one go from wizard to vampire?" Harry asked but then waved off the question, "What happened after my parents were removed from the show?"

"They came home and we were waiting for them. After we, Lily's parents and I, apologized they returned to Scotland with us. Then we started waging a war against the studio. We've been filing lawsuits and generally harassing the studio since then. Several of your cousins went to law school just so they could help." Charles smiled.

"Please tell me I don't have any relatives like the Dursleys." Harry grimaced.

"No one is that bad. The three of them are related to Howard and if any of the four of them ever step foot on British soil of any kind they will be thrown in prison so fast they won't know what hit them." Charles was very intimidating when he was angry Harry decided.

"Why?" Harry was almost afraid to ask.

"Child abuse is a terrible crime." Gary answered for his Grandfather, "The way they treated you when you were young was abysmal. It never really got much better."

"Why weren't they just arrested for it? Why not arrest them now?" Harry asked bewildered.

"They are a sovereign country." Charles sighed, "What they did to you was within their own laws. They twisted laws to make it all legal. Only an act of war could have gotten you out and no one would approve the cost of that. However, the Royal Navy always does maneuvers in the waters not far from that island."

"Waiting for me to escape?" Harry asked.

"Amongst other things yes." Charles grinned evilly.

"Sir." a man in uniform opened the door.

"Yes." Charles turned.

"Transport is arriving." He stated before leaving.

"Our ride is here." Charles stood.

"Ride to where?" Harry stood and helped Bonnie to her feet.

"Home." Charles patted his shoulder, "We'll skip the public welcome for a bit and get to James first. Then we can decide on how to deal with the media attention."

"Is the media really going to care much?" Harry asked astonished, "I'm no anyone important or done anything great."

"This will be huge." Ginny giggled at him and wrapped her arms around his waist, "But you don't have to do anything if you don't want to. The media can go hang for all I care."

"What's going to happen to the rest of them?" Harry asked as the group left the room.

"The rest of whom?" Gary asked.

"The other students and their families." Harry said, "What's going to happen to them? Do they have to stay on the island too?"

"No only Howard and the Dursleys have to stay." Charles informed him over his shoulder as he led the way down a narrow hall, "The rest will leave their normal way."

"Which is?"

"There is an airport on the island as well as several boats." Ginny offered, "I know how to get in touch with many of them so if you want to see anyone we can."

"What about you Ms. Wright." Charles stopped at the door and turned to her, "Why did you come along? Why take the risk."

"Harry's worth any risk." She stated, "I'm hanging around as long as he'll let me. I hated having to play the shy awkward preteen. But then they had to let me be myself and I was able to get to know Harry and found that I really did like him."

"Had to let you?" Harry asked.

"She didn't follow the script exactly." David chuckled, "She was supposed to stay shy but during Christmas your fifth year she altered everything with one line."

"Snake incident?" Harry asked as Bonnie blushed brightly.

"Sometimes you led our lines in a merry chase." Bonnie grinned, "That particular time I lost it."

"What do you mean?" he had to wait for her answer because the group exited and the noise on the surface of the ship was too much.

They climbed onto a helicopter and he was prepared to ask again but there was no way to talk on a helicopter, far too much noise. The flight didn't last long and they soon found themselves landing at an airport. Harry could see a lot of people behind a fence but didn't know what to think about it. Once they had left the helicopter they were put into a small vehicle that wheeled them towards a waiting plane. They drove past the end of a building and Harry could see all the people at the fence again.

"What are they doing?" he asked Gary.

"They are here to see you." He replied.

"Why?"

"Because you are a famous telly star." Bonnie giggled.

The crowd was screaming and waving signs at their group. Harry leaned over to Ginny and asked, "What do I do?"

"Wave at them."

"Really?"

"Do it Harry you might get to see someone faint." Gary chuckled.

"I don't want anyone hurt." He hesitated.

"He was teasing." David smacked Gary's head, "Go on and wave."

Harry sighed and then turned and lifted a hand at the people who got even louder and more frantic, "This is crazy."

"That it is Harry that it is." Gary patted his back as they came to a stop by the plane, "Come on up on the plane with you."

Inside he had his choice of seats and picked one by the window. Ginny sat next to him and they busied themselves with getting their seatbelts connected.

"What did you mean earlier about leading the lines on chase?" Harry asked.

"We had a script we were supposed to stay with. When you didn't follow it we had to work around you and try to bring it back to what they had planned. Sometimes it didn't work." She grinned, "You can be very stubborn when you want to."

"Sorry." He wasn't really sorry at all.

After the plane was in the air they were brought drinks again. Gary and David actually chose alcohol this time. They all settled in for the flight. It took a while before Harry came up with some more questions.

"Did some characters die just as part of the script or did all of those who died what to tell me what was going on?"

"Cedric, Albus and your parents were part of the script." Ginny stated, "But that doesn't mean they didn't want to tell you."

"Arthur was also supposed to die." Gary offered, "But your reaction to his being injured was so extreme they decided it would be better for him to live."

"He was really touched by that." Bonnie smiled, "The Weasleys all decided to keep the secret so you could have someone on site that cared for you. Many actually felt that way. Some we just in it for the money and will be ticked off that it's over."

"Who will be most angry?" Harry wondered.

"Slytherins mostly, that's how they were divided up." David sighed, "Anyone who actually seemed to be excited to work with you were sent to the other houses. Anyone who was apparently in it for the money went to Slytherin; it helped form the rivalry between houses."

"What about Draco?" Harry was perplexed the real Draco seemed nice enough.

"Tom wanted money for college, his family has money issues." Bonnie shrugged, "It wasn't until he and Emma became an item off stage that he started caring about what happened to you. She helped him see things from your perspective."

"This is so odd." Harry shook his head and dropped it back against his chair as he closed his eyes.

"I'm sorry." Bonnie rubbed his arm.

"I don't know what to trust, what's real." He sighed, "Is this all virtual reality?"

"I heard of one way to know for sure if it's real or not." David offered, "If you sweat it's real. Your virtual body doesn't produce sweat."

"I was always sweaty after quidditch." Harry argued back.

"But not during quidditch." Ginny pointed out, "They'd put you in a sauna to heat up your body. The rest of us were in there too. The virtual reality ended the scene with a postgame or practice meeting before shower. They'd sit you on a bench and then wake you up. You would think just a few seconds had passed but it had been several minutes."

"Hmmm." Harry didn't comment.

"We're on approach to Heathrow, ETA thirty minutes; we have some turbulence in the area so buckle up." An announcement was made over the speaker.

"Heathrow?" Harry sat up, "I thought it was military."

"Military was just to the airport. This is Gary's private plane." Bonnie whispered, "The airport of the island only takes us to the airport where we caught this plane. Several of the bigger stars like Gary have private planes to take them home."

"Oh, I didn't realize he was a big star." Harry looked across the plane, "I guess I should have realized this was too nice to be military. What else has he been in?"

"I can't even begin to name them all. He's been an actor since he was in his twenties." Bonnie shrugged, "One of his latest was the move Air Force One with Harrison Ford. Gary played the bad Russian hijacker. I've got several of his older movies on DVD we can watch them later if you want."

"What about David?" Harry asked.

"Same thing, maybe not quite as rich, my personal favorite is Dragonhart. He played a wicked prince out to take over the world." Bonnie giggled.

"Do they only play bad guys?" Harry asked as he grinned at the two men he had always admired.

"No but it is fun to watch them be wicked." She looked shocked for a moment then said, "I mean play evil parts in movies."

"My mind did not go there." Harry chuckled, "At least not until you corrected yourself."

"Hush you." Her face turned red, the plane was shaken about some and Harry stiffened, "That's turbulence, which means wind interfering with the flight. It's nothing to worry about.

"Was it a requirement that all Weasleys had to be able to blush like a tomato?" Harry continued to tease Bonnie.

"Yes." She huffed then smiled brilliantly, "That's how I beat out the others. My blush was by far more spectacular than the others."

"Why did you…" he was struggling with how to phrase the question.

"Why did I audition?" he nodded so she sat back and thought, "When the audition notices appeared in my school everyone went crazy over it. School children of ten to seventeen were needed, so they looked at those that were nine to twenty. Older kids could be used to play younger if they looked young enough. I understand they posted in every school across the country, and Ireland. I wanted to be a part of something so cool just like everyone else. I wasn't allowed to see much of your show yet but what I had seen made me want to be your friend. When I told my parents I wanted to be on the show they made sure I wouldn't be treated like you were before they would even consider it. The battle between your parents and the studio was very well known. My parents had professionals look over the contract and they made sure it was filed correctly."

"How many people auditioned?" he asked.

"Thousands." She grinned, "Everyone wanted to be a part of it even though they really hadn't seen much of the show. It wasn't rated for kids to see between your fifth birthday and your eleventh. Your sorting was the highest rated show ever up to that point. The students didn't even have to act about being curious about seeing Harry Potter for the first time. No one was allowed to know which house you would be in before the actual sorting. There were betting pools all across the world for where you would be sorted."

"How did anyone know about Hogwarts to make bets?"

"Occasionally they would interview Howard if an important plot change was coming." She explained as the plane rattled again and began to descend, "In the interview just after your eleventh birthday he explained about the school of Hogwarts. He said that there were four houses but didn't go into any detail. He explained this is where they had been heading all along with the unexplained bouts of weirdness that surrounded you. Everyone was in awe that they were going to try to make magic real."

"Landing gear extended." The announcer cut off Bonnie's explanation.

"Are you ready for this Harry?" Charles asked across the aisle.

"No." Harry took a deep breath, "But I've run out of time haven't I."

"I don't know what's going on outside the plane but we'll do our best to keep you covered if you want." Gary offered, "I have some body guards hired to protect our transfer."

"When do I get to see my parents?" Harry asked.

"Right now they are here at the airport." Charles said, "We didn't know if you wanted your reunion now or wait for privacy."

"I want to see them as soon as I can." Harry said, "I wish it was more private but I don't want to wait."

"Can we do it on the tarmac?" David suggested, "Far from people and cameras. Telephoto will still pick it up but you won't hear them."

"How about bringing them on the plane?" Bonnie suggested.

"I like that idea." Harry agreed, "Can we?"

Gary pushed a button on his chair, "Martin would you radio security to bring James and Lily to the plane?"

"Yes Sir."

"Martin is security for this flight." Gary smiled, "He works for SecureCorp and I've not had a breach since I started employing them."

By the time the plane had landed and taxied to its place there was a car waiting. Harry watched as five people were let out of the car as the stairs were lowered. Harry stood with his four companions waiting for the others to reach the top of the stairs. Just as the first shadow reached the door Harry reached out and grabbed Bonnie's hand. She smiled as she glanced up at him but he didn't see since his focus was on the door.

Charles had moved to the door as they waited and was the first to hug someone when they reached the top, "Safe and sound James."

"Good where is he?" the man's deep voice portrayed a depth of emotion that Harry wasn't at all familiar with.

"He is right there." Charles pointed his way.

Harry gasped as the man stepped through and turned towards him. James smiled at him and reached back and pulled his mother forward to see him too. Harry found he couldn't move as he drank in their appearance. James continued forward pulling Lily with him until they were right in front of their son.

"Harry." He breathed.

"Hi." he couldn't think to say anything else.

Bonnie let go of his hand as the three came together in a hug that was full of tears and whispered apologies. She looked over to Charles Potter and saw him with two others that she knew were his maternal grandparents. Everyone was crying at the tender scene the small family made. It was nearly thirty minutes before they pulled apart enough to talk.

"Dad did you tell him?" James asked as he wiped the tears away.

"No we agreed to let you tell." Charles stated, "We didn't feel like it was our place."

"Tell me what?" Harry asked.

"You are not an only child. You have two brothers and two sisters." James said. Lily was still crying too hard to talk.

"Really?" Harry sounded excited, "That's amazing. I always wanted siblings. How much younger than me are they? What are their names? What are they like?"

"Slow down Harry." Gary chuckled, "Give them time to answer."

"Sorry." He chuckled wetly.

"It's ok. Marc is fourteen, Nichole is twelve, Grant is ten and little Emily is eight." James smiled at his enthusiasm, "I think we'll let you find out what they are like on your own. They're waiting at home with the rest of our family."

"None of them are like the Dursleys." Lily sobbed from his chest.

"Actually they're more like the Weasleys." David commented as Gary snickered.

"Hush you two delinquents." The woman by the door said.

"You know that Charles is my Dad and your Grandfather right?" James asked and Harry nodded, "These other two are Marcus and Rose Evans, Lily's parents and your other Grandparents."

"This may not be the time to ask but what about your mother?" Harry asked James.

"She passed away when James was just ten." Charles voice was gruff.

"Sorry." Harry looked worriedly at his Grandfather.

"It's fine. I'm glad you thought of her." Charles said, "I don't want her forgotten."

"Well is the emotional part done?" Gary asked, "Can we get going now? I want to see my other Godkids."

"None of them are your Godkids." Lily swatted at the man, "I wouldn't let you teach them your childish ways."

David laughed at Gary's good natured grumbling. Harry's grandparents then converged on him and he was swallowed into another family hug. Bonnie, Gary and David took seats and waited for the reunion to calm down. It lasted for another fifteen minutes before the hugs were finished.

Lily broke away and pulled Bonnie to her feet and then into a hug, "I can't believe you jumped."

Harry laughingly agreed, "I was so shocked."

"Then you jumped in after her to make sure she was alright." Marcus teased.

"That's my Grandson, brave to the point of foolishness." Charles chuckled, "What I want to know is what possessed you to kiss her in the middle of the common room. Have you ever heard of private dealings?"

"To be fair I really didn't have any private dealings." Harry huffed, "Besides it just felt right."

"I had several girls really mad at me for that." Bonnie snickered, "Everyone was betting on which girl you would choose. Cho was the only scripted kiss."

"I wish they had chosen someone else for my first kiss." Harry grumbled.

"They thought you really liked her." Bonnie offered, "After that fiasco they decided to let you choose who you wanted to date next. No girl was allowed to make the first move again."

"You would have thought they learned that with Parvati." Harry grumbled, "They had almost everyone pared for a date before I even realized I needed one for the ball. I still can't believe they didn't warn me ahead of time that I had to help lead that dance. That was… awful."

"It was." James snickered, "I can laugh now but at the time we were all horrified for you."

"Thanks." Harry chuckled, "Shall we go meet the rest of the family. I want to meet my siblings."