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Chapter Four: Reunions

Harry opened his eyes. His glasses were off, so his vision was blurry. 'Man, I was having such a good dream!' he thought, recalling how his parents, Sirius, and Remus had come to take his away from the Dursley's. 'Well, I'd better go down and see how much trouble I'm in… I hope he doesn't… do… that again.' Harry pushed his glasses on to his face and his vision returned.

The first thing he noticed was that he wasn't sure where he was. He looked around. It looked like someone's living room; it wasn't the Dursley's though.

"H-hello?" Harry called.

"Oh, Harry! You're awake!" said Sirius arriving in the doorway. How are you feeling?"

"I'm… fine," said Harry, awestruck. "B-but… how?"

"You'll understand shortly, but first we need wake up your parents!"

"O-okay…"

Harry followed Sirius upstairs and into what looked like a guestroom on account of the motel room decorating.

"PRONGS, LILS! WAKE UP!!" shouted Sirius, like a small child on Christmas morning.

James grumbled, but sat up. Lily threw a pillow at Sirius and sat up as well.

"What is it, mate?" asked James groggily.

"Your son is officially awake," announced Sirius, as if he were announcing the arrival of a king.

Lily and James' heads snapped over to Harry in surprise.

"Oh! Did you have a good sleep, baby?" Lily questioned.

"Er… y-yeah… I guess so…" said Harry timidly. He wasn't used to that question. He wasn't used to people caring about how well he slept. Heck! He wasn't used to people caring, period!

"Is everything alright, son?" James asked.

"I don't know… I guess…" said Harry, looking at his feet. He blushed. 'We're going to have to work on his confidence a bit' thought James.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

"Yeah…" Harry replied quietly. It was silent for a moment before, "Where are we?"

"Oh! Right! We're at Remus' place," Sirius informed his godson.

"Well, where's Remus, then?" Harry was skeptical. How could he be sure that these people really are who they say they are?

"He's down the hall sleeping," replied James, wondering why Harry wasn't freaking out and asking how his uncle could have done such a terrible thing. "Harry are you sure you're alright? You don't want to talk about anything?"

"If you really are my dad… then you can turn into a stag, right?" That wasn't expected.

"Yes, but how do you know that?"

"Well, if that's the case, then show me!"

"Excuse me?"

"I want to see you turn into Prongs," Harry said boldly.

"Why?"

"Look. I'm not telling you anything until you prove that you are who you say you are!" Harry told him.

"Okay then," said James, getting out of bed. Suddenly, there was a bright glowing and in the place of James was a brilliant stag. It bowed its head to Harry and changed back into James. Harry smiled and turned to "Sirius."

"You too!"

"I can't change into a stag!" said Sirius with mock fear.

"You know what I mean!"

Sirius smiled and transformed into his giant shaggy dog, and back again. Lily watched her son proudly. He was taking every precaution. He then turned to her.

"In your fifth year you told dad that you would rather go out with what than him?"

Lily chuckled, "The Giant Squid."
Harry sank on to the bed. "It's really you then?" he asked them, as if he were afraid someone was going to scream "APRIL FOOLS!" They all nodded. Harry broke down. Tears welled up in his eyes and spilled over down his cheeks. His mother's arms wrapped around him and brought him close, cradling him. Harry would have thought the contact would be awkward but with her it wasn't. She rocked him and began to sing. The song she sang was oddly familiar, like it was from a dream.

Goodnight sleep tight

No more tears

In the morning

I'll be here

And when we say goodnight

Dry your eyes

Because we said goodnight

And not goodbye

Oh we said goodnight

And not goodbye…

He felt himself calm down. The tears stopped falling and he was wiping his eyes. "I-I'm sorry… I just never thought this was possible," he stuttered through his choked sobs.

"It's okay, love," Lily said soothingly.

"We didn't think it was possible either, Prongslet," said Sirius softly; while his voice cracked making it obvious he was on the verge of tears as well.

James however was well beyond that point. He had tears shamelessly rolling down as he crouched down in front of his son rubbing his knees gently, comfortingly.

What Harry did next was completely unexpected. He pulled away form his mother and threw his arms around his father in a tight hug. James sat dumbstruck for a moment. Then, he wrapped his arms around his son and hugged him back. He patted his son's hair and rubbed his back as the boy sobbed into his shoulder. After what seemed like an eternity, James and Harry pulled apart. Harry smiled, smiled, stood up and looked over at his godfather, who was standing near the window, beaming at him. Harry grinned and threw his arms around his godfather's waist. Sirius laughed and hugged the teen back.

"I missed you," Harry whispered.

"Heh. I missed you too, kiddo!" Sirius replied. He smiled. "Well," said Sirius pulling back. "We need to wake up Moony." He slung an arm around his godson's shoulders.

"Yes, and then we need to floo to Hogwarts!" said Lily, beaming, eyes brimming with tears at the touching scene.

"Hogwarts?" Harry asked, slightly bemused.

"Yep! We need to talk with Dumbledore," said James

Harry nodded and was wheeled out of the room by Sirius to go get Remus.

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