Midori looked around. It was dark and there were trees everywhere. Where was here? He took a step and discovered that he'd been standing on a cliff. Usefully piece of information… for about two seconds ago.
"ARGHHHH!!'
He landed on the ground with a thud. "Shit that hurt," he muttered, "I wish I'd used the air to carry me to the ground. Why can't I have these ideas before I need them?" It was a legitimate question, one Shimo asked quite frequently. Shimo… what was he going to say when he heard Midori's identity was revealed.
"WHAT? YOU IDIOT! IF I GET MY HANDS ON YOU I'LL-" and then a lot of swear words.
Midori chuckled at his imagination's version of Shimo. He stood up and brushed himself off.
Now for the original question. Where was he?
Human something hissed by his feet.Midori sighed. Just what he needed, an arrogant snake. Due to past experiences he wasn't a fan of snakes, they were always very up themselves and egotistical.
Yesss he hissed back Could you possibly tell me where I am?
A Speaker? Urgh, the first conversation with a snake always went the same, they could never quite get over a human speaking parsletongue. You are in the Hogwarts forest. Are you a student?
Great, he apparated out of the supposedly impenetrable Hogwarts wards and he only got to go to the forbidden forest.
Thanksss for your help he hissed at the snake and walked off…
And then remembered he should have asked for directions. In the distance a wolf howled as familiar sound, as well as a loud thumping sound.
"Seppen?" he called. "SEPPEN! OVER HERE!" The thumping sound got louder and louder and soon Midori couldn't hear Seppen anymore.
He turned around just in time to discover the source of the thumping sound. A herd of centaurs.
He had just enough time to say, "Hey! Stop!" Before the first one ran him over, followed by the rest of them.
The last thing he heard as he blacked out was howling.
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Manabe stepped out of the fireplace and looked around the hospital wing. Midori was lying unmoving in his head, his head bandaged and his face was bruised and scared. He shivered as he felt déjà vu. It was just like when he had first met Midori.
Flashback (because we haven't had one yet)
A month after Midori arrived in Japan.
Manebe stared at the small boy who was sitting on the floor. After a month the boy refused to talk, he only communicated by nodding or shaking his head and he refused to eat more than a piece of bread.
"Kid," he began, "Can you just tell me who hurt you?"
The boy shook his head and stared back at the ground.
"Why not? Did they tell you not to?"
He nodded.
Manebe sighed, "You know, what they did to you was really wrong. You don't have to protect them."
He just ignored him.
"Would you like something to eat? You're really under fed kid."
He shook his head again.
"Please? Do it for me?"
"… I like… apples."
Manebe smiled at the little child's voice. "Well get you some apples," he held out his hand, "I'm Manabe."
The boy smiled, "Nice to meet you. I don't have a name but Uncle Vernon calls me Boy."
Manebe got the feeling 'Uncle Vernon' was behind the boy's horrible condition.
"Well you need a name," said Manebe, "So shall we call you Midori then? It means green, you know like your eyes."
The boy seemed elated by having a name. "Okay!"
END FLASHBACK
"Manebe!"
Manebe snapped out of his memories and looked up. Shimo was sitting next to Midori's bed, his head in his hands. Across the bed were Lily, James and Matthias Potter. In the corner was Severus Snape", who was brooding over the fact his best potions student was James Potter's son.
"Severus!" exclaimed Manebe. "How could you let his happen? You swore you'd look after him!"
"Manebe-" he started.
But Manabe wasn't listening, he had moved on. "And Shimo? You should have been with him! When you both decided to stay at Hogwarts you promised you'd protect him from his family!"
Shimo hung his head in shame, tears dripping down his face.
"AND YOU!" He yelled pointing at the Potters, "GET OUT! You stay away from him, you hear? The damage you and those fucking Dursleys have done to him! How can you even look at him?"
Shimo stared in amazement at Manebe. He had never heard the monk swear, or yell like this.
Lily sobbed into her hands and James stood up, his face chalk white. "I'm sorry. We had... have no idea what Harry went through. We thought he was dead."
Manebe narrowed his eyes, "His name… is Midori," he said through gritted teeth, "He hasn't been called Harry since he was one. He only knew that was his birth name four years ago when he walked into this place and met you! He never knew anything about his life before he came here! And then he found out! How you abandoned him because his twin was famous! How you never cared, never visited, never called to ask how he was! You're the worst parents ever!'
James was turning red, "We never did anything like that! Why do you people keep insisting that? We never abandoned Harry!"
"You lying piece of-"
"He's not lying," interrupted Shimo.
Manebe turned to him in confusion, "but you said that Vernon Dursley wasn't lying when he said they abandoned him! You've got that letter! In her," he pointed at Lily, "handwriting. How can they be saying two different things and both be telling the truth."
"What letter?" asked Lily in a teary voice.
"When Midori first saw Mr Potter he saw the resemblance," explained Shimo, "He asked me to go ask the Dursleys. I only found Vernon Dursley in the house. He told me truthfully that Mrs Potter had left Midori with them. He gave me the note she left. It was in her handwriting, I know, I've seen it on enough tests."
James looked at Lily with a shocked expression. Lily gasped, "James you can't actually think I left him with her!" she exclaimed. "I would never! James, no!"
"She's telling the truth," said Shimo sadly, "I guess this mystery isn't over. Look," he leant forward and stared at the Potters, "I'm really sorry for just accusing you, Potters. Midori means a lot to me and I just reacted."
"You're an idiot," moaned a painfully voice.
They all spun around t see Midori sitting up, wincing.
"Midori!" yelled Shimo, Manebe and Matt.
"Harry!" yelled James and Lily.
"Hey," he said grinning, "I feel I just got run over by a herd of hippogriffs."
"Try centaurs," said Shimo smiling, "Seppen brought you back."
"I knew she was good for something," he chuckled. He turned to Matt, "How's your arm?"
Matt jumped in surprise. "Yeah better!" he raised it to show Midori the stitches.
"And how are you?" Midori asked with concern. "You did get kidnapped… are you handling it okay?"
"Yes. I'm fine," whispered Matt. No one had asked him how he felt yet. Everyone was kind of wrapped up in Harry's return.
Midori smiled and then stopped suddenly, realising who was in the room. Tears threatened to overflow as he looked at his parents.
'I'm really tired," he said suddenly, "Do you all mind leaving?"
"Harry…" said James.
"My name's Midori," he said with sudden vengeance, "And I have nothing to say to you Professor Potter. Please let me sleep."
They all vacated the room and Midori was left to listen to the beetle on the windowsill.
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THE REAL BOY-WHO-LIVED RETURNS FROM THE DEAD By Rita SkeeterThe Triwizard Tournament Final Challenge brought many different surprises. First Matthias Potter, the supposed Boy-Who-Lived, was kidnapped by rouge Death Eaters, but then upon his return he began claiming You-Know-Who was alive. Minister Fudge has denied these claims and gave a statement to press early this morning. "Matthias Potter is delusional after watching a tragic accidental death in the maze," said Fudge, "He had conjured this… fake story to deal with the loss."
But even more astonishing was the news this reporter overheard. It seems that Harry Potter, who was assumed dead, is still alive and has been attending Hogwarts under the name Midori. Not only that but Matthias Potter is claiming that You-Know-Who told him that Harry is the real Boy-Who-Lived.
Is this part of Matthias' disillusions or did the great Albus Dumbledore get it wrong? This reporter intends to find out.
James slammed the paper down on the table. How had that bloody Rita Skeeter found out about Harry? He couldn't care less about Matt not being the Boy-Who-Lived getting out, although he knew Harry wouldn't like it.
He yawned. He'd been up all night watching them interrogate Barty Crouch Jr. Dumbledore was mysteriously absent for which James was grateful. It was obvious the old wizard had had something to do with Harry's disappearance and James didn't trust himself not to kill him.
And there was Harry himself who was refusing to talk to anyone. He hadn't let anyone explain that the Potters hadn't abandoned him, it was causing Lily a lot of stress. She had stationed herself outside the hospital room in case he miraculously wanted to speak to her.
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Midori groaned and rolled over to avoid the light. He'd slept horribly, his dreams filled with images of Lily Potter leaving him on a doorstep and running away laughing. She had come round repeatedly and each time he'd told he to please leave. He didn't understand why, after all these years, she wanted to see him.
He also couldn't understand why Manebe and Shimo kept letting her come round. They hated the Potters for what they had done and Shimo had never understood why Midori stayed around them.
He sat up and suddenly realised he wasn't alone. There was a young red haired girl sitting up the bed next to him.
"Miss Ginny," he said kindly, "Good morning. I haven't seen you for many years. Where did you go?"
She looked at him funny, "Who are you? You kind of look like Professor Potter, are you related?"
Midori mentally slapped himself as he remembered he wasn't wearing his glasses and he hadn't taken his potion. He sighed and decided to hell with it, tell the truth for once. "Yes you know me. I'm Midori, in your brother's year."
"Then why do you look like Professor Potter?"
"Good question," he said. What was one more lie? "There was an accident. Madam Pomfrey hasn't figured out how to change me back yet." She nodded, completely believing him. "So where have you been? I never see you in the halls."
She sighed, "After my first year I tried to stay unseen. People didn't like me very much because of… you know. I hang out in the library a lot."
He nodded understandingly. He knew what it was like to be unwanted. "So what brings you to the Hospital Wing?"
"My brothers fireworks kind of burnt my arm. I could see the bone so Madam Pomfrey kept me over night."
"Fred and George right?" he asked.
"Yeah."
"And Ron?"
"And Percy and Charlie and Bill," she said irritably, before blushing, "Sorry. I just don't like it when being recognise me for my brother."
"Sorry," he muttered, realising that now his identity was out he would be recognised as the brother of Matthias Potter.
"It's alright," she said, "What happened to you?"
He would have answered. He really would have if someone hadn't burst into the room in that moment.
Neville Longbottom appeared breathing heavily and was holding a newspaper. Midori felt sick as he noticed the headline.
THE REAL BOY-WHO-LIVED RETURNS FROM THE DEAD"Nev let me explain-"
"EXPLAIN?" Neville yelled, "I SHARED WITH YOU HOW MUCH HARRY'S DEATH HURT ME! AND YOU NEVER THOUGHT TO EXPLAIN THAT NOT ONLY WAS HARRY NOT DEAD, YOU WERE HIM!"
Madam Pomfrey appeared in the doorway, "Mr Longbottom please don't disrupt-"
Neville ignored her, "How's life with your family?" he spat. "You basking in the glory of being a Potter yet?"
"Neville I'm really sorry," said Midori, "But I couldn't tell anyone! I didn't want them to know. I just wanted to get to know Matt-"
"I was your friend!" Neville roared back, "TWICE! I became your friend twice! Doesn't that count for something?"
"Nev please-"
"FUCK YOU HARRY POTTER! YOU'RE JUST LIKE YOUR BROTHER, YOU SELF ABSORBED TWAT!"
And with that he stormed out.
Ginny stared at him, "You're Harry Potter?"
He moaned and rolled over, turning his back to her. He didn't want to deal with her right then.
A/N: Thankyou all so much for reviewing and since you all took the time, I'll take the time to answer some of them.
Angelkitty77 – Sadly I have bigger plans for Bumbledork and they can't happen in jail. Sorry.
Cstefano – Umm sorry? Thanks for pointing out it was misspelt but really, I want this story up and running soon and I couldn't think of a title, I really don't think it's that big an issue. But hey, thanks for voicing your opinion and I'll try harder to think of a title.
Shinigami (fan of Bleach? Good person!) – It may take a while for anyone to be able to tell him, he's slightly irrational right now. Hehe, but soon, very soon.
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