Harry Potter and the Lost Brother

by lordturtleham

What if Lily Potter, mother to the Boy-Who-Lived, was alive? After being spared in Godric's Hollow, she hides in muggle England as a normal woman. She gives birth to a healthy young boy who carries in her likeness, but when he receives a familiar letter to the school Lily had missed so dearly, what will she think when she's thrown back into a world that she wanted to forget?

4. Chapter 4

It was the day Finnian was to go to Hogwarts. Lily was mentally preparing herself for the potential of meeting one of her old school friends who had presumed she was dead. She worried rumors would be spread, as when she was even in Diagon Alley, she could've sworn she'd heard the hushed whispers of gossiping witches, although she couldn't be sure they were talking about her.

A knock at her bedroom door, and after it creaked open, she saw the face of the son she had taken instead of Harry. Finnian carefully entered her room, trailing the cage of his owl, whom he named Maestro, was his suitcase that was filled with muggle books, clothes, and a stash of candy he'd bought from a convenience store awhile back.

"Mum? I think we should go now." Excitement showed through his eyes, although he had tried to conceal it with a calmer facade. His mother nodded, as he began walking out of the room, and out of his home. Climbing into the car, he threw the trunk into the back of the car, carried Maestro's cage with him into the left side passenger seat.

The two rode in silence, as the both kept their eyes to the windshield. This wasn't uncommon. Despite being her son, Finnian was never very fond of conversation, especially small talk that simply didn't matter at all. He found it rather tedious to have to listen to someone babble on about nothing at all, and his mother couldn't help but agree.

Kings Cross Station was a fair ways away from the suburbs of Cokeworth, so by the time they had arrived, Finnian was almost asleep. He groggily got out of the car, his mother leading the way to platforms 9 and 10.

"Mum, there isn't a platform 9 ¾ here," Finnian said, glancing around himself when the muggles stared and pointed at his owl cage. Lily just smiled as she went to the brick wall in between 9 and 10. She ran into the wall and Finnian looked in horror, as she hadn't hit the wall like he was anticipating. Instead, she phased through the wall almost. Finnian took a deep breath, before pushing his belongings through the wall.

The only way Finnian could explain such a strange feeling was walking through a container of solid jelly (Jell-o for Americans). Finally, he was through the strange wall completely, and what Finnian saw would stay with him forever. A beautiful old-fashioned steam engine with ruby coloured paint that was suddenly stopped by shining black.

The steam train whistled, just when Finnian met with his mother again. "Now Fin, I want you to owl me every week and don't-" His mother was cut off when he suddenly hugged her and kissed her on the cheek before dashing to the entrance of the scarlet train.

"Yeah yeah, I'll owl you often mum! Love you, bye!"

(A/N: Ah, once again a very short chapter. I just started up school again, and I just don't really have the time. I'll try to update again soon, but I really should be doing my homework. Sorry!)