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Chapter 3 The Familiar Face

The sensible thing that is Harry's screaming bloody murder at that time, wasn't really sensible. It ripped his healing throat more making it hurt more, and the screaming wasn't satisfying as he failed to produce his dulcet manly voice at all. Instead what came out of his damn mouth was a gurgling choked off sound. Now any sound he tried to make just hurts.

Ouch! Harry wasn't doing that again. He can't even whimper as it makes some vibration to his throat which just makes it hurt more. Okay, no more screaming, Harry. Stay calm. Okay, the height can be regained. But shit his wonderful tall body!!! The one he worked so hard. Now, he needs to work hard again.

Okay, just look on the bright side. There is no more Voldemort. Harry finally killed the evil bastard. All that training on his magic was finally worth it. Yes, take that evil sucker! You're dead. Now, I could live a quiet peaceful life, training to be a healer like he always dreamed of.

Bliss....

Voldemort is... Wait wait. Voldemort is dead, right? Harry was hit with the realization that he wasn't actually in his world anymore. He had parents and brothers in this weird alternate universe!!!

Harry tried to think really hard. Yes he had other memories, but he needed to dig it up from all his other memories of where he was the boy who lived. His BWL(boy-who-lived) memories were still at the forefront of his mind. After all, it was this set of memories that he actually lived in. Okay, let's look at the facts.

Number 1: The stupid deatheaters' revenge curses somehow transported him to this alternate universe.

2: He now has two alive, breathing parents and three older brothers. (This sucks, I wanted to be the oldest and be the firstborn)-Ry his eldest bro, John with the darker hazel eyes that only he notices, and Sam his favorite brother because he doesn't tease as much

3: And finally, looks like the terrorist Voldemort was defeated here by the renegade group called The Order Of Pheonix. With the leadership of Dumbledore, the pheonix members were able to combine their powers and eliminate Voldemort.

Yes!!!!!! Harry landed in a Voldemort-free world! No more stupid scar that links him with Tommy Riddle.

While he was celebrating in bliss of his new found Voldemort freedom, his family outside was alerted by the weird gurgling choking sound he made after he saw himelf in the mirror.

Before the non-scream, location is in the room.....

"Well Dad, first of all, there weren't criminals, it was just one criminal. As fas as Ry and I could tell, it was an open and shut case. The kidnapper was just enamored with Harry as we all know that Harry can do to just about everyone, may it be male or female. Then he kidnapped Harry and when he found out that he was found out, he panicked. He slit Harry's throat to escape identification and ran." John replied to his father.

"Yeah Dad, but unfortunately he messed with the wrong family. John and I caught him a block away from the abandoned warehouse. Apparently the guy's just a regular muggle criminal with drugs. I think Harry's magic was suppressed by the drugs forced into him by the guy. Who knows how much drugs was forced into Harry for the 2 weeks he was held in that warehouse." Ry, short for Orion gave his opinion.

"Where's the muggle now, Ry?" Sam asked his older brother.

"We handed him to the muggle authorities for the charges of kidnapping and rape."Ry grinned evilly.

"Yeah, eventhough Harry wasn't actually raped. The muggle aurors or police as they call themselves, will stick him in prison. And according to them, the child rapist are treated worst in muggle prison than any other kind of criminals." John with an equally evil grin said.

"By the time, he gets out, he'll never be the same again." Ry added.

"Good job, boys!" James praised his twin auror sons.

"Dad, did you hear that?" Sam asked worriedly pointing his eyes in the direction of the loo.

"Harry," knocked James on the door of the loo, "Are you alright in there?"

After not hearing anything, James became more worried. "Okay, Harry, I'm coming in."

James took out his wand, muttered a soft "Alohamora" and opened the door. He was greeted with the sight of Harry sitting with a strange smile on the closed toilet seat.

Harry snapped out of his silent anti-voldemort celebration,and looked up and up (damn, he was short) at his tall Dad. James then approached Harry, grabbed his waist and carried him like a toddler. Harry hated being back to midget size, he couldn't remember ever being this small that people could just carry him. For that matter, he was already 18 yrs. old (although not physically, it was mentally and it was what mattered the most, right?), he's already past the stage of being carried. And when he was this age, the Dursleys never carried him. The Dursleys never gave a damn, and he was happy with it. He had the independence to frolick around and explore the parks outside on his own. He had the freedom to go around outside even in the late hours as long as he finished all his chores.

Therefore, this carrying of Harry is not meant to be. Harry furiously tugged and tugged the sleeve of his father and pointed to the ground.

James just chuckled, and just pulled Harry to himself more securely. "Sorry Lilian, no can do, your mom said that there's something wrong with your right leg. I don't want you on your feet till it's healed properly."

Harry scowled when he heard the girly name of Lilian. Lilian, he concentrated on the name, and then it came to him that "Lilian" was supposed to be his second name. What happened to James? It was supposed to be a tradition to name the firstborn after his father. Oh right... He wasn't firstborn anymore, he was apparently the "lastborn" if there's even such a word. He was now the stinking youngest of the family according to his alternate memories.

Harry was brought out of his musings, when he was promptly placed on his white bed beside Snuffles. The big shaggy dog was now occupying half the bed and dozzing off on his paws. Damn, even if half the bed was occupied, the bed's remaining space was still more than big enough for Harry to lie on and even roll half around. Damn it, I'm a stinking midget!!!

Harry noticed some parchment left by his mother on the bedside table. He opened a drawer in the table, rummaged and grabbed the green crayon from the crayon set luckily left by the last occupant of the room. He furiously wrote,

Don't call me LILIAN! Lilian was written in big green capital letters. The parchment was then shown to James.

James gave another chuckle and just ruffled the top of Harry's hair. "Sorry Harry, I know you don't like the name Lilian but it suits you."

Harry crossed his arms and made a "hmpphed" face.

"You know, Lil Bro, that when you make that face, it just makes you look more adorable." Orion teased his little baby brother.

Harry uncrossed his arms, and wrote: "It does NOT!" on the parchment.

John who was also reading Harry's writings said, "It does too, Lil Bro, you are always going to be the cutest littlest baby brother around." John said and pinched the cheeks of the littlest Potter.

Harry wrote, "Sam, make the twins go away, and tell them that I'm going to be taller than them." Harry gave the parchment to Sam, another red-head of the family like Harry now.

James sneaked a peak on the parchment, and thought that maybe he shouldn't mention that when the twins were on Harry's age, they weren't that little. Sam wasn't also that small, James thought that from the rate Harry's going he's only going to be as tall, give or take an inch, as his mother. Harry was like Lily through and through except maybe the skin. Harry was also pale lily white but with no trace of freckles on his entire face and body. The name Lilian really does suit him.

Hmmm... Wonder where James's genes went off to. Probably all sucked out by the twins. The only thing that Harry got from James are those wavy hair. The hair is also a shade darker that Lil's. When its dark, you could harldy tell that its red. It's still red though like Lils.

Speaking of the devil, James wife, Lily Potter, was the now opening the door and bringing with her Snivellus. Of couse, he daren't address Lily's so called bestfriend by that name or James could be sleeping on the couch for the whole of next week.

"Hello Snape," James greeted civilly.

"Potter," Snape nodded.

Severus Snape, hated the people in this room bar Lily. He could maybe tolerate Sam, as he got more of Lily's level headed mind, but that's all. He preferred not to give any opinion yet on Lily's youngest as Harry hadn't actually been under him when he was still a professor of Hogwarts. But then, Severus will not get the chance to teach Harry because he had now resigned from the school. Thank merlin. No more snotty brats. He now works fulltime in the pharmacy potions department of St. Mungos doing what he liked best, research.

Severus slowly approached Harry. This was actually the first time, he will get to meet Lily's youngest, the one she's always been telling about. Severus observed that Harry doesn't look like James Potter at all. He was like a mini boy version of Lily. Severus expression softened from the permanent scowl on his face whenever he's in the vicinity of the Potters. Lily will always be an Evans for him, he refused to acknowledge her vile husband. Lily will always be the sister he never had, and he still doesn't approve of her choice of husband. As her surrogate brother, Severus will always be wary of Potter. Besides, he also had many 'memorable' past experiences with Potter and his imbecile friends.

Harry looked at the first familiar face that belonged to his original world. Snape and Harry got over their hate for each other, when Snape was training Harry in defeating Voldemort. After his godfather died, the fuel to hating Snape died out. Harry blamed himself and saw that it was his own fault for failing to learn occlumency. He apologized to Snape, and from then on, got on fairly well with each other. He now looks up to Snape as his mentor and the older person that cared for him like a parent after Dumbledore and Remus died. Molly and Arthur will always be Ron's parents. Snape was the one kind-of-parent that was just his.

When Snape's knees were touching the side of the bed, Harry couldn't help hugging Severus. Harry wrapped his arms around Snape's waist and squeezed his hardest. Harry was now drowning in his memories, everyone that cared for him died. First his parents, then Sirius, then Dumbledore and finally Remus. Snape was the one who pushed Harry to live on and the one that gave him the training necessary to finally defeat Voldemort.

Severus was surprised at Harry's hug, and he wasn't the only one. James Potter couldn't take the sight of his baby hugging Snivellus no matter if he is Lily's best mate. James tried to separate the two, but Harry held tight to Severus. James got a glimpse of Harry who was now crying and sniffling, turned to snape and bellowed...

"WHAt DID YOU DO!!!???"

End of chapter 3

(Harry Potter series is still followed, except in the deathly hollows and in book five after occlumency training with Snape. There are a few changes with the Snape happenings. In book five, Harry apologized to Snape, and the potions professor forgave Harry. In book seven, Snape revealed his spying and Dumbledore's death to Harry early on. While Snape was headmaster, he was in constant contact with Harry, giving him additional training to defeat Voldemort. Ron and Hermione was in on it, but wasn't in contact with Snape. Snape found a way to separate and destroy the horcrux in Harry, but Snape died in the final battle. Harry in a fit of rage, marched head on to the forbidden forest with a do-or-die mindset, giving his all to vanquish the dark lord)

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