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warnings: Not yet "maybe later, but nothing bad"

Chapter Three:

I think Sirius is even more excited than I am. He will be making the port keys tonight. As of right now, he is in a meeting. So, I'm the one in hiding. Nobody even knows that I am missing. No surprise there.

I'm trying to decide what to tell them. I plan on going tonight. So I'm very nervous about that.

What if they really don't like me? I mean they don't know me.I'm not the baby they will have. Well, I am only much different.

Another thing I don't get is Sirius. He seems to his brains stuck in Malfoy land or something. Other than my dad, he is all Sirius had talked about today. I'm still trying to wrap my brain around the fact that my dad was cousins to the Malfoys. I wonder why nobody has told me about that?

His mother hadn't yelled but once. Scary really. There is something going on there. Something I might need to find out before I'm gone. Who has ever heard of a good Malfoy? Then again there is Bellatrix. She was a 't she?

I think I hear them leaving. I'm not sure about that. Sirius told me to wait until he was finished and not to come out until he came for me. So that is what I plan on doing. Waiting and writing in this journal. Yay!

"Harry?" Sirius whispered.

Grinning Harry closed his journal. He wasn't sure what else he could find to write but more questions.

"I have Remus with me." Sirius announced.

Harry jumped up. "Remus!" He called out while hugging the man.

"How are you Harry?" Remus said with a smile.

"Good." Harry smiled. He felt better than he had in a very long time.

"Sirius told me what you two are planning." Remus said slowly.

Sirius nodded. "Remy thinks we need to have a little talk before you go."

"About what?" Harry asked really not surprised.

"Things aren't as they seem." Remus said softly.

"When are they?" Harry mumbled.

"Harry." Sirius said putting his arm around the boy. "Things are really not what they seem. There are things that very few people know. A hand full really."

"What are you talking about?" Harry asked watching a look pass between them before Remy nodded. "Is it about my parents?"

"You see." Remus said glancing out the window. "After James found out about my so called furry little problem, he told me about his."

"His what?" Harry asked.

"James was different you see." Sirius said in a whisper.

"Different how?" Harry asked wishing Sirius would stop with the whispers.

"You've heard about Veela." Remus said.

Harry nodded. There had been rumors that Draco had Veela blood.

"Have you ever heard of Elves?" Remy asked.

"House elves?" Harry asked raising an eyebrow.

"No." Remus said with a smile. "Light Elves."

Light Elves? Harry had to think on that. He thought he had heard Hermione mention something about them, But what he couldn't remember. Slowly he shook his head.

"They are believed to be extinct." Remy said with a small smile. "Or a myth."

"Are you trying to tell me, that my dad was one?" Harry asked. If that was so what did it make him?

"He was half." Sirius remarked.

"What does that mean?" Harry asked wishing he had Hermione with him.

"A light elf is cousin to the Vella as strange as that may seem." Remy answered. "Only there are many difference between them."

"Like what?" Harry asked. "And what does that make me? Does that mean I have Elf blood?"

"James would be better to explain that." Remy smiled.

"You see, we was talking," Sirius said looking over Harry's head.

Remy nodded. "We believe, that will be the key, that you need, to have him come back."

"We are not sure if Lily will come back or not." Sirius spoke softly

"But we will come because he is an elf?" Harry asked confused.

Remy gave a slight nod to that. "You will start going through changes that only he will understand and will be able to help you with."

Sirius gave a bright smile. "While the two of you are finishing this talk, I will go fix the port keys."

Harry watched Sirius walk out with a smile on his face. An elf? He shook that out of his mind. That would wait.

"Now," Remus said seriously, "there are a few things that you have to remember. Things that you can't tell."

"Like?" Harry asked.

"You can't answer any questions about what happened after their death. Not Sirius in prison. Other wise they may try to change history on their own."

Harry nodded. He already knew no talking to anyone else. "Okay."

"Good." Remus smiled.

"What do I say to him?" Harry asked.

Remus pulled out a letter from his pocket and handed it over to him. "Give this to him, don't tell him nothing else about us."

"What can I tell him?" Harry asked stuffing the letter in his pocket.

"After he figures out who you are, tell him about yourself, but not about your aunt and uncle." Remus said slowly. "There will be time for that."

Harry nodded. He understood. That could also make them try to tamper with history.

"I have them." Sirius announced bouncing back in.

That was fast. Harry could feel his heart start to speed up. He watched as Sirius drew a circle on the floor.

"The spell will bring you back in twenty-four hours." Sirius explained as Harry stepped into the middle of the circle.

Sirius hung a chain around his neck. "If you need to come back sooner, this necklace will do it for you. All you have to do is grab it and say home."

Harry nodded taking two other ones from Sirius.

"I made them simple, because they don't have a lot of time. All they have to do is say the same thing." Sirius said stepping out of the circle

"It may help if you close your eyes." Remus said holding his ward on Harry.

"Ready?" Sirius asked.

Harry closed his eyes tight. "Ready!" He stated feeling his world slip away from under him.

Feeling his body land face first on the ground, he moaned. He was never able to nothing graceful. That wasn't in his blood it seemed.

"Are you okay?" A voice called out.

Harry felt his heart come to a dead stop. Giving a slight moan, he pushed himself up off the ground. Glancing over to the voice he saw his father looking him over. Now wasn't the time to fall a pieces. He would have to treat his father just like anyone else. Harry reached for the letter and laid it upon the ground. "That is for you."

"Really?" James asked coming closer. "You look like a Potter."

"I am." Harry answered noticing how young James looked. He didn't carry the carefree look he had saw in some of the pictures. He stood still watching James check over the letter before even touching it.

Now he took a deep breath. Harry really had no clue what to say to him. He wasn't even all to sure his mouth would work. This was really bad. 'Just like everyone else' he thought once more for himself.

James shook out the letter before staring to read it. Harry finally noticed he was somewhere that he had never been. In the gardens somewhere.

"This is a joke?" James asked.

Harry looked over him. "No, this isn't a joke. I really wish that it was."

"Sirius put you up to this, didn't he?" James asked.

"Padfoot?" Harry asked letting the name drop. "He and Moony did help me. Rather Sirius did. He seemed pleased him himself."

"My son is just a baby." James said with a shake of his head.

"A baby that you take tomorrow to the Black house. You and Malfoy." Harry said watching a surprise look cross his face. "That saved my life. So thank you for that."

"How?" James asked.

"How are you part elf?" Harry decided to throw that at him as well.

"There is one way to tell if you are my son." James said walking up to him. "In your time, the spell was already placed on you, correct?"

Harry nodded.

"Do you mind, if I remove the spell?' James asked.

"Remove it?" Harry asked.

"For a look and see if you will." James smiled.

"You sound like this isn't how I'm suppose to look." Harry replied unsure rather to let him or not.

"It isn't." James said tapping him on his head.

Harry felt his whole body tingle before facing a surprised James. Looking down he saw he had long shiny black hair. "What did you do?"

James reached over tapping him once more causing the tingle run over him once more.

"You are my son." James said surprised. "You really are."

"Yeah? I kinda did know that." Harry explained following his confused father over to a bench.

"Why are you here?" James asked. "Not that I'm not glad to see you, I just laid the baby you down for a nap."

"Bit strange." Harry smiled slightly.

"Very." James agreed. "Do I know that you are here?"

"They didn't tell you?" Harry asked looking at the letters. "Of course, they wouldn't tell you."

"Tell me what?" James asked.

"You and mum die, tomorrow night." Harry replied. "So, we came up with a way to save you and not mess up history."

"What do you mean?" James asked.

"You see, snake eyes comes tomorrow night. The spell saves me. Everyone thought it was mum dying that saved me. We learned that was not the case. That means we can save you and mum, but to do that the both of you will have to come back to my time, at the last minute, so they will think that you are dead."

"And leave you?" James asked with a shake of his head.

"I live," Harry reminded him. "I'm here because of you. But history cannot change, at all. It has to remain intact. The only way to remain with me, is to do this."

"What do you know of this attack?" James asked.

"Voldemort comes after you first, downstairs." Harry said taking out the necklaces. "Mum runs to the nursery. She is killed there. I am hit with the killing curse"

"But it rebounds." James said with a nod.

"Right." Harry said looking at him.

"It worked because you carry elf blood, that was the only reason." James said with a smile. "Lily didn't think it would work."

"Because she is muggle born?" Harry asked.

"Bit your tongue." James said with a smirk. "I knew it would work. Lets go show your mum, shall we?"

"Now?" Harry squeaked being pulled up and up a path.

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