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Chapter four: Questions and some answers
"Wait right there." James said pushing Harry by the door.
Harry nodded really unsure what to say to this father of his. James wasn't like he thought he would be. "He is still young." Harry murmured to himself. And for now he wanted to treat him like anyone else. Not his father.
"She left a note," James called out. "She went to see that friend of hers. Molly I think her name is. I get you asleep for her to get you right back up. I hope you are being cranky right now. It isn't all that easy to get you asleep you know."
"Molly Weasley?" Harry asked walking in seeing toys laying about the floor. He pushed that out of his mind to think about later. Now wasn't a good time to start bawling. That just wouldn't work at all.
James was watching him with a smile. "Siri is treating you well?"
"He is fine." Harry answered. "They are excided that you might be coming back to them as well. He and Moony are the only two that know."
"Luce? He doe not know you are doing this?" James asked.
Harry had no idea who this Luce was, unless it was Lucius. And if that was so, why would he need to know?"
"He doesn't does he?" James asked a bit surprised.
Harry had a bad feeling if he answered that wrong he could very well change history and most likely not for the good.
"He doesn't know." Harry finally said.
"So, I'm to be a surprise." James said with a grin. "Tell me how is Draco doing?"
"He is a pain." Harry answered honestly.
"Moony?" James asked.
"Good. Older than you now, but so is Sirius." Harry answered.
James grinned.
"This does mean you will come right?" Harry asked watching James turn serious. That surprised him some. He was just getting to see him a little carefree there for a minute.
"Moony's letter told me I would have to time it with the killing curse. Did you know that a full blooded light elf cannot be killed with that curse."
Harry shook his head. He hadn't thought Moony had mentioned anything about the killing curse in the letter.
"There are many curses that don't work on us at all." James said walking to the window. "I don't understand why you have been trained in all this. There are things you should know by now, which from the looks of it, you don't."
"I just found out about the elf blood." Harry remarked still trying to push any feelings away for now. There would be time later to go everything and think on it. He was also thinking it would be a good idea not to stay the twenty four hours, but go back earlier. Sooner are later he would goof something up.
"Luce is alive isn't he?" James said looking at him.
"Alive and well." Harry answered.
"We had this so planned out." James said mainly to himself.
"What?" Harry asked.
James shook his head. "Tell me about school, what house are you in?"
"Gryffindor." Harry answered.
"Draco?" James asked.
"He is a snake." Harry answered. "Sirius said Draco reminds him of you."
"So, he's spoiled and full of trouble huh?" James asked. "But, you don't seem to be. Thats interesting"
Harry didn't think that was as interesting as the questions he was being asked. Maybe school wasn't the best thing to talk about. "May I ask you something?"
James nodded.
"What do you look like or is that how you look?" Harry asked.
"Like you, I look much different than this." James answered with a grin.
"Which parent was the elf?' Harry asked.
"Only males are light Elves." James answered with a sly grin.
"Then how are you and Lucius cousins?" Harry asked.
"Who said that?" James asked raising an eyebrow.
"So you aren't?" Harry asked confused.
"You don't have a clue who Lucius is to you, do you?" James asked.
Harry caught the trace of anger in his eyes before he managed to hide it.
"What is he to me?" Harry asked.
"If you don't know, then that is a lesson for later." James said turning to the window.
"So, you are coming?" Harry asked.
"Oh, I'm coming alright." James nodded.
Harry took a step to him. "Do you promise?"
"Yes, I will come back, unless I misjudge." James agreed. "I also promise not to tell anyone I have saw you or spoke to you."
"What about mum?" Harry asked.
"I was thinking about her." James said slowly.
"Sirius said he didn't know if she would come back or not." Harry said taking another step.
"I don't think she needs to be told until the last minute." James said carefully.
"Why?" Harry asked.
"That will give her to much time to think." James remarked. "Her main concern will be you. That was why she was picked."
"What do you mean by that." Harry asked.
"That too, is a lesson for another time." James said finally reaching out to give him a hug.
Harry pulled back. "What is your favorite color?"
"Green." James answered sheepish.
"What is your most favorite thing to do?" Harry asked.
"My favorite thing is still my friends. My most amazing thing is you." He answered.
Harry felt his cheeks blush red. That wasn't the answer he had expected.
"I can't believe you came back here to save us." James smiled.
Harry couldn't believe the questions that was now going through his mind. He couldn't let the matter of his mum drop. Why had he said she was picked. What did that mean. That was a question that wouldn't be answered today. He was even willing to bet Sirius didn't know, but he bet Moony did. But, Sirius did spend time with Draco. Maybe he did know. He would just have to go with questions that didn't really concern him.
"What are you pouting about?" James asked.
"I'm not." Harry retorted.
"You are." James said crossing his arms.
"This wasn't suppose to go like this." Harry stated noticing how bright the room was. He hadn't noticed just how colorful it really was until now.
"No?" James asked with a grin.
Harry shook his head.
"How was it suppose to go?" James asked amused.
"I don't know, but this wasn't it." Harry admitted. "You won't answer the questions I want to know and I can't answer the questions you want to know."
"How about we trade, question for question?" James asked.
"I promised I wouldn't." Harry answered this time knowing he was pouting.
"I have cookies." James said brightly.
Harry had a sneaking feeling just how his father got him to do things. "I do like cookies."
James grinned. "I know that."
"What do you want to know?" Harry asked.
"Is Luce really alive?" James asked.
"Yes," Harry answered. "He is very much alive."
"Your turn." James said.
Harry wanted to ask why Lucius was so inportant to him. But, he would wait. "What did you mean by picked? I mean with mum?"
"She is your protector." James said thinking.
Protector? Harry let that go through his brain. He was missing something. She goes from mum to protector. "She is my mother, right?" Harry asked.
"Its my turn, but at least I know what your question will be." James said crossing his arms.
"Who raised you? And you better not lie to me, because I do plan on finding out."
Harry cringed. He sound to much like a father there. And that was one question he was told not to answer. "Do you promise not to do or say anything that would change anything. Things have to stay the same."
"I'm not going to like the answer." James said. "But, I will promise to let things be, but things will change when I get there."
"Mums sister." Harry answered.
"Who put you there?" James asked. "It is already in the will that you are not to even be in the same room with them. They are nothing to you."
Harry saw his eyes narrow. He would even feel a change in the air. "Dumbledore, he is my magical guardian."
James slowly shook his head. "No, he isn't. While it is true he has not a clue what you are. And there is a reason for that. He would had to have tied Sirius up somehow to keep him away. Siri knew where you was to go. You was to stay with him only as last choice."
"Why last choice?" Harry asked.
"I bet Dumbledore believes you to be a powerful wizard." James said with a smirk.
"I am." Harry said
"You are part elf is the reason." James said with a shake of his head. "I can't wait to see that man and find out just what he was thinking."
Harry heard a pop. He knew what that meant.
"She is back." James said with a part grin.
Harry was about afraid to find out how meeting her would go. Only he was fixing to find out.
"Let me go talk to her." James said heading to the door.
That was fine with Harry. Truth be told, he just felt like hiding.
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