Harry groaned as he felt someone jump on his bed. Wait bed? Harry's eyes shot open and he saw a fifteen year old version of himself but with brown eyes. "About time Harry. Come on we got our letters this morning," the boy said smiling.
"What letters?" Harry asked the boy.
"Our HOGWARTS LETTERS!" the boy shouted and ran out of the room.
Harry looked after him confused. What is going on? Then memories began filling Harry's head.
"Oh I've been transported back in time and I have been de-aged. Fate and Death worked together to make up fake memories and documents of myself growing up," Harry muttered. Then it hit him, his father was now his older brother! Harry scrambled out of bed and looked in the bedroom mirror. He looked exactly like he did when he was eleven the first time around. Only he was a much more healthy weight but he was still a small child. Harry grinned and ran down the stairs.
"NO RUNNING ON THE STAIRS HARRY!" a woman yelled.
"SORRY MUM!" Harry yelled back automatically. Harry smiled as he entered the kitchen and saw Sirius sitting with James and Harry's grandfather, or is it father now? Harry was very confused so decided just to go with it.
"Hay scamp," the man said. He had the same messy black hair that James and he had. He also wore glasses but he had green eyes like Harry.
"Hi dad," Harry smiled as he sat down opposite James and grabbed his Hogwarts letter.
It read:
Mr H.J Potter,
Potter Mansion
Godric's Hollow,
England
HOGWARTS SCHOOL
of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)
Dear Mr. Potter,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
Harry couldn't stop the grin that appeared on his face. He was going to Hogwarts again. Harry ripped out the equipment letter, it read:
HOGWARTS SCHOOL
of WHICHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
UNIFORM
First-year students will require:
sets of plain work robes (black)
plain pointed hat (black) for day wear
pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)
winter cloak (black, with silver fastenings)
Please note that all pupil's clothes should carry name tags.
COURSE BOOKS
All students should have a copy of each of the following:
The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1)
by Miranda Goshawk
A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot
Magical Theory by Adalbert Waffling
A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration by Emeric Switch
One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi
by Phyllida Spore
Magical Drafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger
Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them
by Newt Scamander
The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection
by Quentin Trimble
OTHER EQUIPMENT
1 wand
1 cauldron (pewter, standard size 2)
1 set glass or crystal phials
1 telescope
1 set brass scales
Students may also bring and owl OR a cat OR a toad.
PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICKS
Harry really couldn't stop his grin this time. "So James are you trying out for quidditch again this year?" their father asked.
"Yeah. Think I'm gonna try out for chaser this year. You know do something different," James replied.
"But James! your our best seeker!" Sirius cried.
"So?" James asked.
"What are we going to do for a seeker then?" Sirius asked desperately.
"I don't know. We'll find out," James replied.
Later that day the Potter's and Sirius arrived at Diagon Ally. "Right robes first," Mrs Potter said looking at the list for Harry and James.
Mrs Potter was a beautiful woman and very elegant. She had waist length black hair and hazel eyes which were a bit large on her face but it just made her look more beautiful. Well that's what Mr Potter always said.
Anyway getting of track here. Harry realised they had just arrived at Madam Malkins robes for all occasions.
"Hello dears," the woman (a younger version of the madam Malkin Harry knew) said kindly as she rushed forward.
"Hogwarts?" she asked.
"Yes please. We need six sets of Gryffindor robes for these two gentlemen (three each) and three sets of plain robes for Harry (as they are magically changed when the person is placed in their house)," Mrs Potter said.
"Of course," Madam Malkin replied smiling as she measured all three children and then fitted them for their robes. Sirius paid for his own but Mrs Potter paid for both Harry and James.
"Where next mum?" James asked bouncing up and down.
"I think you should ask Harry that," Mrs Potter said smiling.
"Oh OK. Where you wanna go next Harry?" James asked.
"Ollivanders," Harry replied smiling. Mrs Potter lent over to whisper something in James's ear and he scampered off with Sirius following.
"Come on dear lets go to Ollivander," Mrs Potter said smiling.
"OK mum," Harry smiled.
It was weird for Harry to have someone to call mum and dad. It was also weird to have a brother who was four years older then he was. But Harry didn't mind. He just wondered what faith had in store for him and why he had been sent back.