A/N: Hey again! Thanks everyone for reading this! That makes me very happy! Sorry This is late. XD Thanks for reading this! It makes me happy that people like this. I am aware that some of the characters are and will be a little bit or more out of character and I am sorry. I will try to amend that. Thanks to everyone who reviewed too. I appreciate the feedback. =D

Disclaimer: I do not own anything but my own Characters. Everything belongs to JK Rowling

Quick notes: Harry/Chris will be referred as Chris. Harry has been thrown back into time when he died in his original world into this one, to save people he wasn't able to before but the catch his that he's not officially the "Boy-Who-Lived". And don't flame me telling me that Chris/Harry is wrong. He grew up differently. I'll admit that I don't have a good grasp with the other characters though so they may be off.

"Dialogue" = Speech

Dialogue = Harry/Chris's thoughts

**Dialogue** = Character thoughts

One Step Back

Chapter One:

The heat of the flames did nothing to warm the young men and women as they stared at the burning building and the wreckage around them. In front of them, the proud landmark that was once Godric's Hollow burned and Lily Potter nee Evans gave a soft broken sob, leaning into her husband. James Potter hugged his wife close to him and next to them, Sirius Black was fighting almost literally tooth and nail against the firm grip of Alastor "Mad-Eye" Moody. Remus Lupin was at his side, having fallen to his knees and broken into sobs. Along with them, other witches and wizards were staring, most of them hurrying to put out the flames of the burning wreckage.

"Albus!" The voice of Arthur Weasley rang out and the Potters, Sirius who had ripped himself out of Moody's grip and Remus who was one his feet within nanoseconds, rushed over to the older wizard. Standing next to the red haired man were the distraught Longbottoms, Alice and Frank, as well as Albus Dumbledore. Despite the carnage, Arthur was smiling broadly thought not without sadness and he quickly led the group into a semi destroyed room. In the middle of the room, the body of a woman laid motionless on the floor and three small forms were next to her, one of whom was crying loudly.

"It's a miracle. The children suffered no major damage, except for Hayden who has the mark of a curse backlashing at him and Neville who seemed to have gone into withdrawal next to the body of Augusta Longbottom. Christopher has no damage that we can see but he's awfully quiet. Where his brother was crying and Neville making soft noises, he's completely silent. But the better news, Voldemort is gone. He's nowhere to be found and there are no tracks of him leaving either."

"My condolences," Remus whispered softly to Frank as the auror gently picked up his son. The toddler's small hands instantly gripped his father's shirt and buried his face into the man's dirty robes. Frank smiled weakly and Alice let out a small sob.

"Mum probably came the moment the alarms went off. We keyed an extra ward on Neville," Frank said quietly. Lily and James gently picked up their sons, rocking them and holding them close. Hayden stopped crying and Lily gently wiped blood from her son's face. A small lighting bolt stood out in an angry red mark on the boy's pale skin. He whimpered and tears leaked from his eyes again.

"Moo'y," Chris's quiet mumbled made the sandy haired man look over and James gently transferred his second born child over to the other man. Remus smiled a bit watery and Chris leaned into the man. It was not lost on those gathered that Chris had a particular attachment to the werewolf and Sirius. "Moo'y, Wor'ail bad," hearing the small quiet confession, the werewolf stiffened; amber-chocolate eyes brightening to a bright golden hue. Sirius, who noticed the sudden change, gently took Chris from him. "Snake bad,"

"I'll be back pup," Remus said quietly, and he let his inner wolf take over for the first time, willingly. James and Lily gapped when their friend let out an animalistic roar and dashed headfirst into the flames.

"Remus!" Dumbledore screeched.

"You traitor!" Remus's bark was loud and harsh and a short portly form was thrown bodily from the fire. The whimpering form of Peter Pettigrew stared into the murderous eyes of his werewolf friend. He was so screwed. "How could you! James is your friend! And Lily!"

"Remus?" James asked quietly, almost afraid of what he was going to hear.

"He turned you over to Voldemort!" Remus shrilled. "He turned all of you to him!"

"You would've too!" Peter shrieked back, cowering when Remus snapped down at him, teeth bared angrily. "You would've been swayed by his power!"

"Over my cold dead body," Remus snarled. His wand was drawn and with a harsh, "Stupefy!", the man was stunned into a boneless mass.

"Lily, James, Frank, Alice" Dumbledore said quietly as he approached the group. "My condolences about Augusta, Frank. She was an amazing witch. And perhaps it is not the best time for this but, James, Hayden is the one. He defeated Voldemort and Hayden is also the Boy-Who-Lived. The scar he was given is proof. He's the savior of our world."

Over in Sirius' arms, Chris gave a small whimper and clutched at Sirius' robes.

He's not gone. I can feel it. Hayden wasn't marked. Neville was…and myself again, though indirectly. Damn it! Why does this have to happen! Damn you Voldemort!

**Time Skip: Forward about five years**

Sunlight streamed through the woods, striking snow and bark alike as the morning came, casting the woods into an ethereal glow of yellows and goldenrod. A new day had dawned and a small form stood in direct line of the glow, his shadow casting back behind him. Light dusty red-brown highlight shone in his dark black-brown hair as the sun played with it and his emerald eyes watched as the forest awoke, a soft, gentle smile hovering about his lips.

A few feet from him, a soft chatter alerted him as a small squirrel darted out from the safety of her home to peer around the cold wilderness. At the foot of the same tree, a red fox gently poked his head out and sniffed the air. Both animals looked at him and stared for a moment of suspicion. The child just smiled and waved slightly, making barely a noise. He stood like that for a long time, basking in the wonder that was nature. He let a rare genuine smile cross his lips.

The loud crinkle of grass crunching under snow and heavy boots made him turn, cringing faintly as the calm silence was shattered by the older man's arrival. His godfather stood, slightly annoyed as he placed a hand on the rough bark of an oak, his chest heaving and amber-chocolate eyes watching him. Behind the man came a darker haired one and his gray-blue eyes narrowed on the boy. The child tilted his head, blinking at them as soft hair fell into his face.

"Chris! Do you have any idea how long we've been looking for you?" The second man demanded. Christopher Potter blinked slowly and cocked an eyebrow that made Sirius Black twitch at how much it resembled a certain greasy haired git. If only Chris didn't hang out constantly with Severus Snape. Chris looked amused as Sirius shuddered, knowing where his thoughts were headed. Remus Lupin just chuckled softly, crossing the distance between him and his godson.

"Good Morning Uncle Remus," Chris murmured softly, his voice echoing in the quiet clearing. The fox behind him sniffed the air for a moment and Chris' eyes flickered back just as the fox darted back into his den. The squirrel had already left. "Morn' Uncle Sirius."

"You've been out here all morning," it wasn't a question and Remus surveyed his 'pup' carefully. Chris just shrugged and turned back around, letting the waking sun wash over him.

"Technically, it is still morning since the sun hasn't reached its zenith yet," was the answer and both men sighed. "It's about 8 in the morning,"

"Lily's worried sick. Let's go back and get you something to eat," Chris shrugged again and obediently followed the two men as they walked on back to the house.

"Are the Weasleys and the Longbottoms coming today? I must admit that I'm fond of the twins and Neville," Remus sighed and began to wonder if Chris's vocabulary was too big. Normal six year olds don't use the word fond. They use the simpler version: Like. And they don't use: Must admit. They just said it as blunt as possible.

He knew that it was normal for a wizarding family to bear non-humans in their family and bloodlines. After all, in history, a daughter of Rowena Ravenclaw wasn't completely human and she started the Veela Clans up in Bulgaria. Other non-humans would include metamophagi and shades. But to be what he was, it made life hard. Especially to be a dark creature in a pro-light family. Growing up as a vampire was going to be awful.

Chris quietly entered the kitchen and his mother beamed at him as he slid into his customary seat across from his ever-cheerful brother, Hayden. His elder brother was like him, the splitting image of James only his hair leaned more towards a reddish tint than the dark brown mop that James and Chris possessed. James looked at him over the top of his newspaper and Chris smiled slightly at his father. Remus and Sirius grinned as they entered, the former taking the empty spot on Chris's right and Sirius on Hayden's left. Lily hummed happily and she set out the plates before taking her spot next to James.

"Where were you this morning?" Hayden asked and Chris looked at his brother, fork hovering above his pancakes. "I woke and you weren't here."

"I took a walk," Chris answered, slicing neatly into his fluffy pancakes. He stabbed a few pieces and chewed before answering. "The sunrise was really pretty this morning. It made the forest glow."

"Alone?" James asked. Chris blinked, looking up from his pancakes.

"I didn't pass the wards if that's what you're asking Dad," Chris answered. James looked over at Remus and Sirius and his two best friends nodded. "I knew what to do and I left a note on the mantelpiece before I went out."

"…" James opened his mouth and close it before asking dumbly, "You did?"

Chris smiled slightly and stabbed his fork into a slice of pancake and chewed it thoughtfully. After a moment, he swallowed and said, "Yup. I even made it stand out. It was on the green and silver parchment that Uncle Severus likes so much." He ate for a moment and pointed his fork at his James. "You know, the parchment that he sent me for Christmas last year? The one that you hated and told me to send back but I said that I really like it?"

"Oh," James said dumbly. Chris smiled and pushed his empty plate back.

"Thanks mum. I'm done," Chris said cheerily. "May I be excused? I told Uncle Severus that I would mail him this morning."

"Why do you hang out with that greasy git so much?!" Sirius blurted. Lily glared at him and Chris slowly turned towards his other "uncle".

"Because Uncle Severus is a really good Potions Master," Chris answered flatly. "Are you aware that he received his masters when he was 18? He currently holds the youngest record for getting a masters. And besides, mum likes him."

"Who cares how good he is?" Sirius muttered. "Doesn't mean that I like him,"

"Don't worry Black," the drawling voice made heads turn in surprise. "I don't like you either. Or Potter. But Chris's an exception. He'll be a fine potions master." A dark haired man slinked into the room, leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed neatly in front of his chest. He was pale, but not so much that he looked frequently ill and his shoulder length hair had been pulled back by a black ribbon. His robes were a dark blue in color and were hemmed with silver. "I apologize for arriving unannounced Lily. I didn't mean to come so early. I was ambushed by letters at my place."

"So you got them all?" Chris asked brightly. Severus Snape raised a slow eyebrow and Sirius twitched at how much it resembled Chris that morning. The Potions Master reached inside his robes and pulled out a large stack that he tied together with string.

"Every single one Brat. And no, I will not get you a golden potions cauldron for Christmas this year." his words were accompanied with a smirk and Remus smiled at the two and their interaction. Lily just smiled and crossed to embrace her old friend which Chris pouted.

"Ignore James and Sirius. You're welcome here as long as it's not 4 in the morning and we're all asleep." The red haired woman said pleasantly. Snape smiled and laughed softly.

"Mrs. Potter!" the call came from living room and the Potter family, Remus, Sirius, and Snape walked out into the room. A crash sounded and Lily winced as a pair of red haired twins pulled themselves up, soot dusting their faces and they smiled brightly. Behind them was an older red head and he smiled apologetically at the Potters, inclining his head respectfully. "Sorry Mrs. Potter. Fred and George wanted to come and mum sent me ahead with them. The rest of the family will come by later. Hello Professor Snape."

"Chris!" the twins cried out in stereo and the six year-old yelped when they tackled him. They fell over into a laughing heap.

Elsewhere, the small boy frowned as he stared at his father, step father to be accurate. The man sneered down at him and the boy frowned defiantly up at him. There was a sharp crack and skin broke, blood dripping down the arm he had raised to protect himself. There was a shrill scream and the boy saw a flash of green light from behind his arm. The man he called step-father was dead at his feet, mouth dropped open in horror.

"Sweetie?" the woman asked softly, reaching for her son. The child whimpered softly and he walked into his mother's embrace.

"Mummy, he didn't like my trick," was all the little child said. "He didn't like my trick with the shadows."

"Oh darling," she said softly. She hugged her son tighter and release him, pulling back to look him in the face. She gently dabbed along the cut and he flinched. "Sorry,"

"Arralene?" a man emerged from the shadows in the room, brows furrowed and concern in his face as he walked over. His eyes narrowed when he saw the cut. "What happened?"

"Brother," the woman started quietly. "I don't care if he is too young. He needs to know how to control the Shade part of him. Train my son. And find me a good lawyer. This sonofabitch struck my son," and she kicked the dead body in the living room.

***Time Skip: Forward about 4 years***

"Mum! Dad! Wake up!" Hayden practically yelled at the top of his lungs, jumping on the bed that housed his parents. Lily moaned and hid her face under her pillow.

"Hayden, just let mum and dad sleep," Chris said from the doorway. "Uncle Remus and Uncle Sirius said that they'll take us to Diagon Alley today with the Weasleys and Neville."

"Muuuuuuummm!" Hayden whined and finally, both woke up.

"Fine. Fine. We're up Hayden," James said through a yawn. "We're up."

"I'll get breakfast," Chris said gently from the door and he slipped from the room.

The Potters sighed softly as they were greeted upon entering the Leaky Cauldron. Hayden almost basked in the attention while Chris just shoved his hands in his robe pockets and slinked forward behind his family, his robes billowing out behind him like a certain Hogwarts Potions Master. Behind him, looking rather amused at Chris' display were the Weasleys, Neville Longbottom and Remus; Sirius was chattering with James about the newest line racing broom, the Nimbus 2000.

"Can we get our wands first?" Chris asked quietly. Lily turned at his question and lightly ruffled his hair.

"No Problem sport," Sirius called back.

"Ron's already got a wand," Molly Weasley commented. "Bill gave him his old wand."

"He needs his own," Chris found himself speaking. He pinked when the others looked at him. "Every Witch or Wizard has their own wand. To use another person's wand isn't good because you never know when they'll backfire on you. Unless the core is the same, there may be a chance that you won't be able to use it."

"But—" Mrs. Weasley bit her lip and looked at her Mr. Weasley. James and Sirius caught the exchange and Sirius said, "I'll get it." The Weasleys looked almost embarrassed and when they were going to protest, Sirius raised his hand and said, "Gimme a dozen of your mince pies and some of your homemade fudge and we're even Molly."

"But-But," Sirius smiled and the group entered Diagon Alley.

The large group meandered their way through the Alley and after having to draw Sirius, James, Hayden, Ron and the Twins from the Quidditch shop; they arrived at Ollivander's. They entered and Chris grimaced faintly when the dust wafted into his nose. Lily looked amused as both Chris, because of the dust, and Remus because of his heightened senses, began to sneeze violently.

"Welcome back James, Lily, Sirius, Remus," the voice came from nowhere and the children all jumped in fright while Chris' eyes snapped towards the source. A strange looking old man walked out from behind a shelf and he nodded towards the children. "Christopher, Hayden, Ronald, Neville I was wondering when I'd see all of you."

"He-He—" Chris sneezed and he rubbed his nose before finishing, "Hello Mr. Ollivander," The old man merely smiled and nodded.

"Who would like to go first?" and everyone but Hayden stepped back. "Ah. Come up then Mr. Potter. Which one is your wand arm?"

"Right," Hayden answered. The man nodded and allowed a measuring tape to measure the boy's arm as he hurried off into the back to find a wand. Hayden looked irritated as the tape began to measure his torso and with a fierce slap, he knocked the tape to the floor just as Ollivander walked back out, a few boxes in hand.

"Try this one," Hayden barely touched the wand when it was snatched back quickly and another was placed into his hands. That one too was snatched back and this continued for a few dozen more wands before Ollivander got a really strange look on his face. Practically diving into the back of the store, he reemerged with a dusty box. "If you will,"

Hayden shrugged and took the wand, gasping softly when a wave of warmth spread from his fingers to his toes. He waved the wand and out came golden sparks. Chris smiled and clapped as his brother stepped back with his new wand and Ollivander spoke quickly with James and Lily.

That's my old wand. Holly, Phoenix Feather, good for defense.

"Mister Potter," Chris looked up and blinked when he realized that Ron had already got his wand. He blushed softly and smiled up. "Which one is your wand arm?"

"I'm ambidextrous," was Chris's reply. James looked surprised and he turned to Remus and Sirius with a, "Is he really?" Chris laughed softly at his father and he nodded. "But I use my right more often."

"Very well," and the measuring tape came back out. It measured quickly and Chris didn't seem fazed as the tape began to measure his torso and legs. He laughed softly as the tape began to circle his head. Ollivander came back out and said, "Enough," and the tape obediently came back down. Chris tilted his head and looked at the man.

I wonder what my wand this time will be. Hayden took my old wand from last time. What about this time?

"Try this one," Chris gently took the wand and involuntarily, he winced and Ollivander took the wand from him. Ollivander hummed and handed him another wand. About half an hour later, all the wands possible in Ollivander's store was resting at Chris's feet. Ollivander looked gleeful. "I have never had a wizard who I didn't have a wand for. Curious. Come with me Mister Potter, we'll have to make one for you."

Chris blinked and quietly followed the man into the back room. Ollivander was quick to bustle around and he brought of various woods for the boy to look at. Chris shrugged and gently touched each on before settling with a dark blue-black block of wood and a nice white one.

"Those two feel nice." Ollivander look at him and frowned thoughtfully.

"You're ambidextrous you say?" Chris nodded and Ollivander began muttering. Chris looked around as the man talked to himself. "You are a strange one Mister Potter. I'll have to go to the ministry for you."

"Eh? Why?" Chris asked and Ollivander trotted out with Chris at his heels. "Why would you have to see the ministry for my wand?" Ollivander motioned Lily over and the witch was there, looking confused. It took a moment before Alice Longbottom followed as well when the wizard motioned to her and Neville.

"Good news, I can create a wand for Christopher and Neville," Chris' brows furrowed and Neville wondered how the wizard would know that none of the wands in the store would work for him. "Other news, I need to floo the Ministry to get permission to give your sons two wands."

It took a while and after the group left to get food, with Neville and Chris staying behind, Ollivander emerged from his backroom, soot dusting his salt and pepper hair. He looked pleased and for a moment, both Neville and Chris weren't sure if that was a good thing.

'The ministry has agreed to allow me to craft the both of you two wands,"

Chris was puzzled as he walked from the Wand Shop. Ollivander had indeed crafted them both two wands and Neville looked just as puzzled as himself. The wizard had even provided holsters for them, free of charge. Neville had received one black elder wood wand with two dragon heartstrings, one of an Asian dragon, the Shenlong, the other of a Hungarian Horntail as the cores, good for defense and potions and one of white ash with a phoenix talon as the core good for protection and charms. Both had handles of rosewood and 12 ½ inches both.

Chris himself had received one of black elder wood with the core of crystallized phoenix ash, good for protection and charms and one of white ash with a scale of the dragon Bahamut coupled with basilisk blood, a wand best for offensive magic and potions. His hand handles of rosewood as well and were a little bit longer and 12 ¾ inches. But why did they need two wands?

The two were quiet as they walked behind their families, both wands strapped to their forearms; the Elder wood for Neville, strapped to his right for easy access and the opposite for his white ash wand. Chris had his almost the same with his offensive wand to his right and his defensive one to his left. They were quiet, so quiet in fact that Remus looked back in worry.

"Boys?" Chris's head jerked up and with a quick snap of their wrists, both boys had their offensive wands drawn and eyes looked around frantically for an enemy. Remus smiled at them and they smiled sheepishly, sliding their wands back into their sleeves. Remus looked surprised at their speed and paranoia and wondered what Ollivander had told them and why they were stowing their wand in their sleeves.

"We're fine Uncle Remus," Chris said softly. Chris's eyes flickered and he locked eyes with Neville. "We're fine right Nev?"

"Yup. Perfectly fine,"

Ollivander wasn't sure if he should cry or laugh in joy as he stared at the quiet boy in front of him. The child met his gaze with calm dark hazel eyes, his stance relaxed but muscles tensed and ready to spring. It overall screamed, "Assassin" and that surprised him for such a young child to be one. At once, he knew that there was no wand in his store for the young budding wizard.

"Madame Zabini, I will need to craft wands for your son and he will most likely need two." Three youngsters in one generation who needed two wands. Watch out Wizarding world. Those three will craft the future.

"Welcome to Madame Malkins," a witch said brightly as the group walked into the store. Lily smiled at the witch and she motioned to the children. "Ah, for Hogwarts dearies?"

"Yes Ma'am," Neville answered. The witch smiled at him and motioned for them all to a stood to be measured.

Chris wasn't sure if he wanted to cringe or not as he waited for the seamstresses to measure him. Next to him, a blonde child aristocrat stood between him and Neville and Neville was much to busy thinking to notice the look of possible disgust in the boy's face. Finally after a moment, Neville surprised everyone by turning to his left and offering his hand with a polite, "Hello. I'm Neville Longbottom, 13th century pureblood."

Good show Neville. Chris thought with a grin and deciding to break walls and status quo, he too turned to his right and offered his hand to the blonde aristocrat.

"Christopher Potter, half-blood and unafraid to kick your arse," The blonde looked surprised at the declaration and hesitated for a moment, gray-silver eyes flickering towards his watching parents and for once, he ignored their disapproving frown and crossed his arms to grasp the other boys.

"Draco Malfoy, 13th century pureblood."

Away from the trio, Lily smiled hesitantly as her son interacted with the Malfoy Scion. They had an aversion to Muggle-Born witches and her son's interaction was strange. She blamed the language on Sirius and James though.

"Are you serious?!" the Malfoy heir's sudden squawk made heads turn and Chris was smiling brightly.

"That's my Uncle but yes. I was," Chris answered with a grin. "If you were to look at the Black Family tree, there was a Dorea Black who married Charlus Potter and since your mother is descended from a Black, that makes you and I cousins of some sort."

"James/Lucius!" Lily and the blonde Narcissa Malfoy exclaimed in unison as their husbands keeled over in a faint. Draco and Chris looked over and they two exchanged glances with Neville before bursting into laughter.

"Aren't you surprised Sirius?" Remus asked softly to the black haired man on his left. Sirius looked at him and shrugged.

"Not really. I face the tapestry all the time so I knew that. I thought James would've noticed it with the amount of time he stares at the Malfoy name and wanting to blast it off," the man said simply. He grinned roguishly and lightly punched Remus. "You won't judge me now would you?" and he went over to wake his best friend and cousin-in-law. Remus just shook his head and smiled.

**Never,** and Remus followed the other man while Hayden and Ron looked at Neville, Chris, and Draco like they had grown two heads.

"Are we gonna be late?" Chris asked, his trunk in hand as he watched his family bustle about. Upstairs, Hayden shrilled something about "can't find my socks!" and Chris smiled. Good thing he packed the night before. Next to him, Lily looked amused.

"Don't worry, we'll get there."

Taking his mother's words, he nodded and set his trunk down, sitting on the polished wood. Next to him, in a cage, a beautiful owl hooted dolefully, golden eyes bright. Absently, Chris stuck his fingers through the bars of the cage and petted the soft plumage of the white owl. She nipped his fingers.

It turned out that they were late leaving the house but luckily, with a slightly maniac Sirius at the wheel of the car, they arrived at Kings Cross Station with over an hour to spare. Of course, the moment the car stopped, Chris shot out of the vehicle and fell to his hands and knees on the sidewalk and shrieked happily, "Land!"

"I take it you're the devil incarnate in the car?" Frank Longbottom asked with an amused smile as his family arrived. Neville grinned as he stared at Chris practically hugging the sidewalk. He snickered and at the sound, Chris looked up and yelped when someone picked him up.

"It's our ickle firstie!" Chris sighed and let himself be swung around. When they stopped, he was hanging upside down over Fred's shoulder and he looked at a giggling Ginny Weasley.

"How's it goin' Ginny?" he asked. She giggled some more and Chris grunted when Fred began walking, his shoulder digging into his back. "He's never going to put me down is he?"

"I don't think so," Ron answered, chuckling at his friend's misfortune. Chris and Ron never got along entirely and Ron was a best friend to Hayden while Chris had taken an immediate liking to the Weasley Twins and Neville.

"Fred, put me down," Chris growled, grunting for the third time when the older boy's shoulder dug into him again. His "carrier" just whistled and lightly patted his head.

"Nope," and Chris groaned. Thinking, he slipped his offensive wand from his arm and prodded the older boy's back. Fred yelped in surprise and the reaction was immediate; they both collapsed into a heap. Lily moaned in embarrassment while James laughed softly as the duo tried to untangle themselves.

"Bye mum," Hayden said with a tight hug to his mother. Lily sniffed and all three Potter men winced slightly. "We'll be back by the holidays. We'll write."

"I'll make sure that he does," Chris added. "I'll write too, every day and if not then every week."

"I'll miss you both," Lily sniffed. Chris smiled softly and hugged his mother. Pulling back, Chris place a soft kiss to his mother's cheek before turning to his father, Sirius and Remus. He smiled and embraced all three of them and he finally asked a question that was nagging at him.

"Dad," James looked at him and Chris smiled nervously. "If-If I end up in Slytherin, will you disown me? I mean, Potters for generations were in Gryffindor and all so,"

"Nope. You're still Chris and if you're in Slytherin, just give Snape hell from us okay?" Sirius answered and James nodded to his best friend's words. Chris sighed softly in relief but the fear still nagged him.

"Do you mind?" Chris and Neville looked up from their game of Exploding Snap and both blinked at the boy standing in their doorway. He had a slight olive tint to his skin and a head of dark brown hair and dark hazel eyes. He was already dressed in his school robes though the sleeves of his robes were cut wider than regular robes and he looked at the two. He smiled shyly. "Everywhere else is full,"

"Nope. Not at all," Neville answered with a smile. The stranger smiled and walked in, sitting down. "I'm Neville Longbottom, this is Chris Potter."

"Blaise Zabini," the boy answered. "It's nice to meet you."

"Likewise Blaise," and a tentative friendship was made. About half an hour later and 4 games of exploding snap passed, the door to the compartment opened and a bushy haired girl poked her head in. She blushed when all three boys looked at her.

"Hello," Chris began pleasantly. Hermione.

"Um…hi," she squeaked. She blushed darker. "Er…do you mind? My other compartment kinda locked me out."

"Not at all," Blaise answered after looking at the other two. "I'm Blaise, that's Neville and he's Chris."

"Hermione Granger," she said softly.

A good six hours or so later, when night had begun to fall over the land, the train came to a stop. With nonchalance, Chris and Neville began to lead their compartment out and they breathed in the fresh air of Hogsmeade station with a goofy grin. Hermione shivered and Chris frowned when he thought of the skirts that were on the girl's uniforms. They weren't very warm were they? Chris hummed lightly before casting a quick warming charm on their party. Blaise blinked when the warmth washed over him and he looked at Chris who was stowing his wand away. Hermione smiled gratefully and Neville raised an eyebrow.

"Mum taught it to me," Chris answered. "After dad and Uncle Sirius tossed me in the lake last week."

"Four to a boat! Four to a boat!" the booming voice rang out and Chris waved cheerily at the man who towered over everyone, Rubeus Hagrid. Chris was quick to snag Blaise's hand and Hermione's before he dragged the two off to a boat while Neville followed behind with a grin. They clambered into a boat and a few boats over, Hayden and Ron had stepped into a boat with two pretty East Indian twins. In the boat next to Hayden's, Draco was sitting with two troll like first years and a quiet boy who had his face buried in a book Hagrid nodded as the kids all got into boats. Satisfied, he called out, "Forward!"

The castle is even grander than I remember. A sense of familiarity in a world that I can change. Merlin I missed the school.

A/N: Here's chapter 1! XD I like how it turned out. So we've introduced some of the major characters and some of them aren't human, Blaise Zabini and an unnamed one. Please read and REVIEW! I appreciate the feedback and thank you to all the ones who have followed thus far in this story…even thought it's short. I also admit that I do not know my woods or wand history. Forgive me.

More Quick Notes: Blaise is a Shade, a dark creature that can travel through shadows to get anywhere, are gifted with superior speed and stealth and most of the time, the best assassins/spies, trained by his uncles and someone who wasn't named that's a vampire in a Pro-Light family, gifted with immortality, superior senses and overall a dark creature.

The Severus/Sirius/James rivalry is still there but it's been toned down after spending 11 years with him on semi-friendly terms, due to Chris and Lily. The Potter-Malfoy rivalry is going to be demolished with the interaction of Chris and Draco. =D