A/N: I'm sorry, Severn, but I needed a name to replace "Severus". I really am sorry. (Ha-ha. Severn doesn't even read FanFiction.) Oh, also, this is one of the longest chapters for something I've ever written. I think maybe the longest.

All a Dream

Chapter 2

"So, where should we start, Harry?" asked James. "How far back do you remember?"

Harry thought back to that horrible Christmas Eve in Godrick's Hollow, when he'd dreamed his parent's "death" from Voldemort's point of view. Harry stated that he could only remember back so far.

"Well, then, we'd better start from a little before that, when Severn told us-"

"Wait," interrupted Harry, "I thought his name was Severus."

Lily looked at her son, confused. "Severus? No such name exists, Harry. And let your father continue, it's rude to interrupt."

Harry resigned to the fact that he'd have to listen if he wanted the facts, rolled his eyes immaturely and crossed his arms in front of his chest.

"Now, where were we?" said Harry's dad. "Ah, yes, Severn warned us that Voldemort was after us. He had some divination skills, and saw that we'd be found out at some point, and that it would probably lead to our deaths. Dumbledore heard of this, and offered to be our Secret Keeper for the Fidelius Charm. You know what that is, Harry?"

"Yeah, keep a soul secret inside a person so that no one but the Secret Keeper can tell you where that person or thing is."

"Correct. Dumbledore became our Secret Keeper for a while, but he thought that Voldemort found out about it, so he cancelled the charm on himself to switch with your godfather, Remus Lupin, do you remember him?"

"Of course I remember him," exclaimed Harry. "Best DADA teacher ever! Too bad about the werewolf thing, though."

"Yeah, Remus was so excited about that teaching position, remember Lily?" said James.

"Oh, I remember that phone call well," replied Lily.

Harry allowed them a few seconds reminiscence before saying "Well, what happened next?"

"Oh, yes, of course," said James, shaken to his senses. "Well, Moony was a good Secret Keeper. He only told our friends and family about us and the Fidelius Charm. Unfortunately, this included Peterson also called Wormtail, nice man, but highly susceptible to the Imperius Curse, which Voldemort cast on him. He was told to capture Remus, and handed him to Voldemort. Remus was force fed Verituserum. Somehow, he escaped before he could be killed. The damage, however, could not be undone. Remus had to contact us and warn us before it was too late, without being detected. He managed to Floo over to our house about ten minutes before Voldemort got there. Remus tried to hide you and Lily, but before he could find a good place, Voldemort was on the doorstep. I told Remus to run, but he didn't go past the kitchen. Voldemort then tried to kill me, but I dodged, and the curse hit a table, which exploded. I pretended to be dead from the blast. Voldemort walked right past the kitchen door Remus was behind, up the stairs to your room, where he tried to kill Lily. Again, he missed her, she played dead, and before he could kill you, Remus got him." James paused to see Harry's expression, which was slightly glazed over. So much was different. So much of what he'd been sure of was not real. He needed to find the facts in his life, before he was living in fiction.