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I hope you enjoy this story that I got from katie13 (yes another one) that she said that she had never put up on this site.
Chapter 34
Harry yawned and stretched when he woke up the next morning. He smiled sleepily when he remembered Sirius' reaction to the strangers' presence the night before. The look on his face had really been quite comical.
Harry dressed quickly and quietly and then walked downstairs to the kitchen, starting to prepare breakfast. It was difficult because Harry did not know where everything was, and so he hadn't been able to do much by the time Sirius came down about five minutes later.
When Sirius saw Harry cooking breakfast, he was surprised. Walking over to his godson he gently took the spoon out o the small child's hand: "Harry, you are not allowed to cook- you are too young," he said sternly.
Harry was surprised and confused by this but decided not to talk back: "Alright, Dad." he said quietly and sat down at the kitchen table.
Sirius smiled and hugged Harry slightly.
"You just stay here and wait while I finfish making breakfast for us, alright?"
Harry nodded earnestly: "Alright."
Sirius smiled and ruffled Harry's hair affectionately.
They had bacon and eggs for breakfast. But just as Sirius was about to get up, an owl flew in and dropped a letter onto his plate. Sirius realized that it had to be Albus' response and opened it eagerly.
Sirius,
Thank you for owling me so promptly. The Year of the Dead is an event that happens once every thousand years. It means that everyone who has died within the past millennium will be able to come back to life just as they were before they died- for exactly one year, and only if they have a good reason to come back.
I therefore don't find it surprising that Lily and James turned up in Harry's bedroom, even though I must say that they are a little early, the Year of the Dead has not really started yet.
Also, it will interest you to hear that Lily and James showed up here at Hogwarts not long after your owl arrived. Do you wish to tell Harry about what happened?
As his legal guardian, it is your choice what to tell him. I think that the boy deserves to know the truth, though you should probably wait until he is his normal age again.
Please write back concerning your decision!
Albus
Sirius took a deep breath. He couldn't believe it. Lily and James were back! Even if it was only for a year…...
Sirius noticed suddenly that Harry was watching him curiously: "Harry, when you're done eating, why don't you watch TV?"
Harry looked a little puzzled, but nodded nonetheless: "Ok, Dad."
Harry left the room and Sirius started to clean up the kitchen, still deep in thought.
Afterwards, he walked into the living room to join his godson, the thoughtful expression still on his face.
"Dad, is something wrong?" Sirius was jolted from his reverie by Harry's voice. He forced himself to smile at his godson. "Don't worry, Harry, it's just- HARRY?!"
A strange glow suddenly surrounded his godson. The glow became brighter and brighter until Sirius had to shield his eyes from it. He could also feel panic rise in his throat, what was happening to his godson? "Harry?" he called gain. "HARRY!"
And then it was over. The glow faded away, and Sirius could see his small godson again- only that said godson wasn't really small anymore. Sirius gasped. "Harry! How did you do that?"
"Padfoot? What are you talking about?" Harry asked, surprised. Then, he looked down on his body and gasped.
Sirius approached the couch cautiously and sat down next to his decidedly fourteen-year-old godson: "Kiddo, how did you change back?"
Harry was still staring at his hands, which were suddenly much bigger than they had been before.
"I don't know," he whispered.
Seeing the confused and slightly lost expression on Harry's face, Sirius pulled Harry into his lap and hugged him, just as he would have done before. To his relief, Harry did not push him away, but rather hugged him back fiercely.
Sirius suddenly bit his lip: "Harry, do you remember what happened?"
Harry nodded; face still buried in his godfather's chest.
"Are you mad at me?" The question surprised Harry and he looked up quickly.
"Dad, why should I be mad at you?" he asked softly.
Sirius sighed and watched his godson anxiously: "Because I gave you the potion without telling you what would happen."
But Harry just shook his head and smiled.
"Don't worry, Sirius. You did what you had to do. I needed to be a child again. I needed to learn to trust again."
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