Chapter five

'Yes, you're parents are alive in this world, but remember Harry, they are not your parents. This is not your world, this is a parallel world.'

'Yeah I get that, Sirius, is he alive?'

'Yes, and friends with your parents along with Remus and Peter,' Albus instantly saw Harry's face harden, 'Is something wrong?'

'You weren't explained about Pettigrew, what he did in my world?'

'No, as I said, you wrote things that I needed to know to stop Voldemort in this world. Albus also wrote what he believed was necessary. So we have a lot of talking to do, you will need to explain a lot then I can tell you what is and isn't different in this world. First though, Brian Dumbledore, you are going to be passed off as my grandson, this was your idea Harry, not mine or the Albus from your world. Once we realised you could not be your real self, Albus and I did discuss some names for you. But it was you that came up with your new identity and we agreed so you and I could always have contact and it would not seem suspicious.'

'Okay, well considering your gay how did you end up with a kid to have a grandson?'

'Oh my,' Albus sighed, 'Maybe our worlds have more things that are different than we realise. Alright, my partner and I wanted children, so I became pregnant, sadly, my daughter died at the age of twenty five. It was known I was carrying a child and had a daughter, but that is all that is known and I never revealed anything about my personal life, so no one has any idea she never survived or that she had a child, which she didn't. Wizards can fall pregnant in our world, we carry and give birth quite easily, with a lot of potions that is.'

'Oh, I'm sorry about your daughter, but I had no idea that could happen, maybe it can in my world. I'm a bit uneducated about the magical world, too much going on,' Harry sighs, 'Look, do you think we can talk later, I'm exhausted, I did just finished fighting a war.'

Albus chuckled, 'That you did, very well Harry, your bedroom is up the hall at the end on the right. Oh this house is how you designed it, you sent those designs to me along with the money. That is something I still have no idea how you pulled off. Anyway, I need to get back to Hogwarts, but we do need to talk, so maybe it might be wise for you to visit me. There is a tunnel that starts from inside your office that will lead you right into the room of requirement.'

'Oh, okay, that will make it easy, but are you sure that's a safe thing to do. What if someone got in here and got into Hogwarts?'

'Harry, we live in a very safe world, please do not worry so much, it's giving you wrinkles and for someone that is only seventeen years old, that is not good.'

Harry sighed, 'Seventeen, I feel like seventy, anyway, I'll come to Hogwarts so you can fill me in on this world and I can tell you about anyone you might need to keep an eye on in your world.'

'Very well, hopefully I will see you at dinner. If anyone sees you before I do, remember, you are my grandson.'

'Alright, so do I call you granddad, grandpa or pop?' Harry chuckled.

Albus also laughs, 'Granddad is fine…Brian,' Albus smiled then left the house.

Harry sighed, 'This is incredible, a new life where no one knows me, there's no danger, I'm not the-boy-who-lived, I'm nothing here,' Harry chuckled, 'I'm going to love it here,' Harry walks slowly and wearily through his house and found his room, he dumps the bag on the floor, put's his wand on the bedside cabinet, takes his shoes and socks off, strips off his ruined clothes, his cloak he lay on the end of the bed then takes his glasses off and crawls into bed, groaning with the pleasure of lying down. The moment his eyes closed he was in a very deep sleep.

Harry wakes slowly, reaches across for his glasses then notices the room, it's nicely decorated, something that would suit a man though. Dumbledore said he designed the house, does that mean he also said what type of furniture he wanted. He spots a door, gets out of bed, realising his naked, but as he was alone, Harry shrugs and heads into the bathroom. He showers, stays under the water for a long time, getting all the dirt, grime and blood off him. He runs his finger down his other cut which was still healing, then shuts the water off, dries himself then stands and looks in the large mirror. Lots of cuts and bruises all over him, his face, neck, chest, arms, he even had a few burns.

Harry wanders out of his bathroom, opens the bag and dumps everything onto his bed. He finds lots of underwear,

t-shirts, jeans, jackets and jumpers, socks and shoes. He realises that this bag has an undetectable expansion charm placed on it. Harry quickly dresses, it feels good to get into new clothes, especially clean and undamaged clothes. He looks at his watch to check the time then he remembers, the Weasley's, Ron, Hermione, what would they think about him disappearing. Harry spots the book, opens to the second page and reads.

"I'm sorry you can't remember all this, but you've have a chance at a good life, but it did come at a cost. Please don't panic, no one else died or got hurt. I should change that slightly, you died. This is a lot to explain, but you did know this could happen when you decided to come to this world. When you touched the alt key, the stone, you were duplicated, in a way, so you're true self was transported here but you are also there, where you died. You accepted this and knew your friends would miss you but hearing how your life was going to be you preferred to let them think you died so you could finally have a calm, danger free and normal life as Brian Dumbledore."

Harry sighs, 'Even though I will miss them, I am better off here. They will grieve then eventually get on with their lives,' Harry groaned a little, 'Being the chosen one and the one to kill Voldemort I could just imagine my funeral,' that thought made Harry laugh, 'My funeral, a bloody circus I bet, speeches, maybe from his friends, people like Kingsley and McGonagall, maybe even Hagrid would say something. Oh well, I'm going to have to get used to thinking of that as another life that is not part of this one. Now it's time to head to Hogwarts and see what is different in this world and what the date is.' Harry walks down the hall and finds an office.

'Nice,' Harry looks around then spots a rug but he can just see the outline of a trapdoor. He pulls it open and climbs down, lighting his wand as he does. Then slowly makes his way through the tunnel until he comes to a large portrait, like the one Neville showed him. Harry pushes and he steps out into the room of requirement.

'It's not so different, still lots of furniture and stuff people have hidden here for years. Harry walks slowly through the aisles and spots the vanishing cabinet, 'That has to go, just in case,' Harry points his other wand at the door, sealing it until he could speak with Dumbledore about it, or granddad,' that made Harry laugh, Albus Dumbledore as his grandfather, what will people think.