Summary: Harry's parents didn't die; he has a brother, Hayden, who is the boy who lived. He is neglected and finally runs away at the age of seven. He leaves his parents and meets Draco, Hermione, Neville, Luna and Ron where he finally finds home and the reason to fight. Meanwhile, at Hogwarts, trouble is brewing. Harry gets the call for help and now, he has to face his past and the truth.

Lightning- Harry Potter

Athena- Hermione Granger

Drake- Draco Malfoy

Fire- Ron Weasley

Sunshine- Luna Lovegood

Nex-Neville Longbottom

Disclaimer: All rights belong to J.K. Rowling. I don't own anything.

"I really don't think we should go," said Athena, staring determinedly around the room.

The Guardians were currently sitting around the old rickety table that they usually used as the dining table. Lightning had just announced to the rest of the six about the letter that had come from Sirius and Dumbledore, and an explosion had broken out. The Guardians had been arguing for an hour now, and they were split currently, on the issue of going to Hogwarts.

"Listen, I know you two want to go, and I understand your reasons why. Just- just listen to what I have to say, all right?" Athena asked. "If we go, we would be wasting so much valuable time, time we could be using to prepare for the war. Not to mention that we know most of the things they are teaching now at Hogwarts anyway. If we go, we would have to register to be in 5th year, especially if we'll be protecting Potter. And I personally don't see how any of this will help us at all, especially since we already took our OWLs last June, remember? We had to pull so much string to do it, and we'll be taking the NEWTs at the summer of next year, won't we? So I honestly don't see any point in going."

"I get your reasons, Athena, but we're not going for the purpose of academics. I get how you think studying is important and stuff, and it is, but can't you see? If Hogwarts is in trouble, then so are a lot of our friends that stay there, like Theo and Susan, and wouldn't it help if we went and kept an extra eye of things? I mean, I know that our friends can handle most things on their own, but if Riddle wanted to attack the magical would and take it over, where do you think he will absolutely attack? It would be Hogwarts." Nex rebutted Athena's statement.

"What would be gained though, by going to Hogwarts? Is there anything Hogwarts could do for us that we couldn't if we didn't go?" Drake asked.

"I have been consulting some fae spirits, and Blibbering Humdingers have informed me that there is a horcrux currently located inside of the castle, in a room where all lost things end up." Sunshine said. Blibbering Humdingers, as the name suggests, were small spirits that were a close relative of faeries, that give important informations to those in need of it, and who search for it. They, like all other spirits of fae, were more friendly and susceptible towards Sunshine then the rest of them, since she was of faerie blood, and generally most open minded.

"Besides," she continued on, "If there truly ends up being a battle, Hogwarts would be the most suitable place to fight, and to defend. There are so much excess magic surrounding the air, and the wards surrounding the castle, that especially those fighting to defend the castle would be able to tap into the magical power of the castle. Mongolian has told me this few years ago. The wards will also cast an extra layer of protection on the defenders, and no matter how little it may be, any little can be the difference between life and death in a fight. You all know this. Besides, if we are to stay there for an amount of time, we will also be familiar with the geography within the castle, which would help a lot."

"Lightning, what's your opinion on this? You hardly spoke during the past hour." Fire asked the raven haired teen.

Lightning's face was pensive.

"Well, I see two sides to this. By going, we may be putting ourselves directly in the mercy of Dumbledore, and we have a possibility of being subjected to his manipulations, and prying. We would virtually get no private life, between the curious students and the order, not to mention the teachers." He let this sink in, and continued.

"I've also heard that James Potter is now the new DADA teacher of Hogwarts, and I, like all of you, have no intention or want, of reconciling with my former family. We will lose much of our freedom, not to mention our free time. And I'll admit, there is a small part of me that does say that Dumbledore and others got themselves into this whole mess, let them clean it up, but that would be a wrong thing to do." Brief silence fell over the warehouse.

"You said there were two sides to this." Nex stated. Lightning nodded.

"Yes, I did. On the other hand, Nex, you are right, and the others may need an extra wand on their side. After all, last June, a student disappeared right from the grounds, and beyond the wards of Hogwarts, and got murdered by Riddle. If that can happen once, I feel that worse things can occur as well. We would also be able to get some rest for once; get three meals a day, sleep in an actual bed, etc. We would get a chance to use the huge library of the castle, so much information would be in our reach, and I know Athena will appreciate that. There is also a slim chance that we may find out something, anything we don't already know about Riddle, and his horcruxes."

"That's a very unlikely chance," said Drake. "We have been gathering information since we were ten. We visited every wizard and witch or the Knockturn and Vertic alley. We talked to anyone who went to school with him."

"Unlikely, but not impossible. Dumbledore, for all his faults, is almost a hundred years old, you know. He taught Riddle in school. And maybe the school ghosts and portraits may know some things too, that we don't know," said Sunshine.

"I suppose it's a chance that we'll have to take," said Athena, not looking pleased that she had to agree. "Every information is important and crucial in a war after all, and we all know that."

"We could figure it out without going to Hogwarts." Fire protested.

"No, we can't," disagreed Nex. "Look, we know that Voldemort has made seven horcruxes, right? The thing is, we've only destroyed two of them so far, and that was with tons of help from the others. It's got to be a matter of time before Riddle figures out what we're doing, especially since he's resurrected now, and if he does find out, we're screwed. As much as we hate Dumbledore, it's unlikely that the old man doesn't know anything, considering how meddling his nature is, and the portraits and the ghosts may know something."

Lightning nodded. "You're right. I don't want to go. I really, really don't," he made a face. "However, I can't help but think that this will be highly useful towards the war effort. And if Sunshine is right, and there is a horcrux in the castle, then we need to find it and destroy it as soon as possible."

Fire and Drake protested, and Lightning held up his hand. "I understand. You don't want to go, and to be honest, neither do I. But right now, I feel that this is our best option, but if you have any better idea of what to do, it'd be great if you let us know. Shacklebolt was right. The war is going on out there, Voldemort is out there causing damage, and it's time we started reaching out to more people."

Fire nodded in assent, a bit grudgingly, and Drake sighed, but Lightning knew he would agree with him no matter what in the end. Athena looked slightly more cheered up at the thought of all the books in the famed library. That was really the only way to appease her; give her a whole cavern full of books, and she'd be happy. There was a reason they called her the walking talking library. Sunshine and Nex looked hopeful. Of course, Lightning and the others knew that wasn't the real reason Nex and Sunshine wanted to go to Hogwarts so bad. They had another reason, a real reason for wanting to go. Lightning spoke, hoping to cheer up Fire and Drake.

"I'm sorry," he spoke quietly to the duo. "I have a feeling though, that we need to do this, and I hope you understand. On the bright side, at least Severus will be there, Drake. Wouldn't it be nice to be able to see your godfather everyday, for a while though?" Drake quietly agreed. The sallow skinned potioneer had been the only adult that cared for his best mate, and Lightning knew that Drake did care for his godfather, even if he never really showed it.

"Besides," Lightning spoke to Fire with a strange gleam in his eyes, and a smirk adorning his aristocratic face, "Susan Bones will be there, and you'll be attending school with her every day. Wouldn't that be nice?" he asked with a sly smile.

Fire's face reddened at the sudden mention of an auburn headed girl that Fire had fallen for a few years past, and currently is fancying. Fire punched Lightning in the arm. Hard.

"Ouch!" Lightning protested.

"You deserved it, prat." Fire merely answered. Lightning, in a bout of immaturity, stuck his tongue out at him, to which Fire smirked.

"Alright, I'll send Dumbledore a letter sometime tomorrow and let him know we're going. Also, I remember that Voldemort is sending out a small squad tomorrow to a muggle neighbourhood in London. Rosier and Jugson are leading the raid, I think. I estimate about three people would be enough to handle it. Who wants to go?" Lightning asked, moving on.

"I'll go," said Athena. "Drake, Fire, you two should come with me, blow off some steam and take your anger out a bit."

Lightning nodded, seeing the two give signs of assent. "Okay, that's cool. Athena, you can lead this one. So that's settled. Is there anything else to talk about?" Everyone shook their heads. Lightning nodded.

Drake and Fire still looked a bit unhappy, but Lightning knew that they would support his decision no matter what, and Lightning called the council over.

Lightning's head felt like it was close to exploding, at the thought of doing one thing he thought he would never do- return to face the Potters. He didn't want to do it, Lightning would be much happier with never seeing them again and save himself another disappointment, the familiar feeling of hurt, but he knew that if they went to Hogwarts, it would be unavoidable.

And they had to go, Hogwarts would be crucial to the war, and if the nose-less bastard ever gained the control of the school, the British Wizarding World would be a complete pandemonium. Like it or not, Hogwarts was perhaps the most important place of the Magical World of Britain, especially with the chance to be able to influence the future members of the Wizarding society, and the strong magic surrounding the place.

If Hogwarts was safe, that would be another step towards winning the war against the snake-headed megalomaniac, who was the one that had began all of this mess, the one that has started the process of making his childhood hell, and who killed one of his close friends, one that Lightning and Drake had looked up to, respected and followed as an older brother. Lightning hated the idea of returning to his old so-called family, but he hated the wannabe Darth Vader a lot more.

There weren't many who could claim the same, Lightning never really let himself get close to other people except for his small family of six, but Cedric had been an exception, one Lightning had known as a broken little boy, instead of the teenager that he had grown to be.

Currently, Lightning was standing at the same window he was standing at earlier, before the letter arrived. Lakota was curled up around his feet, providing a small comfort to him. Lightning was staring out into the sky, when he heard footsteps behind him.

"What are you still doing up, Drake? It's almost three o' clock." Lightning spoke, without glancing back.

"I could ask you the same question," came his voice from behind him, and Lightning heard his footsteps indicating he was walking over to his way.

Lightning sighed. "Couldn't sleep. You?" It was an understatement. After the meeting was over, Lightning's head was bursting with thoughts, memories of his childhood, and bitterness, that he hadn't even attempted to sleep.

"I got thirsty. I only wanted a glass of water." Lightning snorted. He knew perfectly well that Athena and Drake made excuses to check on him every night to see if he was sleeping or not, since the two knew that Lightning had tendencies of insomnia. He was grateful really, but it also got irritating at times.

"Sure, mate. I believe that." Lightning's tone was dripping with sarcasm, but his friend seemed to ignore it. Instead, Drake simply drew up next to him, gazing out at the same sky Lightning had been staring at since everyone else went to bed.

Drake opened his mouth. "I want some chocolate chip cookies." Lightning didn't even move to look at him.

"Go get some then," he said, "and leave me alone."

Drake sighed. He and Athena had been worried about Lightning, who had been quiet all day since they made a decision to go to Hogwarts. Logically, they knew that it was a best idea if they went, but seeing their friend's reaction to seeing the Potters again, even if he had tried to hide it, made it hard to remember that. It didn't help that he, himself didn't want to go either. Athena had asked Drake to check on his best mate, and Drake was going to do that, even if it meant forcing him to talk.

Drake tried again. "So, Nex and Sunshine are getting closer, huh?" Lightning turned to look him dead in the eye, with an exasperated look.

"What the fuck mate, we're up at three o clock in the morning, and you want to talk about Nex's romantic relationships? What are we, girls? Besides, you're a bit behind the times. Keep up, mate." Lightning rolled his eyes, to which Drake ignored. At least he had gotten Lightning to respond beyond two sentences at times. That was a start, at least according to Athena.

"Hey, you know Theena would totally protest to that, anyway, it's not just girls that are allowed to talk about stuff like that. Besides, we haven't had the chance to talk in a while, mate."

"If you say so. Besides, we were both pretty busy."

"Too busy for your best mate?" Drake asked, his tone joking.

"Especially for you, mate." Lightning answered back in the same tone. He opened his mouth again while Drake was mentally congratulating himself for the successful attempt.

"Remember when we were younger?" Lightning asked, his tone wistful. "That time at the Knockturn alley, when Athena convinced us to dance in the rain?"

"Of course I do." Drake laughed, "We looked like idiots, but it seemed to make Athena happy, so we did it. Of course, when all the shopkeepers laughed at us for about a month afterwards, we regretted it, but you have to admit, it was funny."

"Yeah, it was," Lightning agreed. "Remember that really weird waltz we did?" he asked.

"The one we did with three people?" he asked, "That was so funny, we looked stupid, and you tripped over your left feet, and brought us down with you."

Lightning laughed, a clear laugh filled with joy, that reminded Drake of the boy he had first met, the one who hadn't yet seen the horrors he had seen now, and the one whose smiles were easier to come by, and laugh, more open.

"Only because you kicked me in the shin first. Everyone knows I'm a graceful dancer."

"Sure, blame it on your innocent best friend." Drake laughed along with him.

"Hey, what about the time when you first met Crookshanks? You freaked out so badly."

"That cat's a menace!" Drake protested. "I swear he's still has it in for me. Besides, he looked like a small tiger, of course I freaked out. You and Theena weren't much of a help anyway, just standing there laughing your arses off." Lightning laughed again, clearly remembering that day.

"You jumped about five feet back, fell out the window of the shop and tripped over a pebble! Of course I bloody laughed, who wouldn't?"

"You're such a great friend." Drake grumbled, sarcastic.

"Anytime, mate." Lightning grinned.

Drake scowled at him, then smiled as a memory seemed to come to him.

"Remember that time when we snuck out at midnight, to see that movie, Home Alone, in London?" Lightning nodded, chuckling.

"Athena was so mad at us afterwards, for the whole day. Remember how she yelled at us for an hour for leaving her behind?" Lightning grinned as he mock-shuddered.

Drake nodded. "She only cracked when we offered to take her with us that night. The movie was great though."

"Speak for yourself- I was the one who had to buy her popcorn." Lightning scowled playfully.

"Well," Drake said in a mocking tone, "It was your idea, after all."

The two laughed, and it almost felt to Drake, like they somehow went back in time again, to when they were younger, and their warm laughter surrounding the duo.

Lightning stuck his tongue out at his best mate, and fell silent, thoughtful.

"Drake," Lightning said in a quiet voice, "While we're on the topic of past memories, do you remember when we visited the centaurs, around two years ago?"

Drake frowned. "Of course I do. I'm not planning to forget that night in a hurry. Why are you asking?"

"I- I've been thinking about that night. Now that we're planning to go to Hogwarts, I've been remembering it again." Lightning bit his lip, as Drake sighed. The mood suddenly felt cold, too quiet, and haunting to Drake, as he recalled the memories of that night.

"I still remember it too. We were finished talking about your prophecy, and strange things going on it Hogwarts. They called you back to talk."

Lightning nodded. "Remember what they told me?"

"Yes." Drake sighed. "Yes, I do."

"They said, Bloodshed will approach soon, and your destiny will call to you. The time is coming. We foretell the approach of Pluto, Mars and Saturn. The stars are warning you. Heed what we say, the past returns for you to face. Your path foretells of hardships, sacrifice. You cannot continue running away, Marked One. Your mortal enemy will meet you in the front, but your greatest enemy, yourself, will face you also. Brace yourself." Lightning recited; his face blank. Even after all these years, the warning continued to ring in his ear, clear as the night he and Drake heard them. Drake, who knew the warning by heart just as much as Lightning did, had a mix of troubling emotions on his face.

Drake had been the one with Lightning, when the centaurs called him back for the warning. The others didn't know about this, not even Athena, their best friend.

"What do you think it means?" Lightning asked. They had this conversation once, the night after hearing the warning, and their tones were as troubled as they had been back then.

"I don't know, mate." Drake replied. He was looking at Lightning with worry, and although he was subtle about it, Lightning noticed this, but did not reply on it.

"I- some of this makes sense, yet others don't. Pluto symbolizes death, and Mars, of war." Lightning said thoughtfully, thinking back to all the astronomy lessons he had acquired over the years. "Saturn, was the father of the Olympian gods in mythology I think, who got overthrown."

"So, someone's going to overthrow their father?" Drake asked.

"Maybe. I don't know. I know about hardships, that had practically been our lives for the past eight years. My mortal enemy I'm guessing, is Voldemort. But I still don't know what they mean by the past returns for me to face, or that I am my greatest enemy." The two lines made no sense at all to Lightning. How can someone be their greatest enemy? And the past was past. Nothing can bring it back, the only thing you could do was to live in the present, and move on into the future. There was no what-ifs, no if-I-had-done-this. Lightning had learned that lesson the hard way several times over the years. It did people no good to dwell on the past, it only made you miserable.

Centaurs never made any sense.

Drake was quiet for a while, then asked Lightning.

"Why do you want to go to Hogwarts?"

Lightning was startled. "What are you talking about? I don't want to go."

"Listen, I know you, Lightning. As stubborn as the scar head of yours is, if you really didn't want to go, nothing any of us said, no matter how much advantage we would have, we wouldn't have decided to go. Which means that there's at least a small reason that you want to go, what is it?" Drake asked.

Lightning sighed. "You know me so well."

"You're my best mate, remember? Stupid, hard-headed, reckless, and sometimes moronic, but you're my best mate, brother in all but blood, and all of that sentimental stuff that makes me want to gag, remember?" Drake raised his eyebrows.

"I don't know." Lightning bit his lip. "I don't want to go, really I don't, but my instinct is pushing me to go, like this was important. I- I know, it sounds silly."

Drake shook his head. "Listen, I've learned to trust your instinct over the years, seeing how it's always kept us alive, and if your instinct says it's important, then you'd better believe it, it's important."

Lightning still looked troubled and doubtful, and Drake seeing it, asked.

"Hey, if you won't be able to sleep, do you want to spar? Get some practice in while we can?"

Lightning nodded, a bit reluctantly, and the two moved outside. Lightning watched as Drake cast some silencing spells to avoid waking anyone up, or having a cranky Athena trying to murder them, and they faced each other.

Lightning unsheathed his long, double edged, silver sword, the hilt, silver covered with dragon hide for grip, melded in the shape of a wolf, with a green emerald in its' mouth, and its head serving as the pommel. The sword, named Libertas, fit comfortably in Lightning's right hand, and he tapped his wristwatch twice, causing it to expand into a shield, a shape of a lightning bolt melded in the middle.

Drake took out his choice of weapons, two slender swords. They had a dragon carved as a hilt, ruby in their mouths to represent the fire. The hilt was made of wood, covered with leather to make them lighter then Lightning's sword. Compared to Libertas, which were longer, yet thicker and heavier, for stronger attacks, Drake's two swords were a bit shorter, and more slender, suitable for fast and precise attacks. Drake named his swords Levis, and Letum. The two boys picked Latin names for their weapons, claiming that they sounded cooler. Athena said the two were just overly dramatic. The boys were just wearing a T-shirt, and jeans, without any protective gear, but they weren't too worried. They had sparred enough times now to know that they wouldn't kill each other. Probably.

All of the Guardians had both a wand, and physical weapon(s). Lightning's theory was that magic was restrained by ancient rules of magic and could be influenced by outside sources, like the case of Avada Kedavra backfiring on a baby and going Avada Kedoink, but an old fashioned sword never went wrong. Few years ago, when Lightning was twelve, he had discovered that he was a descendent of the Peverell family, and therefore, had claims to access the vault. The Peverells, being an old family from the middle ages, didn't have much gold, but they had what any ancient family from that time needed; weapons. The six kids had taken about two weeks to go through all the weapons in the vault to choose what they wanted, and the weapons they chose saved their lives several times since then.

Drake and Lightning were circling each other, glowing almost silver in the moonlight. They were watching for weak spots, anticipating the first move, when Lightning struck first. He jabbed at where Drake's stomach would have been, when Drake jumped back, and blocked the attack with Levis. Then, Drake while his left hand was blocking Libertas, he swung his right-hand sword overhead, aiming towards Lightning's head, when Lightning blocked it with his shield. Spinning around, Lightning swept his sword to Drake's legs, when he jumped over, and attempted to slice him in the shoulder, downwards.

Back and forth, the two traded blows, and Lightning felt himself shifting back into the familiar territories, of the familiar weight of Libertas, and his shield, matching his best mate a clang of metal by a clang of metal, his body drifting back into the familiar dance the two had perfected over the years. As Lightning sparred with Drake, adrenaline pumping throughout the body, his sweat pouring down his face, Lightning suddenly burst out laughing, feeling much better than a moment ago.

To,

Albus Too-Many-Names Dumbledore

Headmaster of Hogwarts

Leader of the Order of the Phoenix

The so-called Leader of Light

And many other titles that we really couldn't care less about

I would like to inform you that the Guardians have made their choice to attend Hogwarts. We will be going to Diagon Alley on our own to shop for school supplies, as well as attending the Hogwarts Express, and we will not appreciate any chaperons attempting to guard us, as we can handle situations on our own. If it is at all possible, I would like to arrange a meeting between the six of us, and your precious birdie group, not to mention the famous Hayden Potter himself of course, to hear some plans for this year.

Not looking forward to seeing you soon.

Signed,

Lightning of the Guardians

Author's Note:

Phew, there's another chapter finished! Hope you guys enjoyed it, and as usual, please leave a review! The chapters are getting a bit more intense now, and the warnings from centaurs are revealed. They're not prophecies, merely warnings from the signs they read in the stars, so please keep that in mind. Looks like the gang's decided to go to Hogwarts after all, even if most of them aren't really happy about it. As for the real reasons Neville and Luna wanted to go so badly... that will be revealed in later chapters *smiles*. Though if anyone can guess it, you will receive a special mention in that chapter (I know, it's not really much of a prize, but that's all I can offer you folks. *smiles sheepishly*). Here's a sneak peek to the six's weaponry skills, as well as Lightning and Drake sparring. (yes meadow-music, this is for you) If anyone wants a list of the weapons the six carries, here it is, though it is susceptible for change later on as I see fit.

Lightning- A shield and a double-edged sword (Libertas, meaning Freedom)

Drake- Two single-handed swords (Letum and Levis, meaning Death and Light)

Athena- About five different types of silver knives stashed on her body, as well as a spear

Nex- A spear, slightly longer than Athena's, a short double-edged sword, and a shield

Fire- A double-handed sword

Sunshine- A bow and arrows.

All of them also carry their wands, and a dagger or two.

I've been informed by a reviewer that I have way too long AN's. I'm sorry... I have a very bad habit of talking too much... So yeah, I'll shut up now.

Review Replies:

CatchingSparks- Thank you so much for the compliment and the review! I was really moved by your review, and it motivated me so much! I wanted to distinguish this story from the other wrong boy-who-lived stories, and I'm so glad that I succeeded. In this story, Harry is an immensely complicated character. He is, as you put it, a motherfucking badass, but he has his softer sides too. He thinks for himself, because of his experiences, and what he's been through. Thank you for the pairing suggestions, and I will take it into account. *Smiles* Thanks again!

Robert32514- Thank you

meadow-music- Sorry, but I'll combine the replies for both your reviews into one. Draco is not a metamorphmagus, or a part metamorphmagus, but he does have spiky hair, a result of muggle salons and hair gel. Aww, you don't like Draco's hair coloured? But I think he would look so hot... *Puppy dog eyes* One more for team Dramione! *Hee Hee* My main choice is narrowed down to Harry/Daphne and Dramione, and Harry/Hermione and Draco/Undecided, but I'll take your choice into account! Here's a bit of sneak peek for your request, Draco is using two swords though- I just thought it would fit him best. That's how I always imagined him if he ever had a weapon, either with two swords, or a dagger or something. And definitely, as for their power, Harry, Draco and Hermione are all powerful, in their own ways. They have their strengths and weaknesses, which is why they work in a team and kick ass. As for healer, sorry, but I was planning to make either Luna or Neville the healer in the group. Or maybe Ron. Draco could have some healing talent though, as an extra help. I will have to consider it. I am not sure what you mean by combat magic though, is it like DADA? In case it is, than all six are very skilled at it, but could you clarify that for me? Thanks for the review!

GoldenKeeper2567- Thanks for the compliment, it brought a huge smile to my face when I read it! *smiley face* Yes, yes it is, they will be entering fifth year, where Harry's twin brother is, though intellectually, they'd probably a match for N.E.W.T students. To be completely honest, when I was first planning this story, I had contemplated for a while for calling Draco, Dragon, but I changed it to Drake about two weeks before I published the first chapter. Here's the next chapter, I really, really hope you enjoy it! *Smiles* Thanks for the review!
Yours truly, Leila

sln 1987- Sorry, no triad in this story. Though there will be either Dramione, or Harry/Hermione. Thanks for the review, though!

vici3- Thanks for the suggestion. I am planning Neville/Luna pairing though, so I am sorry about that. Hope you don't mind, and thanks for reviewing!

Sparkle15 (Guest)- Thank you so much for the compliment! It's so sweet. *smiles* The wrong boy-who-lived is probably one of the biggest clichés in HP fanfiction, but I am trying to write the story in my own style, I hope I succeeded. I'm so glad you like it. Yes, I believe that people's background makes the way their characters are, and I am trying to portray that. Right now, Harry hates the Potter parents, and so by association, he's not too happy with Hayden either. The story will reveal later on how Harry was treated by them, and even though it wasn't physical abuse, I think some would call it emotional abuse and neglect. Yes, Petunia died protecting his nephew in this universe, but I think she would have been happy in the afterlife, since in this story, Petunia did love her sister, and her nephews very much. I seem to be getting a lot of Dramione requests this chapter, I promise to take your choices into account, and I hope to make a decision that will make you happy! You're definitely right that Harry deserves someone that understands what he's been through and can keep up with him, Harry deserves to be happy. Right now, Ron and Neville are keeping a low(er) profile at the moment, but they will play crucial parts in the story soon, don't worry. (Wow, this is a long reply) Thanks for the review!

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