Disclaimer: I do not Harry Potter and Gods & Generals.

Hey, Everyone. I have finally managed to find time to work on this next chapter. So, this is the chapter that will result in James/Harry being sent back to his time. Another thing is that I am setting up a vote to help decide if James should end up with a harem and if yes who (besides Tonks). The vote will last until the next chapter is up, which will most likely be in late December. Before I begin, I would leave a little dedication to the People of France including Paris, as they are going through a moment in history that they will never forget. Let us hope that Justice will be served for them as it has been for America in 9/11. Remember Paris!


April 20, 1867

Washington, D.C., C.S.A.

Meeting Hall of the House of Representatives, Capitol Building

James listened to the constant arguing from the men that opposed the bill that he had presented to the House of Representatives. About of half of them were stating that the approval of this bill would bring the end of the South. He watched as some of them were throwing insults like crazy at him. He could see that they were a part of the new political party that Alexander Stephens formed after the signing as well as ratification of the Treaty of Washington. James could say that he was happy the war was finally over. However, he knew that more had to be done to ensure the security of this country.

One of the first things that he did after the war was to recommend the Former Governor of Texas, Sam Houston, as the Confederate Ambassador to the United States. He knew that Houston was not very popular in the Confederacy with his Unionist views, but he was the best man that can bring a strong friendship between the Union and the Confederacy. The public was at first suspicious, but let it go as James gave them the idea that it would help bring a trade agreement between the two nations. Then he decided when the Congressional elections came in 1863 to run as a Representative from Virginia. His opponent did not even stand a chance of winning; especially after trying to criticize James's service during the War of Independence with the use of former slaves. This turned out to his worst mistake as the buffoon was booed by the audience as they threw things like fruits and vegetables at him. They even tried to burn down the poor man's house, which resulted in him dropping out of the election. Leaving James become one of the 16 Virginian Representatives in Congress. A few months before it, he resigned his position as General-in-Chief to the Confederate Army and recommend General Thomas Jackson to replace him. Many would compare it to when George Washington resigned his commission to the continental Army.

The people in Virginia celebrated for this as they also heard the news that General Tonks was successful in helping the French in Mexico as a way of thanks to Napoleon the Third. It was then James decided to form his own Political Party to face up against Stephen's Nationalist Party; which was following the views of Nationalism and the preservation of Slavery. So, James meet with other Congressmen to create the Confederalist Party; which hold the views of Fiscal policies, Progressivism, and Industrialization. His party turned out to be very popular as they managed to get a majority in the House and the newly created Supreme Court of the Confederacy; however, not in the Senate. He knew that if he wanted to ensure that he got the bill to be passed by Congress was to get the people to demand it to be passed.

However, this particular bill will require a lot of convincing to get the people on his side. The reason as this bill would end slavery in the next fifteen years. Many of the Nationalist Politicians called it James's Folly, as they believed that it would end his popular reputation. However, so far, it was them being wrong. As James remained calm during the times, insults were given to him, as he remembered the advice that Sam Houston gave to him before heading to New York, which became the new capital of the Union after the succession of Maryland. The advice heard was "always be calm and remain practical." James kept to it during the sessions and outside of his political life.

"Representative Lee, may I ask you a question?"

James knew that voice. It was the voice of General Nathan B. Forrest, his best cavalry officer in the Army of Northern Kentucky. A man that did not agree with James's view over slavery and joined the Nattionalist Party as a Representative of the House to Tennessee. James always saw him a brother that was everything but blood. Now, he was a traitor… a person that became a Brutus and stabbed him in the back. James slowly looked up at the Former General that was under his command.

"What is your opinion towards the negros? Do you want their freedom because you think of them as equal to a white man?" he said in a voice that he gave a hint of the cat who caught the mouse.

James knew that Forrest asked that question to gain more opposition against him, but he was not going to lie; however he was not going to give every detail. The press would publish it in every newspaper from here to San Diego.

"My opinion of the Blacks are that way because of their service to the Confederacy during the War of Independence; especially in the African Corps. They could have run away and not come back, but they did not. Instead, they stayed until the end. So, this is a reward for their service." He replied in a quiet voice, while not saying anything about equality.

The people in his party clapped as was the people in the crowd above. Forrest and the other members of the Nationalist Party were not happy. In fact, some began calling to the Speaker of the House that James was not answering the question directly. The yelling continued until the Speaker slammed his gravel to the stand.

"Order in this session. Order in this session. Now, Representative Lee answered the question with sincere honesty and to the point of the question. I think that unless anyone else has any reason to continue this session for today, then I call for it to be adjourned for the day."

James had to give to it to Old Jim Kemper from his Army, he could make a good person in politics. He knew how to get a crowd of children to calm down. Although, officially, he was not in any party at all; he tend to lend towards the Confederalists. He even had friendly talks with him about other people that were in his Army. Everyone agreed to call for an adjournment for the day as James slowly walked out as he knew that he was in for a busy day. The new Presidential election was coming and for his party; they nominated his father, Robert E. Lee to be the second President of the Confederacy and Judah P. Benjamin as Vice-president. The Whitesheets, a nickname because of their affiliate members in the Knights of Golden Circle who wore white sheets as they burned crosses and talked about white power, or the Nationalist Party nominated Alexander Stephens as President and Forrest as Vice-president.

So far, James could tell that people wanted to vote for his father. However, he wanted to make sure that they do. So, he had his father make promises to the people that Stephens never held as Vice-president. He even told the press of how the advantages of electing his father outweighed electing Stephens as President.

It was then he decided to host an event in Maryland to ensure he gets the state's votes on the ballot for his father. So he chose to have a play be held and it would be free for everyone with no tickets to be paid. The play would be held at Ford's Theater, it would start at night and would provide good entertainment to the audience. However, before it begins, his father would hold a speech. Then after the play, a dinner would be served at a mansion outside of town. It would put Stephens in shame for not hosting an event like this; as he could do more than James at this level but was not willing to fork over that amount of money. James will admit, this was expensive. It came out of his pocket and other politicians in his Party. However, the benefits would be worth more than the total price.

James smiled as he knew that he would be attending the event with not only his father but also his big sister Mary Curtis. He missed his all of his siblings and now with the war won; everything was back to normal. However, it changed as his little sister Anne died of thyroid fever on October 1862. James mourned her loss and was never the same as she was his favorite sister. The one he had played with the most in during his childhood and now with her gone, he felt like a part of him was missing. He told his parents that should he ever die young to bury him next to his little sister.

After a week, he continued to live on and shape up the Confederate Army to be a more permeant army. As the Army that he had commanded were more of a provisional one. He worked this project until he turned it over to General Jackson after leaving to politics. James still missed being a part of the army, but now he had other duties to attend to in the name of Virginia.


The White House

Washington, D.C., C.S.A.

Office of the Vice-President

"Now, do you remember the plan?" Alexander Stephens asked the man in front of him.

"Yes, sir. All I have to do is shoot Lee as the play happens and then run out to escape to Pennsylvania; while you create proof that shows Lee planning to make the C.S.A. into a country ruled by a dictator with his father as a helper." The man responded.

"Splendid, Agent. Now, what kind of gun are you going to use?"

"This!" The man replied pulling out a small one-shot derringer.

"Please tell me your joking, right! Because it will take more than just that to not only kill Lee but to get across the border up North." Stephens exclaim pinching his nose as he then continued.

"You know what take this, Agent. This should do the job, I would recommend you use the shotgun part of it to kill Lee. However, remember that you have to change the cock which will set it back to firing regular bullets."

He pulled out a LeMat revolver, which fired larger bullets than a regular pistol could as well as a 20 gage barrel that can be used as a mini shotgun.

Stephens then said with a stern voice, "Now, remember you must not be caught or arrest as it would lead to me being arrested. If you succeed and get across the border, I will see to it that you are rewarded in gold when I win the election. I promise you that."

"Yes, Mr. Vice-President."

Although, The Agent could care less about the gold. His reward will know that the South will be a pure white nation after the death of the brat Lee. The South must remain all white. No colors.

"Good, you are dismissed. Also, know this, if you get caught as well as imprisoned, you and I never saw each other."

"Understandable."

"Good Luck, Secret Agent Booth. Your services for this nation and this agency will not be forgotten."

The Agent John Wilkes Booth nodded as he walked out placing the LeMat Revolver in his jacket pocket. Ready to be used for his greatest mission.


Ford's Theater

7:30 P.M.

"Do you think Dad is already there?" Mary asked James, as rode the couch to the Theater.

"I think that he is probably already half-way done with his speech. Meaning that he will still talk like the old man, he is today." James joked, where a fine suit that made look like a Politician.

Mary giggled as she said, "You never change, James."

James smiled.

"You still miss her, don't you?"

James nodded with a frown.

Mary nodded as well as while saying, "I think that we all miss Anne and that she misses us up in Heaven with God. James, you know that people do not live forever. So, you need to understand that it is alright to miss her, but do not let it control you. You have a great career and will earn so much more. She would want you to move on and make her proud. Alright?"

James nodded as the coach came to a stop right beside the theater. James could see that his father must have finished earlier than expected and let everyone in the building. Slowly he opened the door and walked out, as he held Mary's hand to assist her out of the couch. He could not help but not how beautiful she looked in the red cotton dress that she was wearing. It displayed her beauty like a flag.

He grabbed her hand like gentlemen as he walked her inside the theater. Just as they walked in, James made sure that he had his 1851 Navy Revolver on him. His father always told him to have a gun on in case he needs to protect the lady his escorting. He checked his pants pocket and felt the hard metal that had a cartridge filled with bullets that were ready to be used. James then continued leading his Sister upstairs to a large booth that showed a good view of the play that was going to begin. James noticed that the soon to be ex-President Jefferson Davis and his wife Varina were in the booth as well.

James and Mary did not mind at all as they sat next to the two.

"So James, how did the members of the House react to your bill today?" Davis asked.

"The Whitesheets were screaming and yelling like a bunch of children. I think I need to try harder to get the public on my side, sir. " James answered.

"Well, that should not be a problem with you, James. The people love you. They see you as the next George Washington. They will always listen to anything you say."

James nodded, as he began to think about Falmouth. The sin that is filled with blood. He never did forgive himself for it and wonder what the future will say about him. He knew that most likely the future will only remember the good and not the bad. He also wondered about his darkest secret. The fact that he is younger than he looks. Hell, He is not even old enough to be in Congress. But here he is a Representative and former Army General with a good history. He wondered how long he can continue with this secret. What will happen once people know about it? He was concerned.

He looked around the theater for his father as he could not see him anywhere. He grew concerned as he wondered where he could be. He turned to Jefferson and asked him.

"Oh, I think he said that he went to go check on your mother back at a nearby hotel. But he will be back shortly." Jefferson responded.

James nodded. As he saw the actors of the play come up on stage to present themselves to the audience.

"Before we begin our performance, there is someone we would thank for giving us the honor of presenting this play to you ladies and gentlemen." Said a male actor, as he turned towards James. He then continued by saying "Thank you, Mr. Lee. And welcome."

Everyone in the room clapped at the mention of James's name. James smiled as Mary told him to stand up and say something. James nodded.

Slowly he stood and began his impromptu speech, "Thank You, sir. Also, I would like to thank everyone here for coming. I hope you had enjoyed my father's speech earlier. I would like to apologize for missing it, as I had to attend to some very important matters. However, I am glad to be here with you all today on this fine night. Another thing, I would remind you that there will be a free dinner over at the White House; curiosity of President himself. Then after that I would be presenting my own speech over the recent bill that I have presented to the House. I wish everyone a goodnight as we watch the play."

The audience and the actors clapped as the play began. James loved plays. He would always go to theaters to see plays. Some of his favorite were Julius Caser, Romeo and Juliet, and the one being played now Our American Cousin. The play was still new, created in New York in 1858. James much to see a play of it in Richmond a week before John Brown's Raid on Harper's Ferry. He had missed going to plays ever since the start of the war.

He listened to the play as it brought him back to the feeling of happiness. A feeling that he did not have since the loss of Anne. The lines coming from the actors were enjoyable and James laughed along with the audience.

Outside the booth that James was sitting at as he watched the ongoing play, John Wilkes Booth peeped through the keyhole to see his target inside: Harry James Lee. The man that desired to end slavery throughout the south. The man that could have been another Lincoln. A man that would dominate the South like a true Julius Cesar in the Roman Empire. A man that needs to die or else the South will die with the contamination of negroes through the nation. The southern way of life must be preserved or else the country will fall into anarchy. He is determined to kill Lee, no matter the cost.

He kept thinking, "Lee must die! Lee must die! Lee must die! LEE MUST DIE!"

He listened to the play. Waiting for the right moment to strike. He knew the play by heart like many other acts that he did in his career as an actor before joining the Confederate Secret Service. He helped bring in funds from Canada into the Confederacy to help fund the War of Independence. He serviced in missions of gathering information up north for the South while doing his career as an actor, this provided a good cover for him. John had a beautiful love that he would join up north and maybe he would be back with her after killing Lee. He pulled the cock of the revolver where it would fire the 20 gage round in it.

He put his ear to the door waiting for the line that would have the entire crowd laughing, which would provide a good barrier against the sound of the 20 gage round being fired at Lee. He then heard the beginning of the line that had the funny word " sockdologizing old man-trap." This was it the moment of no turning back. Slowly, he opened the door to see if he had the element of surprise. Then he saw James Lee stand from his seat as he said "Dad?"

As James fully turned around and saw the eyes of John Wilkes Booth pointing a gun at him; All that James heard was the loud bang of the 20 gage barrel and then pain all over his chest. James felt pieces of metal enter his body at the force that caused him to fall over the railing of the booth; while failing into the stage in front of the audience. He landed onto the wooden stage with a loud thumb; while the everyone in the audience was screaming at the site before them. As the actors did not know what to do or even what was happening.

James tried to stand as he heard the yelling of "Sic Semper Tyrannis" He could not stand as he felt very weak with the blood flowing out of his body and onto the wooden floor. He heard the screaming of Mary and Varina up on the booth as he could barely see Jefferson stand while trying to attack John Booth. This proved to be futile as Booth pulled out a dagger and stabbed the President on the shoulder while knocking him down to the floor. James knew that Booth's only escape route was through back stage and that meant that he would have to jump down. Slowly James pulled out his Navy Revolver and cocked, where it was ready to be used and fired. He watched as Booth jumped off.

James noticed the way that he landed on his leg. It would most likely result in it being broken. That gave him an idea of where to shoot him.

He watched as Booth held up the dagger to the crowd as he yelled "Long Live the South!"

As he ran past James thinking that he managed to kill him. However, James quickly aimed his pistol right at Booth's broken leg and fired. He could see that the bullet had hit its target, as he could see the bone to the man's leg and the blood coming out of it. Booth fell to the ground in extreme pain as he scream like a hollowing dog. He turned to James in shock to see him still alive. Quickly he pulled out the LeMat revolver and pulled the trigger. All that was heard was a click, as it turned out that Booth forgot to change the revolver to fire its cartridge rounds.

James responded by firing at a rope holding a sandbag. It turned out to be a bulls eye as the rope snapped and then the bag of sand fell right on top of Booth, knocking him out cold. James smiled weakly as he heard the sweet sound of Mary's voice calling for him.

As he saw her face, he weakly said "Mary, I think that I am dying... If that is true, then I get to be with Anne."

And then he saw nothing but darkness.

Mary went up to James as he closed his eyes. She wept as she heard his words to her. As she yelled for a doctor.

She saw Jefferson come with a garrison of soldiers, who gathered a stretcher to carry James to a doctor.

She watched as Jefferson pointed at Booth and said "Arrest that man and find out everything that you can."

A couple of soldiers pulled the bag off of Booth as they lifted him out without any care for his leg. She knew that he would not be getting any medical help until he talked. Then the remaining soldiers carefully carried James on to the stretcher as the crowd began to panic even more of what had recently happened. Mary began to cry as she still did not see James move or make a sound. She began to see the figure of her father in the crowd trying to find what had happened. Until he saw her, he immediately ran up to her and saw the look in her face. her face of sorrow. He asked what happened. She explained to every detail and action that occurred. Robert went into shock as he knew that he had to find his son.

"Mary, go to your mother and explain to her what happened. Then I want you to send a message to Richmond and your brothers to explain the same thing. The country needs to know the story. I will find your brother and have someone fetch you, alright?" Robert ordered.

Mary hesitated a little until she nodded, while running to her mother.


Meanwhile, in another theater not far from Ford's, Thomas Jackson and his beloved family were watching another play. Thomas really liked moving away from Virginia to serve as General-in-Chief of the Confederate Army, but he had only accepted it because of the fact he knew that he was the only gifted to run this position properly. It was a gift from the Lord that his beautiful Esposita agreed to move with him to Washington with their beautiful 5 year old daughter. He never really expected General James Lee would ever think of going to politics. However, he has always knew that he is a special person. He was one of his best students back at VMI. A student that saved not only the whole Confederacy, but most importantly Virginia. He was an example of Virginians fight hard to win a fight.

Now, turned to a life of politics, James had new fights to win. Fights that are made through words in verbal and printed format. Thomas understood the stress that the life as a politician can be and that is one reason why he choose not to go that route as well. Soldering is something that will stay with for the rest of his life. He even proved that during his service in the Confederate War of Independence. With the war won, the South could finally rest as a Independent nation. A nation that sacrificed the lives of at least 190,000 good men for victory. It was the Lord will that it was that many and not 300,000 men or the destruction of the South including Virginia.

Young Julian Laura Jackson came to him in a feeling that brought a wave of joy. He now has a second child. A child that is blood to him. He had always thought that he would never be blessed with such a gift from god and that the only person that he could consider as a son was James. James was always like a son that he had never had. As his first marriage ended with both his wife and their still born son died before him. He had never fully recovered from it and when that day came each year, he wept and James was there to cry with him as well as pray for them. When Julia came, James sent him a letter of congratulations and praise of having an additional sister in his family. Thomas smiled, as he remembered offering James the title as Julian's Godfather. He knew James was surprised as he showed it in the next letter he sent ,after the surrender of Hancock a few miles north of Falmouth, accepting the title with honor.

Thomas stopped thinking as he saw that the play was immediately interrupted by the stage curtains being pulled, blocking the view of the ongoing play. He was wondering what was the reason for this? Did something happen? Or was it just an accident by faulty rope? He got his answer when a man came out of the stage in a clean suit. Thomas could not see his face clearly but he could that he was in shock. This concerned him even more. Something has indeed happened. He listened as he waited to hear the dreadful news.

"Congressmen Harry James Lee has been shot!" were the words that he and everyone else in the theater heard from the man.

Chaos erupted as screams and tears were heard as well as felt through the building. Thomas went into shock. How could this have happened? Who would dare shot James? And why? Was James alright and breathing? He had to know. He had to know as he did not want to lose another child. He did not want to lose James. Not on his watch. Then he heard the man continued.

"James Lee has been shot by an assassin at Ford's Theater."

Thomas then knew where to go. He immediately carried Julia to his wife Mary Anna and instructed her to head back to the house as well as lock the doors until he sent a company of troops to protect them. She nodded as she too was filled with tears about James. He had always treated her like a second mother back at VMI. Mary quickly ran to the coach that they had rode and Thomas told the driver to take her to their house and if not then the white house He nodded as he had the horses pull the coach quicker than an Army. While Thomas went up to the nearest horse and rode on to Ford's Theater.

At a house not far from Ford's Theater, people began scurrying around to find the proper medical supplies to operate on James. As they knew that the metal shards on his chest had to be pulled out. Confederate Army Doctors were in the house as they began to prepare for the operation. Hoping that they can save the Congressmen and Hero of the Confederacy. Outside the house a large crowd of people were waiting outside to find out the latest news about Harry Lee. There were even people crying about what just happened earlier and some of them were people that had witnessed the assassination by the once loved John Booth. People were even damning Booth to hell as well as calling for his immediate execution for the crime that he committed.


Meanwhile inside the house, President Jefferson Davis began to call for martial law for Maryland in order to find out if this was a plot to depose the Confederacy. He called for the people to remain calm as he was being batched for his shoulder wound. He even explained that the assassin has been caught and justice will be served as soon as more information was found out if others were involved in this conspiracy.

However, Robert E Lee looked down upon his wounded and most likely dying son. His son, a southern hero and future savior of the world, was hurt and shot. He knew that he must send James back to where he came from, no longer could he stay here. It was now too risky. He talked with his wife, who had arrived as soon as Mary explained to her the situation. They agreed that soon James must be sent to the future, where he is needed. He has already completed his duty for this time period. Now, he has another duty to fulfill and it was a time where he was born in before he was sent by the grace of god from his real parents. The news would hurt James more than he already was but he knew that his son would understand. However, he must get the Confederacy to think that he is dead.

He instructed Major Taylor to go to the magical Washington Alley and gather a couple of potions that would help in ensure that this plan would work. The potions he needed were the Draught of the Living Death and the Wiggenweld Potion. Tomorrow, after the operation was complete, he would give James a glass of water with a drop of the Draught of the Living Death. The potion would take effect in at least an hour and would put James in a death-like sleep. This would have everyone think that James is dead and then when they put him into a coffin, he would then give James the Wiggenweld potion to wake him from his sleep. He really did not want to do it, but he knew that he must. It is time for James to leave this world and travel back to the future. He noticed General Jackson walking into demanding to know where James from the guards. They explained to him that James was still being operated and that the Doctors need to be left alone, which had been ordered by the President. Jackson nodded as he saw Robert and asked about what exactly happened. Robert explained everything that had been told to him by Mary and Jefferson.

Thomas nodded as he explained that James was never one to go down without having a shot back. Robert laughed as he agreed.

"Dad?'

Robert turned to the calling and saw all of his children in front of him. They were all concerned and had tears in their eyes.

Robert smiled and said "My children. Are all of you alright?"

It was Robert Jr. who answer, " We're alright, Father. But what about James? Is he going to be alright?"

Robert frowned as he said that he is not sure. He then knew that he had to tell his children the truth and it had to be now. He told that he wanted to talk to them about James in private. He casted a look to his Wife as she sat on her wheelchair while holding a piece of cloth on her face, soaking away the tears dripping down her face. She gave him a look that showed agreement to his decision. He nodded as he lead his children to a empty room upstairs, where he would tell a secret that he and their mother have been keeping for more than a decade. He was not even sure how they would take it.


In the Kitchen, Confederate President Jefferson Davis read the witness report of the assassination attempt. Trying to find out what exactly could be the reason for Booth's attempt to kill James Lee. It did not make any sense, Lee was not a traitor in fact he is a hero. According to the report for what Booth said during the interrogation, Lee's only crime to the psycho was presenting a bill to end Slavery in 15 years from now. However, there was one thing that he could not understand was how Booth got a LeMat when only certain Officers in the Army and White House officials were allowed to buy them due to a shortage of attaining them.

"Mr. President?"

Jefferson looked up at the officer that came from the War Department and asked, "What is it, soldier?"

"Mr. President, we have more information about Booth that we just discovered and you are not going to like it."

"Well, what is it, soldier?" Jefferson responded, if it is going to hit hard then it must as well happen now than later.

"Booth is an Agent from the Secret Service." were the words that silently came out of the soldiers mouth.

Jefferson went into shock as the information soaked in. He could not believe what he just heard. He feared if there were other agents that were turning traitor.

"Should I be worried that the Service should rebel?" he asked.

"No, sir. The service was not even a part of this, but they are even calling for the death of Booth in the worst way possible. we think that another person is involved in the plot. but we do not know who. And Booth is not talking, he will not say anything."

Jefferson sighed as began thinking that he would never find out who else was involved. Then he remembered something about the LeMat.

"Soldier, We began numbering and recording who owns a LeMat ever since the end of the war correct?"

The soldier nodded.

"Get me the records and have someone bring me that gun. We are going to find out who else is responsible for this crime against the South. Also, find out if Booth was ever in the White House recently. I want to begin a warrant to search for that person, he could being packing to flee up North. If anyone is withholding information arrest them for treason and I will deal them in my discretion."

The soldier nodded as he gave a salute and left to deliver those orders.

Jefferson smiled, maybe he will find bring justice to James and his family. It is what they deserve and need right now. Hell, even the people will want it right now or else riots will happen all over the South.

A couple of hours later, the soldier came back with a few other people and a box filled with papers with the gun inside the box. He stood in front of the President as he placed the record and gun on the kitchen table.

"Mr. President, These people say that have seen Booth in the White House just this morning."

Jefferson nodded and asked "Do we know who he was going to see?"

"Not exactly, but this one with the funny hat says he was in the hallway where the Vice-President 's office is." The soldier replied as he pointed to a man with a funny colorful hat.

Jefferson looked at him and asked "is that true?"

The man nodded.

Jefferson did not know what to think. He did not want to believe that Alexander would do such a thing. However, his hatred against James was against in his mind. Alexander had the ideas that James was trying to destroy the southern way of life. He knew that he must be sure. Evidence is needed to make such an accusation. The records would tell. He pulled the gun out of the box and looked at the numbers on the barrel:

4032

He quickly pulled the records out of the box and looked for the one with Alexander's name on it. when he did Jefferson nearly had a heart attack as he saw the numbers beside Stephens's name.

4032

Jefferson closed his eyes in betrayal. He could not believe it and he did not want to believe it. He slowly opened his eyes and then he went into anger. Quickly, he grabbed the nearest cooking pot and threw it through the window in rage; breaking the glass into pieces. He almost grabbed another pot to throw until he heard the sweet and caring voice of his beautiful Varina.

"Jefferson?"

Jefferson turned to the voice and saw that the love face of his wife standing with the frightened soldier and people. He walked up to her while her black hair was curled back and wearing a beautiful white dress. Slowly he fell into her arms as he wept. He wept like he had never done so before.

"Oh, Varina. My sweet Varina. I feel so broken. My friend Alexander is responsible for Lee's assassination and I do not know what to do."

Varina understood her husband's pain and thought of what to do. Until she decided to give her opinion about it.

"Jefferson, I do not know what else to say. However, I think there is one thing you have to do and that is confront him. Confront him for his sins and bring Justice for the Lee Family. They need to know that the justice is brought to the monster that hurt their family."

Jefferson nodded as he wiped the tears off his face and said with a smile, " My dear, you have always been there for me when I needed your advice. Your right, I will confront the bastard Stephens and bring him to justice. I want you to stay here while I am gone. Keep Mrs. Lee company and comfort her."

Varina nodded as she said, "Yes, my love. But do hurry back."

"I shall not be gone for no more than 2 hours at most." He said with a kiss to her lips.

He turned to the soldier instructed that he will need the Attorney General here by the time he comes back. the soldier nodded as Jefferson exited the house and rode on a horse to the White House. Determined to arrest the man he thought of as a friend.


"So dad, let me get this straight for everyone. James is not really our brother by blood and was sent from the future by his real parents to be trained by you. His parents are literally magical and were killed by this dark lord who wants to rule the world, while enslaving non-magical people like us. Apparently, you are a squib; meaning that you were born from a magical parents but without any magic." Rooney also known as William summarized.

Robert nodded.

"And you believe it is time for James to return to the time he came from. However, you are worried that his magic has not matured before he returns."

Another nodded came from their father.

"Why did you and mom hide this from use right at the start?"

Robert answered by explaining that he was afraid of what they will say ad think of James.

"Father, we would still love James no matter what he is and where he came from. We still love him." Mildred explained.

Everyone nodded in agreement with her.

"How do you know if his magic is matured?" Rooney asked.

"He would have been glowing bright when it happened." Robert answered.

Mildred gasped as she remembered a few weeks ago, she saw James in his office at the Capitol glowing like the sun for a seconds. She was there to visit James and see how he was doing. She was concerned about James after seeing that first hand. Quickly, she told Robert about it.

"I guess that it means that it is time to have James sent home. His true home in the future." Robert explained sadly.

Everyone bowed down their heads.

"Dad, do you think that we will ever see James again?" Robert Jr asked in a low tone.

"Yes, we will be able to watch for him up in Heaven with the Lord."

His children nodded as they felt it was time to go down stairs and think about what is going to happen.


James felt weak. He felt really weak as he slowly opened his eyes. His chest hurt like crazy like as if something had stabbed him there over and over again. Then he remembered Booth had shot him at the theater. Then he remembered taking Booth down. He tried to get up but every time he tried to move his chest would hurt more. He realized that this prevented him from getting up. He decided to look around him to see where he was. The room was wooden with red paint. There was a window to his right with the sun shining bright. To his left was an old wooden door and a small table filled with flowers. He heard a voice began to speak in front of him.

"Relax, sir. You need to rest. The doctors were successful in operating on. You need to sleep."

James knew that voice from anywhere. That voice was of the man that had been under his command since his time as General of both the Army of the Mississippi and then the Army of Northern Kentucky. It was General Jacob Tonks, Commander of the newly organized 1st Confederate Army; which had just returned from its expedition through Mexico.

"General Tonks, is that you?" he asked in order to make sure as he began to feel tired again.

"Yes, General Lee. It is me. But please I have told you to call me Jacob or Tonks, sir. I do not deserve the respect that you have through the war. When I heard what had happened to you, I requisitioned a train from South Carolina to get to you. Now, how do you feel right now, sir?" Tonks asked with concerned, while walking to James's right side.

"Tired and like as if a thousand needles had been pierced through my body." James answered.

"That is expected, sir. Those metal bits did a good amount of damage to your chest. The doctors think that it may have damage you body to the extent that it will have unable to stand up for a while. "

"Where is Mary?"

"Your sister and family are outside talking with Mr. Davis about what happened. I must say that Mr. Stephens will have a lot to answer for; in fact I hope that he is sent to the gallows for his actions."

"Stephens? You mean the Vice-President?" James asked confused a bit.

"Former Vice-President, sir. It turned out that this was planned by both Booth and Stephens. Booth did the act, but Stephens provided the gun and was trying to make your death as a excusable attempt; he was in the process of making you look like that there was a plan where you would rule the Confederacy as Dictator. They caught him with the false documents that he created. He was trying to have you killed for you were wanting to end Slavery and I guess the act that you had presented was the final straw as it was not well planned. Stephens forgot that every LeMat owned was recorded in the War Department as own High-ranking officers and government officials are allowed to own them. Right now, Your father is acting as Vice-president until the end of Mr. Davis's term as president. Oh sir, your bill went through Congress quicker than a mule. because as soon as news of death became known. They held a special session as people who believing that you were dead demanded the passing of the Bill as a way of remembrance. Only a few fools said No to passing and they are being harassed by the people of Washington everywhere they go. They now call your bill 'The James Lee Amendment'."

James smiled as he said, "Anything else?"

"Well, Seeing that Stephens was Presidential Candidate for the Whitesheets. The whole country is killing anyone associated with them. Hell, Forrest resigned as congressmen this morning after saying yes to your bill and dropped out of the campaign in order to avoid being hit by the people. I mean sir, The people are wanting the heads of the Whitesheets and the Golden Circle. Last I heard, the citizens of Nashville were killing dozens of them in the streets. Some were even tarred and feathered. The Tennesseans were crying 'Remember Lee' as they were chasing the bastards all the way to the Yankee border. The entire country is crying out for your vengeance."

James nodded as he felt even more weaker.

"Sir, are still alright? you look pale." Tonks asked concerned.

"I do not know. I think that I am still dying, Tonks. My body feels weak. I feel that I may soon float away to Heaven." James answered with sincere honesty.

"Here General, drink this. Its Whiskey. I know that you do not care for alcohol, but your father says that it will help you a lot." Tonks said, while pulling the top off a sliver flask.

Slowly he put the flask to James's lips. James took small sips and as he tasted the liquor; which was really strong but sweet. He stopped drinking it after having a few swings. Tonks put the top back on the flask as it put on the table next to James.

"Tonks!"

"Yes, sir?"

"I need you to get some paper, ink, and a quill. I wish to leave a letter for the Confederacy to read in the case of my death."

Tonks was surprised, but nodded as he pulled some paper out of his coat pocket and set it on the table. He grabbed a bottle of ink and quill that was placed on the table behind the flowers. He sat on the chair beside the table and was ready to write a letter that would go down in history. It was then that James started speaking. In the letter, he called for the end to the massacre to the Whitesheets. Stating that it was alright to hate, but it was a sin against god to murder them in cold blood. He continued to exclaiming that the Confederacy must remain friends with the Union or else the nation will fall into a bath of blood. He even explained that the Confederacy must treat the African-Americans well or else the country will fall into a world of dictators that will bring the country into anarchy. James then explained that he is not really the age that everyone believes him to be and that he is really 19 years old. This really put Tonks into shock as he continued writing.

James then asked that the people not be angry at his parents for allowing him to make the decisions that he made as they were against. He apologized for all the trouble that his caused and wished for their forgiveness. Suddenly James began to feel sleepy, his eyes were getting heavy and his whole body was turning weak. He knew that he must finish his letter before he died. He began to explain that he wished that he had more time to serve for this great confederacy and see that it lives on. He began to end the letter with the Confederacy's motto " Deo Vindice." Then he fell into a death like sleep that was noticed, until Tonks asked if that was all. When he got no answer, he turned to the Former General of the Confederacy. There was no movement from him.

Slowly, Tonks walked up to the young man and put his ear to mouth. There was no breathing. Just quietness. Tonks closed in his eyes. Tears began to form in his eyes as he knew that the youngest General in history was dead and being sent to heaven. He cried as he lost a friend and a great man. God had now welcomed Lee into his arms leaving others to mourn for him. Pulling out his pocket watch, he looked at the time. It was April 21st at 10:23 A.M. 2 minutes since Lee died giving his last message to delivered. Only it would be delivered to the whole country to hear.

Slowly Jacob Tonks walked out of the room to tell everyone the sad news. There would be a lot of tears to be wept over the loss of a man like James.


James woke up to the taste of a disgusting liquid going down his throat. It was so disgusting that he began trying to spit it out. He did not think that anything could be as disgusting to whatever the hell it was. As soon as the taste was gone, he noticed that Tonks was no longer in the room. Instead, it was his family with his father holding a vial in his hand. Everyone was dressed in black and just regular back, the kind of black one would see in funerals. James also noticed that he was dressed in a suit and it was not the one he was shot with. It was brand new and more expensive than the other one. He wondered what was going on. Was it all a dream?

"Dad, where am I and why am I wearing this suit?" James asked.

Robert smiled while saying "My son, there is so much that I have to explain to you. So, I ask that you listen before you ask me another question."

James nodded as he was willing to listen to whatever his father had to say. Robert explained to James that he was put under a deep sleep to have everyone think that he is dead from the wounds that he suffered and that there is a society which exists filled with magic. Right now, they are dressed for his funeral where they would replace him with a rock transfigured to look like him. Apparently, he was not from this time and that they are not his real family. His real parents sent him to the past in order to have ready for his destiny and his real name is Harry James Potter. James did not know how to react to this, it was like hearing that hearing that everything that he knew was a lie. Robert explained that no matter what they still love him as their son and that he must understand that he must return home in order to defeat this supposed dark lord. if he did not then Virginia would be lost to this monster. James nodded as he cared for his home state. He knew that he must defend Virginia, no matter what the threat is and he will fight to the end.

"Alright, Father, I understand." James said.

"Good, now before I hand you the item that will take you home; why don't you say goodbye to your brothers and sisters." he said.

James nodded as he went over to his siblings and hugged them to death; exclaiming that he will miss them and will not forget them. He went over to his mother and saw that she tears in her eyes.

"Mom, please, don't cry. We'll see each other again in heaven, I promise you that." James said with a comforting voice.

His mother looked up and said in a loving voice, "I know, but it is just that I am again sending my little man off to fight another war. Promise me that you will be careful, alright James?"

James nodded as she smiled at him, "I promise mother."

He turned to his father and stated that he was ready to begin his journey. Robert handed him a golden necklace with a red jewel in the center. James touched the jewel, it was warm and hard. He still could not believe everything that was going on. He still felt that it was still a dream but he knew that the sensations that he was having are real.

"Son, before you leave, I would like to give you this suitcase. I got it from a friend. The insides are larger than they appear. In it I put some of your things inside, like your Navy Revolver and the uniform that you wore during the war." His father said, handing him a small black suitcase.

"Thank you, father." James said holding the suit case tightly, not sure how the transportation to the future would work.

"Now, all you have to do is say these words 'there is no place like home'." His father explained.

"Alright." James said with a hint of uncertainty. Slowly he said those words and suddenly, he began to see that everything was spinning around him. His body was getting dizzy, he did not know how much more he could take. The jewel was glowing brighter and brighter until it covered his sight, where all that he saw was red. James kept praying for it to be over as he closed eyes. His ears only heard a loud ringing that was deafening. The whole thing must have lasted for only a few minutes, because it slowly began to stop and then came a voice. There was strange about this voice. It did not actually sound human.

"Young Master Potter is back. Masters returned."

Slowly James opened his eyes and saw his surroundings. One thing was certain, he was not in Washington anymore. He was not even in the same house that he came from. Everything around him was different.


Finally, we are done with the past and now we are in the future. It has been an experience to do the past chapters and now I cannot wait to do the next chapter. However, I have Finals to be ready for and the GRE to study for during the winter; as I want to get into the BA-MA fast-track program for History. Now, let me give some information about some things that are new from this Chapter. Basically, it is a history lesson. Because some of this I just learned and knew that I had to add.

The Knights of the Golden Circle was a secret society that wanted to expand the power of the slave states through the annexation of Mexico all the way to the upper portion of South America, with the Caribbean including. They were like the Klu Klux Klan of the Pre-Civil War America, only they did not do burning crosses that like the Klan did; I only added as I believed that a movement like that would still have happened even if the South had won the Civil War. When the Civil War began, their membership grew largely in the South to numbers that would never be matched. The society even had members in the north, but when the Civil war ended with the defeat of the South the Golden Circle fell as well. But today, there is theories stating that after the war people of the Circle tried to fund a Second Civil War. People like Jessie James robbed banks in order to attain the funds for the never coming war and the rest is history.

Now on to why I had Booth do his assassination on James at Ford's Theater is because I believe that he was insane enough to want to kill anyone that wanted to end slavery or 'The Sothern Way of Life'. If he was psycho enough to kill Lincoln for ending Slavery and the Civil War with a Northern Victory, then I think that he is crazy enough to wanting to kill James especially when he present the bill that enlisted slaves into the Confederate Army. The bill that would end Slavery could be enough to drive Booth into the desire of killing James. There is the belief that Booth was a part of the Confederate Secret Service, which does more than just protect the President; they were like the Civil War version of the OSS during World War 2; however, there is not much proof showing that Booth was ever a part of it.

Now, I am putting up a poll on my account for you to answer on the question on whether James should have a Harem or not. And if yes to a Harem, then how many women and who?The second poll will be available when the next chapter is uploaded. The maximum I will go to is 5 women. The names of girls to select will be put up on a different poll and is suitable to people who said yes to the first poll. You will be allowed to make only 3 choices on the second. If the second Poll is not pull by tonight, then it will be sometime next week and leave a temporary message to everyone know. After the poll is closed, I will choose the number that has been accepted in the first poll, if a Harem is allowed. I know that is kind of weird to have a second poll that can be cancelled if the answer to the first poll is no, but I like to do things at the same time. Plus I do not know when I will start on the next chapter, so this is there if It takes a while in the next chapter. Also, the polls will be up in my profile page.

If there is anything that you do not understand from this chapter or the story, please let me know and I will answer the story in the next chapter. If there is a problem with the polls, please let me know; because this is my first time doing a poll on this account and I just learned how it works. If you would like to leave a review, then feel free to leave one. Until next time.