Disclaimer: I still don't own Harry Potter, I just write for fun.

Just after realizing what being a phoenix meant, Harry felt the blackness, Harry felt unconscious.

His dreams were always pretty much the same, the final battle, the understanding, King's Cross, the day Sirius died. But right now, he dreamed of the night his parents died, he could feel the pain and the loss of love he experienced during his entire childhood at number 4 Privet Drive. He has always wanted to meet his parents just once. Sure, he did with the resurrection stone, but he wanted to feel his parents, not see an echo of them. He woke up sweaty at the moment Voldemort casted the Avada Kedavra on Lily.

He knew what he had to do. He could stop everything that has happened in his life. He could meet his parents. He could live with them, maybe not as their son but as their brother or teacher or everything but to feel their presence next to his, to see their details, to learn their manners.

He was crying, crying like a child that was scared. Like a child that was lost and who just found his parents back. The pain in his heart was almost unbearable. He cried there for so many hours.

Finally, the flood of tears ceased and Harry drifted off to sleep.

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When Harry woke up. He ate a small breakfast and flooed directly to McGonagall's office.

"Tell me how to travel in time" he explained in a deadly serious tone.

"Are you crazy Harry ?! How can you want to do that ! Voldemort is dead ! The world is at peace ! How can you be so selfish !" Yelled McGonagall

That was enough for Harry. He exploded!

"HOW CAN I BE SO SELFISH ! I'VE GIVEN UP ALL MY LIFE TO HELP THE WORLD AND WHAT DO I GET IN RETURN ? NOTHING ! I KNOW EVERYTHING ABOUT VOLDEMORT! I CAN DESTROY HIM BEFORE EVERYONE IS KILLED! SO PLEASE DON'T SAY I'M SELFISH"

McGonagall retreated when she saw the outburst and a pan of guilt built inside her.

"I NEVER HAD A FAMILY ! NEVER ! NOW THAT I'VE GOT THE OPPORTUNITY TO HAVE ONE I WILL ! DO. YOU. HEAR. ME. ? I. BLOODY. WILL!"

At the end, Harry panted, feeling exhausted. What he just said was on his heart for a long time and freeing it like that tired him a lot.

"Now professor. I want to know how to go back in time and I want to go meet my parents. And on merlin's name, I. Will. Defeat. Him. Again!"

Seeing that she had no say in this whatsoever, she decided to help him. She cared about him and couldn't let anything happen to him.

"Right, I'm sorry Mr. Potter, I didn't see it like that. So, I've continued the research and I saw that the ritual is pretty easy. You have to transform into your phoenix form. You have to cry your tears, a lot of them, and then when you think you cannot cry, you need to apparate like a phoenix. It will take you where and when you want to go."

This was a lot to take in so Harry sat on the nearest chair and began thinking quickly.

Forgetting the tiredness, he began pacing while thinking. He was torn between what to do.

His heart told him to go to the 70's but his mind told him he was safe here and he could live a normal life.

But then he remembered what Dumbledore told him and he knew what to do.

"Do not pity the dead, Harry. Pity the living, and, above all those who live without love."

"I'm going" he announced to the headmistress so I hope that I will see you back in 20 years eh ?" he said with a grin that could surpass the marauders' one.

He quickly transformed into firebird and apparated at home.

He started the ritual. He cried, oh god, he cried so much that he was hurt, he started to feel the tears go away when a warm feeling expressed itself inside him. A white glow came out of his phoenix heart, covering him. He followed the sorrow feeling of all the missed love of his parents and apparated.

It wasn't like a normal apparition. He looked at himself during apparating and he saw that he was getting smaller and smaller. He then stopped shrinking. And landed somewhere he knew too well. There was a number "4" written in front of the house and then he passed out.

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When Harry woke up, he was on a bed. His head was aching and his vision was blurry. He could see a human shape sitting on the end of his bed.

"Great" He thought "I failed and now McGonagall is going to sermon me…"

He grunted and the person on the bed looked at him. He started to remember what was the last he saw. The number "4" came into his mind and he jumped on his bed. His vision was starting to come back to normal so he could decipher what he was seeing.

The person on the bed was small, like ten years old, and had flaming red hair. She had a skirt and was looking at him with wide eyes.

He looked into his eyes and that's when he saw them.

Green, emerald blazing eyes.

He started to mutter something like "Hello" and the girl smiled at him softly.

"Hi !" She piped "I'm Lily ! what's your name ?"

To say that Harry was flabbergasted was an understatement. He couldn't move, breathe, blink, think. He wasn't even sure if his heart was pounding as well.

He quickly regained his posture and answered.

"Hi Lily, I'm Harry. Harry P.." He stopped abruptly. "Err, I do not remember my last name, where am I?

"Oh ! You're in number 4, Privet Drive, in Surrey, do you know where it is ?" She asked politely.

Then Harry did the only thing he could, he fainted.

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Harry woke up again.

"This must be my new hobby" he thought grimly.

When he opened his emerald eyes, he looked around him. It was a nice bedroom with walls covered in green and blue with some pictures of the family. He remembered it as Dudley's room.

"Oh, you're awake" said a voice behind him. He turned and saw a man with brown hair and twinkling blue eyes.

"It must be the blue eyes that create the twinkling."

"I"m Harry, Harry Evans" He said with a smile.

A/N: thanks for all the follows and have ! I swear they make my day ! please review I want to know what you think so that I can improve ! See you in no time at all ! I'm sorry this chapter is shorter than the others but I needed to make it so that the fun can finally start !