Thanks for all the reviews on the last chapter. Sorry I took so long to update, but here's chapter 5!
When Harry and the others got back to the Burrow, Harry went upstairs to leave Hedwig and all his other school stuff in his room. He came back downstairs and look at his watch. 2:45 PM. Harry sat down in the sitting room. Mrs Weasley came in with a pot of floo powder. She set it above the Fireplace. "Just go on ahead to Professor Dumbledore's office at three o'clock, dear," she said. Then she went into the kitchen to begin preparing dinner.
A few minutes later, Ginny and Hermione came downstairs. "What time is it?" asked Ginny. Harry looked at his watch.
"Ten minutes to three. I'll have to go soon," he said. Hermione sat down beside him.
"Oh, I wish we knew what he wanted you for. It must be really important!" said Hermione, curiously. Harry nodded.
"Yeah. I'll tell you everything as soon as I get back," he replied. Ron entered the room a little while later.
"You better go, mate," he said, consulting his watch. Harry stood up and went over to the fireplace. He took a handful of powder out of the pot and braced himself for the horrible sensation of flooing. Harry stepped inside the fireplace, dropped the poweder and said very clearly;
"Hogwarts, headmasters office!" and in a whirl of green flames, he was sent spinning. Harry eventually jmped out at the fireplace to Dumbledore's office. He fell to the floor with a thud. Harry climbed to his feet, swearing under his breath.
"Yes, flooing can be quite annoying at times," Harry looked beside him to see Dumbledore standing there, chuckling.
"Yes, sir," he said.
"Please take a seat, Harry," Harry walked over to Dumbledore's desk and took a seat in front of it. Dumbledore stand down behind the desk. "Now, Harry, you must be wondering why on earth I brought you to school during the holidays," said Dumbledore in his calm, mature voice.
"Well, yeah," answered Harry uncertainly.
"I thought it might be best to tell you this away from the Weasley's home. It'll be hard to take in and I'm not sure how you will react," Harry stared at the headmaster. He was feeling very curious as to what was going on now. "Harry, did I ever tell you that, on the night you received that scar, your parents' bodies were never found?"
"N-no, sir," said Harry uneasily. He didn't know where this was leading.
"Ah, well, now you know. A few days ago, I received some very shocking visitors. Their story was hard to believe and naturally I had to make sure it was true. For all I knew, they could've been death eaters in disguise. I did everything to make sure they were who they say they were," Harry interrupted Dumbledore here.
"Sorry, sir," said Harry, "but you're not making any sense!"
"Please just listen and all will become clear," said Dumbledore, his eyes twinkling mysteriously. "Now, as I was saying. I had to make sure they really were who they said they were. I used legitimens, I questioned them and I used veritaserum. I even checked out the story, to see if it was true. It was.
"At first, I wanted to tell you straight away. Then I decided not to. I decided to wait. I informed Sirius and Remus of the matter and they took in my two visitors for a few days. naturally, Sirius and Remus were doubtful when I first told them, but eventually they believed me and they were delighted. I believe you will be truly ecstatic at this news too, even thought it is hard to believe at first.
"Harry, what I am about to tell you is true. I would never tell you this if I wasn't absolutely positive. You have to understand that I would not lie to you like this, Harry. Do you trust me?" Harry was a bit scared now.
"Yes, professor but-,"
"Quiet, Harry. These visitors that I got on you Birthday are here right now. I will introduce you if you like," Dumbledore's eyes twinkled and he smiled, mysteriously.
"Introduce me to who?" asked Harry, quite annoyed now. Dumbledore leaned back in his seat.
"To your parents, of course!" Harry looked at Dumbledore. His mouth fell open and Dumbledore could see the fury building up between his eyes. Harry gripped the sides of his chair, his knuckles turn wide.
"What?" Harry suddenly exploded into a fit of rage. "You sick old bastard! What the hell do you think you're saying?" Harry stood up and looked at Dumbledore, his eyes blazing with fury. "That's not even funny! You bastard!" he roared.
"Calm down, Harry. Please, calm down. I'm not lying to you and I can prove it! Please just listen!" Dumbledore did his best to calm Harry, but his best efforts failed. Suddenly the door to the office opened and Sirius walked in, grinning broadly. Harry turned to face Sirius.
"You! Are you in on this too?" He screamed. Sirius looked at Dumbledore, alarmed.
"What? In on what?" he said confused.
"He doesn't believe me. I can't say I blame him though," said Dumbledore, calmly. Sirius looked at Harry and suddenly understood.
"No, Harry calm down! We're not lying to you! I swear I wouldn't lie to you. Just give use a chance. We'll show you them. You can give them veritaserum, look at their memories, anything!" Harry took a deep breath and sat down.
"Ok, then, bring them in!" he snarled. Sirius winced, before turning to go out the door. He came back a few minutes later with a man and a women.
The women with red hair and emerald-green eyes stared at Harry wistfully. Her husband, by her side, was looked at Harry with hope filled eyes. This man who was the spitting image of Harry, looked at Harry longingly. He glared at them. "Harry, my baby," whispered the women. She tried to get closer, but Sirius stopped her. He gave her a warning look.
Harry looked away from the, wanting them to leave. "Harry, you said you would listen," said Sirius. Harry sighed and looked back.
"Fine, then. I'll listen to them, but don't expect me to believe a word that comes out their mouth," he said. "Or yours for that matter," he added as an afterthought. Sirius looked down, sadly.
"Just listen to us!" begged James Potter.
"Sirius, Remus," Dumbledore motioned towards the cushioned seats in the corner. Sirius and Remus nodded before taking a seat. "Lily, James, carry on!"
James took a deep breath and looked at his wife. "Harry, the night you got that scar I tried to fight Voldemort off. I fought him, but he was at the height of his power back then. I was no match, not really. He stunned me," Harry snorted at this. Lily was determined to make Harry listen.
"I knew your father couldn't hold him off for long. I tried my best to protect you. When Voldemort came in I begged him to take me instead. I begged him to give you mercy. He didn't listen though and I was stunned. The next thing I remember is waking up in a muggles house," Lily started crying then. James squeezed he rhand.
"The muggle said she found us on the road and took us in. We erased her memory and fled to Ireland. We were upset and we couldn't face the magical world anymore. We thought you were dead and for the past fifteen years we've been grieving for you in Ireland with our other two children, Alex and Daniel. You were only little when they were born. I doubt you'd remember anything, though," finished James. Harry growled at them.
"We will take veritaserum! We will do anything to make you believe us. Please!" cried Lily, desperately. Harry sighed and nodded. Dumbledore took a vial from the cabinet. Harry took one look at the vial and knew it was veritaserum. Dumbledore gave some to Lily and then to James. Harry looked at them.
"Who are you?" he asked, sure he was going to hear the names of deatheaters.
"We are Lily and James Potter," they said in unison. Harry gasped.
"What is your son called?" asked Harry.
"We have two sons. Harry James Potter and Daniel Mark Potter," they said,
"When was you son, Harry, born?"
"31st of July, 1980," Harry took another deep breath.
"When were you born?" he asked.
"27th of March, 1960," replied James.
"30th of January, 1960" replied Lily.
"Are you really my parents?" asked Harry, who was now breathing very heavily.
"Yes," they said together. It took a minute for it all to sink in, but when it did, Harry found that he felt angry again.
"Why didn't you come find me then! You could've at least stayed to find out what had happened to me! You never knew for sure I was dead!" he screamed. The veritaserum had worn off by now.
"We're sorry, we didn't think. We just wanted to go away and grieve!" cried Lily. Harry ignored her and turned to Dumbledore.
"I want to go back to the Burrow," he said. Dumbledore sighed and nodded. He pointed to the pot above the fireplace. Harry went over to the fireplace, grabbed the floo powder and stepped into the fireplace.
"Please, Harry, stay!" begged James. Harry dropped the floo powder.
"The Burrow!" he said.
When Harry finally got back to the Burrow, he ignored all the questions he got form the Weasleys and Hermione and went upstairs to think.
Chapter 5! Sorry it took ages. I've had writers block for this story as I explained on my other new story. I'm not giving up this story. I'm just going to writer this and 'My Kid's a vampire' simultaneously. Please, please review!