The Potters and the first chapter
Awareness slowly came back to Harry, he realized that these people were real. But he decided that they weren’t his parents they were probably just some random auors that were late..probably.
He had faded into his thoughts again, a sudden fogginess taking over his mind. A voice in the back of his head said — what if they were his parents? Another one said — ‘Don’t get your hopes up.’
He felt a sudden nausea, a dizziness take over his vision, he felt something on his arm and he was dragged out of the hall.
He slowly realized the arm was dragging him to the hospital wing, He realized that he wasn’t breathing properly and tried to breathe normally. Maybe he was imagining this whole thing, and was dreaming.
But this dream felt too real. When they reached to the hospital wing. He realized their was more people here and voice came from behind a curtain. What was going on? When he made it to his own bed. He realized he hadn’t looked at the person who took him here, but he already knew it was Madam Pomfrey.
She had grabbed a potion vial and gave it to him and told him to stay put. He drunk it and recognized it by the taste that it was a calming draught.
When Madam Pomfrey came back, she was with Professor Lupin and his Godfather.
“What — what happened back there?, I— mean in the great hall. He asked. Professor Lupin responded with a small sad smile. He slowly looked over to Sirius, Sirius had tear streaks on his face and puffy eyes, smiling.
”Nothing bad Harry, it’s just— it’s not bad.” He said with smile. What was going on? He thought
”Your parents Harry, I—“
Oh, He wasn’t imagining.
What—what about my parents?” He asked nervously
”They— are alive Harry.” There it was, he knew it was coming. But he still decided to ask— “Is— this a joke?” He said his voice slightly cracking.
“Oh Merlin’s no—no! Harry I would never joke about something like that!”
“They’re here—here and well!
“Here? They’re here Professor?” He said shocked
HIS parents, his was here in Hogwarts.
“They’re with Madam Pomfrey Harry, if you’re ready we can see them, together.” The man said softly.
He barely processed the words the man was saying, on reflex he nodded. He just wanted to see them. But— he just had to ask one question.
“Do you think they’ll like me?”
“Harry, of course they will like you. You’re your own person.” Professor said softly. “No one can take that from you.”
He stared at the man one last time, he decided that he wanted to see his parents. The fear swallowing him vanished.
“Okay.” He said.
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Harry Potter knew what pain felt like, just like the pain that caused his scar to hurt in the forbidden forest in first year, or the Cruciatus Curse Voldemort used on him in the graveyard.
But this? This— was a different kind of pain. Seeing his parents after all these years was painful he had to admit, he never thought he’d see them again after the graveyard happened.
A joyful feeling had also took over him as he stared at HIS Mum and Dad. HIS.
Harry swallowed hard, forcing himself to hold back tears that were threatening to fall.
It was five long minutes that had pasted, they felt like five hours. The silence in the room was awkward. But not awkward enough to make him want to leave.
At last he finally found the words that were hidden in his throat, he gathered up all his Gryfindor courage and said—
“Hi mum, Hi Dad.”
Saying the words were more painful than actually looking at them. He sensed a strong wind fly past the six in the room and finally—
“Hi Harry.” His Mum said Quietly— he watched as a tear slowly drifted on her cheek. “Hi Harry his Dad said soon after. He watched as his Mum took a step forward.
He watched as she held her arms out. But— on instinct he hid himself behind Sirius. He was so stupid. He Mum and Dad probably wouldn’t even like him now, he just rejected a hug.
He step forward and finally embraced the hug from his mom. He noticed his Dad had joined in, then Sirius and Remus.
And finally—He stopped caring. He stopped worrying what other people thought about him. He stopped living up to peoples Standards. He just really didn’t care anymore, and it’s honestly quite a feeling.
And finally— He felt loved. He can breathe again.
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After several long hours with his parents, they got to know each other. He learned that his Dad was quite a prankster with his Godfathers in school.
He learned that his Mum was a bit much of a bookworm in school— the complete opposite of his father.
The five sat there and told stories until it was time to go back to the great hall.
When the five (+ Madam Pomfrey) walked into the great hall, Harry could feel eyes on him. Ignoring them, he decided to make himself smaller behind his Mum and Dad. They glared at anyone who would give him ‘looks’.
He sat down in between his parents while Ron and Hermione sat beside professor Lupin and Sirius, he also took note that the entire Weasley family was here, including Mrs and Mr Weasley.
He watched as Professor Dumbledore sat upright in his chair, he watched as the man flipped the book open and began to read the first page.
“Chapter 1. “The boy who lived”
Harry could tell that Professor Dumbledore was nervous, maybe it was because everyone would find out that happened in his first year, or Mrs Weasleys and his Parents wrath when they find out.
"Mr. and Mrs. Dursley, of number four, Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much.”
Some students from what Harry saw were confused, why were they reading about muggles? He could tell the slytherins had the slightest hint of discomfort reading about Muggles.
”Why are we reading about muggles” a unknown 6th year Hufflepuff asked.
“Ah, it appears the book is giving us background information.” Professor Dumbledore said.
Meanwhile Lily furrowed her eyebrows she had thought she recognized the surname.
Her stomach was churning with hope and an unsettling sensation.
”They were the last people you’d expect to be involved in anything strange or mysterious, because they just didn’t hold with such nonsense.”
“Boooringgg!” The Weasley Twins shouted while others laughed—why would they not want to be strange or mysterious?
While Lily thought this description of these people were very familiar, she hoped they’re not who she they were.
”Mr. Dursley was the director of a firm called Grunnings, which made drills.”
“What are drills, Harry?” Mr Weasley asked as he took a paper sheet out and wrote something down. Hermione beamed while explain to Mr Weasley.
along with other Muggleborns to their peers.
“He was a big, beefy man with hardly any neck, although he did …small son called Dudley and in their opinion there was no finer boy anywhere.“
Ah, she was right. it was her sister, and her brother in law.
“Fine one am I right Forge?” “Absolutely Gred.” The Weasley Twins said getting small laughs around the hall.
Ron turned over to him “Small?, are they bloody daft!” He said while Hermione Smacked him on the shoulder, ‘ oww Hermione!—‘ Harry smiled as his two best friends joked around.
while the Staff and Marauders smiled at their antics.
”The Dursleys had everything they wanted, but they also had a secret, and their greatest fear was that somebody would discover it. They didn’t think they could bear it if anyone found out about the Potters.”
Harry flinched as Dumbledore read that part, he hadn’t thought about the whole school reading about his deepest secrets.
A searing rage filled Lily at those words — hotter and fiercer she’d felt than anything, the words had hurt as Dumbledore read them.
But— she and James noticed as Harry flinched, and the searing rage continued. She looked at James while he stared back, schlock and hatred in his eyes.
Oh Merlin, what had she done to her son? She swore up and down down if she or her prat of a husband lifted a finger on her son she would—
”Mrs. Potter was Mrs. Dursley’s sister, but they hadn’t met for several years; in fact, Mrs. Dursley pretended she didn’t have a sister, because her sister and her good-for-nothing husband were as unDursleyish as it was possible to be.”
She noticed a outrage going on in the hall as it was revealed. Seriously who didn’t like the potters?
“UNDURSLEY-ish?” Hermione raged “that isn’t even a word!”
Lily was enraged that her sister even thought those things about her. She never thought she’d go that far.
”The Dursleys shuddered to think what the neighbors would say if the Potters arrived in the street—they didn’t want Dudley mixing with a child like that.”
“Like what?” Students asked
”Magic.” Harry said in one word shuttering.
Severus snape had been quiet ever since the reading had started. He read that dear Turney was still bitter.
”Mr. Dursley hummed as he picked out his most boring tie for work—.. “Little tyke,” chortled Mr. Dursley as he left the house.”
”why would anyone want to be boring younger years asked.”
”Awful parenting!” Mrs Weasley sniffed as the reading went on.
“It was on the corner of the street that he noticed the first sign of something peculiar — a cat reading a map. For a second, Mr. Dursley didn’t realize what he had seen —“
”MINNIE!” the two marauders said
“ Mr Potter, Mr Black! How many times have I told you not to call me that!”
“he couldn’t help noticing that there seemed to be a lot of strangely dressed people about. People in cloaks. Mr. Dursley couldn’t bear people who dressed in funny clothes — the getups you saw on young people! He supposed this was some stupid new fashion.”
Purebloods and Slytherins looked Gobsmacked, “Strange clothes?” They outraged.
while ministry auors heard this they narrowed their eyes. “We had to obliviate so many Muggles that day.” Ameila bones said.
“He was in a very good mood until lunchtime, when he thought he'd stretch his legs and walk across the road-”
“What” Harry said confused. “He’s finally doing something useful once in his life?”
“Ah— yes Mr. Potter, I never thought a spoiled brat like you would go as low as insult your family, but here we are.” Snape drawled
“Shut it Snivillus!” His father said. While his Mum and godfathers glared at him.
“to buy himself a bun from the bakery.”
“Ah— that makes more sense.” Harry said earning laughs from around the room
“Shoo… gave him a stern look.”
“Was this normal cat behavior?... downpour of shooting stars!”
“It’s normal Minnie behavior!” The marauders plus the Twins exclaimed.
“We should be happy we weren’t discovered by the muggles, one of our auors magical core went weak because of the work we put in!”Amelia sniffed.
“Albus, do continue reading.”
“Perhaps people have been… pretended she didn’t have a sister.”
“How can you possibly pretend you don’t have a sister!” A fifth year Hufflepuff exclaimed.
“No… Nasty, common name, if you ask me.”
“They don’t even know your own name?!” Hermione practically shouted looking furious.
Meanwhile Lily was thinking of more ways on how to teach her dear sister a lesson.
“Oh, yes”… it couldn’t affect them .
The corners of Harry’s mouth lifted up slightly, oh they had been wrong.
How very wrong he was.
James and Lily looked at each other, a nervous look in their eyes.
Mr. Dursley might have been… long enough to tuck into his belt.
At the Mentioned Headmaster, Cheers exploded from every table. (Minus Slytherin.)
Malfoy couldn’t help but sneer at Harry Potter and his sidekicks.
He was wearing long—in… Professor McGonagall.
He turned to smile… around its eyes.
Younger years suddenly look at Professor McGongall in awe.
Harry noticed Dumbledore and Professor McGongall look at each other. A type of pained sorrow in their eyes.
”She, too, was wearing a cloak… people are being downright careless”
Amelia shot Dumbledore a knowing look.
“out on the street in broad daylight… You-Know-Who seems to have disappeared at last.”
a disturbance took up the vibe in the hall following up to them.
The hall suddenly became a gloomy presence to be in as everyone in the hall either looked at The Potters, or looked down in their own lap, uncomfortable.
He Gritted his teeth knowing that one of the most Valuable things were taken from him that night, He felt fragile with the stares on him.
“I suppose he really has gone… powers I will never have.”
“Well professor, only because you’re too noble to use them.” His Mum sniffed.
Dumbledore had “that” grandfatherly look on his face again, And just smiled.
“Only because you’re too -- well -- noble to use them.”
The Marauders barked out laughs as Lily’s face glowed a flaming red color.
“It’s lucky it’s dark… liked my new earmuffs.” Professor McGonagall shot a sharp look… About what finally stopped him?
The Potters leaned up as the students looks down or just stared into space.
It seemed that… they’re -- dead .
Though they came from the past, they weren’t all that surprised, they saw the stares students gave them.
Even though it still pained them to hear about their death. It still pained them that they weren’t in their child’s life. So, James and the Marauders vowed to spoil him rotten.
“But he couldn’t kill that little boy… and that’s why he’s gone.”
James eyebrow’s furrowed, “That?” He said a shocked sarcastic expression on his face, “That is what he’s famous for? Our deaths.” He said to the guilty hall as he scoffed. “Merlins beard, and I thought you’d have some sense.”
“Do you have any idea how much the name ‘The Boy Who Lived’ could have affected him, it probably reminded him of our deaths every time!” Lily said as she finished James raging rant.
The hall winced as they looked at each other in shock, in guilt. They haven’t thought of that.
Dumbledore nodded… of all the things to stop him.
The potters still looked outraged as albus continued to read on.
but how in the name… They’re the only family he has left now.
“No! He is not going with my sister.” Lily shouted firmly. “Now Lil-“ Dumbledore said before she cut him off.
“She hates magic, Dumbledore. Can you get that though your dense bloody head? She HATES, magic.”
“I’m sure she’s changed Lily, Mr Potter is her nephew.” Dumbledore said.
Harry scoffed as he listened to Dumbledore, which didn’t help with his parents reactions.
Meanwhile Snape sneered as he watched this whole situation. Surely Turney couldn’t hate her nephew, right? Of course not. He was not like lily, more like Bloody James Potter than anyone. He ignored the tiny voice in the back of his head telling him that potter was his own person. Potter was pampered and showered with gifted in his own bitter eyes.
You don’t mean… I’ve written them a letter.
“A letter.” Amelia stated blankly as she narrowed her eyes, it looked like she would be writing a long list by the end of this book.
A letter?... every child in our world will know his name!
Ron fought back the burning jealousy that he resented his best friend for, but he quickly realized that distressed look on his friends face. He realized his friend almost got killed every year because of his fame.
He tried to change his thoughts but it was like a burden.
“Exactly… I would trust Hagrid with my life. I’m not saying his… in front of them. —
“I’ve got him, sir… like a bolt of lightning.
Harry tried to ignore the hall going silent as eyes flickered to his forehead. As his face turned red.
“Is that where… like a wounded dog.
“Should I be offended?” Sirius said a blank expression on his face.
“Hagrid you can’t be seriou—“ James said as paused groaning as Sirius said, “What? No I’m Sirius!” As the hall laughed
“Shhhh… bundle of blankets on the step of number four.
“What.” Lilly and James said as the stared darkly at a sweating Dumbledore.
“You left him in the cold, in.winter?” James said as his wife went frantic.
“What if he had gotten kidnapped, blown away in the wind!” She shouted.
And for once Dumbledore couldn’t think of a response, he realized he hadn’t even put simple charms on him.
“Good luck, Harry… To Harry Potter -- the boy who lived!”
“That’s the end.” Dumbledore stated as he clapped his hands.
He saw Lilly staring at him but he glanced back nervously before he saw her mouthing “this isn’t over.”
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Meanwhile Harry, his parents, his godfathers, and friends went back to the common room as the three told them stories and moments from his years at Hogwarts. (Not spoiling the books of course.)
And finally, he felt at ease as he laid down in his bed. Knowing his parents would be there for him.