A/n: hey guys I'm sry for all the waiting I had with the last chapter but I hope this is up in good time 4 ya! Please don't stop reading this chapter will explain a lot! And please you don't have to but I really gets me pumped when u guys give the reviews I love them and it makes me happy to know what you think!
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Any ways, ONWARD TO CAHPTER 5!
Chapter 5
This is home?
"Welcome Harry, welcome home…"
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Harry looked up at the face of the person who was speaking to him, he had a hood on and he couldn't see the face, "Who are you?"
The hooded person laughed, "Harry, Harry, Harry…" The man, as Harry figured from the deep voice, said to him, "Do you even know where you are?"
Harry tried to get up but the pain in his shoulder shot threw him faster and he immediately went back to the floor, "No, but you don't look to harmful… could you give me a hand?"
The man started to clap his hands together in a joking matter, "My boy, you really need to take a good look around and see where you really are." The man laughed.
"Who are you?" Harry asked looking at the man.
He shook his head, "I'm very glad you asked Harry, VERY glad you asked." The man gave on last little chuckle before he unmasked himself
Harry let out a yell of rage and shock when the man showed his face, "No! Not you!"
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Chris, Ron and Hermione sped home from the fire scene to tell everyone what they just found out. Chris was driving and Hermione was on the back seat covering her eyes from his speeding.
"Christopher Steven Potter!" Hermione yelled, "Where on earth did u learn to drive like this!" She screeched as Chris swerved in between two very close cars.
"Dad"
"Harry" Ron and Chris said at the same time.
Hermione gasped as she watched her son drive, "I'll kill him."
Ron gave a smirk, "No you won't."
"How would you know?"
"Because you always said you would but never did it." Ron said.
Hermione gave him a comforting hand on the shoulder but only for a second when Chris swerved again in between a row of cars….
"CHRIS!"
~`**`~
"What are you doing with me? You should be in Azkaban rotting away!" Harry yelled as the man tied him to a chair.
Harry looked into the dark gray eyes of Lucius Malfoy, his enemy's father; the man that should be in Azkaban for casting the Killing curse on Sirius when Harry was only 16. Lucius had him tied tight enough for him to stay put but not be in any pain. To Harry he had to admit he wasn't in pain, except for his shoulder. He was comfortable but he didn't show it.
"The more you try to move the tighter it will hold on to you." Lucius said with a grin.
"What do you want with me?" Harry asked threw gritted teeth.
"I want what all of us former death eaters want Harry…"
"Don't call me Harry… Potter is fine for you." Harry spat.
"Harry, don't interrupt its very rude manners." Lucius walked up to him and gave him a small baby slap on the cheek, "Bad, bad boy… mummy and daddy would be so disappointed to see there full grown man acting like a child now would they."
"Looks like for reasons not to be mentioned their not here now are they?" Harry said harshly, "Where's your pathetic thing u call a son?"
"He will arrive shortly I a sure you that. I'm sure he'll have quite a fit of giggles when he sees the new toy daddy has brought him." Lucius took out his wand, "How does it feel to be sitting there totally unprotected?" Harry didn't answer
"Yes you should keep your mouth shut because you won't be saying much of anything in a few short hours…" Lucius walked over to Harry, "But for your viewing pleasure I have brewed up a little show for you to watch." And he turned Harry to face the wall behind him.
What Harry looked at on that wall scared him half to death, he sat there unable to do anything as he looked at a picture frame but it was like a movie screen on the inside. He watched hypnotized by what he was looking at, it was his parents but they weren't happy they were arguing about something.
From the door way Lucius waved his wand and turned up the volume….
"How could you do this to me!" the 17-year-old version of Lily Evens yelled, "Nothing to worry about you said!
"I didn't mean to! I swear I took the Root supplement before anything happened!" James said.
"Oh sure u did, what next? Are you going to say it's not yours!"
"I would never do that, especially to you! Lily I'm Sorry I didn't mean for this to happen it was only a mistake!
"I was a mistake?" Harry said aloud.
"Of course it's a mistake! It's a mistake that I could do something like this! James your ruined my reputation! Everything I worked seven years to build up, and it's gone in only a few hours!"
"So your saying it's my fault! You sleeping with me on your own free will is now my fault?" James was outraged.
"In a way YES!" Lily said crossing her arms over her chest and leaned against the fireplace in the Gryffindor Common room.
"I can't believe you just said that!"
"Yes James I said that! The Great James Potter, any girl would love to get in bed with you, you just happened to fall for me first."
"SO this is what it's all about… Just because of who I am you slept with me… Well don't I just feel like an ass, Great I'm glad you got YOUR opportunity." Harry's father was upset, he looked at Lily with hurt eyes; "You know Lil, your nothing but a TEASE… I liked you, I'm glad I know I was just the one time deal…"
Lily started to tear, "I hate you." She spat at him, "I never want to talk to you again." She slapped him and left.
"Good-bye." James said then walked out the door.
"This isn't my parents…" Harry said out loud.
"Yes, they are… and that is what you really are Harry, nothing more than a mistake, a mistake your father happen to have made."
Harry jumped at the voice, that wasn't Lucius Malfoy's voice. The man walked in front of Harry and put his hands on the arms of his chair. It was Draco, his cold gray eyes digging into Harry's green ones.
Harry so desperately wanted to lung at him and just hit him, but the ropes kept him put, "So… you got me where you wanted me, what are you going to do now? What's your prize?" Harry asked with so much hate that he swore he saw a hint of fear in Draco's eyes.
Draco let go of the chair and walked up to the frame, "Believe it or not that is true, it really happened."
"I don't believe that that's real… My parents loved me and would know my mother sacrificed herself for my life." Harry tried to jab Malfoy but the ropes tightened his grip and he failed.
Draco laughed at his attempt "Am I wrong when my father happened to tell you that the more you move the tighter the grip on you goes?"
Harry didn't answer he just looked at Draco with every ounce of hate he had in him. He sat there just looking, "You never told me why I'm here and why you actually want me at all."
"Potter how pathetic can you possibly get?" Draco grinned, "There are two reasons your hear."
"What are they?"
"One because Potter, I've hatted you since I was 11 and I'm only going to do what my Master never could." Draco said pouring a glass of fire whisky.
"Two?"
"Well that's easy, two would be the fact that your son is with my daughter and the simple fact that she is at your house this very second."
~`**`~
Chris, Ron, and Hermione had reached the driveway; Ron didn't even wait until the car stopped when he jumped out of the car and towards the house. Chris quickly stopped the car and turned it off when he and Hermione got out and ran to the house. They reached the door and burst in looking at everyone in the room. James and Mandy were asleep on Nick and Brandon who were dozing off as well. Ste and Kat were sitting in the floor just relaxing and talking about school.
No one looked up until Chris closed the door. Kat looked up and stood seeing that he had a SMILE on his face.
"Chris, what happened?" She asked.
At this all the boys got up and looked at the three standing there not upset at all. Brandon lightly shifted James off his lap and walked over to his brother, "What happened?"
Hermione smiled, as she knew that before anyone else Brandon should know first, "Chris take him into the other room and tell him."
Chris smiled and he lifted his brother in the air into the next room. Then not even two seconds later everyone heard Brandon yell 'HOLY SHIT!' he came running out into the living room, "My Father is ALIVE!"
Hermione was crying seeing this, it was so long where she had been threw this kind of situation and here she is again. Ron put a hand on her shoulder, "Don't worry Herms, were going to find him and who ever took him will pay." Ron assured her.
Hermione walked away and up the stairs, listening to the happy cheers and the cries of joy form everyone down stairs she couldn't take it. She headed to her room and sat on her bed and started to cry. She looked at the picture on her nightstand that was of he and Harry on their trip to Egypt. It was such a surprise considering Hermione wanted to ever since Ron went when he was thirteen.
"Oh God please let him be safe." Hermione preyed as she closed her eyes; "I can't lose him, not like I almost did once." There was a soft knock on her door. She wiped her tears away she answered, "Come in."
The door opened and Ron walked in, "Hey Mione, you ok?" He was concerned.
"Yes, It's just weird to see all this… it's been so long since something like this has happened." Hermione wiped a tear away from her cheek.
Ron gave her a hug, "I know, but think of it like old times… it might have been scary but we came threw alive and well kind of safe."
She nodded, "Yeah Madam Pomfrey was probably jumping for joy when we graduated." She let out a small laugh.
"Lets hope where ever he is he's not out of touch." Hermione placed her head on Ron's shoulder and closed her eyes. Ron sat there and stoked her head as she closed her eyes.
Downstairs Chris was sitting on the couch with Kat on his lap; Ste was sleeping on the floor next to the fire and Brandon and the rest of his friends went up stairs to bed… it was now 12:45 and Chris just sat there with her on top of him rubbing her stomach.
"I'm worried." Chris said in a low tone.
Kat looked at him. "Why?"
"My father doesn't have his wand on him so that might be a problem for where ever he is…" Chris explained
She took his hand, "How do you know?"
"I found in under his seat in the car when we were at the fire." Chris explained
"Well he'll be ok, he's strong."
"I know, but something is telling me that something is going to happen." He kissed Kat softly and lay back on the couch and he closed his eyes and soon found himself drifting into sleep, Kat soon following.
~`*`~
Harry sat there; he was tired and hungry. Draco was sitting on the couch behind him waiting patiently for him to calm down.
"Harry, I've been thinking." He started.
"Wow! When did that start?" Harry said sarcastically.
"… As I was saying," He went on ignoring Harry's comment. "I have a proposition for you, and I'm happy to give you two choices."
Harry sat there; he was too tired to hear him talk, "What is two the highest you can count?" All he wanted to do was get out of there and home, "Why are you doing this to me Malfoy? It's been too long to start old school rivalries."
Draco got up and looked at him, "Your bastard took my daughter away from me!" Draco stuck him in the face.
"Draco," Harry said, calmly looking at Draco, "Why should you care, all you would do is beat her." That comment caused another blow to the face. Harry then jolted in the chair but the VERY tight binding on him where cutting circulation in his body made him stop moving.
"You see Potter," Draco got very close to Harry's face, "She may not be what I wanted in a child but she's mine and the only living memory of her mother, who I have to say is the only person I could ever love."
Harry sat there looking at his enemy, 'Draco? Love? Is that possible?' "What do you have to say?" Harry finally gave in.
Draco grinned, as he looked at Harry, "Good boy."
He untied Harry and let him stretch and move around Harry grabbed his shoulder how stiff and sore it was. Harry looked around the room somehow it looked so familiar like he'd been her before. It was so familiar it was scary. Where was he?
"Where am I?"
Draco laughed a bit, "I was waiting for you to ask. You have memories of this place don't you? Almost like you have been here before."
"Yes." Harry said traced by the place.
"Take a look around and see what you find…"
Harry walked around the living room; it was nice and home like. There was a couch that was dark green with two matching chairs, a fireplace in front of that and a coffee table in the center. Next to that room was a wall unit where a T.V and stereo system sat. He walked into the hall where the stairs where leading to the upstairs.
At the base of the stairs at the top was the first room where there was a four-poster bed fit for two with oak furniture. He walked around the room; it had an attaching bathroom that had looked like it was made of marble. He walked back into the main room and felt the black silk sheets on the bed and a bear on the top resting against the pillows.
The next room was what looked like a playroom. There was a chest with toys falling out of it and small gadgets and knick-knacks. A small couch sat by the wall and a tiny desk in the corner with crayons and paper spread across it. Harry walked up to it and looked at the pictures. They were nothing but scribbles but the closer he looked at it; it looked like the one scribble mark was holding another smaller scribble mark. He set it down and left the room.
When he left he saw Lucius and Draco walking up to him, "Have a clue yet?" Draco asked.
"No" Was all Harry could thing of to say.
"Well then, the next room should give you every hint you need to know." Lucius said laughing.
Harry walked to the closed door thinking about what he might find, a portal or a trap that could kill him by just opening the door. He put his hand on the handle and turned the knob. The door swung open and all Harry could see was a green flash and a pull at his navel.
The next thing Harry could see was an image that he knew so well from his dreams. His mother was holding him tight to her, petting his messy baby hair. Then he heard the scream from downstairs, he only knew what it could be and it scared him to death.
His mother sat there kissing him and holding him, knowing what is going to happen. Softly she began to sing to him:
When Irish eyes are smiling
Sure it's like a morning spring.
In the lilt of Irish laughter,
you can hear the angels sing.
When Irish hearts are happy,
all the world seems bright and gay.
And when Irish eyes are smiling,
sure, they steal your heart away.
He sang with his mother 'I remember that song' he thought.
Then you heard it; the doorknob started to turn but the door wouldn't open. Lily looked down at her baby son, "You're my baby boy so beautiful, Never let the bad things change your good soul, All I want of you is to be good and kind to others, and never think your disappointing your father and myself, you can never do that…"
Harry looked a the site in front of him, it made him tear up to see the love and tender feeling his mother gave off; Such a warm atmosphere at a point of mass destruction. She started to cry as she started to sing the song again, but only half way threw it when the door exploded and the hooded figure of Lord Voldemorte stood looking at her.
"Let me have him Lily…" He hissed.
"No, I won't let you kill him, you'll have to kill me first!" She screamed back.
As much as Harry knew that there was no stopping this, he still yelled for it to end and have Voldemorte leave and let her live. He screamed "NO LEAVE HER ALONE!" but he knew he couldn't be heard. Tears were running down his face seeing his mother screaming for mercy but it was no use he knew her fait. The next thing to be seen was the gallant flash of green light and the piercing scream of Lily Potter.
Harry fell to the ground as the flash back was over and he was brought back to the calm and quiet room he should have been in. Draco stood in the doorway with his arms crossed over his arms smiling like he had just won the World Cup.
"Why did you bring me here?" He asked clutching his knees as he tried to calm down.
"I told you Harry, it's all part of my payback to the pain and aggravation you caused me." Draco said simply.
"Know what are you going to kill me?" He asked looking up at Draco with red puffy eyes.
"No, not yet anyway, that wouldn't mind you as much as what I have in store for you. Actually I think by the time were finished you'll wish you were dead." Draco walked into the room, "You might want to get some sleep, you have a very long day tomorrow, wouldn't want you tired before you should be." Draco then walked out closing the door.
Harry stood and looked around the room, HIS old room that he should have had. He was dizzy and hungry, but he figured Draco wouldn't feed him.
Lucius then opened the door and handed him a plate with bread and water, "Enjoy." And walked back out again.
"I'm not stupid Malfoy…I'm ready for you at any time no matter what you have in store for me." He walked to the bedroom door and closed it.
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James jolted awake with a start, He had a dream about his father… he was with two men but he couldn't remember who they were. He saw things that scared him a lot and he couldn't even remember them. He looked at his bedside clock it read 3:01 am.
It was very early and he was scared to go back to sleep. He got out of his bed and went to Chris's room to see if he could sleep with him, but he wasn't in there. He was probably downstairs asleep and Ste and Kat were down there with him.
He didn't want to wake them up because of him so he walked down the hall to his mother. In the guest room next to her she heard the sounds of his Uncle Ron snoring, that it self was scary. He ran into his mother's room and saw her asleep in her bed with her hand on the empty pillow next to her. He climbed on the bed and crawled over to her and shook her shoulder.
Hermione stirred and opened the slits of her eyes to see who it was. She saw a small figure whispering 'mum'. She opened her eyes all the way and looked at her youngest son.
"James, why are you up?" She asked sitting up on her side propped up be her left arm.
"I had a dream, it scared me and I couldn't sleep." He explained.
"What was it about?" she asked interested.
"Dad, he was with people and I saw something… but I can't remember what it was… I saw a lot of green though." He looked at his mother, "Mum, I was wondering if I could sleep with you, I don't know if I could fall back to sleep by myself."
"Of course you can," She pulled down the blankets for her son to crawl into and curl up next to her. She put and an arm around him and kissed his head, "Now you can only have good dreams." She closed her eyes.
James's remained open, "Mum…" he said
"Mmm?" She hummed out.
"Could you sing that song you used to sing to me when I had nightmares?"
"Ok." Hermione hummed softly…
"An Irish boy was leaving,
Leaving his native home,
Crossing the broad Atlantic,
Once more he wished to roam,
And as he was leaving his mother,
Who was standing on the quay,
She threw her arms around his waist,
And this to him did say,
A mother's love's a blessing,
No matter where you roam,
Keep her while she's living,
You'll miss her when she's gone,
Love her as in childhood,
Though feeble, old and gray,
For you'll never miss a mother's love,
Till she's buried beneath the clay.
And as the years go onwards,
I'll settle down in life,
and choose a nice young colleen,
and take her for my wife,
and as the babes grow older,
and climb around my knee,
I'll teach them the very same lesson,
that my mother taught to me."
She sang like an angel from heaven even when she was half asleep, James curled up next to her as her soothing voice put him into a calm peaceful sleep.
~`*`~
The next morning Hermione woke up, she looked down at her sleeping son. She was about to wake him up but thought she should just let him sleep. She carefully got out of her bed and grabbed her robe and some cloths and headed for the shower.
Chris was lying on the couch sleeping when a soft voice started to say his name, "no, Dad no, I love Chris, you can't!" He looked down at her, she was having a nightmare, and "You can't kill him I won't let you!"
Chris shook her awake to make her dream go away, "Kat, Kaaat" He whispered in her ear. She stirred then her eyes fluttered open.
"Chris," She breathed out, "Your… your ok." She put her hand on his face.
"Yes, I'm ok." He bent down and kissed her forehead, "No ones going to hurt me don't worry." He took her hand and kissed it, "Are you ok?"
"Now I am…" She smiled up at him.
"I love you," Chris whispered, "Always have since we were eleven."
She smiled and Chris could see a tear in her eye, "I love you too."
Chris got up off the couch and helped her up, "Come on lets go out for breakfast… just me and you." She nodded walked upstairs with him.
~`*`~
"Get up." Lucius said as he came into Harry's room, "Time to eat."
Harry stirred; it had been the worst night of his life. The room was enchanted to give him nightmares about his parents and family, so he figured. He got up and found another plate of bread and water on the dresser.
Draco was walked in a bit after Lucius walked out. Harry looked up at him scratching his head and rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. He looked at Draco and said, "Nice mix… trying to get smashed at…" He looked at the clock on the wall, "9:00 in the morning."
"I try." He shot back coolly.
"For once."
Draco shot out of his chair and right over to Harry, "I would watch your tong Potter, one spell and your dead, and no one would know you were here." Draco gave a smile off, "Oh the joy of watching you die, I have dreamed about it so often in my sleep."
"That's why they say only in your dreams Malfoy."
Draco struck him, "I can very easily turn a dream into a reality"
"I would love to see you try." Harry sneered.
Draco had, had it; he jumped at Harry and started throwing one punch after another Harry returning the blows. They rolled around punching and kneeing each other, they didn't stop until Lucius came in and kicked them both.
"Draco, knock it off, both of you… he will get his in a little while." Lucius said pulling Draco off the floor.
"Sorry father; won't happen again."
"I'll make note of that."
Draco sat up and wiped the blood from his cut lip, "Not bad Potter. I'll be back, you'd better eat; you have a rough day ahead weather you like it or not."
Harry took the bread and bit into it, "Your plan won't work you know."
"How can you be so sure of yourself?"
"You don't know half my life Draco, I've seen it all and I'm ready for it."
"Well I doubt you have been threw what your about to go threw."
"What would that be?"
"Harry, have you ever read the most Dangerous Game?
"Yes I have, Hermione had me read it in 6th year when I was in the hospital wing. It's a good short story."
"So you know the basic concept of it?"
"Yes, What are you getting at." Harry was confused.
"Well in the story Rainsford has to run for his life to save his life."
"You don't mean…"
"Yes, Harry, but slightly different."
Harry sat back and drained this glass of water what ever was to come it wasn't going to be good.
"Harry, this is a kind of maze… well a large Labyrinth if you would call it."
"What would I have to do?"
"It's like this Potter," Lucius said, "It's like a series of challenges and stagiest. Our master used it on his weakest it was fun to hear their screams." Lucius had a chill.
"As he as saying. WE have worked out a plan to challenge your best abilities-" He was cut off by his father.
"Shut up Draco, and talk only when spoken to."
Draco looked taken aback by his father, "You're telling me to shut up?"
Lucius and Draco started to argue; Harry looked back and forth between them. Harry wasn't sure if it was a good idea but it was the only thing he could think of at the time. He ran out the door as fast as he could, down the steps into the kitchen. He could hear Lucius yelling, "Get him Draco."
Harry had to think fast, he ran to the back door and ran out it. He ran he didn't know where. The backyard was huge but not much of a hiding spot anywhere. The door opened and Draco was franticly searching for Harry.
He dove behind a bush just before Draco spotted him. Unfortunately Draco suspected he didn't go to far and took out his wand and said "lockus samilius" And his wand pointed him straight to Harry.
He dropped his wand at his side and stuck his head behind the bush, "Potter you are so stupid when it comes to hiding." He said shaking his head and grabbing Harry by the back of his shirt. He tried to struggle to get away, he had gotten a few lucky shots in but then Draco jabbed him in his injured shoulder, "Calm down potter, you just lost your walking privileges." Harry stopped struggling from the pain in his shoulder, and kept his mouth shut.
~`*`~
It was about lunchtime by the time Chris and Kat had come home. They pulled up and heard that Brandon and Nick were practicing, "I hope they didn't drive my mother crazy." Chris said taking Kat's hand.
They went inside and saw that everyone was on the house but Nick and Brandon were also not playing it was the stereo. Kat went and sat down with Mandy who was trying to read but with the music so loud it looked like a losing battle. Kat was surprised to see the title of the book 'The Notebook' she bent down and started to talk to her, Mandy knew she wasn't getting the reading done so she marked her book and started a conversation with Kat.
Ste was sitting on the back deck with his father talking about Qudditch and football. Chris went and looked for his mother, "Mum." He yelled up the stairs.
Hermione peeked from the top stair and looked down, she gestured for him to come up stairs with a worried face. Chris came up and looked at his mother's expression, "Mum what's wrong?"
"James." She said quietly, "He came in my room last night because he had some nightmares but he hasn't woken up since. He's pale and just doesn't move."
Chris walked in his mother's room and looked at his little brother, "Did you try to shake him awake?" He asked feeling his brothers face, "He's cold."
"Yes but he has a pulse." Hermione explained.
"Has this happened before?"
"No."
"Mum I don't know if this is good, we got to get him to a hospital."
"But, what if they hurt him, what, what if this is something to do with Magic?"
"Then we need to find help."
Chris lifted James in his arms and took him downstairs. Everyone was happier then the previous afternoon. Chris walked into the living room and yelled for them to be quiet.
Everyone looked at him holding James and instantly the music stopped and everyone went dead silent. Chris put James on the couch and looked at his mother.
"What do we do?" Chris asked her.
"Oh My God, Is he ok?" Kat asked.
"We don't know. He has a pulse but he won't wake up." Hermione said.
"He's in a trance." A voiced spoke from the hallway.
Every head looked toward the hallway to see whom it was, "You all seem surprised to see me." He said cheerfully.
"Dumbledore!" Ron was the first to speak.
"Mr. Weasley." Her nodded to Ron, "Good to see you."
There was another stream of silence as Dumbledore walked around to see James. He put his figures on the boys neck, "There's a pulse." He put his hand in front of his nose, "The air is coming out."
"Sir, do you know what is wrong with him?" Hermione asked.
"Mmmm." He said standing up, "Yes I do."
"What is it?" Brandon asked.
"He's going threw a stage of transformation." Dumbledore said.
"Transformation?" Chris and Brandon said in unison.
"Well a series of them." Dumbledore explained.
"Why?" Chris asked again.
"He's switching over to the magical world…" Everyone looked from Dumbledore to James in a mix of shock and surprise; "He's going to be a wizard after all Mrs. Potter."
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