Paddy




4. He had Told it All, What Now…

‘Peter?’
They asked him after Harry was silent.
‘Ye.. Yes?’ Peter stuttered.
James didn’t ask a thing, nor did the other two.
Only Lily dared to talk.
‘You would never… Even think about that, now?’
Peter nodded, stopped and then shook his head.
‘NEVER!’ He yelled and he stumbled to Harry.
‘Lair!’ He screamed and pulled his wand.
Harry woke up so suddenly out of the trance, he first didn’t knew where he was or what happened. Peter, on the other hand, was pulled back by the others.
‘Peter! Behave!’ Lily screamed on the top of her voice.
Peter was thrown on the floor and James and Sirius went standing in front of Harry, who was surprised by those sudden acts.
‘Peter, get out! You’re upsetting him!’ Lily screamed loudly, though Harry wasn’t upset.
No, he was very much surprised, for James and the others were agreeing with Lily.
Suddenly, the entrance was opened and someone got in.
It was someone Harry didn’t knew, but the others did, cause they concealed him even more and were greeting the person way to friendly.
‘What are you hiding, Jamesy?’
‘Nothing.’ James said in an offended tone.
The boy didn’t asked more, but went away to his room.
…
After a while Harry asked if he could have been brought to Dumbledore.
‘I want to apologise to him.’
His parents just nodded and Remus pulled Harry up.
They went all together, except Peter who didn’t wanted to go with Harry.
‘Er… What’s the password, Remus?’
Remus Lupin said it and the statue opened itself and revealed a stairway.
Harry climbed till the door and knocked.
The others followed him in and saw Mad-Eye Moody standing next to Dumbledore, both looking really surprised, though Dumbledore immediately concealed his and looked as if he was waiting for him to come.
‘Sir…’ Harry said, but Dumbledore nodded.
‘I know, Harry Potter, you must be feeling really strange and sad of being here, and I have to admit I don’t know how you got here or how you will be going back.. But you are here for now and we will have to make the best of it. Please, sit down.’
Harry looked unbelieving to Dumbledore and then to his parents for support.
‘Go on.’ Lily hissed.
Harry had to grin slightly when he sat down. 
It was as if his real-aged mother had stood there. Harry sat down and looked at Dumbledore.
‘First, Harry, I want to ask you… How did you Stun Alastor so fast?’
Harry looked at Dumbledore, not knowing what he meant.
Dumbledore made himself clear, by saying Alastor was an Auror, a really good one and he was surprised Harry had been able to strike him.
‘Er… I don’t know… I just reacted.’
Dumbledore nodded and Mad-Eye nodded.
‘And I knew he wouldn’t be fast enough.’
Now Mad-Eye looked at Harry. ‘What?’
‘You haven’t got your magical eye yet. And you aren’t such a suspicious person yet, as you will be in a couple of years.’
Mad-Eye searched for support and help by looking at Dumbledore.
‘Harry, what do you mean? How many years are you talking about?’
Harry looked at his hands. Was he about to tell his whole life again?
He didn’t thought he was going to be able to do that.
‘About…’ Harry calculated it really fast.
His father would have been about 40 or so, so it was about 23 years ago or something close to that number.
‘About 23 years.’
James gasped. They hadn’t asked that.
‘About how many?!’ Lily asked astonished.
Harry repeated it and James looked at Sirius. Who just nodded in amazement.
‘And… I think you already told your father and mother everything?’
Harry nodded, without knowing to what he was agreeing with.
He had travelled more then 23 years back in time.
It hadn’t come up to him before, but now it hit him in full battle as a matter of speaking. What would Hermione think of this?
Suddenly he thought of something else.
He had told them there entire future! They weren’t supposed to know that!
He, Harry, could have made for sure Harry would never have survived his own attack by Voldemort, because Wormtail now knew the Prophecy wouldn’t be complete and Voldemort would wait before killing him. He would wait for the right moment, after he had heard the Prophecy completely… But when he would strike, Harry would have lived happily with his parents and he would see them get killed by Voldemort…
Cause of his own fault he had made now?
Harry couldn’t bear the thought and his eyes wetted.
He was torn by two memories and as too two thoughts.
Or he was going to Erase their memories and let everything happen how Harry had known it… Relive all the pain, the horror, the sadness…
Or… His other choice wasn’t even a real choice. Harry could let them know and relive all the same moments, but get killed with the first close encounter he would have with Voldemort. But… he would have known his parents… Otherwise he shouldn’t…
Harry started to tremble. What was he supposed to do?
He didn’t knew the answer, and while thoughts and ideas were crossing his mind, Dumbledore noticed the expression on Harry’s face and understood immediately.
Probably by doing Occlumency or so, Harry thought later on, when he looked back at his memories of that moment.
‘Harry, don’t worry… We’ll find a solution somehow.’
Harry nodded and got up. He didn’t waited for answer of Dumbledore to make sure he was able to leave, but just left and by doing so, leaving the task of telling the headmaster everything of his own life, with his parents.


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