Another chance

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Modified: 4/4/11

[Warning: Cutting is mentioned, but only mentioned]

Chapter 1: The beginning

A woman walked into a small pub. She had a plain black robe on. Her hood was covering all her hair and hiding hear face in the shadows. "One Butterbeer" She said in her strong British accent. She spoke softly and gave an unseen small smile.

"Ah, Mrs. Potter. How've you been, how's the future" The man in front of her asked as he set down her drink. She lifted it up the see through mug and brought it to her mouth; she took a small sip before placing it down.

"Horrible. My boy James dies and his son… oh, my grandson. No one deserves what he's gotten." The man shook his head in shame.

"This is why no one picks to be a watcher/guardian angel here. They always want to change something" Mrs. Potter stood up quickly; her hood fell down revealing her red hair.

"You don't understand! My son, James, dies! Voldemort killed him! A-and my grandson, he grew up with those horrible muggles, he's never been loved, had to face Voldemort. It's just not fair!" There were tears running down her cheeks. After she wiped them off she looked at the man straight in the eye.

"That's why I've devised a plan. I found a spell; it'll take James and three people to the future. I've already picked out the years. When James was in seventh year and my grandson's in fifth" The man's eyes went wide.

"Mrs. Potter, even if you can do that, wouldn't it be strange to see their ages so close?" Mrs. Potter thought for a moment then spoke up. "You're right. I'll change it 3 years after James's seventh year. But still on my grandson's fifth year. I can't make them older; in the past there will be sort of like clones for them. They'll live out their destinies up until the day Lily and James die. Then they'll be transported back three hours before they get killed. They may or may not remember what they saw or heard though." She looked at the drink in front of her and shook her head. She slowly stood up and looked away from the man.

"My son and grandson need this, they deserve it. The spell is extremely hard but it'll work. Don't try to change my mind. My husband already tried but failed miserably." She thanked the man and left in a rush. Her red hair was blowing in the wind. She looked up down at the earth and spoke," James you'll see him soon explain what your seeing in this dream. You'll be taking three people with you. Lily and two of the marauders. Have fun…" The women's voice trailed off.

He felt himself spinning. Everything was black after that familiar woman's voice trailed off. He racked through his brain, he knew her from somewhere. There red hair, familiar eyes. And every feature was so… familiar. She looked old enough to be a grandmother. Mother… mother… He felt something snap in his head, it was his mother! But, she was deceased, which meant she was contacting him about his…son?

"Nice right hook, Big D" He heard an annoying voice say. "Same time tomorrow?" Another gruff voice asked.

"Round at my place, my parents are out" A different voice spoke. Something didn't feel right in his stomach.

After a while he stood up and saw three people unconscious around him. A girl with flaming red hair… Lily Potter née Evans his wife. A man with sandy blond hair… Remus Lupin his best friend who had a 'furry little problem'. And lastly his best friend practically— no his brother he had black hair like his too but more neat. His name was Sirius Black. He knelt down beside Lily and shook her.

"Hey, Lil's. Wake up "Her brilliant green eyes fluttered open. She stood up abruptly and looked around. "Can you wake up Remus; I'll try and wake up Sirius." She gave him a warm smile and a peck on the cheek, and then made her way to Remus.

After three minutes of trying to wake up Sirius, James got fed up and took out his wand. "Aguamenti!" Water hit his friend all over his body. He jumped up, wand out ready to hex him when the wind blew and a newspaper stuck to his face. He pulled it off and looked at it mouth wide.

"What is it paddy, sale on dog biscuits?" James smirked at Sirius. Sirius just held out the newspaper and pointed at the date: July 29, 1995. The four of them were wide eyed. Then James recalled his dream. "No…," He whispered in shock. "My dream was real?" They looked at him like he was crazy. James started explaining about how his mother was talking about Lily and his death. Also about their son.

"DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?" They all looked over at two boys about 16 feet ahead of them. One looked like… James? Whilst the other had blond hair and was rather large.

"GET THAT THING AWAY FROM—" He stopped talking. The three Marauders and Lily felt cold wash over them. The sky above was turning dark which meant only one thing, Dementors.

"W-what are you d-doing? St-stop it, Potter!" Potter? The quartet wondered. "I'm not doing anything! Shut up and don't move!" The other boy commanded. Now that they thought about it he did look surprisingly like James from what they could make out. He had untamed black hair round glasses and just himself. It seemed as though Lily was the only one who noticed that he looked underfed and neglected.

"DUDLEY, COME BACK! YOU'RE RUNNING RIGHT AT IT!" The blond haired boy -Dudley- ignored him and just kept running. Lily saw her son -supposedly- running after him. She watched in shock for a moment then went after them.

"Lily!" She heard the guys' cry but ignored them; this was her son, Merlin! It got darker so she pulled out her wand and whispered "Lumos". She felt a cold chill run down her back and gasped at the sight. Her son, he was being held up against a wall by a Dementor. It looked as if he was receiving the Dementors heard him say a few words that he was saying.

"Get away from her… stay away…" He was turning pale and looked ready to faint. Lily didn't bother to look at the other boy. He was obviously a muggle because he was looking around scared while the Dementor was in front of him. In the corner of her eye she spotted her son's wand, it laid three feet away on the floor. Lily whipped out her wand but she was beaten to it when she saw a Patronus hit the Dementor that was attacking her son.

Her son dropped to the floor unconscious. Remus's Patronus then drove off the Dementor attacking the other boy, Dudley. The boy was shaking but managed to get a few words out. "T-take me b-back. N-number f-f-four private dr-drive" He looked at all of them in pure horror.

"Remus take him back. Hey kid, do you know where he lives" James pointed to his son. Dudley nodded still shaking. " Y-your one o-of him a-a f-freak" Lily scowled as she remembered that that was exactly what her sister used to call her. "Come on." Remus left with the over weight teenager.

"Lily, look. He looks just like me." James pointed out. "Hmm, where're Lily's genes?" Sirius asked. He bent over and pulled up one of his eye lids. They saw brilliant green eyes in other words, Lily's eyes.

"Kill the spare." Harry moaned. He began thrashing violently.

"What spare? James, what's happening to him?" A frantic Lily asked. All they could do was watch the boy thrash and pick at his scar.

"!" the boy screamed in agony and clutched his forehead.

Lily had tears in her eyes. Even if this wasn't her son, it still hurt to see a child in this much pain.

"Hurry up Remus," she silently prayed

Remus knocked on the door of Number Four Private Drive. A beefy man with barley any neck and a large mustache opened the door.

"What?" He asked rudely.

"Your son, I suppose—" The big beefy man pushed Remus aside and saw Dudley shaking.

"DUDLEY! WAS IT HIM? THAT THAT FREAK? WHAT DID HE DO?" The man roared. Dudley, to shocked to respond, just nodded.

"WHEN I GET A HOLD OF HIM…" He trailed off and looked at Remus.
"And who are you?" He asked disgusted.

"Doesn't matter, I'm here to collect... Mr. Potter's things" Remus made a mental note to find out what his name was.

"Oh, so your here for him!" The large man bellowed. "Go! His things are in the cupboard and in his room if you're not out in 5 minutes—" He seemed to remember that this man he was talking to was a wizard and obviously out of 'That School' ready.

After collecting all of James's son's things he left, the Dursley's' (He found out their surname from a rather nasty letter on a table) home without a goodbye.

On the way back he was thinking of another thing he saw, a small knife and a rather well hidden cloth covered in dried blood. But being a werewolf did have some… advantages and the blood stench was rather alarming. Could he actually tell Lily and James this though?

It might not even be what I think it is, he thought to himself.

To say that Harry's summer was so far bad was an understatement. It had gone terrible so far.

Remus had been sent to tell him that Sirius was killed a week after he left Hogwarts in his fourth year. Secondly, his friends were barely writing to him again, and what they did write was rather vague. It was like they were hiding something from him. Harry hated not knowing something that involved him.

So now that he was being ignored, lost his godfather, and was having bad luck with the Dursley's' he went to his last resort.
Harry started on the day after he heard what'd happened to Sirius.

He didn't even mean to do it at first. He just tripped over a loose floorboard and cut himself with a knife. At first the pain was unbearable but then, he started enjoying it. It was like the past fourteen years of his life never happened. All his anger, betrayal, sadness, regret, and everything else felt gone. It felt like— like Voldemort wasn't there. And he liked this feeling. So from that day on he's began cutting himself.

He woke up at 7:30 on July 29 and pulled out his knife that he bought for potions. Harry thought of what had been most painful that week. First were his dreams. They kept replaying what'd happened on the third task when the Portkey transported Cedric and himself to the grave yard. There was also seeing Voldemort reborn. Sadly those dreams were the closest to regular. The ones he couldn't handle were Remus coming to tell him Sirius had died. The bad thing was that Remus didn't tell him how so his dreams showed him possibilities, horrible possibilities. Then his parents being killed, Voldemort's evil laugh, Wormtail's betrayal and his stupid scar.

Those were the most common dreams he had but last night it was different. There was a black haired girl with brown eyes that were mixed with red. She then transformed into a snake and said,

.:I picked you. You are my new masster. I am a ssnake like no other. I contain powerss not many have. Find me and I can teach you… :. Harry looked down and saw it was himself she was talking to not Voldemort.

.:I Can only teach thosse worthy enough that have courage, are cunning, sssmart, and loyal. Lasst but not leassst, powerful. Find me young master:. The snake then transformed back into a girl and spoke English "Before it's too late" She then gave him a slip of paper before leaving.

Harry wondered was it a real dream he looked at his hands and saw a slip of paper that said: Insuperable, find me in Diagon Alley.

Harry hid the note and picked up the knife. He pulled up his left sleeve there were about 36 small cuts on his arm. He made sure not to hit a vain though no matter how tempting it seemed. He pulled the knife across his wrist, blood came gushing out but Harry ignored it. Everything seemed alright now he felt happy.

After a minute or so he cleaned up and hid the evidence carefully. He pulled his sleeves down to cover all the cuts. He didn't know if he could take another month here everything was wrong he wanted Sirius back he wanted his parents back. But he knew he couldn't get them back so what he needed now was revenge.

After a terrible breakfast, impossible chores and another horrible lunch he got out of the house. He saw Dudley and his gang saying good-bye.
"Hey Big D!" Dudley turned to Harry and scowled.

After a fight and threats they somehow ended up being attacked by Dementors. Harry tried to get his wand out but saw it on the ground three feet away. The last thing he saw before he passed out was a woman around twenty she had flaming red hair and brilliant green eyes. Behind her there were three other guys. Harry saw white then felt the floor and then everything went black.

"I got his things. So have you figured out his name yet?" Lily looked up with tears of joy and smiled huge. James looked as if Christmas had come early and said,

"Yeah, his name is Harry. Harry James Potter, says so on this little money bag from Gringotts."

Remus made a mental note to remember that name. "So where do we go now?" James thought for a moment before speaking.

"The Potter Manor, only place I can think of"

I really didn't change anything, only grammatical corrections. I was really getting pissed off at these first few chapters, so i'm going to correct the grammatical mistakes. I'm still too lazy to rewrite :)

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