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Through The Looking Glass	By : wolfboygrim Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 6933 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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"Hey, how come we never knew you had a little brother, Prongs?" said a tall black-haired boy who was sitting opposite of Harry.

Harry instantly recognized a younger and healthy looking Sirius, and paled for a moment when he almost threw himself across the table to hug Sirius once again. It had been less than 24 hours since Harry had seen Sirius die in the future life he had just left. Again, Harry felt safety and love when he looked at Sirius, just the same as when he had caught himself staring at Remus a few moments ago.

"I did not even know I had a younger brother, Padfoot, so how could I have told you," said the other dark-haired boy, this one with messy hair and glasses.

Harry realized with a jolt that this was his father, James. The same feeling of love and comfort was not there, but a feeling of friendship and security flooded him almost immediately.

"I am Harry Potter. I do not think that we are brothers, but Professor Dumbledore said something about contacting your parents because he does believe that we are related somehow. Cousins or something like that. I was raised by Muggles because no one knew where my mother and father were. Now I am here to finish my education, especially with what just happened to my family," Harry said, his voice trailing off as tears came to his eyes for the hundredth time since he had woken in the Hospital Wing.

"Hey now, are you okay?" Sirius asked, leaning closer to Harry, despite the table being in the way.

"I do not think I can talk about it just yet. We have our tests this morning and I need to do well. Thank you though for caring," Harry answered, something making him reach across the table to link hands with Sirius as he graced the younger version of his godfather with a small smile.

Sirius marvelled at the feeling of soft skin touching him. It made the dog in him whine for more, thankfully, his inner dog was silent or he may have embarrassed himself in the middle of the Great Hall.

"You are welcome, Harry. Do you think Professor Dumbledore would mind if we tagged along at your meeting? If he's calling Mr. and Mrs. Potter, I mean Remus and I will be living there this summer as well after everything that has happened," Sirius said.

"I do not think he would mind, but perhaps you should ask when we finish eating," Harry answered, picking up a single slice of toast and nibbling the edges. He still was not hungry and did not know when he would ever feel like eating again.

"You need to eat something more than toast, a good breeze would blow you right off your broom," Remus said, pulling the nearest serving tray over and placing a slice of quiche and a sausage on Harry's plate.

"Yes, please eat. If you come stay with us my mum will worry so about you not eating that she might haul you to St. Mungo's to find out why," James said, noticing the sly glances that both of his friends were giving to his new relative. They had to be related, Harry and he. There were just too many similarities for Harry to not be at least his cousin. James was not sure about the intentions his friends had towards his honorary little brother, but there wasn't anyone outside of the Marauders he would trust to take care of Harry and help him open up.

"I really do not think I can eat this right now. I know I have not told you anything, but I am sure that Professor Dumbledore will tell James' parents the story of what happened to me yesterday. I promise I will eat more after exams, or at least try to anyway so that no one has to worry about me. I am used to taking care of myself," Harry said. "Now, I will see you up at the teacher's table when you are done. It is close to the end of breakfast," Harry said, pulling his hand away from Sirius, not even realizing that he had still been holding it. He stood up and walked over to the head table to wait for Professor Dumbledore.

Remus finished his breakfast quickly, figuring that he could eat more at lunch if he needed to. Sirius also seemed in a hurry to go to Harry, and made a point to drag James with him. Not that James did not want to go, but he had not been quite as ready as Sirius to travel up to the head table.

Harry fidgeted as he waited for Professor Dumbledore to finish his meal. He did not want to hear the painful story of his life repeated in front of what were basically strangers, but he needed this chance to connect with someone now that all his connections in his other life were gone. Even if they had not been, Harry mused, there would have been no way for Harry to ever return to them again, so maybe it was for the best that there are no people for him to miss in his other life. If only he had not had to see everyone he loved die then he might have been comforted by that fact, Harry thought. He was broken from his thoughts by a voice clearing their throat right next to him, and someone on his other side putting their arm around his shoulders. Harry looked up and saw that Sirius had his arm around him and Remus was standing there very much looking like he wished he had thought of it first. James reached the group just as the Headmaster finished eating and graced the group with a smile as he stood from his seat. "I should have known you would all want to come together to hear about the newest Mr. Potter. I believe there is one more person who should hear this story, because of what will be revealed," Albus said to them quietly. Then in a louder voice he called out, "Miss Evans, would you also please join us in my office for a few moments, I promise you will be perfectly on time for your first examination," Albus announced, waiting for Lily Evans to stand up from her spot at the Gryffindor table and join them near the doors to the Great Hall. "Hold your questions until we get to my office if you would," Albus added, seeing the look on Lily's face.

They proceeded to the Headmaster's office where the young people found a place to sit on a pair of loveseats . Remus and Sirius led Harry to the first one and gently sat him down, seating themselves on either side of him for support. James smirked at this move and gestured for Lily to sit on the other loveseat with him, which she did reluctantly, wanting to hear about the new boy and why the Headmaster wanted her to be here. In the meantime, Albus busied himself with calling the elder Potters through the floo and asking them to step into his office. He had to reassure them that James had not caused any trouble, at least nothing irreparable, and that was not what the meeting was for. They stepped through the fireplace, causing everyone's heads to snap up in surprise since they had been engaged in quiet conversation amongst themselves for the last five minutes. "I have called you here because Mr. Harry Potter is looking for a way to connect to his remaining family," Albus started out, pointing to Harry. "He just escaped a Death Eater attack that claimed the life of all of his friends and the last remaining family that he had in the world, at least he thought so, until he met me and I saw the resemblance to the Potter family with whom he shares his last name," Albus said.

Remus and Sirius immediately put an arm each around Harry, holding him between them in a three-way hug. Harry let his head shyly rest against Sirius' shoulder as he felt even more tears blur his vision. Sirius smelled of pine needles and leather with the slightest hint of wet dog. He could also smell Remus on his other side that smelled of old books and chocolate with a little hint of musk. The smells brought him back to the last Christmas that he spent at Grimmauld Place and sneaking into Sirius' room in the middle of the night so that Mrs. Weasley would not catch him awake. He and Sirius would talk for hours and Sirius would hold him tight to his chest until Harry fell asleep feeling comforted and safe.

"Excuse me, Headmaster, I am very sorry to hear about Harry's story, but why have you asked me here for what seems to be a family matter," Lily asked, looking at the other occupants of the room. She had heard, as everyone had, that Remus' family had been killed this past winter just after Christmas. Lily also knew that Sirius had moved in with the Potter's at about the same time because his family had disowned him. However, she had no idea why she would be called into a meeting about the Potter family.

"If Harry is ready to tell his full story now, or at least as much of is as will fit before exams start in 45 minutes then having you here Miss Evans will give him one less time that he has to repeat what happened to him," Albus said, looking with some concern at Harry who was still leaning against Sirius like he was unable to let go.

Harry sat up, but allowed Remus and Sirius to keep their arms around him. "It is a long story, so I will tell as much of it as I can now. Please do not interrupt me, even though it may be hard for you to believe. It is very hard to tell this story," Harry said. He took a deep breath. "To begin, I am not originally from this time. When I woke up this morning it was 24 June 1995," Harry paused, waiting for an interruption. All he got were a few deep intakes of breath from his audience and the slight tightening of the arms holding him steady. "I woke up in the Hospital Wing after a battle gone horribly wrong. All five of the friends that had come with me when I went into battle were dead, dying, or for one, in a comatose state that he would never wake up from. My godfather had been killed during the battle, and the other adult in my life lived just long enough after I woke up for me to hear his final words before he died in my arms," Harry paused again, this time to wipe away the tears that had fallen during the most painful part of his story. "Professor Dumbledore, the one in that time, carried me away from the last family I had and then proceeded to hand me my shrunken trunk with all of my things and the cage containing the snowy owl I received for my eleventh birthday. He told me that he knew everything was too much for me to bear and that the price of peace had been too high. I walked through the school until I was in a place that I had never seen before. In the room was a mirror. It drew me to it and then literally drew me into it. It was something called The Looking Glass. I ended up leaving 1995 and ended up here," Harry said, finishing what was in some ways both the easiest and hardest part of his story. He still had 35 minutes before they needed to leave for their first exam.

Remus looked over Harry's head at Sirius who had the same horrified and sad expression on his face that Remus was sure was on his own. They moved just a tiny bit closer to the boy sitting between them, both having difficulty overcoming the urge to pull Harry into their lap to make sure that he was close enough to them.

"I really am Harry Potter. I was born 31 July 1981 to James and Lily Potter," Harry said, indicating James and Lily who were sitting relatively close together on the opposite love seat. "There is no future for me to return to. I am now a part of this time line. Even if there were a way for me to return, everyone I love is gone. Mum, Dad, Sirius, Remus, my friends, anyone that I could love, they have all been taken from me," Harry continued, trying not to react to the sounds of quiet sobbing he could hear from the loveseat that Professor Dumbledore had conjured for the elder Potters. "All I want here is to be honest so that I might have a chance to find someone to belong to. Professor Dumbledore offered to contact my family here to see if I would be welcome. He said records would show that I was a cousin to James, even if I decided to share my story," Harry finished, not able to go into as many details as he would have liked, too afraid that they would reject him and leave him alone in this time as well.

"Well then, Harry dear, I can see that I will need to make sure you have plenty to eat as soon as you are ready to eat again. I am your grandmother Dorea Potter. You can call me grandma please when we are just family, or Auntie Dory in public," said the older women. She was tall with black hair and eyes that looked to be the same gray as Sirius'. Harry looked between the two, noticing the resemblance.

"Auntie Dory is my mother's aunt, so my great-aunt. There's a burn mark on the Black family tapestry that once was her name. Burnt off for marrying Mr. Potter even though he's a pure blood," Sirius said, noticing Harry looking between him and Mrs. Potter.

"And I am Charlus Potter. You can call me grandpa when it is just family or Uncle Chas. I happen to like that nickname best from all the ones you can get from Charlus," said the man next to Mrs. Potter. He was tall as well, at least six feet tall, with the same jet black messy hair that James had, and that had gotten passed down to Harry. Uncle Chas had the same Hazel eyes that James had gotten.

"I am happy to meet you both," Harry said quietly, fighting his desire to bury his face in Remus' robes. They were the same colour as the ones that Remus had been wearing when he had died in the future time.

"So I am your mother. I can see a lot of similarities. You have my eyes for sure, and my nose and facial structure. I think you have my hands as well. They are certainly smaller than your father's and you have much longer fingers. I am afraid you will have my height as well rather than getting that from the Potter side," Lily said, approaching Harry carefully to get a closer look at him.

Harry did not move from his spot. It was not that he did not want to get to know his mother, it was that he was being drawn closer to Remus and Sirius and could not make himself move away from the only bit of comfort he had known in a long time.

"Hello mum. Are you the one with knobbly knees as well, or are those from dad?" Harry asked, calling them his parents for the first time. It was a bit awkward thinking of being the same age as his parents, but Harry would take what he would get.

"The knees are all mine I am afraid, son. You will grow out of them eventually, although I am guessing that is not until after we turn 17 and hit our maturity," James said, also standing up to get a closer look at his son.

"I think it would be easier to call you cousin, rather than father. I do not know why that is other than we are the same age," Harry said, nervously.

"I think that would be just fine cousin. And I think from the look on the Headmaster's face that it is time to go to our first exam," James said, seeing that Professor Dumbledore was looking at the ornate clock above his desk.

"That would be correct. Now I would recommend waiting until you reach your home before discussing this any further. I would hate for Harry here to become some type of experiment in the Department of Mysteries…I am sorry, Harry, that was a cruel reminder. Anyway, the Ministry does not generally tolerate people or things they do not understand," Albus finished, angry at himself for bringing up the place where so many of Harry's loved ones had been fatally injured.

"That would be better. I know how they operate at the Ministry. We will all discuss this over the weekend once you are all home for the summer break," Charles said. "Until then good luck to you all on exams," he said, directing his gaze mostly to James and Sirius, whom he thought needed the luck rather more than Remus and Harry who looked determined even with the remnants of tears still in his emerald eyes.

"Off to History of Magic we go," Sirius said, trying to cheer everyone up from the serious discussion they had just been in. He linked his arm through Harry's and nearly skipped to the door to the office, pulling Remus along with them, who had also linked an arm thorough Harry's to offer support.

"Who gave him coffee?" Harry's voice could be heard asking as they left the office. Albus chuckled, happy to be able to smile again after everything that had happened today. He quickly thanked the Potter's for their time and went to watch the exams being given.

Exam week flew by in a rush of papers, last minute studying, the occasional all night quiz session, and a butterbeer or three to unwind after a difficult exam. All of them were taking the full 12 OWLs being offered, since it was made known to pure blood families that taking exams on independent study was allowed and both James and Sirius had told Remus right at the beginning of fifth year. Lily had also found out from studying the OWL rules manual and had decided to take all 12 as well. Harry finally noticed on Wednesday evening after their exams, that Peter was nowhere to be seen. Not that Harry wanted to see the rat, but it was odd that he was not around. "Where is Peter?" Harry asked

"Were you close with Peter as well?" James asked.

"Touchy subject actually. Something that does not appear to be possible since he is not here. I just noticed that he was not here and has not been all week and wondered why," Harry said.

"Something to discuss further this weekend then. Peter was here up until Christmas. His mother pulled him out of Hogwarts to go to one of the smaller schools close to his home," James answered.

"A Hedge school. Something for the witches and wizards who either do not have the money or enough magic to attend Hogwarts. I am guessing that Mrs. Pettigrew finally drank all of the money her late husband left her and did not leave enough to finish paying for Hogwarts. She had been trying to accomplish that since sometime during our first year," Sirius said. "We are not missing him too much though, he had been sneaking off to do something since the end of fourth year. I am not sure I want to know what it is if you happen to know, Harry, but we had already really cut ties with him. We have even taken his name off the map," Sirius continued.

Harry nodded, he did know what Peter had been up to, but had not known that it started in fourth year. His animagus form really did reflect his personality right from the start, since they had not mastered them until a few weeks into fifth year, after he had already started to go down the path towards becoming a Death Eater and betraying everyone. Harry jumped slightly as he remembered something else that happened this week. The memory he had seen of his father hanging Snape upside down, and Snape calling his mother a mudblood when she tried to help him. He did not want to see that happen in real life. The pensive memory was difficult enough to watch.

Between each exam on Thursday, Harry watched for signs that James and Snape would cross paths. The event finally came after the Written Defence exam, which was right before their lunch break. Contrary to Snape's memory, however, it did not start because Sirius claimed that he was bored. Instead, Snape grabbed a hold of Harry, hard enough for Harry to cry out in pain, while Snape laughed and dragged him to the top of a flight of stairs. The connecting flights to the lower levels had just moved away. Snape gave him a push, which would have killed him if Snape had gotten the chance to fully let go of Harry's arms. Instead, Sirius was there along with Remus to catch Harry's small frame and pull him safely back away from the edge of the staircase. James stood there glowering at Snape. 15 minutes later when they were all outside, Snape made a derogatory comment about Remus and his liking for little boys when he saw Remus and Harry with their heads together discussing the exam questions. Sirius stood up along with James and rushed Snape. Before Harry had a chance to stop the events, though after his near death experience this morning he was far less inclined to stop them anyway, Snape was hung up in the air with his greying underpants in the view of most of the school. Lily stormed over and started, much to Harry's surprise, to give Snape a dressing down for his treatment of Harry earlier in the day. When Lily turned to walk away after telling James to let him down, Snape yelled out for everyone to hear that stupid mudbloods should learn to respect their betters before they get eliminated. Harry shook off Remus' arm and stormed over to Snape. "How dare you use that kind of language. One more name or threat and I'll let James pull off your underpants next time," Harry said, sending a finite at Snape to end the levitation spell. Snape hit the ground with a dull thud and walked away in a daze.

Exams ended the next day with no further problems from Snape or any of the other Slytherins. The four boys were up early the next day, eager to leave Hogwarts for the summer and find out more about Harry. The boy in question, on the other hand, was sitting on the couch listlessly, staring into the fire with his shrunken trunk already in his pocket and his snowy owl perched on his shoulder with her cage on the floor at his feet.

"Look at him Moony, I just want to wrap my arms around him. I know you feel it too. Something about him makes my canine side on guard and protective," Sirius said, turning to his boyfriend to see if Remus was feeling the same way.

"I can feel it, Padfoot, even stronger than you since Moony is howling to get out so he can protect Harry. I was so scared when Snape had him at the top of the stairs. He is so small he would have been killed for sure had he fallen. I had to use all my inner strength not to tear Snape to pieces," Remus said.

"I should not feel this way for Jamie's son. Even if this Harry is not going to be the same as the baby they have in several years," Sirius said.

"I know that I want him, and that Moony does as well. I still love you, Padfoot, but it is almost as if we are incomplete without Harry. You said it yourself, the Harry we see now is someone who is our age and will grow up with us just like we grew up together. James will understand. He knows that Harry does not see him as a father, just a friend and brother figure," Remus said.

The conversation halted as Harry spotted them sitting in the corner and stood up from the couch. Hedwig fluttered calmly from his shoulder and perched on the top of her cage. Harry stretched and then walked over to Remus and Sirius. "Are you guys excited to leave Hogwarts tomorrow?" Harry asked, sitting on the edge of the table so that he could talk to them.

"Yes, I am ready to be done for the year," Sirius said, looking around for somewhere else that Harry could sit instead of the hard corner of the table.

"Even I need to make some space in my head for next year's work," Remus answered as he leaned down and took a gentle hold on Harry's wrists. "Come share with me, there is no way you are comfortable on that table. In fact, we will come sit on the couch in front of the fire with you. There is plenty of room for all three of us. They sat on either side of Harry and watched as he yawned and his eyes began to droop. Remus and Sirius pulled Harry down so he was laying with his head in Sirius' lap and his feet in Remus' lap. Harry was asleep within a half-hour with Sirius and Remus not too far behind. It was in this position that James and Lily found the three of them the next morning.
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