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Jamie was having a perfectly peaceful night, he finally reached an agreement with Kreacher and finally got a peaceful night of sleep. He settled in Regulus’ room and bed and just passed out. In the end he could only enjoy the peace of the room for a week before Harry's magic engulfed him and cast him from 12 Grimmauld place.
When he landed he breathed in and out as he adjusted to the light change. He was so fucking hoping he was not in front of people because the outfit he was wearing, which he got forced into by Kreacher, was one of Regulus Black’s and it was as comfy as it was alluring and that was not something- he heard someone making strangled noises and took a deep breath in and out,
“Harry,” He interupted Harry, Ron, and Hermoine’s fight as he opened his eyes and ignored that he was in the middle of Hogwarts and there was a very attractive gray eyed boy staring at him, He met Harry’s eyes and asked “What The Fuck did you do?” He didn’t mean to sound so tired but man he was comfortable
“WHAT ARE YOU WEARING?!” Ron screamed, turning redder than his hair
“Ronald what I wear in my own house, on my own time is usually no one elses’ fucking business,” He growled, “So Harry,” He turned back to his twin who chuckled nervously
“Erm, I might have touched a cursed object and it might have been a blood tied cursed object and you know how Ron, Hermione, and I-erm yeah, so yeah and then there’s you, I’m sorry but no seriously what are you wearing?”
“It was laundry day, you know how- I’m sorry cursed object?!” He growled and rubbed his forehead “You touched a cursed object? Just willy nilly?”
“Well I mean, no?”
“Fucking Gryffindors,” He growled and heard a chuckle behind him and resolutely ignored it “Before you guys yelled at each other did you figure out Where we all landed?” He asked pulling his wand out and feeling his hair tumble in messy waves, he heard sharp inhales, curses, and someone distinctly said
“Damn Regulus,”
“Shut up,” A hiss answered them,
“See you should sell your outfits!” Jamie felt all his blood drain from his face as the date appeared in front of him and he closed his eyes and opened them, cast the spell again, and again, by the fifth time Harry winced, Hermione looked concerned and Ron was muttering about if they were lucky it was permanent and he looked at Ron in horror
“What did you just say?!” He yelped
“Erm…”
“RONALD!” Hermione cried out, “What if you-again!”
“Remember THE BASILISK?!” Harry cried in horror and Ron pouted
“I’m just saying!”
“Oh yeah luck,” Jamie growled, “Congratulations Harry, James, you’re the same age as your parents!” He exclaimed with false happiness, and gave Ron the deadest look he had “Or even better maybe Congratulations Jamie all that hard earned respect? Poof! Gone!” HE cast the spell again and growled. He redid his hair and just looked at Hermione who was doing a diagnostic spell and flinched when it completed to unspecified which usually meant that Ron was right.
“Bloody brilliant.” Harry muttered, and Ron whined that he didn’t mean for that to happen
“Ronald, your words ARE powerful!” Hermione lectured him and Jaime just shook his head and took out a journal and quill with magicked ink. He started to plan what they would need to survive, one a place to live, two jobs, three- wait, how old were they?” He pulled his wand out and made a noise of confusion
“Harry we’re fifteen,” He said and Harry made the same noise of confusion and Hermione ran the spells but no matter what spells she used they were the same results, fifteen. They all stared at each other and he pointed his wand at Harry and hit him with a light tickle hex, he started giggling
“Honestly,” He sighed as he went back to his calculations, “Touching cursed objects without knowing what they do.” He continued to grumble as he wrote down figure out who gets legal rights over them and scratching out jobs, “Guess this makes us Hogwarts students,” He mumbled and groaned at that knowledge with a mumbled “yay, I get to actually suffer our parents disappointment now instead of it just being implied.”
“I’m sure they won’t-”
“Third year, Our DADA Professor need I say more?” He interrupted Harry
“Well mum definitely won’t have a problem, her heart is just love.” He said with a stupid grin and Jaime blinked at him,
“True,” He murmured and continued to write
“What are you writing?” Hermione asked
“Plans to survive.” He said “This is the start of the war, remember?” She paled
“Oh right,” She mumbled
“A year of peace and Harry ruins it by touching a cursed object” He grumbled
“Well Sorry it was either that or get torn apart,” He grumbled and at that Everyone tensed as Jamie blinked and looked up from his notes
“What were you three doing that put you close to a cursed object?” He asked
“NOTHING!” They shouted and ran
“Oh Look It’s Dumbledore, we should talk to him!” Hermione, HERMIONE urged, Hermione who kept an animagus locked in a jar instead of going to Dumbledore yelled. He blinked at them ran through his mental timeline and frowned, torn apart, day of the month,
“HARRY JAMES POTTER WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU WERE GOING TO BE TORN APART ON A FULL MOON?!” he yelled
“He full-named me!” Harry moaned as if in pain
“I’m waiting.” He called and Harry whimpered and just spilled their grand plan of revealing that Werewolves are just misunderstood by finding a pack on a full moon and surviving and proving that they could be reasoned with its just they miscalculated on which pack and it happened to be the packs loyal to Greyback and they were chased into an abandoned mansion and shiny object and Harry just knew that it would save them. As he talked Jamie just sighed and looked at the ceiling shaking his head
“So yeah, here we are.”
“You are such a bloody Gryffindor.” He grumbled “No Quidditch in any form for a month.” He grounded Harry who gasped
“But!”
“No, absolutely none, you are grounded. I’d ground you from adventures if I thought that would work he said, but as I know you I know for a fact it wouldn't work so you are grounded from Quidditch.” He explained and Harry looked Flabbergasted at him “Ronald, you are grounded form chess for the month,”
“NO!”
“Yes,” He nodded, Ron whined Hermione looked freaked out, clutching her book. He held his hand out “The book Hermione,”
“NO!”
“Yes.” She started to tear up, “You are grounded from that book for a month, next time you three decide to do something dangerous perhaps you’ll remember Accio, Hermione’s book.” She gasped as it flew from her hands into his, he put it in his bag and raised an eyebrow “Now you three were going to talk to Headmaster Dumbledore, were you not?” He asked and the three looked so crushed
“Oh you are so,” Hermione stamped her foot and rolled her eyes, wiping the tears away and pulling herself together while Harry grumbled about Quidditch and Ron whined about Chess. She pulled her boys towards Dumbledore, He went back to writing his plans in his journal
“And why is it you three talking to me?” Dumbledore asked, he sounded amused
“Oh erm,” Hermione mumbled something which made the amusement fall sharply from his magic but Jamie knew no one else heard her. Their conversation was under the silencing spell Hermione set up as she explained everything to him because she knew that he was a skilled legilimens who sometimes couldn’t control it so it was best to just tell him everything. He only knew that because of the way she stood.
Dumbledore stood, lowering the silencing charm he smiled but the twinkle was distinctly gone, he took in a breath and then released it
“Jamie,” He called and Jamie looked up, the man looked sad? “I find myself in the unfortunate position of having to apologize for an alternate version of myself. I am sorry, please, my boy, know that if there is any help you ever need, ask and I will do everything in my power to help you.” He blinked, he glanced at Harry who shrugged and Hermione looked distinctly confused
“Fawkes,” He called out, and the phoenix appeared immediately much to Dumbledore’s shock, he held out his arm and the phoenix landed and he chirped softly, asking Fawkes how Dumbledore really was, Fawkes trilled back,
“He’s lying.” He hummed and eyed the phoenix and then shrugged
“Alright, It will take me some time, but of course I trust and believe in you Headmaster Dumbledore, multiverse theory has always been a fascination for me.” He said and Dumbledore smiled that twinkle was back
“Jamie,” Hermione bit her lip
“Phoenix’ are the most trustworthy source on Dumbledore, Phoenixes cannot be bound by any magicks, they give their loyalty only to those who prove themselves and are notoriously hard to sway and only for someone who is of purer heart.” He recited and she nodded, turning back to Dumbledore and raising the silencing charm again as he went back to his plans. Dumbledore turned his attention back to the Gryffindors, understanding that he needed time and space to work through the knowledge that he got. Hermione, Ron, and Harry understood exactly what he said, but Dumbledore did not. Fawkes was loyal to Harry not Dumbledore, he answered to anyone truly loyal to those he was loyal to after all.
“Hello.” He jumped at James Potter, finally getting impatient and demanding attention, “Harry, you grounded him from Quidditch, what position is he in?” James asked and he heard someone smack their forehead and hiss
“James, don't ask one of your sons about the other!”
“But-”
“But nothing!” He was shocked to know the one speaking was Remus Lupin,
“It’s fine, I’m used to this, Slytherin disappointment of the family here, anyways Harry is a seeker and a good one.” He went on to tell James all about the first time Harry saw a broom, how it responded to him with barely any need to put command in his voice, how he took to the air like a natural, “When he completes his animagus form, once he gets on the registry in this world he will be a bird of some kind.” He said with pride. “Of course he’ll be disappointed as he wants to follow in our father’s footsteps,” He paused and explained” our father, when he became an auror, he got on the registry and became a Stag. He was recorded as being majestic, proud, and the king of the forest on the registry. I reckon mother didn’t like that much because a note was added that the one who presided over his transformation was fired a week later.” James went fully red and laughed awkwardly
“You mean James,”
“Dumbledore said this was an alternate universe so technically no, in this universe he might be a bird.” James giggled awkwardly and said
“Maybe, we’ll just have to wait and see, oh what does Harry like to do?”
“Quidditch,” He said, “Find trouble.” He added with a nod, “In case the story about them going to find a werewolf pack on the full moon wasn’t enough to prove that,” He told them all about first year, Harry finding the troll, the three headed dog, going after the stone and the professor he thought was going to steal the stone. “Honestly,” He sighed and shook his head, “The second year started and Harry decided driving a flying car was a great old idea instead of sending Professor McGonagall a letter asking for help getting to school when the gateway to the train station was magically closed. Then when he heard a voice saying “let me kill you” he runs right towards it” James was staring in dawning horror,
“Oh no,” He muttered as Sirius laughed loudly
“HE TAKES AFTER YOU!” Sirius shouted gleefully
“Yes thank you James, you can stop telling our alternate father all about my adventures.” Harry interrupted wrapping himself around him.
“Oh? You don’t want to tell them about the third year when you went after the serial killer who was trying to bloody kill you?”
“No!” Harry quickly yelled and blanched at the look at James’ face
“Please tell me you grounded him!” James said to Jamie who nodded “Good.”
“Hey! That’s not fair, Jamie followed!”
“To keep you alive. Honestly if you didn’t have me and Hermione I truly wonder if you and Ron would have survived…then again I remember your most recent endeavor, the polyjuice incident when you could have just asked me, and I am reminded that Hermione is also the problem.” He sighed “Neither of you can convince me it wasn’t her plan on approaching the werewolves, nope not with her mini crush on our werewolf professor in Third year.” He said and Hermione hushed him going completely red, he just raised an eyebrow
“You had a crush on him too!” she defended
“Yeah but I channeled it into perfecting the Wolf’s Bane potion, which thank you for reminding me.” He wrote down that he needed to remake that and supply Lupin with it.
“Anyways Dumbledore said that Hogwarts has already adjusted to our presence, and that you will be provided proper robes-”
“Oh thank everything,” He muttered and she laughed
“So I guess we should meet our dorm mates?” He nodded, turned towards the slytherin table and turned right back around with a whimper, he forgot temporarily that he was wearing Regulus Black’s clothes. Hermione eyed him, his outfit, remembered his letter and then burst into laughter
“IT WAS LAUNDRY DAY SHUT UP!” He hissed “And you KNOW that elf, when he gets an idea in his head,” He shook his head with a groan, “Sometimes I regret letting uncle blood adopt me-oh shit.”
“Oh shit!” Hermione yelped as they realized just what he said and he cringed, leave Regulus alone in that hellhole or take the safe route and go home?
“The fight for custody over you,” Ron said with a nod, Harry blinked and then he was clinging to Jamie who just smiled at him because Harry always made him feel warm and wanted.
“Nope, he’s a Potter, he’s my twin, He’s staying with me. Our uncle's temporary lapse of sanity and need to prove his love to his brother aside, he is a Potter.”
“I love you too, Harry.” He said softly and Hermione cooed at them while Ron raised his hands in defeat and muttered
“Ruin my fun why don’t you, I wanted to see that woman get hexed into next week”
“That’s only because her painting called you, what was it again?” He grinned and Ron shoved a bun in Jamie’s mouth
“Nope, no repeating, she’s still in my nightmares and she was only a painting!”
“Anyways there won’t be any hexing of her because James is staying with me.”
“Wow for some reason I always forget it's you that's the possessive twin.” Hermione murmured and they stared at her, Jamie swallowed the bite of bun he took and pointed at her with it
“Hermione,” She looked at him “We are BOTH possessive I just show it differently” He said
“Yep.” Harry said gleefully and laughed at their faces which were showing horror. Harry gave him one last hug and sent him on his way.