Potter ~ Harry Potter x IT (wtm)

0. PROLOGUE

It was a chilly morning, every student sat in the great hall wearing their house uniform. Harry Potter was sat at the Gryffindor table with his two best friends, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. Them, like everyone else, were talking nonsense. For instants, what happened in DADA, or Ron constantly asking Hermione for the Astronomy homework since he forgot to do it.

Rhys Potter was sat at his house table, conversing with Mattheo Riddle and Theodore Nott. He was loosening his green and silver tie when a large bang echoed through the whole hall, effectively making everyone silent and turn towards the staff table in wonder. The headmaster, Dumbledore, was stood at the podium in the centre.

"As you all may remember, the schedule has changed for today by request of the Ministry, meaning we shall all stay in this hall, only leaving when necessary, until further notice-", before he could continue speaking, the students realised this meant no classes, causing an uproar of cheers and excited shouting to their friends. This included Rhys, nudging, elbowing, and hitting Lorenzo Berkshire, making sure he wasn't the only the only one hearing this, even though he clearly wasn't.

There was a fair few students that groaned, mainly the 7th years who were going to do their O.W.L.S soon and this meant there would be less time for them to study, but every single student still had the spark of excitement of no classes.

When Dumbledore had enough of the noise, he held his wand up to his neck, making his voice project across the hall, louder than the students themselves.

"SILENCE!"

Not a word from anyone.

Well, anyone except Enzo, Mattheo and Rhys who were giggling to each other, the Potter boy telling the other two how if he strained anymore he might shit himself, or die.

"Mr Potter, Mr Berkshire and Mr Riddle, is there something you'd like to tell us?" The deafening voice of the headmaster questioned them.

"No, sir. They're very sorry." Theo cut in, saving them from the wrath of a professor once again.

"Very well. Now, as I was saying... We shall be expecting some visitors also. So, please, all I ask is that everyone is on their best behaviour..." as he said this, most saw his eyes slip to the Slytherin table, widening his eyes to them, warning them not so subtly.

"Now, everyone, please enjoy your breakfast." With a wave of his hand, every table in the hall was filled with every food you could think of. Rhys didn't know the food in the morning looked so good, because in the four years he had been at Hogwarts, he had never once woke up in time for breakfast, always getting Draco Malfoy or Theo to bring him some left overs up. The left over were never too great though, always a slice of toast or two, maybe even a fried egg or bacon if he was lucky. But, today Mattheo had forced him out of bed, saying how he remembered that something was happening today, something important.

Wasting no time, they all dug in.

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About half an hour later, everyone was back to talking. The food almost gone, and the kitchen elves were clearing the empty platers off of the tables.

Once everything was cleared, another large bang was heard, only this time it wasn't from Dumbledore, but from the large amount of people who were now stood at the front of the hall.

Rhys, recognising a small group of them at the front instantly, stood up abruptly. All the people, and some students, looked towards him, before someone called out,

"Rhys?!" It was a four-eyed, loud mouthed 8th grader. Richie Tozier. "What are you doing here?" he continued to shout over at him.

At this point multiple people were looking towards him as he walked to the front of the hall, just as confused as everyone else, everyone else except the professors.

"I could ask you the same thing." He spoke when he reached the front. As he said this, he looked around at the rest of the people who came along with them. It was the whole of the losers club, their parents, the Potters Aunt Petunia Uncle Vernon and their cousin, Dudley Dursley, the rest of the Weasley family, and a group of seven, who looked about the age you would leave Hogwarts.

He recognised some of them, managing to tell it was a young Sirius Black, Remus Lupin and... Lily and James Potter.

At this point Harry had came to the front, joining his brother in looking at their dead parents, who where now in front of them.

The Weasley family had went to their children/sibling that where still in Hogwarts, older Remus Lupin was staring at his younger self, older Sirius Black doing the same to his younger self, but he was also looking at someone who looked similar to him. Rhys guessed this was the brother he had been told about.

All he could see was the two seemingly teenagers in front of him.

His parents.

"Mum...Dad?..." Harry mumbled, not understanding what was going on. Rhys couldn't speak, only let out little breaths, like he was trying to say something but couldn't. Anyone who knew the boy, would know this is one of the only times he has been stunned to silence.

James Potter was confused when he saw the boys looking at him and the young woman next to him, Lily Evans, or the love of his life in other words. "Me?" He spoke, the words catching in his throat when both boys smiled. Harry had Lily's smile, and Rhys's was a carbon copy of James. Rhys was a carbon copy of James, same smile, same eyes, same personality, same humour, same style, same everything. Nearly everything. He had Lily's shine to animals and her smarts.

Harry was just like his mother. Her eyes, her smile, her courage, her everything. Yet, he looked exactly like James. His glasses, facial structure and hair.

It was clear they were their parents.

"Yeah, he means you and Lily." Rhys finally found voice, yet he spoke so smoothly. He had James' ability to hide his emotions and change his mood easily.

"I had a child with that?!" Lily squeaked, she couldn't believe what she was hearing. Why would she, of all people, have a child - never mind two - with him, of all people?!

"I know. That's what I said when I saw the pictures of you two. 'Why him?' I asked." Rhys told her, pursing his lips into a straight line, shaking his head slightly, but still winking at his father to show he was joking.

James giggled like a school girl, "I...me...Lily...HA! I GOT THE GIRL SNIVELLOUS! IN YOUR FACE" He was now jumping around like a puppy on coke while pointing at the younger version of Severus Snape, laughing in his face. Lily ignored him, walking over to her young boys. She may have been young, but as soon as she held their faces, it was like she had known them forever. Her motherly instincts took over instantly, tears pooling in her eyes. They looked so similar to her and James, yet she also saw traces of her parents in them, traces of James mother in Rhys when she saw his tie and badge.

Lily had to look up at Rhys as he was slightly taller than her already, while Harry was roughly the same height as her, maybe a little shorter.

"I'm Harry...and this is Rhys. We're twins..." He spoke, their mother smiled, tears about to run down her face, mumbling the names to her self while looking at them both.

Rhys, feeling the need to say something, "I'm four minutes older...just saying..." Harry rolled his eyes and looked away while Lily chuckled slightly, before looking back at James then to her boys.

She laughed once more before pulling them into a large hug, James joining in too.

Everyone in the hall watched with a smile, knowing the times had been wishing for this forever.

Once they broke away, Professor McGonagall spoke up, "Shall we get started then?" The small group of four looked in her direction, seeing that the hall behind her had been transformed into a cinema set up. All the tables had been pushed to the back of the hall and comfy seats had replaced them, facing a large muggle-type screen hung at the front of the hall, covering the teachers table. The students, teachers, parents friends and co. were all sat down, waiting to begin.

Rhys saw that Richie was pointing to the seat next to him while nodding his head, so he went and sat there. Harry spotted the spare seat next to Ron, so he went and did the same. Lily and James went to take their seats next to the friends they came with.

"Everyone ready? Perfect," McGonagall spoke again, getting hushed murmurs in return, with a flick of her wand, the lights went out and eerie music started to play.