Fixing the past (Sirry)

Chapter 2

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It was a calm night in number 4 Privet Drive. The family owner of the house were in their respective rooms sleeping, Mr. Vernon Dursley and Mrs. Petunia Dursley and their son Dudley; but they weren't the only ones living in that place.

Inside the cupboard under the stairs, a child was celebrating his fifth birthday at exactly 12 p.m. because he knew that when the sun raise nobody would remember that event supposed to be special.

When the last chime of 12 rang, a strong headache attacked the boy with glasses and messy hair, he took the worn out sheet and bit it with all his strength to muffle his groans of pain and not wake his family.

"But they are not" he said  in his mind while it cleared "They're not my family"

"My name is Harry Potter" he said in whispers "My father was James Potter and my mother was Lilian Black, not Lily Evans, she wasn't an Evans"

He looked his hands and realized he was smaller than what he remembered at 10 years, he touched his face and realized he had baby fat and that wasn't normal in his scrawny ten year old face, he revised his body and realized it was clean.

"My first permanent wound was the morning of my fifth birthday " he remembered "What the hell went wrong?"

"I can use this to my favour" he thoughtful said "It'll be better if I call Aunt Walburga"

He sat leg crossed in his uncomfortable bed, he saw his 'bedroom' and that was all he needed to decided he wouldn't pass six more years when he didn't belong here, besides he got used to a bed and clothes his size, he wouldn't be in a muggle's place more than necessary.

"Epidorthósteton chámeno desmó, afíste to aíma mou na sas kathodigísei, anazitíste tin oikogéneiá mou, epeisí to aíma apokaleí aíma"* he said in fluid greek, Hermione was inflexible in three hours of correcting his pronunciation.

*(Repair the lost bond, may my blood guide you, seek my family, because blood calls blood)

"Hermione, Ron" he whispered "We'll have years to plan" he fell asleep with a smile thinking in how surprised the Dursley's would be when is great-uncles Orion and Walburga come to take him.
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Almost four years had passed and she still couldn't sleep fully, she felt different, it had been years of madness and confusion in her head and when everything cleared up, her family was destroyed, she had erased Sirius from the family tree when he openly denied his family in his graduation, they had not disinherited him but they erased his face from the tapestry, she regretted having done it but she could not back down, she didn't know how.

The memory of that day tormented her every time she closed her eyes, she didn't understand what she could do.

- "Please" her son begged, his gray eyes equal to hers looking at her with madness, pain and hope "Find him, find Harry"

"You want me to find the boy?" she asked horrified "For what?"

"He's my soul mate" he said in a pained whisper "You know what that means, please, find him and take care of him"

"How do you want me to take care of him? They won't let me get close to him" she desperately said "They say you killed his parents, that you sold them to you-know-who"

"I'm innocent, I didn't do it!" he said with desperation while his knuckles turned white behind the bars "I swear I didn't do it, you have to believe me"