202A/N: Ok so, this is gonna to sound really déjà vu-ish to you big HP fans, but this idea randomly came into my head when I was in the car with my family. I hope you enjoy it. Feel free to shoot me a review.
"Not the stone, boy, you - the effort involved nearly killed you. For one terrible moment there I was afraid it had. As for the stone…
"It has been put to good use."
"Good use?" Harry said blankly, "Is your friend Nicholas using it still?"
"Oh you know about Nicholas? You did do the ting properly. No, actually, Nicholas and I have had a little chat, and he has decided to set his affairs in order then depart from this world."
"What? Why?"
"To one as young as you I'm sure it seems incredible, but for Nicholas and Perenelle, it really is like going to bed after a very very long day. After all, to the well-organized mind, death is but the nest great adventure."
(Ok let's skip over everything we already know Harry said shall we? Let's say we skip to… On the Hogwarts express about to pull into the station yeah?)
"Busy year?" Molly said.
"Very, thanks for the fudge and the sweater Mrs. Weasley."
"Oh it was nothing, dear"
"Ready are you?"
It was Uncle Vernon (blah blah blah)
"You must be Harry's family."
"No," a woman's voice said, catching the attention of everyone, "They aren't his real family." Harry didn't recognize the voice, but he didn't miss the way Aunt Petunia tensed, so, Harry decided to look behind him where the voice came from, and he was met the smiling face of… His mother?
"L-Lily?" Petunia said, obviously scared, "N-No this… This can't be. Y-You're dead."
"We were dead," A man said, walking up and putting his arm around Lily's waist; it was Harry's father.
Molly, who had been shocked into speechlessness, finally spoke up with a timid, "How?"
Lily Potter opened her mouth to answer, but Hermione beat her to it, "The Sorcerer's Stone! Harry didn't you say Dumbledore told you it was put to good use?"
Harry could only nod, dumbstruck at the fact that his parents were alive, standing before him with smiles on their faces.
"Well, son, want to introduce us to your friends?" James Potter asked, turning to face the son he had died to protect.
Harry nodded dumbly again before he turned around and introduced Hermione first ("She's a muggleborn like you mum, and really smart") then Ron ("He was my best friend since the train ride to Hogwarts") then Fred and George ("They are really funny.") then he turned to his Aunt and Uncle with a happy grin on his face.
"So does this mean we don't have to take care of you anymore, boy?" Uncle Vernon said, face even more purple than usual at the appearance of the Potters.
"Nope," James answered for his son, "You lot can just go along on your merry muggle way and you'll never have to hear from us again."
With a happy grunt, Uncle Vernon turned and left towards the car with Dudley in tow, Petunia remained for only a millisecond longer. She looked as if she wanted to say something to her sister, but decided against it and went off to join her husband and son in their waiting car.
Lily looked after them with a sad look in her eyes, Harry was sure his mother was hurt, but he was so unsure of what to do that he just stood there staring at his parents.
"Well… Have a good summer Harry," Hermione said nervously, "It was nice to meet you Mr. and Mrs. Potter."
"It was a pleasure to meet you as well Hermione." James responded kindly, smiling at the little girl.
"Bye Hermione." Harry said, coming out of his slight daze.
"I'll be sure to write." Hermione said, flinging her arms around her two best friend's necks before running to join her family.
"Well… I'll still invite you over to stay Harry. Keep a look out for my owl yeah?" Ron said before enveloping Harry in a tight, brotherly hug and leaving behind his brothers.
"Goodbye Lily, James. I'm so happy that you're back with us." Molly said with teary eyes.
"Believe us, we're happy too." Lily said, giving the red-head woman a hug, "Thank you for sending him the Christmas gifts."
"It was no problem at all. Come by and visit us sometime."
"Will do."
And with that, Mrs. Weasley left after her boys, her daughter still holding firmly onto her mother's hand.
"Now, Harry, what do you say we go home?" Lily said, looking at her son like only a mother could.
"B-But I was told that it was destroyed. When Voldemort (Harry was happy to see that his parents didn't flinch when he said the name) tried to kill me."
"Don't worry about that son, we still have Potter Manor." James said, putting his hand reassuringly on Harry's shoulder.
"M-Manor?" Harry stuttered. He knew his family had money, but a manor?
"You didn't know? The Potters are the richest family in the wizarding world." James said, looking smug and arrogant when he said it too.
"What about the Malfoys?" Harry shot back, surely they were the richest, Draco sure acted like it.
"Are you kidding they don't even stand a chance!" James said, laughing as though the thought was hilarious. Harry laughed along with him, still very unsure on how to act around the parents he had never known before now. Almost as if sensing how tense her son was, Lily Potter bent down in front of him.
"Harry," She started, looking into the eyes exactly like her own, "I know that this must be very unnerving, but baby your father and I love you so much, and we just want to be a family with you once more."
"I'm just not sure that this isn't some huge dream."
"Oh sweetheart, I'm so sorry that this had to happen to you. Leaving you was the hardest thing we've ever had to do, but this isn't a dream, you're father and I are back, for good."
Suddenly, Harry broke and jumped into his mother's arms, seeking the comfort he had always wanted, but had never gotten. He wanted to feel the love that had saved him, the love that he hadn't felt for ten years. Soon, James too joined in and hugged his family close, and it made Harry feel so warm and safe, that he wanted to stay there forever. But, people were staring, so the little family got up, and James grabbed onto Harry's shoulder in a fatherly way and led him out onto the crowded streets of London.
"Well, let's walk to Diagon Alley and then we'll take the floo over to Potter Manor." James said in an authoritative voice Harry guessed had come with being a father.
"Alright. Are you ready to go home Harry? You're real home?" Lily asked Harry, turning to look at him.
Harry thought over it for a minute, Home? So far, he only thought of Hogwarts as a true home. What would it feel like to actually have a nice bedroom? Clothes that he could call his own? But the most important question that popped into Harry's head was, what would it feel like to have his parents back? To have a family that loved him? A family that ate, slept, and lived magic? After a moment of consideration, he looked at his mother with a determined look on his face before he said, "I've never been more ready for anything."
And as his parents lead him to Diagon Alley, Harry decided that this was the best moment of his life. Better than when he found out he was a wizard, better than meeting Ron, better than becoming seeker, even better than winning the house cup. This was the moment he wouldn't trade for anything in the world, but would trade anything in the world for.
A/N alright so what did you guys think of the first chapter? Like I said the idea just popped in my mind so I wanted to share it with you guys. Please comment if you liked it. And I'll let you in on a secret, the more comments I get the faster the second Chapter will appear. So tell your friends to shoot me a review, and while you're at it, why don't you click that little alert button and heck why not go the whole nine yards at hit that favorite button too. Thanks for reading.
Your humble and obedient,
Malfoy.