Book One: Calm Before the Storm

Chapter 15

The Question's Answered

The next day had passed and the question was still zooming around in Harry's mind. He thought of all the things he had learned when he arrived. Like details about his professors and such... maybe one of them could be his father?

He certainly knew it wasn't Tom, no matter how much he loved him...

He also wondered why Tom would lie to him all these years, and his mother, too! He knew David was Tom's real son, but... he himself was not.

Harry was sitting in the Slytherin dormitories up in his bed looking out the window with Hedwig by his side. She was sitting on the window sill.

After a while, all the facts were starting to pull together... he realized now who his true father was...

James Potter.

It all made sense now... but everyone thought Harry Potter was dead...

Well he was going to tell people that he was alive one way or another.

He heard a door open a few moments later and in came Draco along with Blaise. Draco walked over to Harry and sat down next to him, giving him a kiss on the cheek and hugging him. "Hey, how're you doing?" he asked softly.

"Better," Harry replied. "I've figured it out."

"Figured what out, love?" Draco asked quizzically, raising an eyebrow in confusion.

"Who my father is."

Draco and Blaise's eyes widened. He ... did? Since when?

"Well, who is he, love?" Draco asked, playing with a strand of Harry's hair.

"James Potter."

Blaise and Draco mentally smiled. He had gotten it right. They thought he guessed someone else like Snape or something.

"Wait...did you guys..." Harry whispered. "know about this?"

"Eh...well..."

"You did, didn't you?" Harry exclaimed, standing up from the couch he was currently sitting in. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"The Dark Lord... he didn't want us to, Harry," Draco whispered.

"But you're my best friends," Harry whispered, tears filling his eyes. "Draco, you should've told me-"

"I'm sorry, Harry!" Draco exclaimed.

Harry merely shook his head and ran out of the room with tears flowing down his face.

Draco punched the wall when Harry left. "Stupid...stupid..."

Blaise placed a hand on Draco's shoulder. "Give him some time, Draco...he'll come to realize why we never told him, and everyone else."

Draco merely nodded. "I wish we could've told him, Blaise. I really wanted to that day on the train..."

"I know, me too," Blaise said, looking out the window. "But there's nothing we can do now...just give him some time."

Draco merely nodded. 'Oh Harry...please...forgive us...Me...I love you...'

Harry was taking a stroll on the Grounds. It was only in the afternoon so he could do whatever he liked. The tears were gone from his eyes and were replaced with anger.

Why didn't they tell me? And he was on the train that day we went to Hogwarts! Harry thought to himself. Maybe...maybe they're not my friends...after all...

"Harry?" a voice asked, interrupting his thoughts.

Harry turned to see Hermione looking over at him, walking towards him, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Are you alright?"

Harry nodded. "Yeah...I found out who my real father is."

"What? So it's not...You-Know-Who?" Hermione asked. Harry and Hermione were the best of friends and told each other everything, so she knew who his 'father' was.

"No...it's..."

"Who is it, Harry?" Hermione asked softly.

"My real father...is James Potter."

James ducked behind a tree when he saw Harry and Hermione talking. A Slytherin and a Ravenclaw... he thought with a smile. Then he heard them talking.

"I found out who my real father is."

Real father? James asked himself.

He listened to the rest of the conversation and when he heard the name...it shocked him.

"James Potter."

That's...my son? he thought to himself with wide eyes. Mine and ... Lily's son? Who I thought was dead...

I know I ended it on a terribly sour note! But there WILL be a sequel I promise you there is a sequel in the works, however it won't be up for a while.