Harry Potter: Another Chance

Chapter 3: Dreams

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Chapter 3: Dreams

Harry found himself inside a big garden, to his left was a luxurious mansion, and to his right was a very dense forest.

In front of him was a familiar girl with dark red hair and green eyes like his own ones.

This time she did not look angry, but instead, she looked afraid.

"Harry, please stop. You are scaring me." She said.

The reason for her fear became obvious very quickly. The owner of these memories was holding a wand and pointing it to the girl, who he was now sure must be his sister.

"SHUT UP!. It's always You…You are the favorite one, always…ALWAYS!." He moved the wand around threateningly.

The girl started to tear up.

"I'm not -"

"SHUT UP!. If only You and Holly were not here…it would be just me. They would have to love me then. Dad would have to be proud of me then!" His voice seems to be getting more deranged.

He kept pointing the wand that he stole at his sister.

The girl was backing down without looking and tripped over a stone poking from the ground, making her fall on her back and crying in pain.

"Let's see…the book said it was something like this." He then made a circular wand motion that ended with the wand pointed at his sister.

"Reduct-"

Something went wrong, the spell was not cast correctly and an explosion occurred.

The dream stopped there and Harry woke up.

"Harry, good morning." Lily was still sitting at the side of his bed, She looked very tired.

"G-good m-mo-ornig" Harry said slowly and with difficulty.

His mother's eyes opened wide and she gasped.

"You are talking!, That's great. You had me a bit worried there. Your father was here last night, he promised to visit during his break from work." She smiled.

The door opened up and the same healer from the day before walked in.

"Good morning Miss Potter and Mister Potter." He took a seat next to Harry.

"How are you feeling today?."

"B-bet-tter" Harry said.

"I see." He then pulled a potion. "Drink this, it will help you recover a bit faster."

Harry drank the potion and felt all of the muscles of his body recover a little bit.

"H-how l-long." Harry said.

"We'll get to that. But first I need to ask you some questions." The healer pulled up a small book of notes and a quill.

"What is the last thing you remember?"

Harry tried but He didn't seem to have access to any memories of the previous owner of this body, other than the dreams.

'Was last night's dream the last thing that happened? Did the previous Harry actually die while trying to kill his own sister and I somehow ended up taking his place?... I have so many questions.' Harry's thoughts were a mess.

"I d-dont know." Harry thought that it was the safest answer. He could not possibly explain what happened to him.

The healer nodded.

"In which part of England is your house located?" He then asked.

Harry looked confused. He had no idea, it didn't seem like this version of his parents was living in Godric Hollow if that garden from his dream was their home.

"I don't know. " He said, this time with less difficulty to speak.

"Harry? What do you mean, you don't know?" Lily asked in confusion.

"Miss Potter, please, let me continue." The healer said and his mother backed down.

"What about an easy one? What is your mother's name?" He asked.

"Lily Potter," Harry answered quickly.

"What about your father?"

"James Potter"

The healer nodded.

"What is your sister's name?" He asked.

Harry looked troubled once more.

'Crap…I think one of her names was mentioned in the dream, but I cannot remember it…it was something with H.'

"I..forgot," Harry said, looking a bit ashamed.

His mother gasped and looked at Harry with worry, but did not interrupt the healer.

"I see…One last question. What is your date of birth?" He asked.

This one, Harry knew well.

"July, 31. 1980" Harry answered.

His mother looked at him with concern once more and Harry didn't understand why.

The healer frowned.

"That's not what I have written here. Miss Potter?" The healer turned to Lily for clarification.

"It's actually, July, 5. 1980." She said.

"Very well. I'll be back in a bit." The healer stood from his chair and started to walk towards the door.

Lily approached him and whispered.

"Is there something wrong with him?, Why can't he remember those things?"

"Is still too early to say, I need to consult with a colleague of mine. Now, if You excuse me." The healer made his way out of the room.

Lily turned to Harry and tried to give him a reassuring smile but it was obvious that she was very worried.

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Sometime later, James Potter arrived at the hospital and came into the room.

When He looked at his son, Harry could tell that his father was happy to see him but also very angry.

"James!" Lily went to greet her husband and the two of them hugged.

"Hey, Lil. How is he?" He whispered.

"The Healer is still doing some tests…but for now, just talk to him," Lily said, not wanting to discuss her son's condition in front of him.

James approached Harry's bed and sat down.

"Hi son, how do you feel?." James greeted with mixed feelings.

'I guess he knows what the other Harry did to end up in the hospital. If I remember correctly, James Potter was an auror before being killed.' Harry concluded.

"I'm feeling fine, Dad. " He said slowly. The potion the healer gave him was doing effect and his difficulty speaking was vanishing.

Before James had a chance to say anything else, the door opened again and two men entered, One was the healer that previously attended Harry.

"Ah, Mister Potter, is good to see you again. This is my colleague." He pointed to the older man next to him. "He is one of the best mind healers in Saints Mungo. I called him here to take a look at your child."

"A mind healer?" James asked in confusion before looking at Lily.

Lily was going to start explaining when the Healer intervened.

"I believe it would be better if we discuss this in my office." Giving a passing glance at Harry.

"My colleague will perform an evaluation of your son's state in the meantime."

James nodded and followed the healer. Lily gave one last smile to Harry before leaving too.

Once they are gone, the mind healer will perform a long series of questions, ranging from personal information to some general knowledge.

Then he asked Harry to perform some simple tests like recognizing shapes or specific objects in pictures.

Harry tried to answer truthfully whenever he could and would claim ignorance when it came to questions about his personal life.

That wasn't a lie either because he didn't really remember anything that the previous Harry had done, aside from those dreams.

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