Harry sat still, watching them absorb this information. "I refuse to bind myself to Voldemort, but Tom—Tom is not him. He did sothing to himself when he was younger, a few sothings that changed him. They warped his ideals and his plan and he beca a monster."
"But Harry - he's Voldemort!" Sirius exclaid. "He's also my soulmate. Do you know what that ans?" Harry asked.
Remus, who had yet to speak, did understand. "You need him to stay alive," he said. He rembered reading the old legends and books - had even found the notion of them to be beautiful.
Sirius shut up then, but he continued to whine. "Yes," Harry said, nodding to Remus.
"But-but - he killed your parents! Jas and Lily!" Sirius said.
"I know," Harry whispered sadly. "And I will never forget that, but Tom is not to bla. That was Voldemort." "But Tom is Voldemort!" Sirius said, frustrated.
Harry sighed. "I know, but I have to try. I have to bring him back - bring him back sane. I don't have a choice. Without him, I'm dead."
Sirius stopped then as he realised what an impossible situation Harry was in. He would not allow his pup to die, but bringing back Voldemort?
"This is why I waited to tell you," Harry said. "I've found a way to bring Tom back."
"That's what you were searching f or in the Soul magic books?" Sirius asked. Remus turned to Sirius, shocked. "You knew Harry was looking into Soul magic? And you did nothing?" the wolf asked.
Sirius rubbed the back of his neck. "I trusted him."
"But—" Remus was cut off by Harry.
"I know I look like a child, but I still have my adult mind, Remy. I knew what I was doing. I was careful," Harry said.
"So what is this solution?" Remus asked warily. Soul magic was not sothing he would dabble in, even for Harry. He knew he didn't have the power to control such a branch of magic. "There's a ritual, but it's Olde magic. For each horcrux Tom made the ritual needs to be perford on a night of an Olde holiday," Harry said.
Sirius felt his eyes widen at the admission of horcrux, while Remus was unsure of the term. It was familiar, but he could recall where he had heard it.
"He created a horcrux—wait. He created multiple horcruxes?" Sirius asked in shock. One was bad enough but to create more? It was no wonder Voldemort went insane.
"He has multiple. We will be doing the ritual six tis," Harry said, careful with how he phrased it as he didn't want them to know he was a horcrux or that he was intending on remaining one as a safeguard.
"What is this ritual?" Remus asked.
Harry went on to explain the ritual and all it would involve. It wasn't necessarily a Dark ritual, but it did use and require blood willingly given - and as an Olde magic ritual, it was usually frowned upon by the Light. Olde magic was a branch of magic that, in the last few decades, had been declared Dark.
Sirius took a deep breath. He had remained silent during Harry's explanation as he worked his way through his thoughts. He would do anything for Harry, even restore the Dark Lord.
"I will help you," the animagus vowed.
Remus agreed when another thing hit him. "Harry, you've not told us how it is that you're here," he pointed out.
Harry thought back and realised he hadn't, so he continued his tale until he reached the part about the Hallows.
"You know the Tale of the Three Brothers?" he asked, before launching into his story and why he had brought up the child's fairytale.
Sirius sat gaping by the ti the tale was told. "D-Death?" he said. Harry shrugged, "Pretty much."
Remus frowned. "You could have gone back and saved your parents?" he asked, however it sounded more like a statent. He didn't understand why Harry would pick a ti where they died.
Harry frowned and thought back to what Death had told him. "Not really. I rged with my younger body and going back to a ti I didn't exist created too many reality paradoxes. I could have gone back to when they were alive, but I wouldn't have been able to save them; I would have been trapped in the body of a baby, unable to talk or control my magic. Yes, I have the magical abilities of an adult, but I am limited by my physical body," Harry tried to explain. Sirius nodded his head in understanding while Remus frowned in thought.
Sirius, however, soon got a look of consideration on his face. "Wait, how old are you?" he asked.
"Physically I'm twelve, but ntally I'm 19. I was 18 when I chose to co back," Harry said.
Sirius grinned. "This explains so much," he said, thinking about all the small things he'd noticed about the boy.
5th August 1992, Ministry courtroom 2
"Do I really have to co with you?" Sirius whined as they entered the courtroom. He understood why Harry was so against the rat now, but he still didn't want to be here. It didn't help that he now knew who Harry was and all he had been through; he didn't feel as needed anymore.
Harry rolled his eyes at his guardian and tugged at his hand. "Yes, because to the rest of the world I'm a sweet, innocent twelve-year-old who needs parental guardianship, also known as you," he said.
Sirius scoffed. "Even before I knew about you know what, I wouldn't have believed that," he joked.
Harry smirked. "Well, you're a special case then."
Looking around, Harry noticed Lucius was once again present and wondered if the man had a real job - he always seed to be at the ministry. He rembered the Malfoys owned a chain of apothecaries, but surely their vast fortune had other areas of interest.
Approaching the blond aristocrat, Harry nodded his head slightly.
Sirius, seeing who Harry acknowledged, held out his "Lucius," he said in greeting.
had hand.
Lucius wasn't surprised to see the duo and looked at the pair. Since his release, Sirius had co on leaps and bounds and appeared to be once again healthy. Looking at him, you wouldn't guess he had spent a decade in the worst wizarding prison in the UK and possibly the world.
Harrison, however, was the real eye drawer. The pre-teen held about him a grace and poise that Lucius didn't even think he was aware of. He scread power but when feeling for his magic, he gave off so little - that level of control was deceptive as usually a person doesn't learn to mask their power until much older. For a child to do so made Lucius wonder just how powerful the boy was.
"Sirius, Harrison, I trust all is well," he said in greeting. Harry smirked and nodded. "As well as can be on a day such as this," Harry said.
Lucius inclined his head. "Indeed," he said.
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