A/N: Before starting this story, please read the disclaimer in the story details. Also please comment and tell me how it is! Bold parts are from the book.

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'I think we're in Voldemort's wand' whispered Lily to the people around her as they were propelled forward through a dark tunnel. As the tiny dot of light drew nearer and nearer, her husband whispered near her ear ' We're going to see him Lily, our little boy, after all these years.' his voice breaking.

Lily held her breath as she was finally thrown out of the dark tunnel. Her eyes fell on Harry, and they misted over. Her little baby only fifteen months old when she had left him was now nearly fifteen years old. And here he was, fighting for his life, at only fourteen. She tried to say something to him, to convey how much she had missed him; but she couldn't. Instead, she murmured quietly ' Your father's coming Harry... He wants to see you... It'll be alright... Hold on...

Out of the corner of her eye she saw James fall out of Voldemort's wand and straighten up. He too looked ecstatic to see his son, who was the splitting image of him, but with Lily's eyes. He whispered to Harry, making sure Voldemort didn't hear. 'When the connection is broken, we will linger for only moments... but we will give you time... you must get to the Portkey, it will return you to Hogwarts... do you understand, Harry?' 'Yes.' Harry gasped. It was very obvious that he was struggling to hold on.

'Harry...' Cedric Diggory whispered. 'Take my body back, will you? Take my body back to my parents...' 'Yes' gasped Harry again. He was now struggling more than ever to hold on and they knew he would not be able to hold it for much longer.

'Do it now.' James whispered to Harry. 'Be ready to run... do it now.' 'NOW!' Harry screamed as he broke the connection. As much as they longed to, neither James nor Lily looked around for their son, they were too busy blocking Voldemort's gaze. Voldemort looked both angry and shocked as he tried to shoo them away. Then, everything went black.

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A strange disturbance was taking place at Godric's Hollow. More specifically at James and Lily's grave. Cracks were appearing on the grave; and then with a loud CRASH! the grave broke open and James and Lily floated out of it, clearly unconscious and breathing, and landed softly on the dewy grass below them. Then with a loud CRACK! their bodies vanished and appeared in Dumbledore's Office the very same time as Harry and Cedric arrived at Hogwarts.

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(For the sake of the story, McGonnagal (spelling?) will not spot them when she goes to leave Sirius there. Also, Harry will collapse while he tells Dumbledore what happened in the graveyard, James and Lily will be awake then and also questioned before Harry comes in.)

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James groaned. He was aching all over. Then all the memories came flooding back to him... telling Lily to run... taunting Voldemort... then the flash of green light... However; he did not remember all those years watching over Harry and what happened in the graveyard. 'Harry' he gasped opening his eyes and sitting up, only to come face to face with two wands.

He looked to his left; and there was Lily sitting up with the same confusion on her face. 'Where's Harry?' They both gasped out frantically sitting up. 'Who are you?!' snarled Sirius. 'Padfoot its us, James and Lily, your best friends. 'No, you're not! James and Lily are dead!' 'Perhaps Sirius; we should question them with Veritaserum, instead of yelling pointlessly.' said Dumbledore pointedly.

He put three drops of Veritaserum on James and Lily's tongue, and their faces immediately relaxed to blank looks, indicating it was working.

'What is your name?'

'James Fleamont Potter.'

'What was your mother's name?'

'Euphemia Potter nee Black.'

'What is your wife's and son's name?'

'Lily Potter nee Evans and Harry James Potter.'

'What is your Animagus and your Patronus?'

'Both are a stag.'

'Who were your best friends at Hogwarts and who was your secret keeper?'

'My best friends were Sirius, Remus and Peter. Peter was our secret keeper after Sirus suggested a switch.'

'Lastly' Sirius intervened ' when did we become Animagi and why? What were our nicknames for the Marauder's Map?

'We became Animagi in fifth year, to help Remus with his furry little problem. Our nicknames were, Remus is Moony, Sirius is Padfoot, I am Prongs and Peter is Wormtail.

'Its really him Sirius' said Dumbledore as he administered the antidote and he turned to question Lily, while Sirius dragged James aside and demanded him to turn into Prongs. As James complied and turned back; Lily's questioning was over. But before Sirius could hug James he rushed over to Lily, and Sirius followed. 'Well?' demanded Sirius, hoping that it was Lily.

'Its really them Sirius.' said Dumbledore. Sirius tuned to them looking them up and down, as though still not convinced. They hadn't aged a day. Then before James or Lily knew what was happening, Sirius had tackled them in a huge bear hug. They hugged him right back. After a couple of minutes, they separated and once again, the newly alive couple bombarded Dumbledore and Sirius with questions.

'Where is Harry?' 'How long has it been?' Why do you look so old Sirius?' Is Harry alright?' ' Where is Harry?'

Dumbledore held up a hand. 'James, Lily, Harry is alive and safe. It has been fourteen years - since you died. This year the Triwizard Tournament was held at Hogwarts. Harry was chosen as fourth champion. Tonight, was the third task. I think you need to hear this for yourself.'

He cast a disillusionment charm over them and sent a Patronus to McGonnagal (again spelling?) to bring Harry. Five minutes later, she was there with Harry, who looked even worse.

Sirius face was white and gaunt as it had beenwhen he had escaped Azkaban. In one swift moment,he had crossed the room."Harry, are you all right? I knew it - I knewsomething like this - what happened?"His hands shook as he helped Harry into a chair infront of the desk."What happened?" he asked more urgently.Dumbledore began to tell Sirius everything BartyCrouch had said. Harry was only half listening. Sotired every bone in his body was aching, he wantednothing more than to sit here, undisturbed, for hoursand hours, until he fell asleep and didn't have tothink or feel anymore.

There was a soft rush of wings. Fawkes the phoenixhad left his perch, flown across the office, and landedon Harry's knee."Lo, Fawkes," said Harry quietly. He stroked thephoenix's beautiful scarlet-and-gold plumage. Fawkesblinked peacefully up at him. There was somethingcomforting about his warm weight.Dumbledore stopped talking. He sat down oppositeHarry, behind his desk. He was looking at Harry, whoavoided his eyes. Dumbledore was going to questionhim. He was going to make Harry relive everything."I need to know what happened after you touched thePortkey in the maze, Harry," said Dumbledore.

"We can leave that till morning, can't we,Dumbledore?" said Sirius harshly. He had put a handon Harry's shoulder. "Let him have a sleep. Let himrest."Harry felt a rush of gratitude toward Sirius, so did James and Lily butDumbledore took no notice of Sirius's words. Heleaned forward toward Harry.

Very unwillingly, Harryraised his head and looked into those blue eyes."If I thought I could help you," Dumbledore saidgently, "by putting you into an enchanted sleep andallowing you to postpone the moment when youwould have to think about what has happenedtonight, I would do it. But I know better. Numbing thepain for a while will make it worse when you finallyfeel it. You have shown bravery beyond anything Icould have expected of you. I ask you to demonstrateyour courage one more time. I ask you to tell us whathappened." James and Lily silently agreed but at the same time they did not want anything Harry reliving everything, since from his face it seemed that it was very painful to remember.

The phoenix let out one soft, quavering note. Itshivered in the air, and Harry felt as though a drop ofhot liquid had slipped down his throat into hisstomach, warming him, and strengthening him.He took a deep breath and began to tell them. As hespoke, visions of everything that had passed thatnight seemed to rise before his eyes; he saw thesparkling surface of the potion that had revivedVoldemort; he saw the Death Eaters Apparatingbetween the graves around them; he saw Cedric'sbody, lying on the ground beside the cup. Lily was horrified. Her baby had gone through so much and he was so young! She began sobbing silently and James held her to show his support, although he was equally horrified himself.

Once or twice, Sirius made a noise as though about tosay something, his hand still tight on Harry'sshoulder, but Dumbledore raised his hand to stophim, and Harry was glad of this, because it was easierto keep going now he had started. It was even a relief; he felt almost as though something poisonous werebeing extracted from him.

It was costing him every bitof determination he had to keep talking, yet he sensedthat once he had finished, he would feel better.When Harry told of Wormtail piercing his arm withthe dagger, however, Sirius and James let out a vehementexclamation and Dumbledore stood up so quickly thatHarry started. Dumbledore walked around the deskand told Harry to stretch out his arm. Harry showedthem both the place where his robes were torn andthe cut beneath them.

"He said my blood would make him stronger than ifhe'd used someone else's," Harry told Dumbledore."He said the protection my - my mother left in me -he'd have it too. And he was right - he could touchme without hurting himself, he touched my face." Lily's sobbing increased and even James has succumbed to tears.

For a fleeting instant, Harry thought he saw a gleamof something like triumph in Dumbledore's eyes. Butnext second, Harry was sure he had imagined it, forwhen Dumbledore had returned to his seat behindthe desk, he looked as old and weary as Harry hadever seen him."Very well," he said, sitting down again. "Voldemorthas overcome that particular barrier. Harry, continue,please."Harry went on; he explained how Voldemort hademerged from the cauldron and told them all hecould remember of Voldemort's speech to the DeathEaters.

Then he told how Voldemort had untied him,returned his wand to him, and prepared to duel.But when he reached the part where the golden beamof light had connected his and Voldemort's wands, hefound his throat obstructed. He tried to keep talking, but the memories of what had come out ofVoldemort's wand were flooding into his mind. Hecould see Cedric emerging, see the old man, BerthaJorkins ... his father ... his mother ...He was glad when Sirius broke the silence."The wands connected?" he said, looking from Harryto Dumbledore. "Why?"Harry looked up at Dumbledore again, on whose facethere was an arrested look."Priori Incantatem, " he muttered.

His eyes gazed into Harry's and it was almost asthough an invisible beam of understanding shotbetween them."The Reverse Spell effect?" said Sirius sharply."Exactly," said Dumbledore. "Harry's wand andVoldemort's wand share cores. Each of them containsa feather from the tail of the same phoenix. Thisphoenix, in fact," he added, and he pointed at thescarlet-and-gold bird, perching peacefully on Harry'sknee."My wand's feather came from Fawkes?" Harry said,amazed."Yes," said Dumbledore. "Mr. Ollivander wrote to tellme you had bought the second wand, the momentyou left his shop four years ago.""So what happens when a wand meets its brother?"said Sirius.

"They will not work properly against each other," said Dumbledore. "If,however, the owners of the wandsforce the wands to do battle ... a very rare effect willtake place. One of the wands will force the other toregurgitate spells it has performed - in reverse. Themost recent first ... and then those which preceded it...."He looked interrogatively at Harry, and Harry nodded."Which means," said Dumbledore slowly, his eyesupon Harry's face, "that some form of Cedric musthave reappeared."Harry nodded again."Diggory came back to life?" said Sirius sharply."No spell can reawaken the dead," said Dumbledoreheavily.

"All that would have happened is a kind ofreverse echo. A shadow of the living Cedric wouldhave emerged from the wand ... am I correct, Harry?""He spoke to me," Harry said. He was suddenlyshaking again. "The ... the ghost Cedric, or whateverhe was, spoke.""An echo," said Dumbledore, "which retained Cedric'sappearance and character. I am guessing other suchforms appeared ... less recent victims of Voldemort'swand. ...""An old man," Harry said, his throat still constricted."Bertha Jorkins. And ...""Your parents?" said Dumbledore quietly."Yes," said Harry.

Sirius's grip on Harry's shoulder was now so tight it was painful."The last murders the wand performed," saidDumbledore, nodding. "In reverse order. More wouldhave appeared, of course, had you maintained theconnection. Very well, Harry, these echoes, theseshadows ... what did they do?"Harry described how the figures that had emergedfrom the wand had prowled the edges of the goldenweb, how Voldemort had seemed to fear them, howthe shadow of Harry's father had told him what to do,how Cedric's had made its final request.At this point, Harry found he could not continue. Helooked around at Sirius and saw that he had his facein his hands. He hated himself for it, but he was infact hiding a small smile. Harry would soon meet his parents

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Harry's POV

He was feeling very dizzy, and black spots were dancing in his vision. The night had been very exhausting for him. He just wanted to sleep... but it seemed like Dumbledore had a lot to ask. Dumbledore opened his mouth and asked him something, but he could not hear. There was a funny ringing in his ears and the last thing he felt as he passed out, was strong arms catching him.

Harry's POV over

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James could see that Harry was getting increasingly tired. He looked like he was about to pass out. Which he did a few minutes later. James rushed forward and caught him just in time before he hit his head on the ground. 'He needs the hospital wing now! he cried his anger directed at Dumbledore.

As they made their way to the hospital wing with Harry on a stretcher, James and Lily couldn't help voicing their worries out loud. ' Don't worry Lily, James' said Sirius, who also has a Disillusionment Charm on him. 'Harry is strong, he has done things like this a lot. 'What do you mean?' asked James sharply. 'You'll see.'

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A/N: So how did you like the chapter? Hope it was good. The next part will be up as soon as I get enough votes and comments and a little free time from my busy schedule.