Harry Potter is actually Harry malfoy

3 - Memories

Harry's POV:

"Hadar, my baby boy. Welcome home"

Those simple words...

So many colours  flashed through my head

No...

They were memories....

For the longest time, I could remember every single piece of my life, both the good and bad ever since I was born and was able to open my eyes. But that one memory was blurred and yet stood out from the rest...

Now they were clear

They were memories of my mom

My final moments before I was taken away from her arms

I burst into tears and leapt into her arms seeking the warmth and comfort again

I could feel one of her arms wrap around my torso and the other petting my hair

"Mom, I missed you"

I probably didn't say it clearly for I was just simply crying

"You remember?"

I took a few deep breaths in order to calm myself down

"I remember everything mom, from the minute I was born to now. I remember every single thing that has happened in my life. The good and bad"

"You remember being taken?"

"Yes...."

"I'm going to kill dumbledore!"

I peeked around my mother to see a women pacing back and forth angrily

Must be aunt Bella?

"Hadar, meet aunt bellatrix or Bella or trix for short"

Aunt Bella stopped her pacing once she heard heard name be called and walked over to me with a smile

"Nice to see you again Aunty Bella"

"You remember seeing me?"

"Like I said, I remember every single moment in my life. So I saw you as a baby. Granted you were younger back then but you're still the same and just as beautiful"

"You flatter me my dear nephew... it's great to have you back"

I smiled at my aunt, my only memory of her may have been with my mother with her looking over moms shoulder at me but still a memory I cherish nevertheless

"Hadar?"

I heard a quiet voice from behind both mom and aunt to see Malf.... I mean Draco let go of himself with tears still streaming down his face but looking very afraid

So I took the initiative to walk over to him to show him that it was okay to approach me despite our history together

"Draco, it's okay"

That simple sentence lead to Draco jumping into my arms and hugging me tightly

"I'm so sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

He wouldn't stop wailing and apologizing

"Hadar, if I had known, I would've never hurt you in the first place! Please forgive me little brother! I'm sorry for everything! I'm sorry!"

I wrapped my arms around him tightly, I have no memories of us as babies, only him bullying me but that's okay

"Draco, I forgive you, your little brother is back and I'm not leaving this time"