Harry was sitting in Angus' personal library reading a book when James and appeared before him. He looked up and started to smile but then he sighed and sat up. "What's up?"
"There's a lot going on up stairs. You should come see it?" James said and then took a seat on the foot rest in front of Harry.
Harry set his book aside. "What's wrong?"
James rubbed his neck and then he looked up as the sounds thunder and lightning clashed above. "Dad's in another battle again. That's third time today alone sense we started work on the Hawk's Landing."
Harry nodded. "Come on James. Let's hear it."
"I need to ask you what happened to you and how were you changed?"
"Changed what do you mean?" Harry asked.
James shrugged motioning with his hand. " You look about dad's age. Neville is about your age. He's strong wizard but he looks like your grandfather and you look like Dad's older brother. What happened to create this change?"
Harry shook his head. "I'm my proper age. This is who I am."
James stared at him. "Are you vampire?"
Harry smiled slowly. "Not the kind you would have heard about? I don't feed on human blood."
James closed his eyes. "Okay. Did you choose this to happen to you?"
Harry shook his head. "Oh no. My luck ran out one night and then there was a number of things in between. Do you want to hear the full story. I can give you a short version of it. I'm sorry I can't show you my past."
"You can't or you won't?" James asked opening his eyes.
"Both. It wasn't pleasant to go through and I'll be damned if I'll let you see what happened that day. I'm sorry to have allowed your mother to see it. I can't forgive myself for sharing that with her. Are you ready?" Harry said.
James opened his eyes. "I'm ready. What happened?"
Harry sighed leaning back in his chair and closing his eyes for second and sighed before opening his lids and staring at James with honey gold eyes.
"Damn. Okay. It was maybe thirty years. It was bloody it was a different time. All my sons were alive and their families and things were amazing. Your father had just been born and damn and I was grandfather of four grandchildren plus to on the way." Harry said quietly.
James got up and started pacing the floor before stopping in the middle of the room. "Keep going. Don't stop just keep going." He said looking at the floor. His face was paler now and his eyes seemed lost in thought.
"What are you feeling?" Harry asked.
"I'm feel like throwing up and damn. I'm sorry to put your through this Grandpa Harry. Keep going. When did it start?" He asked in a shaky voice and was blinking away tears fast.
"James. We don't have to do this?" Harry said.
James shook his head. "No. We for damn sure have to do this? And we have to do it now. Go on. I handle it."
Harry sighed tiredly. "Alright I'll give you the short hand version. It started on Angus' one year birthday. My son Sam and his brothers were called away on special mission for the ministry. I was visiting them on travel with your great grandmother. It was a fall night. I felt something strange that night that hadn't felt in decades. I told my wife to protect the family while handled who was outside."
"Go on keep going until the end." James said when Harry had paused to long of a time.
"Damn it. Several dark wizards appeared at my son's place to talk to me. We talked it out the old fashioned way. They left. That's when it began. My boys came back from their mission with new scars but they were all smiling and happy." Harry paused to stare at James face. "What's wrong?"
James shook his head. "Keep going." He said.
Harry frowned at the calm tone of James. "I made the mistake of telling them completely what happened. They didn't take it like I wanted. They took it like a game. A chance to prove themselves. It scared the hell out of me. After that the battles came and then-"
"-Stop." James said frowning at the floor. "Is this the story you showed my mother."
Harry frowned. "It's not a story. It's the truth."
James leaned his head to the side. "Okay. How did you become a vampire. Tell me the short hand version." James seemed too calm and his voice sounded to cool.
"I was with my sons when they died in the wild jungles of the Amazon. We had tracked down the person that killed my daughter in-law and grandsons. Someone had given us his location. It was a trap. We got trapped and-"
"-No. That's not right. and it doesn't make sense. James said calmly.
Harry blinked and stared at James profile in confusion. "What? James. What are you saying. I'm telling you-"
"I'm saying your lying." James said calmly. He looked at him then. "I'm telling you that your a liar. I need to know the truth. Please tell me the truth."
Harry stared at him. "Lying. What am I lying about? I can show you what happened if need be." He said rising to his feet holding out his hand. "Take my hand. I will show you the truth. Though I wanted to avoid this for you it seems like the only way."
James shook his head. "No thanks. You would only show me what you wanted me to see and that wouldn't help me for my record keeping. I need to know the truth."
Harry frowned at him. "What are you saying to me?"
James shrugged. "I'm saying your liar. Your purposely lying to someone that can see into the past. Your past or at least the past of my father but you did give me a way to see into what happened."
Harry laughed and he nodded. "Maybe so." He said in echoing voice and then took a hold of James shoulder and squeezed his shoulder. "But, your going to see and say only what I tell you and show you." He said.
James smiled. "What do you mean by that?"
"Sh!" Harry said putting a finger to his lips. "Everything will be fine. I'll show you what I showed Angus and Ava and you'll understand only what I need you to understand." He said calmly.
Another James appeared behind James shocking Harry to silence.
"What is this?" Harry asked turning to look back and forth between both James Potters.
"I don't think that's going to work out so well for me Grandpa Harry." James said.
"I don't understand. How is this possible?" Harry said in confusion now. "Wait a minute this is trick?"
James knocked his hand away and kicked him into an apparition until they stood outside in forest area. Harry groaned but quickly came to his feet as two James Potters stood beside each other staring at him.
"What?"
One of the James turned and Neville appeared. He stared frowning at Harry in confusion. "Who or what are you?"
Harry sighed shaking his head. "It's still me Neville. What is this about? Why did you"
Neville shook his head still staring at him. "James leave. You have the information you need to begin your search of the past. Do not trouble yourself about this man, whoever he is. This man is not my friend. Oh here is his wand." Neville said handing over Harry's wand.
"Thank you professor." James said taking the wand from him.
"James." Harry said softly. "I'm not your enemy no matter how this may look to you. I have my reasons for doing what I've done. We don't have to-"
"Stop it!" Neville spoke in power cutting away the spell in Harry's voice. "Leave James. I will talk with you later. When I return to Hawks Landing. Go." He said and pushed James back into an apparition.