Until the End of Time [Tomarry]

Chapter 2: It Was At This Moment, Voldemort Knew, He Screwed Up

As soon as he gained his bearings, Sirius scrambled up into a sitting position. He had snow in his hair and on his clothes, but didn't even bother to brush it off. Sirius looked around their surroundings and was met with a familiar site. "Wha- But, how?!" His head swung towards Harry, who, despite everything he could do, still looked three. "Are you.. Are you really Harry?"

"It's me, Uncle Siri." Harry grinned. "I'm home."

In front of them was Godric's Hallow, the house of the Potters, with a blanket of snow covering the house.

Harry was quite amused at the fact they didn't change houses, only reset the Fidelius Charm. Peter and Voldemort wouldn't know where it was anymore, despite having been there before. The toddler had to admit, it was a pretty smart move. Harry totally would spite someone by doing the exact same thing.

Sirius' face broke out in such a huge smile that Harry almost felt bad for leaving in the first place. His godfather didn't question anything Harry said or had done, but instead grabbed his hand and excitedly dragged him up the front porch. "Come on, kiddo!"

Harry let himself be dragged with a matching grin on his face.

Sirius stopped at the front door, bouncing up and down from excitement. He knocked on the door and impatiently waited in place.

Harry wondered if Sirius represented the dog animagus or the dog animagus represented Sirius. The latter, most likely.

After almost a full minute of his godfather bouncing up and down, the front door finally opened. Sirius was met face first with a wand.

The wand lowered upon realizing who it was. "Come on, mate. You know I have something against opening doors on holidays." James Potter scratched his head, making his unruly hair even worse. Or the same, depending on how you looked at it.

But James was right. It was a holiday. Christmas Eve, to be exact. Harry was going to get to spend Christmas with his family, and his twin brother.

((A.N. I don't know the specifics of Yule, or whatever magical holiday it would be, so I'm gonna write it as Christmas.))

In the back of his mind, Harry realized that if he hadn't saved Sirius from Voldemort's clutches, James would've lost two important people to him on a holiday.

"Sorry I'm a bit late, but I got you the best Christmas present EVER!!" Sirius exclaimed, throwing his hands into the air wildly.

Harry swore James got that deadpan look on his face from when he was here as a baby. He wore it often enough, after all. "Oh?"

Sirius stepped aside, putting the spotlight on Harry.

James' breath hitched. His eyes widened. "Is.. Is-Is that.." He paused, choking on a sob. ".. Harry?"

Harry smiled. "It's me, Dad."

"James!" Lily's voice yelled from the room over. "What's taking you so long?!"

"Lily, it's.. HARRY! HARRY'S BACK!" James yelled, crashing into his son with a giant hug. If Harry weren't literally invincible. he felt he would've been crushed.

"What? Harry?" Remus' voice sounded from another room.

Both of the other adults quickly scrambled to the front door to take a look at the Potter's long lost son. They froze upon seeing him, letting Harry take the initiative.

"Hi, Mom, Remmy. I'm back." Harry waved.

"HARRY!!!" They all yelled at the same time.

He was ushered into the house. The door was only closed because Harry shut it with his magic; it had been long forgotten otherwise. He was picked up (he was in a three year-old's body) and passed around to each of the adults, who all wanted to cuddle and hug and make sure he was actually there. He was actually there and real and not leaving.