Harry didn't find out anything until three hours later, when they woke up.
By that time, he had already finished sending Sirius a letter telling him what had happened and asking for him and Remus to come to Hogwarts.
Lily woke up first, turning her head sideways.
"Who...?" Her eyes were a beautiful emerald, different from his own Avada Kedavra ones.
"I am Harry Potter. Can you tell me who you are?" He said calmly.
As of this moment, he had his true form, a grown man of around 180 cm with ebony hair and bright green eyes that were eerie and strange on such a handsome face.
Behind him, his wings stretched high, intimidating and regal.
"H-Harry? No, that can't be... you should be 15 right now...." she mumbled, trying to sit up, only to forcefully be pulled back because of the chains.
"I will release you if you answer my questions. Who are you?"
Lily squinted at him, obviously still disoriented. "Huhn? I'm Lily. Lily Evans."
"Really? Who's that beside you then?"
Lily turned. Her eyes widened, instantly cleared of dizziness.
"James!" She looked around, finally focusing on her surroundings. "What the—— where am I?! Who the hell are you?! Release us!"
Harry blinked. She really was feisty.
"Like I said, I'm Harry Potter."
"Bullshit! My nephew is a whole lot younger than you creep! Release me and I'll rearrange your face, you bastard!" She snarled.
James opened his eyes, sleepy before he woke up, truly alert.
"Lily? What's happening?"
"Some creep tied us down!" Lily said loudly, glaring at Harry and trying to use her magic in small bursts to untie herself.
Harry was shocked when he felt her affinity.
She's a dark witch?!
James turned towards him, quiet and calm.
He didn't act like the prankster many people have tried to tell him of.
"Like I said, I'm Harry Potter." He repeated.
James' eyes widened. "Harry?"
He narrowed his eyes. "What's your mother's name?"
"Severus Snape."
They blinked in shock.
Harry smirked. "Yes, I know the fact that you, Sirius, Remus and my mom were a 4-way pair. I know that Lily Evans was truly mated with Marlene McKinnon. And both of you were captured together the night Voldemort attacked. Now, will you tell me what really happened?"
They were silent.
Then James spoke, "Dumbledore was the one who captured us."
"I'm not surprised. What'd he do?"
"Release us first and maybe we'll talk." Lily snapped.
Harry transported all of them to Tom's manor. Tom has just seen Harry leave, so when Harry arrived again looking a little different, he went, "Huh?"
"It's me, Tom."
When he heard that, he groaned.
"Harry, we just did it, give me a break...."
He stopped when he saw the other two.
He straightened, his face smoothing over coolly as he suddenly stopped excluding his sweet omegan scent.
"And who's this?" He asked coldly.
Harry kissed him on the forehead. "My dad and my godmother."
Tom huffed, before beckoning them to his study. There, he snapped his fingers and asked a house elf to make some tea.
They came back with a teapot of Darjeeling tea. Tom didn't say a word as the elevenses were devoured in seconds.
"... would you like more?" he asked after they finished scarfing it down.
Lily and James both gave apologetic expressions, but James answered for them both. "Yes, please."
After he ordered some more, Harry started to talk. "So, what did Dumbledore do to you?"
"He kept us in a cage and tortured us. Sometimes, he forced us to fight and other times he would starve us until we would pass out. He used us for experiments, kept as punching bags and sometimes just imperioed us to do things." James said in a low voice.
Lily grit her teeth while Tom hissed, muttering, "That prat, how dare he do such a thing!"
"How did he capture you?"
"The night before Voldemort tried to kill us, he sent us a letter asking to meet him at a house in Godric's Hollow. He told me to bring you, and well, you know what happens next."
Harry felt a little numb. "Then Voldemort tried to kill you."
They were silent as James cast a cautious stare towards him and Tom. "Are you really my son? Why do you look... like that?"
Tom looked him up and down appreciatively. "I... would like to know as well."
Harry smirked. "You'll see what's under my clothes soon, bunny."
"B-Bunny?!" Tom spluttered, but Harry ignored him.
He explained his life story and what happened to him. "And that's what happened. This is my real form."
James was shocked. "You're my son... Where's Sev? What happened to him?"
"Sev?" Lily echoed, looking up from her sandwich.
"Mom died because of..."
Tom didn't stiffen up or anything, he continued to sit normally, as if he wasn't the one to kill Severus because he had betrayed him for Harry.
Harry didn't know what to feel when he remembered that.
Although Tom hasn't been the one to kill him directly, he was the one who directed a mentally unstable Death Eater to kill Severus.
"... an accident with an insane Death Eater."
James and Lily's face darkened.
"That damn Voldemort!" James muttered.
There was a moment of silence as they absorbed the new information.
Lily was still staring at Tom. "Harry, is that your mate?"
Harry grinned. "Yep! Isn't he just lovely?"
Tom gave a small quirk of his lips. "My name is Tom. It's a pleasure to meet Harry's family."
James grinned. "Damn! My son got himself a well-mannered omega, huh! Just what a Potter needs: a person with a good head on their shoulders to watch over us!"
"D-dad..." Harry said in embarrassment as Tom smirked.
"It is no problem. My idiot alpha can be taken care of." Tom said. His fingers were clasped in his lap and looking at him, he really did look cultivated.
Lily smiled. "It's good that Harry has a very capable mate. What was your name again?"
"Tom. Tom Marvolo Riddle."
"Well. That's a very nice name—— wait what?! Marvolo Riddle?! You're Voldemort?!"
Tom blinked. "Oh. You realized."
"What?!"
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Ginny knocked on the door.
Dumbledore allowed her inside, his grandfatherly expression on.
"Ginny, my dear, what do you need?"
"P-professor, do you know what happened yesterday?"
"No...? I'm afraid not." He said.
In reality, he was watching her even closer. How did she notice what had happened?
He could barely remember himself.
"Well, you came in with Harry's parents, but then everyone started to make a fuss, and then Harry had big wings and he took his parents away. No one remembers what happened but me."
Dumbledore froze. Then he smiled a little wider. "Thank you, Ginny, for telling me this. You are a very good child, for being so concerned. I will take care of what happened."
Ginny smiled. "Yes sir!"
She left, and Dumbledore stood up, looking through the books that lined his walls.
He muttered each title, before he stopped.
"Ah.... here it is. 'Book 3: Trapping and Controlling Holy Creatures'."
Dumbledore grinned darkly and got to work.