Clanverse meets Cannon

Fifteen year old Harry James Potter was certain he was seeing things.

He’d gotten back from Umbridge’s detention and bypassed Ron and Hermione to come up to bed, not really wanting to talk to anyone about the experience, only to find a fifteen year old who looked exactly like him, who, upon spotting him hadn’t shook his head in amusement and asked, “This is still Hogwarts then, I’m assuming?”

Harry drew his wand and pointed it at the stranger. “Who are you?”

“Harry James Potter, Son of Lily and James Potter, Godson of Sirius Black, Founding Member of the Domino Clan and a whole bunch of other things I can’t remember at the moment.”

“You can’t be Harry Potter.” Harry scowled, “I’m Harry Potter.”

“I kind of guessed.” The other Harry chuckled, rolling his eyes. “Fifth year student?” He asked.

“Of course.” Harry nodded, still not moving his wand.

“Look, how about I prove I’m Harry, then you can lower the wand and I can start trying to go home. No offence but one of us is a big enough trouble magnet as it is.”

Well the fake had that right. “Go on then, prove it.” Harry nodded.

“Until our Hogwarts letter came we lived under the stairs and did all the slave work for the Dursleys. Had done since we were four.” The other Harry said, without preamble, “We used accidental magic to change our hair, get onto the school roof and generally escape Dudley’s gang. The Hogwarts letter was addressed to our cupboard but we never asked why no one came to check up on us, if they knew. We met Draco for the first time in Madam Malkins. Ron was the first real friend we made and Hermione told him he had dirt on his nose, right here.” The other Harry pointed. “I think my universe must diverge after that, because we appear to be short a couple of beds.”

“Your universe?” Harry asked, lowering his wand slightly in shock.

“Two Harrys, two worlds.” Harry snorted, “Atem told me that the Shadow Realm was the gap between worlds, I’ll have to let him know that it’s possible to cross dimensionally travel using them. Once I’ve got Bakura back of course.”

“Shadow Realm? Atem? Bakura?” Harry was thoroughly confused now.

“People I know, but I’m guessing you don’t.” Harry sighed, “That’ll make things difficult…”

“Harry?”

Both boys turned towards the door at Hermione’s call. The teen was stood in the doorway staring.

“Who?” She asked, pointing at the Harry by the beds.

“Now I know things are different.” The weird Harry chuckled, “My Hermione would want to know what I’d done this time.”

“Who are you?” Hermione asked.

“Apparently he’s me.” Harry scowled.

“Tell you what, call me Wolf.” Alt-Harry sighed, “It’ll be easier then explaining which Harry you’re talking to.”

“Wolf?” Hermione looked amused.

“I have a good friend by that name.” Harry explained. “And I’d like to get back to him as soon as possible.”