Prologue

I watched as they were murdered and I told myself it wasn't true and when I saw him walk in the door I knew he was just like his father. I looked over and saw my husband glaring at the boy. When I realized that I could make myself young I went into the crowd looking like a first year and pointed to his glasses and said "let me fix those 'Occulus Repairo' " He said thanks and then put back on his glasses. I acted shocked" Holy cricket you're Harry Potter!"

A/N- Ok I am on my holiday vacation and this is my first story it may not be a good idea but I'm still gonna try it