April 2000

Desiree – 21

Chloe – 2

Harry – 19 (almost 20)

Claire – 16

Julia – 12

Eliza – 9

Lily and James Potter survived the attack against Voldemort but were told that Harry and Desiree did not survive. (If you are confused about Desiree read my story 'The Price We Pay') this is a story similar to 'across the sea' which I wrote a very long time ago. That one I will not be continuing since I have reread it and found plenty of problems with it.

Back to my point, Lily and James are living in America to escape the wizarding world and no one knows they are alive.

Chapter 01

I – Lily Marie Potter – have lived in America for nearly 19 years with my husband James. We left the wizarding world and Britain because we had been told that our two children Harry and Desiree had not survived the attack. We could not bear to hear the sympathy that would come with losing our two children. So we left England and the wizarding world altogether, intend on starting a new life.

We now have three more children. Claire, Julia, and Eliza.

But the other day James found a wizarding newspaper saying that May 2nd would be the anniversary of the battle of Hogwarts, the day the wizarding world was ridded of Voldemort.

We had been away for so long that we did not know any goings on in the wizarding world. We decided now would be a good time to go home. Return to the wizarding world now that it was safe.

"Eliza Marie!" I shouted as our youngest – and most trouble making – daughter giggled in the background. I was now somehow glued to the ceiling. Not actually sure how that happened.

"Sorry mommy, but daddy showed me this new trick," she said sweetly. She was the baby and she knew it. Plus blaming it on daddy got the fire focused on him instead. She was a crafty one.

Too bad daddy wasn't home yet.

"Eliza Marie, I have told you a million times, we do not pull pranks on people, especially not me," I said waving my wand and getting myself down.

"Sorry," she mumbled looking abashed.

"Uh-huh," I muttered. "Go play," I said, she smiled and ran off. "And be home for dinner!"

Tonight was the night we would spring the news on them. Tell them that we were leaving our home in America for a home in England and spots at Hogwarts. I knew they would be excited.

Dinner didn't take to long to arrive. James came home just as I was putting food on the table.

"How was everyone's day?" he asked.

"Good," Julia said.

"Mine was great!" Claire said. "I met this really cute boy, Jake, he asked me on a date,"

James looked faintly sick but I just smiled. "That's wonderful sweetie, don't you think so James?"

"Wha- oh yeah, wonderful," Claire giggled slightly. "And what did you do today Eliza?"

"Nothing," she said sweetly.

"I wouldn't call gluing mommy to the ceiling nothing," I mutter. James starts to laugh until I glare fiercely at him. He shuts up immediately.

"You know that's not right Eliza," he said trying to keep a straight face.

"I know," she said.

"Now, mommy and daddy have an announcement to make," I say. That gets all three girls' attentions without fail.

"What is it?" Claire asks.

"We're moving to England," James says.

"What!" they all shout.

"No! No! No! I have a date with Jake I can't just move to England!" Claire shouts.

"I can't leave school; our final three soccer games are in the next month." Julia said.

"And what about Abbie?" Eliza asks.

"We're not leaving right away, Julia can finish her soccer season," I said.

"What about Jake?" Claire asked.

"Honey, when have you stayed with a boy longer than a month?" I ask seriously.

"What about Abbie?" Eliza asks again.

"I'm sure you'll make lots of new friends in England." I say.

"Why are we moving to England?" Julia asks.

"Because we found out the wizarding world is safe,-"

"Do we get to go to Hogwarts?" Claire asks suddenly excited.

"Yes,-"

"YAY!" both Julia and Claire yell. Eliza smiles.

One month later – April 16th 2000 –

"I told you to have everything packed already!" I shouted, Claire was texting her friend having absolutely nothing packed.

"But mom! I'm not gonna see Briana for who knows how long." She whined.

"You can text her after you pack," I said pointing at the large brown box, now charmed with and undetectable extension charm.

She rolled her eyes but started throwing the contents of her room in the box. I sighed and checked on Julia.

She had almost everything packed, "how did you say we were getting to England?" she asked.

"Aperation," I say. "Now are you almost finished?"

"Yup just a few more things," she says tossing her pillows in from across the room. "Three point shot!" she yells. A true sports player. She will probably be on the quidditch team when she gets to Hogwarts.

"Eliza is you finished packing?" I ask. Eliza sits on the floor in her now empty room bouncing a bouncy ball in front of her.

"Yes," she says.

"Thank goodness, we're leaving in a few hours and your sisters still are not packed." I say frustrated.

"Do you want to play mommy?" she asks.

"No thank you sweetie, I still need to finish packing," I say. She shrugs and throws the ball hard against the wall.

Later that day.

I walk through the house one more time as we are about to leave. The rooms are empty and we hold everyone that was once in these rooms in a few shrunken boxes.

"That's everything," James says. "Is everybody ready?"

We all nod. James holds tight to Julia and Eliza while I take Claire's arm. We aperate to our new house in Godric's hallow, on the other side of the village from where our original house there is.

"Can we go shopping?" Claire asks.

"Please mom!" Julia and Eliza join in. James makes a puppy dog face.

"Fine, we need food anyway," I say.

"YAY!" all four yell.

"Can we use floo powder?" Eliza asks.

"I don't see why not," I say pulling a small sack from one of the boxes. "Diagon alley,"

Once we floo to the bookshop we walk down the road and I see a shop I have never encountered before. Weasley's Wizard Weazes! The most colorful shop in the alley.

"Can we go in there mom?" Julia asks. The other three join in the pleading.

"Alright, but don't stay to long," I say as they jump for joy and run into the joke shop.

I follow at a slightly slower pace.

When I do enter I see a sort of gathering, maybe a party is in the middle of the store.

One of the red haired men – for most of them were in fact redheads – held up a rainbow haired boy. He told the crowd how it was the boy's 2nd birthday party.

"Three cheers for Teddy Lupin!" he shouted. The little boy smiled widely. "We all know his father would be very proud of him right?" Teddy nodded. "Because what did you do all by yourself today?"

The little boy smiled even wider. "I pulled a prank on auntie Ginny!" the crowd laughed.

A young red haired woman stood up. "And I would just like to thank little Teddy here for that wonderful frog in my soup this morning," the crowd laughed again.

Another woman stood up, she had colorful hair just like Teddy. She took the little boy in her arms.

I stared at her. There was defiantly something familiar about her that I could not place. And the man had said his last name was Lupin. But he couldn't be Remus's could he? And the part about his father being dead. I hoped beyond hope that it wasn't Remus.

I was confused to say the least.

A stack of daily prophets sat on the counter. I picked one up wanting to know what was going on.