We're Always There
By WickedSong
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter and I never will.
I walked towards James. His back was bent and his eyes, with his glasses firmly on his face, were peering downwards into the mortal world, the world where our son resided, where he faced great challenges.
"James" I said softly and my husband looked up at me, a grimace on his face.
I looked at him in question of the grimace and he simply pointed down. I sighed and looked down to see Harry, my Harry, my son, with Severus. Detention. How could I have not guessed it? James had always had that look when Severus Snape had given our son detention. James knew it was deserved, well deserved, for that spell Harry had used on Draco but that didn't make it better. In fact that made it worse and to add insult to the injury Harry was filing James' and Sirius' old trouble-making records.
"You have to let this go" I told James seriously "He deserved this"
"Yeah, but Snape is just enjoying that he's filing that" James looked down and minutes passed between us without words or sounds. We didn't need them at that point.
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Hours passed when Harry was finally allowed out of the dungeons. I was disheartened by how he wasn't allowed to play Quidditch, even if I hadn't really had a deep liking for the sport myself.
"At least we know Gryffindor won" James told me and I smiled at that.
We continued to watch as Harry climbed the stairs and made his way into his common room. The apprehension on his face said more than a thousand words could. As soon as he walked in he had no need to worry though. His team had won. His friend, Ron, showed him the trophy but Harry had eyes only for a certain red-head, Ginny Weasley.
I had watched this year and I saw my son falling in love. Last years with Cho had been merely infatuation but I could tell. He was smitten by Ginny Weasley.
"Look Lily!" James exclaimed and I looked down, fully aware of the smile on my face of what I saw.
Harry had kissed Ginny. Pride filled me and I looked over at James who was laughing away to himself.
"I never thought he'd have the guts to do that" He commented.
"He's your son truly" I said honestly smiling at my husband and he smiled back at me.
I don't know how long we sat there just watching our son with pride and joy that he had found someone. The past events of years had made him unhappy and he shouldn't have to have to be that way. Ginny, though, gave him this happiness and he seemed like a different person. She was there where we couldn't be. There with him now. We obviously couldn't be. We could though, be there for him in spirit. Yes, we're always there.
I had this idea a couple of nights ago and I could hardly sleep because I was scared I was going to forget it so thank goodness I didn't.
It's quite early so I don't think it's that good and I have written better, I know I have. I think this is cute though and I love both couples.
WickedSong xoxo