Dedication: For flyingdaggers, who (in a rather hilarious way) requested a separate fic about these two lovely boys after reading the drabbles I wrote featuring them. I hope you enjoy this even more than you did those! :D

Disclaimer: The characters and settings used in this story belong to the illustrious J.K. Rowling. I may have taken slight liberties with their personalities and/or appearances, and I mean no harm whatsoever by doing so. No copyright infringement is intended and absolutely no money is being made by my writing this.


Memories
(by C. Adrien Cummings)


Prologue

Hi there.

My name is James Sirius Potter, and my life began on my seventeenth birthday. Or well, okay . . . maybe that's being a little too dramatic.

Truth is, I have lots of great memories from growing up — playing with Teddy, flying with Teddy, swimming with Teddy, listening to Teddy read me bedtime stories when I was really little, learning magic and pranks from Teddy when I was a bit older (much to my parents' chagrin) . . . have you noticed the common theme?

Anyway, out of all my wonderful memories, one of my favorites is from the night I came of age . . .


To be continued . . .