September 1st 2017
We arrived at Kings Cross Station for the first time since I had left here, after graduating at Hogwarts sixteen years ago. Not much had changed, except all the new technology that muggles are all so interested in, all these "Ipad 3's" and new holographic phones, things really have changed from when I think about leaving for Hogwarts in my first year, arriving in this old muggle car, that choked almost every 10 miles.
As I was walking, I thought about the times that I had at Hogwarts, thinking that if I could go through it again, uninterrupted, by my parents and my younger siblings hiding, and my elder brother out there, in the world fighting the world's most evil monster, or the love of my life, not knowing it at the time, being captured in our first year, to all the weird and wonderful things that happened because of Harry. As I looked upon all the deaths of the war, I thought of what they died for. Today, right now.
I should really explain who I am. My name is Daniel Potter, son of Lily and James Potter, they have the funniest relationship I've known, they act like any married couples do, but to think that she hated him up until she was 16 is really hard to think about. I am also brother to the famous Harry Potter, and the not so famous Gemma Potter. I married the love of my life, Ginevra Molly Weasley. Our family is most probably the famous in the magical world, except maybe the Peverells, but we are descended from them anyway.
Harry Potter, when I think of my brother, I think of how much he has lost, but also how much he has gained, he keeps himself to himself most of the time, which is rather annoying, but I suppose he has the perfect wife to help him, Hermione really could understand Harry.
We arrived at the gateway to Platform 9 ¾, and Will, my eldest child, looked from me, to his mother nervously, wondering what to do, I took his trunk with him, and ran at the wall. As we got through to the platform, Will looked up, amazed at what he saw. I saw the crimson train, wishing to be going back on it once more.
We saw Harry and Hermione up ahead, and headed off to them, their youngest child was starting Hogwarts, Lily Emma Potter, named after her parent's mothers. Their oldest James Sirius Potter, was in his 3rd year, and was true to his name, he was a troublemaker, but unnaturally smart at the same time, like his namesakes. Will went off onto the train with Lily.
"It's going to be strange at home without any kids, it's going to be so quiet" Hermione said, looking towards the excited 11 year olds.
"Oh I think we'll find something to do" Harry said in a seductive tone
"Harry!" Ginny said shocked. "Not in front of Becca" Harry looked down at my daughter.
"Sorry Becca, I didn't mean it" he apologized
"That's alright Uncle Harry" the 9 year old said sweetly "I didn't know why mummy was surprised" Just then the train whistled.
"BYE" the 5 of us shouted towards the train, all waving vigorously towards our families.
As the train rounded the corner, I remembered what it was like for me, all the excitement, the nerves. Then I went over my whole life again.
I've been in this world for 36 years, and been in war for most of that time, so much has happened during that time; let me tell you the story, right from the beginning for me, right from 1981.
