When James and Lily got married they had a son- Harry Potter. They were so happy entering a new phase in their life, but that is when Voldemort tore their beautifully painted life apart.
They were supposed to grow old together.
They were supposed to tell Harry he was a wizard.
They were supposed to be there at Kings Cross, seeing off Harry.
They were supposed to have more kids- a daughter, and James would be highly protective of her.
The Potters, Remus, and Sirius would celebrate Christmas together, and once Harry went to Hogwarts, the Grangers and Weasleys.
Sirius would spoil Harry, and James would try to appear strict, but he'd give in and teach Harry a few tricks of his own. Remus would say, "You're both crazy. Teach the boy something educational!"
James would be amused when Harry told him Snape was his potions master.
Can you imagine Harry complaining, "Dad my potions master hates me and it's only my first day!" and James would reply with something along the lines of, "I can't help it that I'm so popular and Lily loves me! He's just bitter!"
That is how it was supposed to be, but Voldemort took that away.
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This is my new story. There was this thing on someones tumblr that I saw and thought it would be a good story. If the story was yours I will take it down if you want. But anyway thanks to my beta SilenceIsCompliance.
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