A/N: This is for the June Monthly Exchange Challenge on the HPFC Forum, written for WolfWinks

Pairing: Harry/James (Platonic)

Genre: Family

Prompt: [Word] Insult

Disclaimer: Mo ti Ara ohunkohun (Yoruba)

Regaining the Son

(James POV)

Waking up, I immediately knew something was wrong. I felt as stiff as a board, which wasn't totally unusual when Lily sent me to the couch to sleep on occasion. I looked at the side and realised why I felt stiff. I was asleep on the floor of my foyer.

Why was I here, instead of upstairs in the bedroom? The last thing I remember was that I was hit by a killing curse by Voldemort. How was I even still alive? I shouldn't even be here right now.

All of a sudden a scream comes from upstairs and I rush into Harry's bedroom, where it came from and I see my wife crying over my son's cot. "He's gone James! Our son is gone!" She wailed and leapt into my arms, sobbing against my shoulder. With a growl I held her close to my body, walking downstairs with her to the lounge room.

I sat each of us on a couch, thinking of what to do next. I was supposed to be dead, and I'm pretty sure Lily was as well. Why had fate brought us back? I took a look at my distraught wife before gently asking, "Honey, what is the last thing that you remember?"

She sniffled against my shoulder before thinking back and gasping with shock as she recalled the events, "Voldemort wanted me to stand aside, and I think he just wanted to kill Harry. He shot a killing curse at me…" Lily trailed off, her brows furrowing cutely when she did so.

I nod, not sure what I was supposed to do next. I look into the eyes of my wife and open my mouth at the same time as she did, both of us saying the same thing, "We need to see Dumbledore."

The pair of us laughed a bit before going to the floo when I stopped her. "We need glamour charms. I'm pretty sure we're supposed to be dead, and I think it's best if we do that. Give us each blonde hair and blue eyes," I told my wife, she was much better at charms than I was.

Once our glamour charms were put on, we made our way to the floo and went straight to the Three Broomsticks, walking into Hogwarts when Madame Rosmerta showed us the way up to the gates. Of course we knew how to get there, but we didn't want our covers to be blown.

Once inside we begged entrance to Dumbledore's office from Professor McGonagall, who eyed us with a bit of suspicion but took us up there anyway. I was about to knock when I heard Dumbledore say, "Come in you two, please."

Opening the door, I saw Remus Lupin on a chair in front of Dumbledore. I suppressed the grin on my face as he left the office. "Professor Dumbledore, we are-" I started before he cut me off.

"You are Lily and James Potter. I'm wondering how you two are still alive, after all you two were murdered by Voldemort last night," he replied, looking at us over his half-moon glasses.

"We were wondering that ourselves, but there are more important matters at hand. Where is our son? Is he with Sirius?"

Dumbledore looked a bit shocked when I uttered my best friend's name, "No, we haven't been able to track him. Your son is with his aunt and uncle in Surrey."

Lily started to growl and then shouted at Dumbledore for quite a while, with the mildest insult in there being dunderhead, before calming down. After a while we calmed down, we went to Little Whinging, took our son from my sister-in-law and her dreadful husband, before taking him back to Potter Manor.

We were once again, a family.

A/N2: That was fun! I hope you enjoyed it WW.