A/N – Harry Potter does not belong to me, In this story James was only stunned, but Lily died, It's up to you who Harry is talking to.
"Why do you call your father James?" he asked Harry
"You really want to know?" he nodded "ok, let's go somewhere more private" Harry led him out of the lounge and upstairs to his bedroom. They sat down on the bed.
"When Mum died, James sort of went into depression. Sirius pretty much had to take care of me. James never reacted when I called him Dad, it was like I didn't exist to him. When I was three I fell over and Sirius wasn't there, and I call for Dad and he never came, he only came when I called for James" Harry stopped to wipe away the tears that had started to run down his cheeks. "I realised that if I wanted his attention I would have to call him James, by the time I was five I always called it him. Sirius and I talked about it a few years ago and came up with the theory that James sees me as someone Mum left him to take care of, and not his own son"
"I'm sorry" he said as he wrapped his arms around the crying Harry