A/N: Hey I had to write this I heard this song the other day and I had to write the story. This is based on the song "He Gets That from Me" by Reba McEntire. It is a pretty song. This is one-shot read and Review. I will post the lyrics to the song after the story! Love you All
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He Gets That from Me
Hermione Potter woke up one Sunday morning. She had to get James, her son, up. He never really liked being woken up.
"James, honey wake up" Hermione said in a small sweet voice
"Mum, do I have to?" James said rolling over
"Do you want to go and see Uncle Ron and Aunt Lavender or not?" (A/N: yes Ron and Lavender are married)
"OK" A twelve year old boy crawled out of bed. He looked a lot like his father, Harry Potter. He had the messy jet black Potter hair, the green Lilly eyes, and Harry's early morning attitude. He got dressed and met Hermione down stairs.
"What do you want for breakfast, James?" Hermione asked
"I don't know"
"Frosted Flakes?' asked Hermione looking in the cabinet
"I guess"
"Good that is all we have" They ate their Frosted Flakes and then traveled by Floo network to Ron's flat.
"James! Hermione!" said Ron getting up form his couch to greet them.
"Hello Ron" said Hermione giving him a hug
"Hey Uncle Ron"
"James" said Ron getting down to his level" go see Aunt Lavender in the living room there is something I want to show you"
"Ok" said James running off
" Hermione, are sure you are ok. To go do this alone"
"Yes I think that is the only way. I have to talk t him alone"
"Ok" said Ron giving her a hug "Be careful"
Hermione was gone.
"Harry?" said Hermione. She looked down and then fell to her knees. Sitting in front of her was a tombstone
Harry Potter
July 31, 1980 - September 19, 2002
A Beloved Father, Husband, and Friend
Harry had died 5 years ago. He died of cancer. Hermione was finding this very hard to sit here where her love is buried. She hadn't been here for almost 2 years.
"Harry, I love you and miss you. But I'm not here to talk about me. I thought he would like to know about your son. James has really grown up fast. He still has that early morning attitude. He gets that from you." She took a deep breathe and tried to hold the tears back. "He has that black messy Potter hair. Talk and talk never misses a beat. He gets that form me." Hermione smiled she remembered that when they were in school, she would say something and Harry and Ron would only get like every other word. "He looks at me with those green eye. He's got me in the palm of his hand. I swear it is like you are still here again." Hermione remembered those green eyes of Harry's. That is the thing that made her fall in love with him. She loved when he was happy because you could just see it in his eyes. When he was angry you saw the fire behind those eyes. She went on. "He smiles that I'm-up-to-no-good smile. There is no denying he is your child. Without James, Harry, I don't know what I would do. He gets that from you." She couldn't hold it in anymore the tears started to fall freely on her cheeks. "He loves your old Firebolt. He's taught himself to fly. Harry, he is a natural. He gets that from you. He had his first year at Hogwarts. He is the seeker on the Gryffindor quidditch team. Just like you, only first year on the team. He has a lot of friends, he even has his own trio. He melts my heart, tells me he loves me everyday. The other day we where talking about Hogwarts. We were talking about Ron, you, and even Malfoy. I was almost in tears and he cracked a joke about Malfoy. He reminds me of you so much, Harry. That boy means the world to me. He gets that from you. The other day he told me he really misses you. He gets that from me. I love you. Bye, Harry." Hermione whipped the tears from her cheeks and her eye. She was about to leave when the wind blew gently. The wind pushed her hair behind her ear. This reminded her of all the times Harry pushed her hair behind her ear. She knew that Harry heard everything she just told him.
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