You Will Always Be My Little Boy
Round: History of Magic
Option: A
House: Ravenclaw
Magical Status: Squib
Wand: TBA
You Will Always Be My Little Boy
October 31st, 1979
"Do you James Potter take Lily Rose Evans to be your lawful wedded wife?"
"I do"
"And do you you, Lily Rose Evans, take James Potter to be your lawful wedded husband?"
"I do."
"I now pronounce you husband and wife. you may now kiss the bride."
It had been a simple muggle ceremony for Lily and James but that was what they had wanted. Lily's family was there, even Petunia was there with her husband Vernon, and no Dark attention was drawn to the ceremony. There wouldn't be a honeymoon as they couldn't risk traveling and leaving the order, but they were moving to a little cottage in Godric's Hollow. Everything in life was perfect.
January 31st, 1980
"James! James! We did it!" Lily shouted with tears in her eyes. Her belly was glowing a light blue. She was pregnant. "James! We are having a baby. A little baby boy!"
"What? Are you serious Lily? I don't believe it. I'm going to be a dad. Someday a little boy with green eyes and black hair is going to call me Dada. I'll teach him how to fly and I will be there for every Quidditch game. Maybe he can have playdates with Molly's kids. Fred and George are how old now? I'm going to be a dad! You need to tell your sister! Didn't she say something about being late? Maybe you can patch things up with her and our kids will grow up together. I bet he will be a Gryffindor, a chaser just like me. Or maybe a seeker if he was your build, Lil. If only my dad could see me now."
"I know, James. I know. Everything is going to be perfect, no matter what he chooses to do with his life or what house he is in. We will be there beside him the whole time. What do you think of naming him Harry after your dad?"
April 31, 1080
"James! You can't assume he is going to be a Gryffindor Quidditch player. We are painting his room blue. If we pressure him too much he may feel obligated to be a Gryffindor, when really it should be up to him. Little Harry James Potter. Now help me move his crib over here and then you can set up the snitch mobile. "
"Alright, Lily. Whatever you want."
July 30th, 1980
"JAMES POTTER! I AM GOING TO KILL YOU! THIS IS GOING TO BE YOUR ONLY CHILD! YOU WILL NEVER GET NEAR ME WITH YOUR BABYMAKER ANYTIME EVER AGAIN!"
"Ok, Lil. I promise I won't. Just push, push for me, Lily. I know you can do it. You kept him safe from the Death Eaters just a few months ago. This should be nothing."
"YOU CALL THIS NOTHING, JAMES POTTER! HOW ABOUT I MAKE YOU SQUEEZE A BOWLING BALL OUT OF YOUR ARSE!"
"I'm sorry, Lily. Hear hold on to my hand. I will always be here to protect you and little Harry. I'm going to be the best dad ever."
July 31st, 1980
"Hello, Harry. I'm your mummy. I'm going to take care of you forever. You will always be my little baby boy."