That year, September 1st was a breezy day, so as the Potter family left, Ginny made sure that all of her three children we wrapped up in their winter coats along with hats, gloves and scarves. Harry put the trunk in the boot of their family estate car, and they all piled in.
James Sirius, the oldest child, was very quiet, and sat staring out of the window. James was usually a loud, mischievous boy, and his father looked worriedly back at him as he sat in silence. It was his first day at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and he had mixed emotions. While his siblings talked about how much fun it would be to go to Hogwarts, James watched the other cars go past, and the muggle families travelling in them. He thought of what they were doing, what schools the muggle children he saw would be going back to after the summer. He began to mentally mock them, for he was a wizard, and would have a more interesting, magical life. He knew how muggles dreamt of magic, and suddenly realised how lucky he was to have that as his reality.
The other children were very excitable. While Ginny focused on driving the car, Harry was left repeatedly telling them to calm down, as muggles outside would be able to hear all of their talk about Hogwarts. This of course, was not true, as muggles do not have very good hearing. However, Harry hadn't slept very well, worried about James' first day at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
25 years ago, he had attended Hogwarts, along with his wife and his two best friends, Ron and Hermione, who were now happily married. He was famous for being The Boy Who Lived, as he survived the killing curse when he was only a baby, as Voldemort, an evil wizard, had tried to murder him, and succeeded in killing his parents. Harry was even more famous for his defeating Voldemort in his last year of school, along with his friends.
"Tell us the story, dad." Said Lily Luna, excitedly. She was grinning from ear to ear at the thought of hearing the story of how her beloved father was a hero. Lily was Harry and Ginny's youngest, and looked a lot like her mother, while her brothers looked like Harry.
"You have heard it so many times, Lily." Ginny butted in. "Anyway, we're here now." She swerved into a car park full of people, and Harry could see a few of them had large trunks like he did on his first day, and James did today. One of them even had a tawny owl in a cage, which Harry's middle child, Albus Severus, noticed immediately.
"Wow dad, look at that!" he shouted, once out of the car. The owner, a girl with a short blonde bob, looked up and smiled. Albus ran behind his mother, embarrassed. James laughed at him, perking up. Harry got out and opened the door for Lily and James, Lily bounding excitedly and James moving slowly and quietly. Harry watched him as he followed his mother silently and obediently, not even poking his brother.