Eleven-year-old Harry Potter was amazed. Sure he had grown up in the Wizarding World, but he'd only imagined when this day came. In his hands was his acceptance letter to Hogwarts. Behind him his mum, Lily Potter, was almost jumping up and down with joy. Her first-born son was going to Hogwarts.

"Mum, is this real? I mean… I'm actually going?" Lily hugged her son in delight.

"Of course it's real sweetheart! Look, McGonagall's signature at the bottom there. And the list for school supplies. Oh, this is just so exciting!"

"Does this mean I'll get my own wand too?" Lily nodded and Harry's face lit up. When he was younger, Harry was always stealing his parents' wands. Even if he didn't know any spells he just loved waving them around seeing what would happen and what kind of sparks would fly out of them. Once he had accidentally set the tip of their cat's tail of fire. Harry, only being four at the time, had just sat there and laughed as the cat ran around trying to do something. Eventually, Harry's dad, James Potter, grabbed the cat and doused its tail with water. After this Lily and James made sure not to leave their wands where Harry could reach them.

"I don't think we'll have time to go to Diagon Alley today, but I promise we will go either tomorrow or some time this week." Lily kissed the top of Harry's head. Harry couldn't stop looking at the letter. He was pretty sure that September 1st would take its sweet time coming.

Harry spent most of day remembering all the stories his mum and dad had told him about Hogwarts. The other part of the day he spent thinking about what House he was going to be in. He hoped it would be Gryffindor just like his parents. Of course there was the possible that he would be in Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw. But Harry was pretty sure that he wasn't going to be in Slytherin. First of all, James detested Slytherin and once when Harry had brought Slytherin up, Lily had gotten really sad and then rather mad and snapped at Harry to not mention Slytherin again. Later, she had hugged him tightly saying over and over again how sorry she was for snapping at him. Harry forgave her and made a mental note never to ask about it again. Harry was lost in his thoughts when he heard the front door open.

"Dad!" Harry jumped from where he had been sitting and ran to his dad.

"Hey there!" James knelt down to Harry's height and ruffled his hair. Harry beamed at his dad while he still clutched the Hogwarts letter.

"Aw, father-son moment. But don't I get any love?" Another man stepped into the house. Harry let go of his dad and ran other to the other man.

"Uncle Sirius!" Harry hugged Sirius' legs. Lily walked over and gave James a kiss.

"What's got Harry all excited? Sirius comes over almost every day." James asked as he put his arm around Lily.

"Harry show Daddy and Uncle Sirius what you got in the post today." Harry showed James the letter he had been holding on to this whole time. James took it from him and as he read it a smile crept over his face. Sirius looked over James' shoulder to see what the letter said.

"The little tyke is going to Hogwarts!" Sirius turned and picked up Harry for a piggyback ride. Harry laughed with delight as Sirius trotted around the living room.

"Sirius be careful with my son! I don't want him getting hurt!" Lily yelled over to Sirius who was trotting around the house now. Lily turned back to her husband and sighed, "I'm going to kill him if he breaks anything."

"Ah, Lily don't worry. Sirius knows to watch out." James looked back at the letter. "Did you guys head out today and get his stuff?"

"I would have but I was a bit busy today."

"Well, tomorrow we'll take him. But tonight we celebrate!" James picked up Lily and spun her around. Lily laughed and kissed her husband. But right in the middle of their celebrating there was a crash. James put down Lily and the two of them ran upstairs. When they got up there, they saw Sirius and Harry, who was still on Sirius' back, standing next to a broken vase. Harry was the first to notice his parents and quickly pointed at Sirius. Sirius was pretty scared only because he knew of Lily's wrath. Lily held back a giggle as her son continued to point at his Godfather and put the blame on him.

"Harry don't tell you mu- Hello there Lily." Sirius' face drained of all color once he saw Lily and James standing there. "It was a complete accident. And it was- Harry why are you pointing at me?" With that Lily burst out into laughter. She began to double over with all the laughter. James began to laugh to. Sirius grumbled and slid Harry off his back. He pulled out his wand and muttered 'Reparo.' Instantly the vase was fixed. Eleven-year-old Harry Potter couldn't have been any happier on that day.

The next day Lily took Harry to Diagon Alley to get his school supplies. Sure, Harry had been to Diagon Alley plenty of times before but today it felt different. When he left this place later today he would have his own cauldron, schoolbooks, and his own wand.

"Well, that one's no good…" Lily was wide-eyed with fright after almost being hit with a heavy box. Mr. Ollivander turned and picked up another wand. "Here try this one." Harry flicked the wand and a vase exploded right next to Lily. She jumped a little and moved away from it.

"Mum I'm so sorry!"

"It's alright Harry, I had a bit of trouble finding my wand too." Lily waved her wand and the vase was repaired.

"Well, let's try this one. Holly, eleven inches. Phoenix feather." Harry took the wand, this one felt different than the others. This one felt warm while the others had felt cold, and it felt like this was supposed to be in Harry's hand. "The wand chooses the wizard Mr. Potter." Lily went over and hugged her son. She paid Mr. Ollivander for the wand and the to of them left the shop.

"I think we have time to get one more thing. How would you like an owl?" Harry looked up at his mother with wide eyes.

"You mean it mum? My own owl?" Lily ruffled her son's hair.

"Sure, sweetheart. It'll be easier for you to send us letters that way." A huge grin appeared on Harry's face. He grabbed his mother's hand and pulled her to the Eeylops Owl Emporium. A few minutes after looking at the owls, and passing by some small brown owls that hooted and fluttered around when Harry and Lily passed them, Harry came upon a large snowy owl. She didn't notice the two people looking at her at first because she was fixing some of her feathers. Harry placed his hand on the cage and the owl turned and looked at him. She didn't peck at his hand like another large owl had, but instead she just looked at the messy-haired boy.

"Mum, can I have this one?" Harry turned to Lily. Lily looked at the snowy owl again who was now looking at her.

"Sure. She's a beauty isn't she?" Lily grabbed the cage that the snowy owl was in. The owl hooted happily but didn't get over excited like the smaller owls had. Once they paid for the owl, they left the shop and sat down on a nearby bench. "Hm, what should we name her?" Harry picked up one of his books, Hogwarts, A History; he started flipping through the pages until he came upon a name he liked.

"This one." Harry pointed to the name of the page.

"Hedwig. Hm, You know I think that fits her. Don't you?" Harry nodded. He looked over at his owl, who was now fast asleep. Harry closed the book and put it with the rest of his stuff. "Well, I think that's everything. Daddy should be home soon. He'll get to see all of your stuff." Lily helped Harry carry his stuff and the two of them went home. Harry just couldn't wait for September 1st to come.

A/N: Thanks for reading! I was hoping to do a series of oneshots about moments that never happened because of James and Lily's death. Next should be King's Cross station and the Hogwarts Express.