So this is it. Your winner.
If you voted then welcome back and if you're a new reader then just plain welcome.
This is a Au Fem!Harry, Snarry Endgame story.
If either of those things bother you then this isn't the story for you I'm afraid.
This fic is currently rated for swearing only. if anything else happens later down the line I will warn you before the start of the
chapter, but I hope to keep this a reasonably light hearted fic so there shouldn't be anything to worry about. One other thing Fleur and Viktor are in this story, I know in cannon that they are roughly three years older than Harry, but since this is an Au
I've aged them down to correspond to Harmony's age.
Disclaimer, Anything you recognise as cannon belongs to JK Rowling, and her various subsidiaries.
I make no money from this work, it is simply done for pleasure.
James Potter loved Lily Evans.
It was simple, unequivocal and as damning a statement as Harmony Potter had ever heard in her seventeen years of life.
It was simple because everyone knew, that since the day that they'd first met, James Potter was besotted with Lily Evans.
It was unequivocal because saying James Potter wouldn't love Lily Evans for the rest of his natural life and probably even beyond that of the stars. Would be like trying to say that the grass wasn't green or the sky wasn't blue.
It was damning because the grief he held, for the dead wife he still loved so desperately, would eclipse everything else in James Potters life … even the love he should've had for the daughter Lily had bore him.
