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The Second Generation: James Potter

Prologue: Weasley's Wizard Wheezes

The small family of three entered one of the most prospering shops in Diagon Alley, the Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. Looking around, they noticed small explosions happening all over the store. When they entered, however, it all stopped. Everyone seemed to be staring at the family that had just opened the door. The quietness alerted the shop's owner to the arrival of new costumers.

"Why, hello, Harry!" George Weasley exclaimed. "Hi, Ginny. And I think this little on is James!" The Potter family nodded. At that, the store resumed the chaos.

"Er, we'll just have a look around," Harry told George.

"We're really excited about taking James here. It's his first time!" Ginny added. "We decided not to take Albus, he's staying with Mom."

"Alrighty then! And this time, sister, please don't ruin anything," George admonished, for the last time Ginny had been there, there had been a little excitement. George sighed. That last time Ginny had let off a whole pack of Filibuster's Fireworks. She had made plenty of large explosions, but managed to get some Galleons out of it to pay George for the product. The money wasn't enough, though it did help to restore part of the shop that she had ruined. This time though, George was more worried about little James.

"Boom! Boom fire!" the little boy shouted, disrupting George's thoughts.

"Now, James, be a good boy, and keep quiet so we don't disturb other people," Ginny told her son.

"Good boy!" James exclaimed, pronouncing the word good like guh. Of course, good wasn't what he planned to be. James, as little as he was, still managed to create big disasters.

"Shhhhhhh," Ginny whispered, with her finger to her mouth.

"Sssssssssss," James repeated, copying his mother. Harry laughed. His two-year old son was just like any other normal baby, incredibly cute. Wondering if he was like that as a child, living with the Dursleys, Harry Potter wandered about the store, looking at the various products that Fred and George had come up with while he was in his fifth year at Hogwarts. Fred and George. It was so hard to not think of them as a pair, even though Fred had died during the fight with Voldemort. 'George seems to be getting through life without Fred. I know it was hard to believe that Fred had died,' Harry thought. 'They were a pair of troublemakers. I think James will turn out like that, as did my father.'

A crash came from somewhere behind Harry. He turned around only to find his son standing on top of many boxes filled with treats.

"Dada!" James Potter shouted, and inside him, his grandfather's spirit was living again.

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