Hello all, this story is about what would happen if people who died in the first and second wars, came back to life. Yes I know that it has been done a million times, but this is an angle on it I've only seen done a few times, so this is just my take on it. Enjoy, and read review!
Prologue
Harry James Potter sat in his office as head auror. Aged 32 he had three kids and a godson, a beautiful red headed wife, plus a huge lovable/crazy family. His youngest child Lily Luna Potter was four years old and though he didn't admit it had him wrapped around her finger. His next oldest Albus Severus Potter was seven years and was the quietest of his children. His oldest James Sirius Potter was ten years old and was a trouble maker. His godson was fifteen years old, Teddy Remus Lupin had just started dating his brother in law Bill's eldest daughter Victorie. Harry smiled as he looked at pictures of himself and his family and friends around his office. He sighed as he thought about the days events. About four months ago people who were supposed to be dead started showing up. Several people he knew had shown up, Cedric Diggory, Gideon and Fabian Prewett, Severus Snape, and Mad Eye Moody just to name a few. Oh and Neville's parents had been completely cured. He was slightly frustrated that no one he else he cared about had come back yet. But he hoped that if he just kept praying, his prayers might be answered. He shut off the lights in his office with a flick of his wand and apparated home. Christmas holidays started today which meant that he was taking time off of work to spend them with his family. Little did he know just how interesting the Christmas holidays would turn out to be...
Cliffhanger I know, but you guys can probably figure out what is going to happen. The next chapter should be up within a couple days or sooner. Review are much appreciated.