A/N: Maybe you'll like this; maybe you won't. I still can't decide whether or not I like this but I think it'll be kind of cool.

Now, if you are easily confused, I wouldn't read this story, because it might get a little confusing. This is how it's going to be: Prologue with Harry, and then back to Lily and James, and then possibly back to Harry but not until I am finished with Lily and James.

Prologue


Harry James Potter sat on his bed in Number Four, Privet Drive, thinking, as he did now very often, of his parents. Lily and James Potter were the most important people in Harry's life. He knew nothing about them until he turned eleven years old, and not much more after that.

Until the summer of sixth year when he traveled to Godric's Hollow to see what was left of his home- his real home. He now knew more about his parents- much more. But he missed them, it wasn't fair.

Ron had parents, Hermione had parents, Harry had no one. Who knows what his life would have been like if his parents had survived that night? Maybe he would have siblings. Maybe he would have met Ron earlier, or got to know Sirius and Remus before school.

Harry thought of his mother. She hated your father in 5th year. It was kind of cute, actually, how they got together. He remembered something Sirius and Remus had been telling him about his parents. How had they gotten together? Why was it cute? Weren't there anymore fights between the two of them after they started going out? Harry had no idea what happened.

Just then an owl tapped at Harry's window. "Sparkles!" said Harry welcomingly. Sparkles was Ginny's owl, bought with money she earned working for Fred and George. He carried a letter from Ginny to Harry.

Dear Harry,

I miss you. Working at Weasley's Wizard Wheezes isn't very fun. Fred and George have been testing products on me without telling me first. The other day my hair turned bright pink and I didn't realize it until mum started telling them off a few hours later.

Don't worry, I got them back, though. Fred and George walked around the shop for a week before they realized that their backs were charmed to say Don't Buy From Our Shop- We Are Failures. It was pretty funny.

I miss you so much, Harry. This has last week has been so hard for me- but I bet it was harder for you. Please tell me that you don't have to stay there for one more day!

Love,

Your Lily- Gin

Harry read the letter, and then glanced at her signature. She had signed it Lily-Gin because that was what she liked to think of herself as. She was a red haired girl who took Harry's life by storm, just like Lily.

Harry opened his window and climbed onto the roof to lay down. He stared up at the stars. There was the dog consolation, the one that reminded him of Sirius. He always called it Padfoot. Next to it was Prongs, the stag. And of course, there was the lily. On the right of Padfoot was the moon- which of course reminded Harry of Remus.

He loved to look at the stars. There he could see his parents, and his godfather all together again. They were there with him, watching over him. Suddenly, a shooting star blazed across the sky.

Harry watched it shoot past high above him and closed his eyes, ready to make a wish.

I wish Lily and James had made Sirius their secret keeper. I wish I wasn't looking at them in the sky, but they were here with me right now, in person.

It was stupid, he knew. Voldemort had ruined this wish for him long before he made it, but he just couldn't help it. Nobody was there for him; everybody else had at least somebody to care about them.

Harry simply had nobody and he hated it.

He climbed back through his window and took his shirt off. "'Night, Hedwig," he yawned while climbing into his undersized bed in his teeny room.

Hedwig opened one large amber eye and hooted wearily, as if to answer him.

Little did Harry know that his wish actually came true… sort of.


"HARRY! Wake up wake up wake up wake up wake up!" Harry opened his eyes groggily and grouped for his glasses. A small delicate hand handed them to him.

"Thanks," he said slowly. He looked around. There was a small red haired girl pounding on his chest and jumping up and down as if to wake him up right now. Standing by his bed were two more little girls and a smaller one was visible in the hallway.

All fourof the girls had red hair except the smallest one- hers was jet black, the color of Harry's- and wavy. The one on top of him had emerald eyes- like Lily. But she was also wearing glasses.

The two on the floor had the hazel eyes of James and Lily's hair.

And that was when Lily herself walked in, picking up the raven haired girl in the doorway as she did so. She saw the girl on top of Harry and laughed.

"You know, I'm surprised at you, Harry. You are usually able to get her off you before she starts pounding. Danni, get off of your brother and go help daddy make breakfast. Sirius and Remus are here and I'm afraid they're making a mess in the kitchen."

Harry stared at Lily as the girl- Danni- slid off of his chest. "Mikaela and Jenny have to help me make breakfast with the Maurarders!" she shouted.

Lily laughed again. Harry loved that laugh, it sounded like Ginny's. "Okay. Here, takeCarrie with you, okay?" she handed Danni the raven haired girl.

The girls all bounded out of the room, which Harry noticed was not his old one. He climbed out of the larger bed and looked at Lily.

"Okay, I have to admit, I'm pretty confused here. You look like Lily Potter and I still feel like Harry Potter, but- he checked in the mirror- I have no scar. And no memory."

And Lily looked at him carefully. She pulled him into a hug. "Harry, listen. You have no memory of this because you had an accident yesterday and got amnesia. I am your mother, Lily. Those were your sisters, Danni, Mikaela, Jennifer, and Carrie. Mikaela and Jennifer are twins, Carrie's the baby. You are in your seventh year at Hogwarts. Your father is James Potter."

She looked at him, taking in his obvious confusion. "Headmaster Dumbledore told me that if I told you how James and I got together it might help you remember your life. So I'm going to help you remember by telling you everything about me and James. Dumbledore also said to tell you that he and you will have a talk when all of this is over. Ginny, Ron, Addie, and Hermione will be over to see you later- when you remember."

Harry was already forming an idea of what this all meant. His wish had really come true- it really had. But who was Addie? And what was all of this about his sisters? How was he even going to remember their names?

He had a lot to think about, but Harry was excited. Nothing this good had ever happened to him. He wondered if he was dreaming, but knew that he wasn't.

He told Lily he had to go to the bathroom, and she offered to help him find it.

"No thanks. I just want to look around for a little while, is that okay?" he asked, a little nervous that he now had a mother he didn't even know.

Lily looked at him kindly. "Of course that's all right. I will tell you the stories after breakfast- that is if we ever had breakfast. I don't trust your sisters or the Maraurders with food."

Harry laughed, imagining Sirius and Remus cooking. Sirius would be whining- "Why don't we just get a house elf!" And Remus would be cooking something really foul, like liver.

So now he could explore his home. The same home that he had seen pieces and remainders of just a few short weeks ago. The home where his father and his mother were killed. What kind of dream was this? Oh, wait. It wasn't a dream.

The first thing he should do was get some clothes on. He was eighteen years old and wearing nothing but a pair of boxers. He couldn't just walk around like that with four little sisters.

He opened his closet and found it full of different colored robes. He grabbed a set of dark green ones that did his eyes good and threw them on. After putting the robes on, he ran his fingers hopelessly through his hair and washed his face. He was ready to face whatever was in this house.

He through opened the door to his room and found himself in a large hallway with three doors on each side and one at the end. Harry's room was the last one on the left. He walked to the door next to him and opened it cautiously. He covered his eyes, blinded by extreme shades of pink- a lot of pink. There were two queen sized beds side by side, each with a bed cover of different shades of pink. There were posters on the wall of famous princesses.

This must be Jennifer and Mikaela's room, thought Harry. Wait, how did I know that? He looked around and saw two signs, one above each bed. One said Danni, and the other Mikaela. Harry figured he was right. The girls must be almost ready to enter their first year at Hogwarts- they really couldn't be much older.

He quietly shut that door and opened another. This time he was immediately take aback by the posters that covered the walls. They were all quidditch posters- every team from the Griffindors to the Cannons. Harry thought about, and decided this must be Danni's room. She looked athletic enough, probably in her second or third year at Hogwarts.

The next room was definitely the baby's room. The bed was really small, and covered in a deep purple bedspread. The walls were purple, and the alphabet was written on them in gold paint. He closed the door and moved on.

He didn't even have to open the door to figure out who the next room belonged to, due to a huge sign on the door that said SIRIUS'S ROOM. Harry chuckled, and opened the door. There were dogs everywhere, big black ones- on the walls, on the bedspread- even the carpet! Harry noticed that one small space had been cleared enough to plaster a photo of Sirius, James, and Remus together.

Harry shut the door and turned to the next one. It was a bathroom. Harry had been wondering when he would come across one of them. It was a huge master bath- pretty nice thought Harry.

He moved to the door at the very end of the hallway. It opened to a master bedroom with a king sized bed that had deep scarlet bedspread and gold sheets and pillows. The carpet was scarlet, the walls were gold. There was a bathroom leading off to it.

This was Lily and James's room.

Harry, finished with his tour of the hallway, headed out to what he assumed was the living room. It was cozy and comfy. Harry smiled. This was the life he had always imagined he would have with his parents. He moved into the kitchen, where he heard a commotion.

"But Lily! Why can't you just get a house elf like a normal person would!" Sirius was whining. "Merlin knows this house is big enough!"

Lily laughed sweetly. "We'll make you a cook yet, Sirius." There was a clatter as James dropped a pan in disgust.

"Moony, what is this stuff?" he asked, looking very close to barfing. Remus looked up innocently.

"Raw dragon meat?" he said. James winced.

"And you were going to eat this stuff? For breakfast?"

Remus nodded slowly. The girls were running around the table, eating random fruit and what looked like gooey eggs that were probably made by Sirius. Carrie was sitting in her high chair with a plate of goo. She picked it up and threw it. It hit James squarely in the face. Everybody looked up and started laughing.

Harry sat down at the table- he was perfectly happy and content with his new life. It was perfect. Or so he thought.


A/N: Okay, that was the prologue. I hope you guys liked it, because I really did. Ummmmm… oh yeah, the next few chapters will be about Lily and James and how they got to where they are today. I'm going to start with babyhood, and then move to First Year. I'm not sure I'll do every year after that, but I'll probably just skip on to sixth and seventh year.

Ok, help me out here- REVIEW! If you don't review, then I won't know what I'm doing wrong and then I won't be able to fix it, which I'm sure you want me to do.

Thank you all so much, I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Alexa Nicola