So I decided to try my hand at a Harry Potter fic that I got the idea for while texting my cousin until one in the morning. Lol. Anyway, this is the prologue I've got out, but I want you to tell me what you think of it. It's going from Harry's birth until the Potter's death, and it's going to be mostly snippets from James's POV, since I think the whole idea is cute. ^^
Prologue:
The streets were cold and dark, the moon hanging silently in the still October air, a few wisps of cotton like snow falling magically through the night, landing gently on the grass before melting away into nothingness.
Nothing about that night would suggest something peculiar was about to happen, or that the world would be changed forever, but at that precise moment a newborn baby's first tears could be heard in its first few minutes of life as its mother held it against her chest, father smiling proudly, eyes brimming with tears of joy for the new arrival.
This is MY son… the father thought in amazement, gazing down at the little miracle nestled in his mother's arms, his skin warm and a healthy pink.
He ran his figure through the baby's already busy black hair, and bright green eyes looked up into hazel ones, and the father reached down and stroked his baby boy's cheek with wonder, gently caressing the baby's porcelain like cheeks, marveling at how…tiny the baby… his son….was.
"Welcome to the world, Harry Potter….my son."
Anyway, let me know what you think! Thanks for reading!