A/N: SO, I decided there wasn't enough of these. :) Sorry if the chapters are short to your liking. Mostly the point of view will be in Harry's but will switch to Lily and James. Please tell me what you think!

Everyone knew James and Lily Potter died for their only child. Trying to protect him from, the darkest wizard, Voldemort. He disappeared that night. The first wizarding war against Voldemort over. Now 16 years later another war is in full bloom. Something was stirring. But, no one checked if everything was alright.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione were camped out in Godric's Hollow.

"What are we even doing here? We're supposed to be finding Horcruxs." Ron said.

"I have a feeling something is going to happen here and I need to be here. If nothing happens tonight we'll leave first thing in the morning. I'm going to go look around." Harry said and got up.

"We'll come with you." Hermione said.

"No. Stay here. See if you can get any good news from that." He said and walked out of the tent.

James had pain all through his body. He felt as if someone had beat him with a sledgehammer. He got up very slowly. He turned to find Lily but he didn't see her. Then he remembered he told her to take Harry and run. He grabbed his wand and ran up the stairs ignoring the pain he was in. He went to Harry's nursery. He saw her. His beautiful Lily on the ground.

"Lily!" He yelled. She couldn't be hurt. She and Harry were the most important things to him. She coughed. He sighed in relief.

"James? James, where's Harry?" She asked. He looked around, but he didn't see him.

"I don't know, but I'm sure he's alright." He replied. He was just as worried about Harry as she was.

"Can we look around outside please? He, He maybe outside. I don't know. Can we just look around please?" She sobbed. James nodded. He lifted her off the ground and headed outside.

Harry knew where his old house was. He was just about to come up on it. The roof had caved in where he guessed was where the nursery was. The grass was untamed, all over the place. He heard footsteps coming from the house. He knew only certain people were allowed in. And they didn't even dare go in. He heard them coming closer from behind the door. He pulled out his wand. As soon as the door was open he disarmed them.

"Who in the world?" A woman asked.

"Who are you? And what is your business here?" Harry asked.

"James he might know where Harry is." The woman said. The man nodded. Harry knew the names sounded familiar.

"I'm James Potter and this is Lily Potter. We have a son named Harry." Harry's eyes went wide. He knew it couldn't be them. They were died. Him, Hermione, and Ron just went to see their graves.

"I don't believe you." He said. He didn't want to give his hopes up yet.

"Why not?" The man, James, asked.

"James and Lily Potter are dead. Have been for 16 years." He said. The woman, Lily, gasped.

"James, we have been dead for 16 years. Remember? He used the killing curse on us. That means Harry is probably dead too." She said. "What about Harry? Is he still alive? He must be about 17 now."

"He is." Harry whispered. He believed these 2 people were his parents. He looked up at his mum. Her eyes went wide.

"Really?" She asked in a whisper. He nodded. "My baby boy is alive!" Harry smiled. He looked up at James and saw him staring at him.

"What?" Harry asked.

"You look just like me. It's strange. Except the eyes." He said.

"I got my mum's eyes." He said looking at Lily.

"Harry!" He heard Hermione. He turned and saw Hermione and Ron running. Hermione looked back and shoot a spell at whoever it was.

"Did she say Harry? Are you Harry?" Lily asked. He didn't answer. He ran to Hermione and Ron and looked at was following them. A group of Deatheaters were behind them.

"Hermione, Ron, get them and get out of here. Take them to Hogwarts. That's were the last one is. Go!" They nodded and grabbed Lily and James arms about to disapperate until James both pulled away. He knew that was his son. He wasn't going to lose him again.

"I just got my son back. I will fight by his side. Lily, go with them. Please!" James said. And she nodded. He turned back around to see 2 of them already knocked out.

"Stupify!" Harry yelled. And sent one flying back. James sent nonverbal spells while Harry sent both verbal and nonverbal. He felt so proud of the boy he just realized was his son. All the Deatheaters were gone and they were about to apperate to Hogwarts when they felt coldness wash over them. Both their eyes widen.

"Dementors." They both whispered. They both turned around.

"Expto Patronum!" they yelled. To stags came out of their wands with bright light. The dementors were pushed back. They turned on the spot and went straight to Hogwarts.