Author's Note: Sorry the chapters are so short – I have to write one a day.
James never got to answer...
James' whole world went black. He could feel a tugging sensation on every part of his body. He felt dizzy and nauseous – but he never let go of Lily.
As suddenly as it started, the darkness stopped. But it wasn't much better. James was momentarily blinded by a burning white light.
When James found his vision again, he saw a sight he would never forget.
Lily was just starting to open her eyes as well.
But that wasn't just it.
They were in a room – a familiar one: one that had freshly painted baby-blue walls, one that had a navy crib in the middle, a crib that held a baby boy; Lily and James' baby boy!
"Harry?!" Lilly screamed and ran towards him – ran right through him.
Lily stopped and turned around. She waved her hand around – slowly lowering it until it, again, went through the crib.
James ran over to her. He went to put his hand on the crib but, like Lily's, it went through.
"What's happening?" James asked rhetorically.
But Lily wasn't listening. She was staring at a body – her body – lying on the floor at the base of the bed.
"I knew we were dead, but this is just...random!"
"You got it there..." breathed James as he walked in and out the door – without opening it.
James and Lily turned as a man ran through the door. Unlike James and Lily, he had to open it first.
"Oh no, not you too," whispered Sirius Black as he turned over Lily.
Sirius let a few tears fall before he swept up Harry and walked back out the door.
"How did you survive that horrid man? You are just a baby!" whispered Sirius to Harry as he exited the house, James and Lily following.
"Sirius, can you hear me?" shouted James. Sirius gave no response.
But the baby stared right at him.