AN: Thanks for the favs! That was super quick! I've been kind of debating who to do next and I think that I'll do Lily and James :) I was originally going to do them separate but I changed my mind. I hope you enjoy! Please review!
After the horrible war at Hogwarts, Harry Potter had helped with the reconstruction of the school. It had been his home, after all, and he couldn't help but morn for everything he had lost there. With the help of magic, it wasn't long before the school was back to its old self. Of course there were some scars that could never heal.
Harry couldn't help but think of the halls with the Portraits. He knew that he would return someday to those halls, but he wanted to leave something there, in memory of sort.
Harry Potter had a great Portrait made of his mother and father. Lily and James were standing in front of the home they had bought when they had Harry. It was the spring and the trees were just beginning to bud. It was a perfect place for the couple. And Harry was happy to see his parents in the old school walls. It was, after all, where they belonged.
Lily was almost brought to tears by the sight of her surroundings. She had really missed the old house. It wasn't James' choice for a house, but it was everything the red-haired woman wanted. She loved the springtime there, spring was her favorite season, after all. But it wasn't what was inside the painting that made her tear up, it was what was on the outside of the painting. She was near the very hallway she had met James. The very hallway that she talked to her friends and ran to class. She squeezed James' hand.
"He did good," she said quietly to the dark-haired man.
"He did," James smiled to his wife.
James equally enjoyed the portrait that his son had made for them. Even he could tell that the painting had been made by one of the finest painters. He always loved the way the spring looked at that old house. He never thought that he would have returned to it, but it was one of his wife's favorite spots on the planet. He loved the way her green eyes sparkled when she watched the leaves change. But now he had a different veiw. It was the long hallway that took up so much of his school life. He had met Lily there. It was also a place he frequented with Sirius, Peter, and Remus. He loved that hallway like an old friend. James held his wife's hand tighter and let his memories roll into his mind.
Lily looked at James with a smile growing on her face. He looked back at her. "I love this," he said.
"This is perfect," she smiled with a twinkle in her eye.
