James's P.O.V.

~ July 31, 1980; ~

It had been almost two months since Albus Dumbledore fell and Lord Voldemort became ruler to Magical Great Britain, and now my wife, Lily, went into labor. Sirius and I rushed her to St. Mugous leaving my eldest home with a house elf that we have gotten recently to ease Lily doing a lot of house chores especially since we are living in Potter Mansion and also to help take care Iris when we go out for couple's night out or to a meeting of some sort that Lord Voldemort demanded for all to attend.

At 11:55 p.m., my first-born son was born we named him Harrison James, and then three minutes later his twin was born, which was a surprise to us since we first believed we're going to have one child in this pregnancy, we named him Alexander Charles. We named Sirius as their godfather since he is also Iris's godfather as well and it shouldn't get too confusing to the children when they get older or if something happens to us they would go to the same person to care for them. Their godmother is the same as Iris's, who happens to be Alice Longbottom, also for the same reason.

~ August 2, 1982; ~

I had not expected Lily to get pregnant again, but I'm not going to complain since I had always wanted a big family not as big as the Weasleys though. I did, however, wonder which of us the child would take after for Iris has red hair and green-eyed like her mother, but does have a mixture of Potter and Black features to her; Harrison or Harry that we nicknamed him has black hair and green eyes with mostly Potter features and some Black features to him, and Alexander or Alex that we nicknamed has black hair and hazel blue eyes like me with also mostly Potter features and some Black features to him as well. If weren't for the eye color between the twins Lily and I would be having trouble telling them apart then, for they are so much alike that it was to tell them apart. Now here I am at St. Mugous in the waiting while Lily is given birth to our fourth and possibly last-child, sitting in a chair as calmly as possible with Sirius who was the one in a nervous wreck by walking back and forth and his younger brother who also was sitting the chair and bitting his thumb nervously.

Sirius, who married last year is also expecting his first child, his wife who was Amelia Bones now Black was a door away from Lily giving birth to the future Black heir or heiress. Regulus, however, has yet to meet a perfect match to start a new cadet branch of House Black and to him sitting down waiting for his soon-to-be nephew or niece to be born, probably so he can support Sirius when he gets to be too much. I tried telling Sirius that the medi-witches and wizards have everything in control, but he kept listing everything could go wrong to either to Amelia or the baby or even both of them. When the medi-witch came and asked for Sirius, he went up to quickly and asked if Amelia and his babe is alright. The medi-witch told him that his wife and son are perfectly alright and healthy. Regulus had patted Sirius's back and congratulated him and both he and the medi-witch escorted him to Amelia.

A few minutes later a medi-witch came to me and told me that my daughter arrived safely and healthy and that my wife is doing just fine. When I've arrived in the room that my wife was resting in, I've noticed that they placed Amelia in there with her to keep her company. Sirius was sitting down next to his wife with their son in his arms, and Regulus sitting next to him to look at his nephew. I didn't want to bother them, so I went to Lily's side who holding our newest addition in her arms.

"She has my hair color." She said with a smile. "We have yet to figure out her eye color, but I'm going to guess she'll have your hazel blue eyes."

"What makes you think that?" I asked when sitting down next to her. "Iris inherited both your hair and eye color."

Lily snorted before telling me that Iris is pretty much a miniature of her, Harry a mixture of us, Alex pretty much a miniature of myself, and Rose will probably be a mixture of us as well.

"So what is her full name going to be?"

"Rose Dorea Potter, after my mother and your mother."

~Present~

'She was correct, Rose did indeed gotten my eye color.' I mused while thinking back during the time of his last child's birth. The day after her birth Arcturus came to see his great-grandson, who was named Rigel Leo Black, even now Sirius still making sure everyone knows that he is a Gryffindor no matter what. Arcturus was just glad that Sirius is upholding the Black traditions with the stars, and when he asked me what I named my daughter and when I told him I could have sworn that he smiled a little before going back to his grumpy frowning self. At first, I thought he was going to have a marriage contract ready for Rigel and Rose, but I don't think he would force marriage to his sister's youngest grand-daughter.

"Dad, I got my Hogwart's letter!" Iris called outside of my study. "Can we head out to get my supplies today?"

"I guess, tell your mother to get your younger siblings ready," I said whilst sighing out loud. 'They are going up too fast, and I now know how my parents felt with me.'

*Time-Skip*

Getting her supplies wasn't all that eventful, but learning what wand was made of was. Her wand 10' inches, Mahogany wood, thestral hair.

'Thestral hair is connected to death and to the elder wand that is at the moment in the hands of Wizarding world's ruler.' I thought, sitting back in my chair in my study. 'That and also the Peverell family was known to be connected to the entity death, but why am I surprised about it though?'

*Time-Skip*

Iris's P.O.V.

Checking several times to make sure that I have everything that I need for Hogwarts tomorrow makes me even more nervous and excited about it.

'Let's see textbooks: check, school supplies (parchment, notebook paper, quills, ink, regular pens, and pencils): check, three sets of uniform: check, formal wear for the weekend: check, undergarments and socks: check, appropriate nightwear: check, and photo albums (family and a new one for Hogwarts adventure): check.' I thought while going through everything that is on my bed ready to be packed for the train tomorrow.

"Hi, sweetie." Mom said from the doorway, making me somewhat jump before turning around to look at her. "I see that you're getting ready for tomorrow."

"Yeah, I'm checking to make sure I've gotten everything ready," I said before organizing everything before putting them into my footlocker, which would only allow me to open.

"Hmm, a good thing too, your father usually forgets something and would have to owl his parents to send it to him." She said with a smile, probably remembering what he forgot and needed. "Speaking of your father, he wants to speak to you before bed; he's in his study waiting."

"About what?"

"You'll find what soon, even though I don't approve of it." She said with a frown. "But it is tradition."

"Okay," I said before getting up and heading to his study with mom behind me.

When I have gotten to his study and knocked on the door. He told me to come on right in, and I saw him behind his desk with a package in front of him. He motioned me to sit down, and mom sat next to me.

"What I'm about to give you must not go into other hands, and you are to use it emergencies only," Dad said before pushing the package in my direction. "There is a story behind it, so open the package up to see what it is."

I picked up the package which was light and felt like a cushion, and then opened it. A big piece of cloth fell out of the package, and I unfolded it to see that it was the family cloak that was passed down generation to generation.

"The story goes to three brothers that had arrived at a ravine with no way to get around or cross it decided to transfigure and build a bridge with nothing but their wands. Once they crossed over the newly created bridge, Death, who had witnessed the entire process and angry of the souls he was cheated from; introduced himself to the three brothers. He told the brothers that he congratulates them for their achievement and told them that he'll gift each of them one gift. He looked at the first brother and asked him what he wants, who replied an 'unbeatable wand'; Death took a branch from an elder tree nearby and handed it the first brother who went on his way leaving his two brothers behind. Death then looked at the second brother, who wanted to humiliate death even further replied 'a stone to resurrect'; he then took a small black stone from the river they have crossed and handed it to the third brother instructing him three turns while thinking of the person he wants to resurrect. Once the second brother went off leaving the last brother behind, who had suspensions about Death's notice, had replied to him when Death looked his way 'a cloak to hide from Death'; Death reluctantly handed over his cloak and the third brother went on his way dawning on the cloak when out of sight.

The first brother once he got the unbeatable wand went searching for the man who slighted him, who he found in a pub and dueled him to the death and defeated him. That night once the first brother was asleep, a person snuck into his room, took the wand before slitting the first brother's throat; death took the first brother's soul. The second brother, once he got home, took out the stone that resurrects and did as instructed by death; brought back the one he loved, however, his love didn't want to return to the living thus the second brother took his own life; death took the second brother's soul. Death then searched for the third brother, but couldn't find him. The third brother grew older, and when it was time the third brother handed over the cloak to his son before welcoming death like an old friend. That story happens to be true, and we are descended from the third brother. This cloak is that third brother's invisibility cloak that was given by death himself."

With that father handed over the cloak to me, saying it is now my turn to carry the cloak.

"When you go to Hogwarts, you are to use this when you are in a life or death situation." He said sternly. "I can't, however, say that I did what I was told but it is best that this cloak doesn't get into the wrong hands."

"I understand, father," I said understanding by how the story is told. "What about the other objects of the elder two brothers? What happened to them?"

"Those objects are in the hands of the current ruler of Magical U.K., both the wand and the stone are with him as we speak." He said with a sad look. "Just so you know, so you wouldn't get any ideas, the story about how you'll become the master of death once holding all three objects is a myth, but it doesn't mean that you'll get more powerful though."

"Yes, father, I understand the reason."

"Good," He said smiling. "Now get to bed, you have a big day tomorrow."

AN: Sorry, for the long wait I was busy with school, trying to find a job, reading other fanfictions and working out this story all at the same time.