A/N: No comment. Just read. Hehe.
"He's a what?" Lily looked up at Sirius from the floor.
"A mage, Lily, a mage," said Sirius, looking tired.
"My son is a mage?" Lily inadvertently glanced over at the crib where baby Harry slept.
"So are you, actually," said James, glancing at her from his position on the floor. He looked at his feet. "So am I."
"Is that why…" Everything dawned on Lily. "That's how you blew up Professor Evillson's cauldron without a wand, or anything else. That's why…" she suddenly paled.
"That's why Harry will never know either sets of his grandparents," said Remus, looking more sombre than usual.
"Oh." Lily suddenly felt very small. "So Harry's…very powerful, isn't he?"
"We knew that, Lils." Said James, glancing, like Lily, at the crib.
"After all, he's only a few months old, and he's already pulled the entire set of china from the cupboard from his crib, which, I remind you, is 5 metres away from the cupboard, escaped from his crib 16 times, managed to levitate himself to the kitchen counters, blow up several of the Gryffindor family heir looms, and…"
"You don't need to tell me what my son has done," said Lily, glaring at him. "I was there, cleaning up after all of it. I just chalked it all up to him being your son."
"No Lily," said Sirius, looking uncharacteristically serious. "Harry is about ten times as powerful as all of us are combined. Add that to being an andcromancer, a lorria auror, and Gryffindor's heir…"
"I understand." Lily looked up. "We die, don't we? That's why you had to come back for us. We die, and Harry needs someone to train him. What are we waiting for? Lets go already!"
Everyone looked startled at this extraordinary pronouncement, including Lily herself.
"We don't need telling twice," said Sirius, suddenly grinning. "It will be just like old times, the Marauders are back at Hogwarts! Hey James, just think of what we can do to Snape now he's a professor…"
"The evil git's a professor? How'd they manage THAT one?" asked James, grinning evilly, which normally meant something suicidal.
"Oh dear god…" said Lily.
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Dear Harry,
Of course I'll come to Hogwarts! I've never been on a flying motorbike before. Where did Hagrid get it? I'll have to ask, it could be very educational…
Love from,
Hermione
Dear Harry,
School in the summer? Have you gone mad? Anyway, Mum says you can come to our house, if this is only for a short while. Until then…
~Ron
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