Disclaimer: The only thing I own is the idea, the portal, and Nasya.
A/N: I hope you guys like this, I thought it was a really really cool idea
so I tried it out! Enjoy!
REMINDER! OotP spoiler!!!!
!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~Three Generations~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!
James, Lily, Harry, and Nasya landed with a thump in a medium sized room with a marble floor and creamy white colored walls. They all looked around.
Harry looked at a girl, possibly thirteen, who he didn't know. He turned his head at the other two teenagers who were giving each other questioning looks. Harry gasped and a smile spread across his face.
Nasya immediately knew who the three people where. It was amazing. But how?
So Nasya and Harry sort of kind of knew what was going on. But Lily and James knew nothing. They saw the other two had smiles on their faces, so Lily asked, "Who are you two, and why are you smiling?"
"And where are we?" Added James.
"Mom? Dad?" Questioned Harry.
"No, no, no. I'm James Potter, this is Lily Evans. Who ARE you two? Do I know you?"
"Yes, you'll know me. I'm Harry Potter."
"I'm Nasya Potter. You don't know me. But I know you three." Nasya said with a mischevious grin on her face.
James pointed at Harry. "You look like me!"
"And you look like me!" Lily said pointing towards Nasya.
"Lily where are we?" James asked again.
Lily thought for a moment, and then it clicked, "Oh the hall of memories! I remember! The mirror, I forget what its called though. But if I remember correctly; if various people are connected in some way, and look into the same mirror, same day, same minute, different year, a portal will open. But I didn't think it was true. And how would we be connected?"
Harry sighed. This was going to be confusing.
"I'm Harry POTTER. POTTER. You, are James POTTER. You, are Lily Evans, soon to be Lily POTTER. I'm your little bundle of joy. This girl, I have no clue who she is." Harry all of a sudden fell very light and found this whole thing hilarious.
Nasya chuckled. Her grandparents faces (A/N: Remember, that's Lily and James) were still confused.
"Lets make it simple. You two, Lily and James, get married. You have Harry. Harry grows up, he has me. Nasya, Nasya Potter."
Harry turned to look at Nasya. "NO! T-t-that cant be true! To WHO?" But it was. She DID have his eyes..
"Let's just say a Weasley." Smiled Nasya.
"GINNY?" Shouted Harry.
Nasya nodded. So that's why she looked like Lily. Ginny's red hair and Harry's green eyes.
"I'm not marrying JAMES!" Cried Lily.
"And I'm not marrying GINNY!" Said Harry.
"Yes you are." Replied Nasya and James in unison.
There was awkward silence, they hadn't exactly soaked it in yet.
"Am I a good mother?" Asked Lily softly.
"I-I-I-I think. Yes, you were. Y-y-y-you did after all di-" Harry began but then stopped. Was it safe for them to know their fate?
"I what?" Asked Lily in alarm.
"I rather not say."
"PLEASE TELL ME!" Begged Lily.
"You shouldn't know."
"Wait.do I die?" Lily asked whispered. She was good at reading facial expressions.
She took the silence as a yes.
"How and when?" Ordered James.
"Are you sure you want to know?" Asked Nasya.
"Well its to late now. So continue." Said Lily
Nasya sighed and said, "Both of you are murdered by Voldemort. You die saving Harry. Voldemort tries to kill Harry at only twelve months old. He survives. The curse backfires and almost kills Voldemort. In Harry's fourth year he comes back. Tries to kill Harry. He survives again. In fifth year S- "
"Don't tell me or them the rest." Harry requested as they got to Sirius' death.
Lily and James were dumbfounded. What could they say? Could they prevent it? They were going to die. They were going to be murdered. Lily smacked herself to make sure it wasn't a dream. A single tear ran down her face as she accepted her future.
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A/N: I hope you guys like this, I thought it was a really really cool idea
so I tried it out! Enjoy!
REMINDER! OotP spoiler!!!!
!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~Three Generations~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!
James, Lily, Harry, and Nasya landed with a thump in a medium sized room with a marble floor and creamy white colored walls. They all looked around.
Harry looked at a girl, possibly thirteen, who he didn't know. He turned his head at the other two teenagers who were giving each other questioning looks. Harry gasped and a smile spread across his face.
Nasya immediately knew who the three people where. It was amazing. But how?
So Nasya and Harry sort of kind of knew what was going on. But Lily and James knew nothing. They saw the other two had smiles on their faces, so Lily asked, "Who are you two, and why are you smiling?"
"And where are we?" Added James.
"Mom? Dad?" Questioned Harry.
"No, no, no. I'm James Potter, this is Lily Evans. Who ARE you two? Do I know you?"
"Yes, you'll know me. I'm Harry Potter."
"I'm Nasya Potter. You don't know me. But I know you three." Nasya said with a mischevious grin on her face.
James pointed at Harry. "You look like me!"
"And you look like me!" Lily said pointing towards Nasya.
"Lily where are we?" James asked again.
Lily thought for a moment, and then it clicked, "Oh the hall of memories! I remember! The mirror, I forget what its called though. But if I remember correctly; if various people are connected in some way, and look into the same mirror, same day, same minute, different year, a portal will open. But I didn't think it was true. And how would we be connected?"
Harry sighed. This was going to be confusing.
"I'm Harry POTTER. POTTER. You, are James POTTER. You, are Lily Evans, soon to be Lily POTTER. I'm your little bundle of joy. This girl, I have no clue who she is." Harry all of a sudden fell very light and found this whole thing hilarious.
Nasya chuckled. Her grandparents faces (A/N: Remember, that's Lily and James) were still confused.
"Lets make it simple. You two, Lily and James, get married. You have Harry. Harry grows up, he has me. Nasya, Nasya Potter."
Harry turned to look at Nasya. "NO! T-t-that cant be true! To WHO?" But it was. She DID have his eyes..
"Let's just say a Weasley." Smiled Nasya.
"GINNY?" Shouted Harry.
Nasya nodded. So that's why she looked like Lily. Ginny's red hair and Harry's green eyes.
"I'm not marrying JAMES!" Cried Lily.
"And I'm not marrying GINNY!" Said Harry.
"Yes you are." Replied Nasya and James in unison.
There was awkward silence, they hadn't exactly soaked it in yet.
"Am I a good mother?" Asked Lily softly.
"I-I-I-I think. Yes, you were. Y-y-y-you did after all di-" Harry began but then stopped. Was it safe for them to know their fate?
"I what?" Asked Lily in alarm.
"I rather not say."
"PLEASE TELL ME!" Begged Lily.
"You shouldn't know."
"Wait.do I die?" Lily asked whispered. She was good at reading facial expressions.
She took the silence as a yes.
"How and when?" Ordered James.
"Are you sure you want to know?" Asked Nasya.
"Well its to late now. So continue." Said Lily
Nasya sighed and said, "Both of you are murdered by Voldemort. You die saving Harry. Voldemort tries to kill Harry at only twelve months old. He survives. The curse backfires and almost kills Voldemort. In Harry's fourth year he comes back. Tries to kill Harry. He survives again. In fifth year S- "
"Don't tell me or them the rest." Harry requested as they got to Sirius' death.
Lily and James were dumbfounded. What could they say? Could they prevent it? They were going to die. They were going to be murdered. Lily smacked herself to make sure it wasn't a dream. A single tear ran down her face as she accepted her future.
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