The laughing ceased instantly. The head the black hair was attached to slowly turned, Harry was looking into the eyes of his godfather.

"SIRIUS!"

Harry ran towards him, Sirius meeting him halfway, rapping his godson in a tight embrace. "Is it really you?" Harry asked into Sirius's robes.

"As far as I can tell," They both had tears running down their faces.

"I missed you so much."

Sirius finally released him and muffled a shout, "Merlin Harry! What has happened to you?"

A hard look came across his face. Harry pushed Sirius back into a chair.

"I DON'T Know What Has Happen To Me! Maybe it's losing the only father I ever had! You have any idea what that did to me! You idiot! Coming to the Ministry! Why didn't you listen to Dumbledore? What would have happened if Aurors had gotten to you? You would have been shipped back to Askaban so fast your head would spin! No questions asked!"

Sirius stood up. "Hey, I'm your godfather! You can't reprehend me!"

"I can sure as hell try!"

Then Sirius sat back down as Harry's first words hit him. "You saw me as a father?" He said weakly.

Harry reached over and rapped his knuckles on Sirius's head. "Hello? Who's the only one I felt like I could talk to in my fourth year and not feel stupid? Who lived off rats and lived in a cave for me? Last year, who was so happy that I was back for Christmas? Who risked their neck to help me at the Ministry? Of Course I see you as a father!"

Sirius stood back up and hugged his godson so tight that Harry was choked for air.

"Sir-ius ca-n't br-ea-th!"

He released him. "Ah . . . Harry there's someone you should meet." Sirius put his hands on his godson's shoulders and stared into the gem pools for a moment before turning him around.

Harry turned around. There, in flesh and blood, living and breathing was James Godric Potter.

Neither father nor son moved a muscle, both looking deep into the other's eyes. Harry made the first move minutes later, He backed up into Sirius.

Sirius put his hands back on his godson's shoulders. Harry turned around and looked into Sirius's eyes. Not saying a word but asking a thousand questions.

Sirius nodded.

Earlier

James's P.O.V

Suddenly I could feel again. Memories came flooding back into my mind. Lily. Harry. Sirius. Peter. Remus. Voldemort.

I opened my eyes for the first time in fifteen years. I only caught a glimpse of the big room before I was tackled to the ground.

"PRONGS!"

"Pad- Padfoot?" my raspy voice asked, not sounding remotely like my own. The body that had me pinned to the ground hugged me tighter.

"I'm so sorry, Prongs." Sirius mumbled over and over.

"Padfoot get off me and explain your babbling."

Sirius pulled himself up and offered me his hand. I took it and wobbled on my feet. "Now what are you talking about, Sirius?"

He looked at me, then the floor. "It was my fault, all my fault."

"What?"

"I might as well have murdered you myself! I made you switch secret keepers! It was my fault!"

I swear under my breath and swiftly move to give my best friend a hug. "I never want to hear you say that again." I say as Sirius is frozen against me. "Understood?" Sirius nodded and embraces me back.

I look around the room; Dumbledore is standing off to one side, his blue eyes twinkling. But then it his me full force. Harry. Lily. Dead. Gone. I let out a shaky breath and sink to the ground, putting my head in my hands.

"James . . ." Sirius sat down next to me and put him arm around my shoulders. "What's wrong?"

"Why?" I ask. "Why'd you bring me back? Lily and Harry are . . . gone. I have no reason to live." Sirius gripped my shoulder, "Oh James . . . Harry . . . he . . . survived."

I think me heart just stopped . . . no there it goes. I slowly take my head out of hands and look at Sirius with utter disbelief in my eyes.

"My god James! He's your carbon copy! Well, he does have Lily's eyes."

Lily . . . Head back into hands.

"James?" Merlin, that voice! Just like Lily's . . . Snap out of it!

"Honey?" I look up. My Lily-Flower. Her red hair cascading down her back, those green eye's sparkling with tears.

"Flower . . .?" I slowly stand up and take her into my arms, bearing my face in her hair. She rests her head on my shoulder.

Minute's later Sirius broke the silence with, "Merlin, get a room."

I reach out to cuff him around the head but he quickly dodged it. "Where did Dumbledore go?" Lily asked, sitting next to me.

"I think he went to get Harry. He was going to talk to you two, but after awhile he gave up." Sirius said with a smile.

I look into Sirius's eyes. They are dancing with happiness. But there is something deeper . . . something is residing deeper in his blue eyes, a darkness . . . .

He must have noticed me staring, "Prongs?" He asked.

I think I hear a door open and close softly. But I push it to the back of my mind. I shake my head, trying to clear what I saw in my best friend's eyes out of my mind. "So, how is Harry? He's . . . 16? Does he play pranks? Quidditch? Does he have a lot of friends?" I ask, impatient to know everything I can about my son.

Sirius started to laugh his familiar bark like laugh.

"Sir-Sirius?" A timid voice came from the back of the room, by the door.

Sirius stops in mid laugh. From the looks of it he can place a face with the voice. He slowly turns.

"SIRIUS!"

A streak of black comes toward us. Sirius leaps from his chair and runs towards it. The boy runs right into Sirius's arms.

"Is it really you?" The boy asked

"As far as I can tell."

"I missed you so much."

Sirius let go of the boy and muffled a shout. "Merlin Harry, what's happened to you?"

Harry? My little boy? What's wrong with him! I want to scream at Sirius to move so I can see him. Then Sirius starts backing up. I still can't see Harry. Only messy black hair attached to a tall boy. I can feel Lily tense beside me.

Harry was pushing Sirius back into a chair, almost close enough for me to reach out and touch his back.

"I DON'T Know What Has Happen To Me! Maybe it's losing the only father I ever remember! Do you have ANY idea what that did to me! You idiot! Coming to the Ministry! Why didn't you listen to Dumbledore? What would have happened if Aurors had gotten to you? You would have been shipped back to Askaban so fast your head would spin! No questions asked!"

I felt so lost. What was Harry yelling about? Padfoot, Azkaban? Padfoot's bad, but not that bad.

Sirius stood up. "Hey, I'm your godfather! You can't reprehend me!"

"I can sure as hell try!"

Then Sirius sat back down. "You saw me as a father?" He said weakly.

A little bit of jealousy overcame me for a minute.

Harry reached over and rapped his knuckles on Sirius's head. I chuckled slightly at that sight. "Hello? Who's the only one I felt like I could talk to in my fourth year and not feel stupid? Who lived off rats an in a cave for me? Last year, who was so happy that I was back for Christmas? Who risked their neck to help me at the Ministry? Of Course I see you as a father!"

Sirius stood back up and hugged his godson so tight that Harry was choked for air.

"Sir-ius ca-n't br-ea-th!"

He released him. "Ah . . . Harry there's someone you should meet." Sirius turned Harry around. I quickly stand up.

Oh.

My.

God.

Sirius was right; twins from out messy black hair down to what looked like our shoe size. But he does have Lily's sparking green eyes. But, there on his forehead, a scar on his forehead, like lightning. That's where . . . Voldemort. I try to contain my anger rising in my chest.

Harry started right back at me. Neither of us moved a muscle. I think we were both afraid to. That if we did, the other would disappear.

Harry made the first move he slowly backed up. I wanted to rush out and take him into him into my arms. Tell him how much I love him and how sorry I am that I failed to protect him. But I think I would be a little freaked out too if my father turned up after being dead for 15 years. Harry looked at Sirius.

He nodded

Present

Harry turned back to once again face James.

"Dad?"

"Harry?" They said at the same time.

Sirius gave Harry a little push. He stumbled forward and found himself in front of his father. They stayed that way for awhile till Sirius took matters into his own hands.

"For Merlin's sake!" Sirius strode over to them, out a hand on each of their backs and pushed them together.

They both fell into the hug.

Harry buried his face into the crook of his father's neck, while James rested his cheek on top of his son's head. Holding each other tightly, eyes closed, but a silent tear escaping.

"That's better." Sirius said, smiling.

Lily came over and put her head on Sirius's shoulder. "Paddy?"

"Hmm?"

"What was Harry talking about? Losing you?"

Sirius stiffened. "I was dead too," He said tensely.

Lily looked up at him in shock. "What?"

Sirius shook his head. "Later."

Then James was turning Harry around. Lily took her head off Sirius's shoulder. Harry locked eyes, both seeing the same in the other. Harry did not hesitate this time. He had assured his mind that they were real and not going any were any time soon, if he had any say in it that is.

Mother and Son embraced for the first time in 15 long years.

James moved over next to Sirius. "So that's my little boy?" he asked in a whisper.

"I object to being called "little" Harry said, startling his father and godfather.

Sirius ruffled Harry's hair. "Aww, little Harry's so cute when he acts like a big boy!" Sirius said in baby talk.

Harry gave Sirius a dirty look before sticking his tongue out at his godfather.

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