A/N) The chapter people have all been waiting for: James meets Harry! I'm not sure how good the meeting is, but I think I may have written it a bit fast. I've tried my best with this chapter. It was exceptionally hard to write, considering their reactions to each other and what they say. I think I wrote this chapter three times before I was satisfied with it.

I hope you enjoy this chapter….

Prongs Rides Again

Chapter Six: Father and Son

How can this be possible?

Those five words ran through his mind, consuming every thought. His father. How was it possible for James Potter, the man who had died fighting Voldemort, was alive? Harry was under the impression that wishes never came true, but it appeared that the fates had granted Harry this one small wish. James Potter had died on 31st October 1981; fourteen years later, he was suddenly alive.

"I can't believe it," he finally managed to say, "how?"

"Dumbledore doesn't know," Remus shrugged, "I think you've got the headmaster officially flummoxed. He was certainly surprised through."

"What…." Harry asked, "is dad like?" It was unbelievable, but if it was true he would at last have a family. Could he really believe what Sirius and Remus say? Yes, he could. Would they ever lie to him over something so major as this? No, they wouldn't. They have my best interests at heart. If my father is truly alive then I have a right to know…

"Now?"

Harry nodded.

Remus exchanged a glance with Sirius, frowning. He didn't know what to say; luckily Sirius saved him. "He's changed. James has seen death and returned. Part of him misses Lily. I do not think it is wise to speak of her around him, at least, until he wants to."

"I wouldn't anyway. If he loved her that much…" Harry trailed off, unsure of what to say.

"He did…in fact he still does…you can see it in his eyes." Muttered Sirius. He sighed. "Lily shouldn't have deserved to die like that."

Harry turned his mother's eyes on his Godfather. "You sound as if you loved her?"

Sirius laughed. "No, Harry, don't be silly. Lily was a special person. You couldn't help loving her. She was that type of person. James saw it in her the moment he first saw her. It took us ages to get him to admit he liked her."

"What? He didn't want to, then?"

"Of course not. James didn't know what to do about his feelings for Lily. He loved her the moment he set eyes upon her but we were only eleven. You don't plan your future wife at that age. James was different. He was always sure Lily would be the one for him."

Remus smiled lightly. "And she was."

"James was so happy when she said yes. He was afraid she'd say no when he asked her to marry him."

"But she didn't." Harry added.

"Yeah….the wedding was a day I will remember forever." Remus answered. He looked at his watch. "They should be back by now."

"They?" Harry questioned.

"Oh, yes, Dumbledore took James to the Ministry to clarify that he is alive," Sirius grinned, "I wonder what old Cornelius will say."

Suddenly a thought struck Harry. "Won't they be able to clear your name?"

Sirius shook his head, sadness creeping evidently into his face. "No."

"Why not?" Harry whined.

"Because," Sirius growled, "our esteemed Minister of Magic will not lift the charges of murdering thirteen innocent people from me just because James Potter is alive. He was dead then. He had nothing to do with it. Besides Cornelius would rather give me the Dementor's Kiss then freedom."

Harry swallowed. "Do you think you'll ever be freed?"

"Probably not, unless little rat Peter got a conscience, which I highly doubt he will. My chances of freedom are less then zero."

"Uh, Padfoot, there is no number less then zero save negative numbers and I doubt they count." Remus said, a mischievous shine in his eyes.

Sirius glared. "Shut up, Moony."

Harry laughed.

James was nervous. More nervous then he had been in ages. He and Dumbledore had arrived back at Grimmauld Place thirty minutes ago and since then he had been left alone. Dumbledore had told him that he was going to fetch Harry.

What was taking so long?

All James wanted to do was to see his son. He hadn't seen him since he was a baby. Perhaps something had happened to Harry…perhaps he didn't believe the others about his father? What if Harry thought he was a fraud?

No, James thought firmly, he would not think that. He's just shocked. Just like I was when I found out I'd been dead for fourteen years.

He pulled a hand through his hair, making it even more messier then it had been. He grimaced. Someone really needs to tell old Granddad Potter that he should've had short hair that was easy to comb.

There came a knock at his door, and James jumped. Heart beating fast he strode across the room and opened it. Standing in the door way was a tall, thin, black-haired boy, with green eyes shining out at him, from behind bespectacled glasses.

His son.

Harry.

Remus and Sirius led Harry down the hallway to James' room. The fifteen year old was still reeling from the shock but had agreed to go and meet his father (after some persuasion from Sirius and Remus).

Harry was scared; his stomach felt like jelly. The prospect of meeting his father was so unreal. How could it be possible? A thought struck him. Would his father even like him?

Don't think things like that Harry.

He gulped, stopping the nausea that rose in the pit of his stomach. His hands shook and two roads opened up before him.

The first one was to stand by his father and welcome him into his life, or run away in terror, but Harry was not a Gryffindor for nothing. He swallowed his fear, and levelled his shoulders.

"Nervous?" Sirius asked.

Harry nodded before he could stop himself. "A bit."

"Don't worry. I'm sure James is as well." Remus supplied.

The three stopped outside a door, and exchanging glances with their young charge, Sirius and Remus departed leaving Harry to stand alone outside the door, feeling confused and worried that it wasn't his father inside. Taking a deep breath, he raised a knuckled hand and knocked.

A moment's silence…

…and then the pounding of feet rushing across the floor.

Harry tensed, his right hand grasped firmly round his wand that lay in his pocket.

The door opened, and Harry Potter stared at his father.

James Potter looked exactly like he did in Harry's photo's of him. His hair was messier then Harry's (who had brushed it, but failed miserably in the attempt); his eyes (instead of green) were hazel; and he was tall and thin, just like Harry.

No sound came from the two young men.

Finally Harry got the courage to say: "Hi, dad."

"Hi, dad."

James was startled out of his reverie by his son's voice. He reached out a hand and gently stroked Harry's face, who tried not to feel too unnerved. "You're real…" James whispered. Tears formed in his eyes, "Lily would be so proud of what you've grown into…"

It was in that moment that Harry realised that this was his father. No one would break apart like that over Lily. He truly was in pain. He acted.

Harry walked forward, and hugged his father tenderly. It took mere seconds for James to react. He wrapped his arms round Harry, hugging him fiercely as if he wouldn't let him go. He whispered: "I won't let anything bad happen to you again."

Harry did not have the heart to disagree but instead held tightly. He had never been hugged (that he could remember) by his parents, and it seemed a blessing that he could do it.

"I can't believe you are alive," James continued, "I thought you were gone…dead…"

Harry smiled lightly. "No." he pulled back, lifting up his fringe, exposing the scar.

James gasped. Gingerly he reached out with a finger and traced the lightening bolt scar. He gulped. How could his son cope with that? Dumbledore had told him that the scar connected Harry to Voldemort, yet how could Harry stand the thought of that? Did it not affect him?

Harry seemed to sense his thoughts for he answered the unspoken question. "My scar hurts when Voldemort is near or is angry. It's not very often." He reassured James.

"I've missed you." James said. He sat Harry on the bed, and looked at him properly, placing his hands on Harry's face. "You've grown so much."

"It's been fourteen years, dad." Harry replied.

"Fourteen." James mumbled. "I never thought I'd see you again."

They were silent. James found himself staring into Harry's eyes, for they reminded him so much of Lily. His heart clenched but he forced the emotions away. No…I won't think of her…

"So…if you didn't live with Sirius, where did you go?"

Harry had known this would come. He sighed. "The Dursley's." He might as well get it over with now that his father had asked.

"The Dursleys?" James questioned. And then it hit him. "THE DURSLEYS?"

Harry flinched. "Yeah," he said sheepishly, messing up the back of his hair.

"Lily's sister?"

Harry nodded. I may as well get it over with. "They don't like me very much."

"What? Why?" James exclaimed. But then he remembered that neither Petunia or Vernon Dursley had liked him very much. They had thought him a freak. "They didn't call you a freak, did they?"

"They did and they locked me in a cupboard because of it." Harry mentioned.

Dumbfounded, James struggled to find words: "My son….cupboard…how could they?…unbelievable…"

Harry shrugged. "It's no big deal, really. Since I went to Hogwarts they've been treating me better. They're scared of me."

"They should be," James said darkly, "No one messes with my son…"

"Don't do it, dad."

"Why?"

"Because going to them will only make it worse. Promise me you won't go and do anything to them."

James sighed, annoyed. "I promise." If Harry hadn't made me promise I would go there right now and curse them until they admitted they are sorry for making my son's life hell.

"Good." Harry smiled. One of the hard parts was over, now he needed to tell James about the rest of his school years.

And then it began.

Harry informed James about the Philosopher's Stone; the Chamber of Secrets; the finding and escaping of Peter Pettigrew and finally Voldemort's return.

Harry paused in his explanation when he came to the part when he had seen his parents emerge from Voldemort's wand.

James caught his hesitation. "What happened?"

"The wands…they're brothers so they don't work against each other. The spells connected and Priori Incantatem happened."

James was confused. He had never heard of that saying before. Was it a new spell?

Harry continued. "Priori Incantatem forces another wand to redo their spells. In this case Voldemort's wand did that. Shadows of…of the people Voldemort had murdered came out of his wand." Here Harry struggled to speak. "You and mum appeared."

"I don't remember." James replied.

Harry shook his head sadly. "I don't think you would. Dumbledore told me it was an echo. A living shadow of what you used to be."

"Oh…"

"You helped me escape…or your shadows did. You, mum, Bertha, an old man and Cedric gave me advice. You held off Voldemort giving me the chance to get back to Hogwarts. And that is what happened…" Harry finished.

James moved closer to his son and wrapped an arm round him. "Oh god, Harry, I can't believe you've gone through so much because of your scar. I won't let Voldemort harm you again."

"That might be hard. He wants me dead, dad, and one of these days he'll succeed. I can't keep avoiding him forever."

"I won't let him take you away from me. I will protect you…I promise you Harry…before Voldemort can do anything to you, I will be there to stop him. So will Sirius and Remus. We would die before anything could happen to you."

"I know." Harry said, leaning his head against his father's shoulder and closing his eyes. For the first time in weeks, Harry was truly happy. He had someone he could rely on; someone who could be there for him when he needed them. James would not leave him, he was sure of that.

"Dad," Harry said, pulling his father into the room he shared with Ron, "I want you to meet my best friends, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger."

Molly Weasley had told Ron and Hermione about James Potter's return but neither had thought it possible, not until James walked into Harry's room.

"Oh my goodness…" Hermione said, surprised.

Ron was speechless.

"Hi," James grinned, "James Potter at your service." He bowed.

"You really are Harry's father!" squealed Hermione.

"How?" Ron managed.

James shrugged. Both had agreed to not tell the two about Harry's wish.

"Don't know," Harry supplied.

"I just woke up. Next thing I know I'm meeting my son." James said. "Harry's told me so much about you. Ron, I know you are loyal to Harry beyond anything. Just like Sirius was to me and still is. Hermione, what Harry tells me of you is reminiscent of Lily. Very brainy; a Muggle-born."

Hermione blushed. To be complimented by James Potter in such a way was surprising. Knowing nothing of Lily and realising that he still hurt over her death, James had shown remarkable courage in sizing her up to Lily. "Thank you, Mr Potter."

James stuck his tongue out. "Please, don't call me Mr Potter. It makes me feel old."

"How old are you?" Ron asked.

"Twenty-one."

Ron gasped. "Twenty-one!"

"In fourteen years I haven't aged, mainly because I haven't been here."

Hermione crossed her arms, and glared at Ron. "Honestly, Harry's dad is still going to be the same age he was when he died!"

"I didn't know that!" retorted Ron angrily.

James whispered to Harry. "Do they always argue?"

"Frequently."

"Just like Lily and I." James said dreamily.

"What…?" Harry wondered aloud, but James silenced him. "Not now."

Harry gave his father a suspicious look but decided to save his questions for later. Had Lily hated James?

Ron and Hermione were still arguing. Both seemed to have forgotten James and Harry present in the room, until Harry made a noise in his throat and Hermione shushed Ron when she nodded in their direction.

"Sorry Harry." Hermione mumbled.

"Got a bit carried away." Ron admitted, feeling embarrassed.

James answered, "It's okay. Lily and I used to shout at each other all the time."

"Oh…" Hermione trailed off, feeling bad that she had caused James to remember his deceased wife.

"Didn't you get along, then?" Ron asked.

Hermione elbowed him. "Ron! I don't think he wants to talk about it!"

James shook his head. "Look, it's okay. It's quite nice talking to you about Lily. It's when I'm alone that it's bad." he smiled. "And to answer your question: Lily hated me. I was, well, how can you put it? An arrogant prat when it came to her. I showed off all the time: I thought I was impressing her. It wasn't until I became Head-boy in last year that I settled down and stopped cursing every other student that I came across, that Lily eventually came to love me for who I really was."

"At least…" Hermione began but was cut off as Ron blurted out: "You were Head-boy?"

Grinning, James added: "Yeah…I was Head-Boy…and Lily was Head-Girl…which is why she got to know me better."

Suddenly Mrs Weasley shouted up the stairs claiming that dinner was ready.

"We'd better go down, hadn't we?" James said, making his way to the door.

Harry followed but turned back when he noticed his friends weren't following. "Aren't you coming?"

"We'll be down in a minute." Hermione said.

Shrugging Harry joined his father and the two walked down into the kitchen, together.

The following morning, Tonks brought the Daily Prophet round for the occupants of Grimmauld Place to read. The front page read as thus:

REVEALED: JAMES POTTER - ALIVE OR DEAD?

Reported by Rita Skeeter

It is not every day that a dead man comes back to life: and neither they should, especially if they have been gone for over fourteen years. However, it is apparent that not even death can stop James Potter, the father of the famous Harry Potter, can remain dead. In a bizarre twist of events, Albus Dumbledore, headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, recently confronted Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge with a 'look-alike' James Potter.

Questioned by the Minister, the man claiming to be Harry Potter's father, was eventually found to be who he says he is by the Minister as he answered questions thrown at him under the influence of Veritaersrum to assume his true identity. It is without a doubt though, that James Potter has indeed returned from the dead.

How, even our experts can't say how this miracle came about. Did James Potter really die? Or has he been in hiding for the past fourteen years?

Minister for Magic, Cornelius Fudge reports: "James Potter was a worthy Auror at the beginning of the Eighties, a very smart young man with an undeniably bright future ahead of him. Tragically it was cut short by He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. I have no idea how James Potter has miraculously returned but I can clarify that he IS James Potter."

But what we must really ask ourselves: is James Potter sane enough to be accepted back into society?

"Does she always write articles like this?" James asked, after reading the article a second time.

Harry sighed. "Yeah. She wrote loads of stuff about me last year."

James' eyes darkened. "That cow."

"She can't write anything about Harry though or anything nasty like she used to." Hermione piped up.

"Why?"

Hermione grinned. "We found out a secret about Rita Skeeter that we can bribe her with." she whispered this to James so that others in the kitchen couldn't hear her. "She's an Animagus - unregistered - just like you. She can still write stories as long as she doesn't write anything horrible. This article is okay for her. Rita is just reporting what Cornelius said."

"Oh…" James said. He turned to Harry. "What did she print about you?"

"Horrible stuff," Harry replied, "Saying that I was a disturbed teenager who was attention seeking."

"My son: an attention seeker!" James roared, "How can she say something like that?"

Harry shrugged. "It doesn't matter. If she breaks her promise…we let her secret out. She doesn't want that."

"Good thinking." James smiled.

Hermione was flicking through the Daily Prophet while Harry had finished speaking to his father. As her intense eyes scanned the pages she read an article and she yelped out loud. "Hey, there's something about Sirius in here!"

"What does it say?" James and Sirius said at exactly the same time.

Hermione read:

SIRIUS BLACK: INNOCENT or GUILTY?

Reported by Francis Downright

For fourteen years witches and wizards of the world have believed Sirius Black to be a dangerous murderer, but new evidence brought into the light by James Potter could suggest otherwise. On 24th October 1981, Sirius Black became the Potter's Secret Keeper under the Fidelius Charm. Within him was concealed the location of James and Lily Potter. On the 31st October 1981 He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named murdered Lily and James Potter at their home in Godric's Hollow. Evidence supplied by Albus Dumbledore informed the Ministry that Black had been the Potter's Secret Keeper, and therefore had betrayed their whereabouts to You-Know-Who.

With the resurrection of James Potter, new evidence has come into the light. Under the influence of Veritaserum (the truth Potion) James Potter has clarified that it was Peter Pettigrew who was their Secret Keeper. On the 1st November 1981, Black killed Pettigrew and twelve Muggles, blowing up half of the street.

The Ministry of Magic automatically assumed that Black had murdered the Muggles, but what if he didn't? It has also been revealed that Black was an Auror at the time, so if he had been a servant of the Dark Arts surely he would bear the Dark Mark. Evidence suggests that he has not the symbol of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named.

Kingsley Shacklebolt, who is in charge of capturing Black, reveals: "Sirius Black was never given a full trial: he was sent straight to Azkaban. He was never heard out by the Minister. For all we know, what we think happened, could not have really occurred. In order for us, as Aurors, to solve this mystery and to find out what really happened that night, we have to get a confession from Black. He is proving difficult to capture. Unless the Minister is willing to drop the sentence of 'if he is captured, he will have the Dementor's Kiss' then I am willing to bet Sirius Black will not show himself."

The Minister of Magic declined to comment.

What we must ask ourselves is this: Is Sirius Black an innocent soul? If he was an Auror, and friends with James Potter would he really murder twelve innocent Muggles, when his job was to protect them? Other evidence supports that he is innocent was his childhood. The Daily Prophet can exclusively reveal that Black was disowned by his parents at the age of sixteen when he ran away from home to go and live with the Potters.

Are these really the actions of a murderer? Only time will tell if the truth will ever be revealed.

"At least someone is willing to hear my side of the story." Sirius muttered, a small smile pulling at his lips.

James patted his friend on the back. "You never know, if we drum off enough support from the public, we might just be able to get Fudge to overturn your sentence."

Sirius snorted. "Maybe, but I doubt they are going to believe this article. Perhaps you should go round broadcasting your memories to show people what a nice guy I am."

James laughed. "As if that would work."

Harry was re-reading the article and his eyes widened as he read the second to last paragraph.

"You ran away from home?" Harry questioned looked at his Godfather.

Sirius shrugged. "I'd had enough."

"What was wrong with your family?" Hermione asked. "Were they like the Malfoys?"

Sirius flinched. "Worse, in a way."

"How?" Harry asked. James sniggered.

"My parents supported the Dark Arts. Everyone in my family became a Death Eater, marching at Voldemort's side. My parents didn't but they fully supported Voldemort's cause. They thought his morals were right," he sighed, his blue-grey eyes becoming distant.

"Thinking about Regulus again?" James teased, a grin splitting his face.

Sirius shook his head. "Yeah. Stupid kid really."

"Who's Regulus?" Harry asked.

"My little brother."

Harry's eyes widened. "Your brother? Was he a Death Eater to?"

Sirius nodded. "He wasn't a bad kid. He followed the right path in the end."

"Where's he now?"

"Dead." Sirius supplied.

"Dead?" Hermione asked.

"Regulus panicked about what he was being asked to do. He tried to back out, unfortunately, it's a life time of service or death. Regulus was killed," Sirius remembered, "I'm the last pure Black left. My cousins all married into the old Wizarding families."

"Apart from Andromeda." James said.

"Andromeda?"

"Andromeda Black. She married a Muggle-born. Ted Tonks. She is officially the black sheep of the family. Blood-traitor." Explained Sirius.

"Tonks?" Harry said, "Does that make Nymphadora Tonks your second cousin?"

"Yes."

James suddenly laughed out load, nearly falling from his chair.

"What's up with you Prongs?" Sirius asked, eyebrows raised in amusement.

"Sorry, Padfoot, I was just remembering the time when Andromeda caught you cursing her sisters."

Sirius grinned as the memory came back to him. "Oh yeah…dear cousins Bella and Cissa." He grinned nastily.

"Bella and Cissa?" Hermione pointed out.

"Bellatrix, Andromeda and Narcissa are all sisters," Sirius explained, "Bellatrix is married to Rodolphus Lestrange: both are in Azkaban now, and still loyal to Voldemort. And Narcissa married Lucius Malfoy."

"WHAT?" Harry shouted. "You're related to Draco Malfoy?"

"We're not that close, Harry."

"Yeah, but still…I can't believe that!"

Hermione folded her arms. "You said that you were cursing them?"

James giggled. "Yeah. Bella had said something about Padfoot's girlfriend. We were in sixth year; Bella in seventh. Andromeda was in fifth, with Narcissa in fourth year. Lucius Malfoy was in Seventh year at the time but he still had his eyes on Narcissa."

"Those were the fun days…" Sirius trailed off, smirking.

Hermione shook her head. She never approved of violence in the slightest. "Honestly!"

Everyone laughed.

James looked around at the people at the table, smiling. It was good to be back with the ones he cared the most for.

TBC

I'm not sure about Lucius Malfoy's age so I had him a year older then the Marauders. I used Chapter Six: The Noble and Most Ancient House of Black in the Order of the Phoenix to find out which order the Black sisters go in. Bellatrix is the oldest, followed by Andromeda, with Narcissa last. I always assumed they would be at school with James and co. so it sort of works out. Narcissa, I think, (in canon) was older then Sirius but I don't know that so this is what their respective ages are for this story. She must have only been a year out of Hogwarts when she had Draco Malfoy then…

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Review Responses:

missoblivious: Sorry if the review responses bother you but there are some issues that I must address to other reviewers. I will try and keep them short.

HarrysGrl: Harry will look into the Pensieve but we will only see him talking to James about it. That won't happen until Chapter 29, I think. (Yes, it is a very long story and it is all planned out as well - I just need to add in the details before posting.) Thank you for the review.

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angelicmayuka: I quite like the idea for an ice-skating memory - author looks in chapter plan and makes a note to do an ice-skating memory - but another memory won't be coming to a while yet. However James will be talking to Harry about Lily shortly and while there is no memory in it, he will tell Harry a lot about his time with her. I've taken time to write out the plot for this story, and while it follows Book 5, the ending has changed, a lot. There won't be many clues as to what I'm planning. Keep a look out for them as the chapters progress but it won't start until Harry gets back to Hogwarts. Thank you for the review.

HarryPotterknoitall: I used only the one paragraph of Harry shouting because it lasts like three pages in my version of OOTP. James still heard the whole conversation, I just didn't want to write out the whole conversation because it would take too long and would detract from the main point of the story. I hope that clears that up!

IamSiriusgrl: Will Sirius still die? Hmmm, that is a closely guarded secret. And James being at the Ministry will change things….you'll just have to wait and see what I have planned….Thank you for your review.

Lady Taliesin: Another lengthy review: Thanks! I definitely know what you mean about Fudge being a complete thick-headed jerk. Some people think that he would clear Sirius just because James says he's innocent, but he wouldn't because there is no evidence to prove that Sirius didn't commit the murders. He's cleared him of betraying the Potters, but because Fudge is a complete and utter power-hungry, self-contained idiot, he'd rather keep his job then allow an innocent man to be free. Perhaps I would have considered clearing Sirius of all charges if this story was set before fourth year as back then Fudge trusted Dumbledore. Now he doesn't so anything he says that might even be remotely impossible he discourages it as an attempt to overthrow him. I hope that made sense. And, yes, he wasn't allowed to see his son yet, because Harry didn't know about him. I'm also trying to keep the characterization to a point so that they are true to the characters in the books. Knowing almost nothing about James gives me a little freedom to create him as my own. Oh, and thank you for pointing out my mistake. I was meant to say 'sputtering'. I'll have to correct that when I have time. I hope you enjoyed how Harry reacted. I'm not sure how good that scene was or not. Thank you for the review and your lovely comments.

SeriousSiriusFan: I won't kill anyone that is important to you (I know where the plot is going now and what happens at the end). I do not love the know-it-all but I won't kill her. I actually didn't know you try to avoid fics where characters are killed off: do you know any good fics that I could read? I hope this answer pleases you.

littlewolf-moony: James still remembers Peter as a good friend so I still believe he would have listened to Peter's reasons if he could. I hope the reunion between father and son was okay. And I'll try and not kill Sirius but you won't find out what I have planned for him until Chapter 33. A Yahoo Group is where you can join up and receive updates and information on what to expect. There are also polls. It is also a place where fans of this story can chat or send messages to me about the story and can also make suggestions as to where they would like to see happen. I've had no messages so far but I've got three members. Don't worry I will not call characters by their pet names. The only ones who've got them are the Marauders (Prongs, Padfoot, Moony) and it will only be those names anyway, nothing else. Besides I don't like calling Sirius 'Siri' it makes it sound like he is a girl. I will try and read your stories, but I can't promise that I will. I hope you enjoyed this chapter.

Silverspecter: I don't have a beta-reader, instead I re-read every chapter I write out-loud and that way I usually spot any mistakes I may have made. I don't really believe I'm that good at spelling or grammer. I look forward to reading more of your story. I hope this chapter met your expectations. I am not sure about the meeting between father and son went that well or came out as well as I wanted it to. Thank you for reading!

Chapter 7: Harry and James go to Diagon Alley...avaliable at the weekend.

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