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"Well, I've never exactly had an ordinary life," Harry began, trying to figure out how to put everything into words.

"Wait a minute. Do we really want to know this story?" asked Lily, nervously. "I mean, if most of us are supposed to be dead, it's certainly no fairy tale with a happy ending."

"Shut your mouth Evans," Sirius said quietly, looking kind of nervous himself. "Well, go on Harry."

"It all started the Halloween when I was a year old," Harry began. "Voldemort came after my parents." All four of the newcomers paled at this, and it had nothing to do with the fact that Harry had said Voldemort's name. The dark lord was going to come after James. After a moment though, they pulled themselves together and nodded for him to continue. "Well, the story goes that Voldemort...killed my parents, then tried to kill me. It didn't work." This brought only shock to four of them. Once Voldemort decided to kill someone, they died. There was no counter-curse that could save them. "For a long time, no one knew how it happened. They only knew that he disappeared. When he tried to kill me, the curse backfired on him. It destroyed my parents, and even my house. But all that I had was this scar." Harry slowly touched his forehead where the lightning-shaped scar was.

"But how-how did you do it?" asked Lily. "How in the world did a baby defeat You-Know-Who?"

"C'mon, Evans. Say his name," said James. "Don't be scared of him, it only gives him more power." Lily looked at James in disbelief before shaking her head.

"He wasn't really dead, anyway," continued Harry. "He came back my fourth year here at Hogwarts."

"But very powerful wizards have died trying to go up against Voldemort," insisted Lily. "How did a baby defeat him, even for a short time?"

"Well...I really didn't," said Harry. "You did." The others looked at Lily in shock, while she stared at Harry wide-eyed.

"Me? How?" asked Lily in wonder.

"You saved my life," he told her. "You...died saving my life. I found out later what had happened." Harry looked into Lily's eyes, and continued. "My mother's love made it so he couldn't touch me." Lily gasped in shock. She knew he was telling the truth. When he looked at her with those deep green eyes, she knew it was true. She had seen those eyes every day of her life in the mirror.

"Wait a moment," said James. "Lily...Lily is your mother?" Harry nodded without taking his eyes off Lily, and James took a deep breath. "So, I marry Evans?" Harry nodded again, his eyes only breaking with Lily's when her knees buckled and she fainted. Before she hit the floor, however, James caught her. Holding her against his chest as he slowly lowered her to the floor, James gave a moment to think about what Harry had said. He couldn't believe that he actually married Lily Evans and had a kid by her. She was pretty enough, but she was an insufferable know-it-all. True, he had had a crush on her their first year...or six, but he was over her by now. Wasn't he? Looking at her unconscious form, James wasn't so sure of himself anymore. There wasn't any denying the kid was telling the truth, though. Those eyes...but still, James just couldn't believe it. Lily had never given him the time of day when he did have a crush on her–which he absolutely did not anymore–so why would she consent to marry him later? Unless, of course, she felt the same way...James shook the thought out of his head before it could get his hopes up. As Lily slowly opened her eyes and focused, James began to remember why he had had a crush on her in the first place.

When Lily first opened her eyes, she thought it had all been a dream. A crazy dream really, about going back in time, and something about marrying James. Ridiculous. James was an arrogant git who didn't know what to say to a girl. Sure, she used to have a crush on him. For six years, she absolutely loved the intolerable jerk, but she was over that now. Right? As her eyes slowly focused, the first thing she saw was James's concerned eyes. As she came around even more, she was suddenly aware that she was laying on the floor of Myrtle's bathroom in James' arms. She allowed herself a brief moment of satisfaction at the feeling of James' arms around her before she sat up, holding her head. The whole thing had been a dream, hadn't it? When she saw Harry standing over her, looking concerned as well, she knew that she had not been dreaming. This was a very real nightmare. She slowly got to her feet, giving her head another few minutes to clear before she spoke. "What happened?"

"You fainted, Evans," replied Sirius gruffly. He had seen the look on his friend's face, and he knew that he was falling for her all over again. He thought James had gotten past all that. But, he supposed it was a good thing, since James and Lily were going to end up getting married anyway. Of course, they wouldn't have a very long marriage, would they? Which reminded him of something else. "Hey, Harry. You said that three of us were dead." He looked at his friends apologetically for a moment before continuing. "You've only told us about two."

Harry was hoping that they would forget that part. It was hard enough telling his parents what had happened to them, and he had never even really met them. He didn't even really remember them. But Sirius, on the other hand, Harry had known. Sirius had been Harry's godfather before he died at the Ministry of Magic at the end of Harry's fifth year. He'd only had two years with him, but the pain of losing Sirius was still fresh in Harry's throat. Harry had to take a deep breath before continuing on with the story.

A/N: Thanks for all the support! Keep reviewing, and tell me if you have any ideas what their first adventure should be. Hmm, maybe a well-planned joke on Snape? The idea has merit. I guess we'll just have to wait and see. insert evil laugh here