Chapter Fifteen:

Our Son

Lily and James sat patiently on the couch of Grimmauld Place waiting for there son and others to exit there memory.

They were thinking many things and hoping only one, that there son would believe them and accept them.

They held each others hands in support and waited as a slight swirl stirred around the pensieve indicating they were coming back.

Not a moment later those that had just witnessed the memory exited and were sitting before them once more.

"M-Mum, D-dad" Harry said.

These simple words brought tears to lily's eyes and James himself felt them at the corners of his eyes, he, their son, was starting to believe.

Harry seemed to have gone into a shock he was just sitting there staring at his 'parents' he could not believe was this real? Was it a dream? Were his parents really feet from his grasp?

The others seemed to see that Harry and his parents needed some space and quietly left the room, until it was just three potters sitting there.

"h-Harry" Lily started, her son had not moved or spoken since he uttered those words it seemed that he was in shock but then again seeing your 'dead' parents again must have a great affect on a person.

It would appear that he had been crying as tear lines marked his face leading from his puffy red lines, lily just wanted to hug her son but she could not do that just yet.

James was doing no better it pained him that his first born son was taking there return so hardly, though he did not blame him in the slightest instead he blamed himself.

He blamed himself, for not being there to see his son's first steps, first words, first day of school, first train ride to Hogwarts, first ride on a broomstick, first quidditch game, he missed all the firsts and that killed him.

Lily just wanted to know her son, the son that she had not known or seen in fifteen years she remembered what her son used to be, a happy little kid that giggled and smiled at everything. The little bundle of joy that made her life worth living, looking at the sixteen year old in front of her she would have never have guessed It was her son if he did not hold the looks, he did not hold such a happy appearance anymore, he seemed content but their seemed to also be a huge stone wall that hid so much from the world, she did not know her son any longer and it as good as killed her.

But she and her husband held hope, before the end they would be a family again, they hoped.

A.N. so that was just a little look into what is going on in lily and James' minds. Harry has not completely believed yet, he at first thought it all to be a sick joke and unreal now he is sort of classifying it under the idea of a dream I don't think along with some of my reviewers that he should just return to them immediately it is just to unrealistic. So tell me what you think… questions, or anything else.

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