Title: Looking in Dad's Pensieve
Author: dragonriderhp
Summary: What would happen if Harry came across his Dad's old Pensieve? He would be able to see his Dad's life, that's what, and how he, Harry, came to live. Some romance with L/J, mostly General or Humor. HBP Spoilers!
A/N: Hi! I know it was pretty weird to have James – err – making out around age 10, but I wanted to clear things up. Harry only thought that James looked 10, as is why he called him 10. But, Kelly was the one who came onto him, deepening the kiss. At first he just kissed her simply, as is why Harry said he was "okay with a peck" so James didn't really put that on. That's also why he didn't like her. That actually happened the December before he got his letter, so he was almost going to Hogwarts. I just wanted to say that so nobody thinks that it's gross or anything because he did that – and I certainly don't want you to judge my story on that. Because I hope that you don't think the whole story will be like that; I'm trying to not make it like that though. Thanks for reviewing! Please R & R!
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Looking in Dad's Pensieve
Chapter 4: The Skill Lived On
Harry shook the dust off of himself, standing. He was beginning to fell aches and pain all over his body for the continuous falling over and landing roughly on the ground. Picking a wad of grass (How on earth did that get on me?)off ofhis jacket, Harry hurried once more towards the Pensieve.
He brought out his wand and touched the surface. The substance inside the Pensieve glittered until something cleared that brought Harry much delight.
Harry was looking down onto the Hogwarts Quidditch Pitch. He eagerly bent over the basin until he toppled forward as soon as his nose touched the substance.
Harry landed on a hard, wooden bench. As he righted himself, he saw that he was sitting in one of the Quidditch stands. Harry looked around him and saw, to his surprise, Lily standing at the edge of the stands next to a tall brunette. Harry hurried forward and stood in the empty spot next to his mom.
Lily looked 13 or 14 and had on her Gryffindor scarf and gloves. Her red hair was a little below her shoulders, and she had obviously put on some mascara, because her bright green eyes stood out. Her friend had a cheery face and light blue eyes, also showing her Gryffindor support.
"HERE COMES THE GRYFFINDOR TEAM!" a loud voice echoed throughout the pitch. Harry looked over and saw a blond boy sitting behind the microphone by Professor McGonagall.
The Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs began cheering loudly as he rattled off the names.
"Seeker: Jones! Chasers: Widdle, Emory, and Potter!" Harry felt a lurch in his stomach as he saw his Dad fly out onto the pitch.
James flew around the pitch just as the commentator shouted out, "Beaters: Black and Bell!" Sirius soared onto the pitch and twirled his bat in the air.
"And Keeper: Sanders!"
James sped towards the Gryffindor stands where Harry was standing and pulled to a halt in front of Lily.
"For you," he said huskily, pulling a white lily from his robes. He handed it to Lily and winked at her.
"I don't want your bloody charity, Potter!" Lily shouted angrily, her face flushed. She threw the flower onto the pitch, glaring at James. He looked at her, hurt, before flying over to Sirius. He muttered something to his best friend and Sirius patted him on the shoulder.
Harry watched the flower drift gracefully onto the grass, feeling the same sort of falling feeling in his stomach.
What if what Sirius said was wrong? What if Lily never really loved my Dad?Harry thought nervously.
The two teams, Ravenclaw and Gryffindor, positioned themselves in the middle of the field.
"I'm Elliot Winson and I must say this is going to be a match! Ravenclaw is trailing Gryffindor in points at the moment, but their team is getting better – this is sure to be an interesting game! Here comes Hooch!" Winson shouted.
Harry leaned anxiously forward as Madame Hooch blew the whistle.
James immediately got the Quaffle and he zoomed towards the hoops, dodging the other teams Seeker.
"And Potter takes the Quaffle, dodging Yin, Ravenclaw's Seeker. The Keepers are at their ends, and Potter passes it to Emory – she's quite the looker, I do hope she goes with me to Hogsmeade soon – ouch! Sorry, Professor! Emory takes it and flips around Gilherst – oh! Nearly misses a bludger, she passes it to Widdle, who in turn passes it to Potter – ouch, bad pass by Widdle. The Quaffle is caught by Gilherst, he's looking at the top of his game – my, he's dodged everyone and it's just him and the Keeper now!" Winson cried.
Harry watched his dad in awe – he, too, seemed to have an uncanny grace on a broom. Harry now saw where he must have acquired his Quidditch talent.
Lily's eyes were following somebody on the pitch. Harry's heart soared as he saw two people in her vision, one being James. But he immediately shook his head in dismay as he heard Lily whisper something to her friend.
"Bobby Gilherst is taking me to Hogsmeade this weekend. Damn, he can snog!" Lily said, giggling. Her friend laughed too.
Harry rolled his eyes and turned back to the game.
"AN AMAZING SAVE BY SANDERS! Bloody talent, she's got. Gryffindor has got quite a stacked team this year…Sanders throws the ball to Potter, who hurries around Modgen and Bevner, both Ravenclaw Beaters – he passes to Widdle, who returns it – its just Potter and the Keeper now!" Winson said excitedly. "POTTER SCORES! 10-0 Gryffindor!"
James flew up in the air and did a few flips, grinning. Lily rolled her eyes but clapped politely.
Dad sure wants Mum's attention, Harry thought, watching James. He looked over and saw Lily clapping and his hand immediately flew up to ruffle his hair.
Lily's friend nudged her and pointed to James who was talking to Sirius but was grinning and watching Lily.
Lily immediately clamped her hands together and glared at him.
"AND EMORY IS OFF! Streaking down the pitch, she avoids another player – oh! Nicely placed Bludger there, by Black, knocking Gilherst out of the path of Emory – Emory serves it to Potter, WHO WEAVES AROUND THE POSTS AND PASSES IT TO EMORY – IT'S A GOOOOOAL!" The Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs erupted into cheers and stood up in a great wave of red and gold.
James flew over and hugged Charlemagne (Charlie) Emory (A/N: Don't ask how we know the name of her…we just do) and looked over at Lily. She was watching them with her arms folded over her chest.
After 15 long, dangerous minutes of Quidditch the score was 130-90 Gryffindor. Lily had lightened up and was cheering just as loud for James as she was for everyone else.
"GILHERST SCORES AGAIN! That makes it 130-100 to Gryffindor. It's anyone's game; whoever catches the Snitch first will win it!" Winson said, watching Widdle catch the ball from Sanders.
"Widdle hurries down the court while the team gets into position. The Seekers are still looking for the Snitch – WIDDLE SCORES! GILHERST PASSES TO DRUMILL WHO DROPS IT! Potter retrieves it and rushes towards the goal! THE SEEKERS ARE DIVING! They have both spotted the Snitch – it's a foot race now! OW! I know that Professor it's a figure of speech! EMORY CATCHS THE BALL FROM POTTER AND THEN RETURNS IT – POTTER SCORES!" Winson hurriedly looked around, trying to catch everything in the game.
"GO JAMES!"
Harry looked over and saw Lily jumping up and down, screaming. She clapped excitedly and James looked over in surprise.
Sirius flew up to James, following James' gaze.
James was staring at Lily in awe. He started to tip over but Sirius rightened him. Lily blushed magenta, as she saw him looking at her, but she smiled shyly at him.
Harry turned back to the game as the two Seekers streaked by him.
"THE SCORE IS NOW 150-120, GRYFFINDOR! Whoever can catch the Snitch will win the game for them! JONES ANDYIN ARE NECK AND NECK!"
Harry looked at the two Seekers: both had their hands extended, following the gold blur in front of them. Harry looked up as Winson started shouting excitedly; the words were drowned out by the roaring around him as the Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs rose to their feet in an uproar;
Jones had caught the Snitch!
Harry followed the crowd onto the pitch as they rushed excitedly to greet the players.
Harry jogged up to his Dad and stood next to him, watching him flirt with girls, chat with guys, and grin cockily at everyone who congratulated him.
Such a people person, Harry thought with a smile.
Suddenly a red head ran through the crowd up to James – and flung her arms around him.
James stood there in shock, completely paralyzed. Lily grabbed his face and kissed him.
James' eyes widened even more, if it was possible. Sirius catcalled and Lily's friend hooted, along with many other people in the crowd.
Suddenly Lily pulled away as if burned. She stared at him in surprise, her cheeks quickly turning bright red. James stood there staring at her. She whirled around and disappeared into the crowd.
After about a minute of James staring at where Lily had just been, Sirius pushed him over. James stumbled but quickly gained composure.
"She kissed you, mate!" Sirius said, thumping James on the back.
"I gotta talk to her," James murmured under his breath.
James took off abruptly, running towards the lake. Harry groaned and followed him, curious to find out what would happen next.
After a few minutes they reached the lake, Harry breathing slightly heavily. James slowed down as he saw a red head lying down by the edge of the water.
Lily had her hands behind her head and was looking up into the sky wistfully.
James walked close to her and cleared his throat.
Lily sat up in surprise and her eyes narrowed as she saw James approaching her.
"What do you want?" Lily asked bitterly. "Haven't you already embarrassed me enough?"
James glared at her in surprise.
"ME! What are you talking about? You came onto me! I didn't do anything!" James said in protest.
Lily stood up and faced him. "Well, you could have pushed me away or something! You didn't have to kiss me back!"
James rolled his eyes. "Now, I couldn't deny a pretty lady her privilege, now could I?"
Lily threw her hands up in frustration.
"Look, I just did that as an – aftermath of the euphoria of the game. That's all. I don't like you, so don't get any ideas."
James sighed. "Fine. But don't blame me for what you did."
Harry watched as his parents squabbling by the lake faded away as he was brought back to the present.
When Harry landed in the dark, musty cellar, he couldn't keep the grin off his face that had appeared and stayed since he had seen his mom and dad kiss.
A/N: Well, that was much longer! Almost two times the size! I wanted to put a little drama, some excitement, and lots 'o' romance in this chapter. That's one of the reasons it took me so long! I'm really sorry about that; the other reason was I HAD THE BIGGEST WRITER'S BLOCK! But, luckily my friend fixed it for me! So now here's the chapter. I have an idea for the next one, too. Also, I wasn't exactly sure about the names, so please bear with me. Now, please R & R, as always! Thanks a million!