24 October 1976

"Professor, can I talk to you?"

"Of course, Mr Potter, or should I say Prongs?"

James Potter momentarily looked shocked as his favorite Professor said his codename as he turned his chair to talk with him.

James had then noticed for the first time that Professor Evans had several scars, including a lightning-bolt-shaped. James shuddered at the thought of the number of Death Eaters he had encountered.

James asked nervously, "Professor, how do you-?"

Harry smirked at his sixteen-year-old father and said coolly, "I have my sources, my dear Marauder."

James just stood their, shocked.

Harry continued, "Now what do you want to talk about, boy?" He had felt weird calling people older than him as boys and girls but that's what they were so it didn't matter to him.

James asked, "Sir, I wanted to ask for some advice."

"To woo the Lady Evans? Or you too wanted to ask if I am her father?" Harry's smirk had not vanished.

James sat down on the chair in front of Harry's desk and ignored the first question directed at him.

He said, "The latter." Before he could stop.

Harry just chuckled in a fatherly manner and said, "The rumours are false. I have no partner yet, boy, forget about a wife and my own kids."

"Sir, why are you so blunt?"

"Eh, what? That? That's because of my father, James."

James just nodded and said dryly, "What are the possibilities that a man with the last name Evans has a father with the same name as you, sitting in front of you?"

Harry smiled knowingly, "A Hundred Percent."

James just spluttered.

Then, Harry said, "Are you ready now?"

The still-shaken James looked at his now-serious Professor and nodded. James stood and walked to the center of the room.

These sessions were going since the establishment of Duelling Club in Hogwarts, for James and a few other students who had low scores in DADA aka Defense.

Half the students practiced with Harry, and the other half with Hermione.

Harry still remembered many girls not focusing in his lessons, and some even asking him for a date. He had said, "Fuck, no! I am you Professor, girl!"

Harry said, "I sometimes wonder how did you pass your OWL in Defense with a knowledge of a third year."

James just said, "With an A-".

Harry laughed, " That's a new low for you, Potter, even for you. I had thought you would have studied a little and got an A+"

James just shrugged, "If I fail, I fail. But I will not study for exams like Moony." And then he facepalmed himself.

Harry just said, "Ah! Mr Lupin."

James spluttered again.

Harry told, "Now, Potter, according to me, you are an year below in Defense than your other year mates, except Mr Pettigrew, Mr Parkinson, Miss Bell and Miss Rosier."

Now it was James' turn to smirk as he blurted out, "Rosier is not good in Defense?! I will teach that snake now!"

Harry smirked back at him, "Beware Potter, she is a prodigy of Bat-Bogey Hex."

James paled as he remembered being on the end of these hexes every so often. Her looked at his teacher in fear and said, "Professor, maybe we should start."

Harry chuckled and said, "Potter, today we are learning to Duel properly. Yes, I know you know how to Duel butI know that you have never Duelled."

James just smiled sheepishly.

Harry told, "Now, Potter, you know that we bow first."

The two of them bowed to each other. Harry then continued, "Then we start casting spells which should not do lasting damage."

James nodded knowingly.

Harry said, "You start the Duel, I will try to make the Duel as long as possible."

James started sweating as he heard that. James remembered that his Professor of DADA had Mastery in the subject and is the International Duelling Champion for two years in a row. James casted, "Expelliarmus!"

Harry just stood there as the spell flew over his head.

Harry casted, "Rictumsempra!"

James started clutching his body as he started giggling like a three-year-old. For Harry, it was weird to see an almost adult man giggle.

Harry waited until James was back on his feet and was ready before he took a bit of defensive stance.

"Capistro!"

Harry dodged the really accurate spell but was not fast enough nor small enough to fully dodge. The spell stopped his left hand.

"Very good, Potter, at least you are better in spell crafting. But I am not left handed, Potter." And then to James' surprise he threw his wand from his left hand to the right one.

A simple "Finite" and his hand was back to normal.

"Expelliarmus!"

"Protego! Ah!"

"Gotcha!" Harry caught James' wand as James tried to get up. A weak Disarming Spell would just throw the wand away but a strong spell would let you have the wand. And a very strong spell would push your opponent to ground too.

"How in the fucking hell did the spell tore through my best spell?!"

Harry raised an eyebrow after hearing his father acted like a fool and said, "Language, Potter! For your question, the Disarming Spell is just weakened by the Shield Charm because the Shield Charm protects from danger, not Disarming as it can be for positive reasons too. Therefore, 'Expelliarmus'is not greatly affected by 'Protego'."

James was left standing with his mouth opening and closing as if he were lost for words.
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"'Mione."

She rolled her eyes as she heard the really old nickname.

Harry took a breath in as she responded, "Yes, Harry?"

"'Mione, can you ask me- I mean, can I ask me, you, somethin'?"

Hermione looked suspiciously at Harry before looking back at her book and giving him a gesture to move on.

Harry continued, "Do you . . . um . . I mean, are you fine?"

Hermione looked up from her book, which meant that she was thinking about it as important. She said in her sweet voice, "What do you mean?"

Harry just gulped and said, "I mean, you, lovely, I mean that-" he sighed and continued, "Why the heck am I acting like Quirell?"

"Okay, okay, 'Mione, I just wanted to ask if you are fine. It's just that after the Horcruxes . . . ."

"Oh, that? 'M fine. The Ring was really hard, dunno how Albus got it. Then, the Diary, right? Abraxas Malfoy would let any good-looking woman in to grow his harem."

Hermione took a breath and continued, "So, the Cup? It was a hard bugger, we didn't know where it was so I had to do some research. A month ago, I burnt down the Ancient House of Black's."

Hermione smirked dangerously and ended, "So, the Diadem?"

Harry sighed and looked down, "Fucking crazy those Ravenclaws. I had a talk with Helena making her feel good that she was Tom's another victim, but no, she had to cry all over me. Myrtle just splashed water all over me and disappeared in her toilet. Then, I went to the Chamber and killed the freaking Basilisk with the Sword. Good thing we figured out how to summon it."

Hermione Granger said, "Busy, weren't you?"

Harry just chuckled and said, "James Potter- A. Lily Evans- E+. Sirius Black- O+. Remus Lupin- O++. Frank Longbottom- O. Alice Fortescue- E+. Severus Snape- O++. Regulus Black- O++. Andromeda Black- E-. Narcrissa Black- A++."

"So, Professor, you arebusy."

"Yup!" Harry said, popping the 'p'.

"So which ones are left?"

"Huh? Oh! The Locket."

"Well, that one's easy."