From the Diary of Lily Evans Potter:
October 20th 1979
I was out walking Sabrath our Smithfield as the clouds in the heavens burst open. I ran from tree to tree trying to keep dry – why wasn't James home to walk the dog, he knows I hate being out late without him. So here it was a rainy night and I am walking the dog, bloody brilliant. The sky lit up with a beautiful fork of lightning that's when I noticed him.
He came into sight standing by the lake no umbrella and no coat. I ran up to him asking if he wanted to come inside and dry off, he accepted with a smile so we walked to my house.
I didn't ask him his name, as this I already knew. We had been to school together even then I had harboured a secret crush on him. As he toweled off in front of me I finally noticed how strikingly handsome he really was – no I can't look I thought thinking of James. A noise brought me out of my stupor as an owl appeared at the kitchen window. I leant out of the window and grabbed the parchment and read it, it was from James saying he would be home tomorrow as he was doing a task for Dumbledore.
I asked my guest if he would like to stay since it was late and also I hate being alone at night, he accepted. I was yearning for him. Pining as I did in our school years. He could sense this and walked over to me and took me in his hands. He walked me to my bedroom where he started to smother me with kisses on my face, my hair, my breasts. He stripped out of what he had left on and helped me out of my clothes and also my inhibitions, as this was my fantasy coming to life. He found what he was looking for and I slowly let him enter me. He brought the Veela out of me, so many times easily. All I could think was that my life was now fulfilled now I had been with him.
The next morning I woke early, I rose looking for my lover he was not there I called his name there was no answer. Then I found it, a single Lily with a note attached which read:
Lily, You are the FlowerI am the Sea
We walked in the Garden
We planted a Tree
Don't try to find me
Please don't you dare
Just live in the Memory
I will always be there
I cried. I cried a lot. Never had James fulfilled me like the way I had been the night before. James will be home soon I must clean myself up for him. My one true love when will I ever see you again.
July 31st 1980
Welcome to the world Harrison James Potter, I hope you know what you are getting your self in for James crooned to our new son. I didn't have the heart to tell James that he might not be his but what he doesn't know won't hurt him or will it.
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It was nearing the end of the first week of summer holidays as Harry lay in the garden of number four Privet Drive reading The Lord of the Rings. As he was a million miles away in middle earth Harry could hear a dull noise that was slowly getting louder he snapped out of his daze and looked away from his book.
"HARRISON JAMES POTTER. GET YOUR SORRY EXCUSE FOR AN ARSE IN HERE RIGHT NOW!" bellowed Uncle Vernon with a slice of venom in his voice.
"Coming," Harry, replied dulcetly
Harry went inside the small house and what he saw made him snicker. Dancing around the lounge room was Aunt Petunia with a letter in her hand screaming madly and crying as well.
"Aunt Petunia what's wrong? What's happened?" Harry queried.
"She's coming, she is actually coming, coming here to visit for a couple of days I can't believe it," she said through tears of happiness
"Who's coming mummy?" Dudley asked
"Oh Duddikins, she is finally coming. Your Tante Constance is finally coming to visit," she cried
"Who is Tante Constance, my dear?" Vernon asked quizzically
She is my Mothers Sister, her only surviving relative actually. I haven't seen her for nearly twenty years and now she is finally coming to visit, visit here, visit us," she said excitedly. "She arrives from Paris tomorrow."
"Are we to pick her up at the airport my dear?" Vernon asked.
"No she says she will have a car waiting for her to bring her here," replied Petunia scanning the letter.
Harry was watching the commotion rather expectantly "So I have another relative on mum's side that I didn't know about, well wonders never cease to amaze me," Harry thought, with a raised eyebrow, as he looked at his jubilant Aunt.
"We have to get the house spick and span and set up the spare bedroom for her," Petunia said out loud the it hit her "Oh pooh, we don't have a spare room do we Vernon." It was then she noticed Harry. "But then again we may have to change the sleeping arrangements in this house for the next few days," she said staring straight at Harry "Boy, Dudley will be sharing with you so go and clean up your room and make some room for him, Duddybear, I know you don't like the idea but It will only be for a couple of days, then you can have your room back."
Dudley was giving Harry daggers. "But Mummy why can't Harry give her his room?" Dudley whined.
"Dudley you haven't let me finish. Mummy and Daddy will be sleeping in your room and
Tante Constance will have our room since it is so much nicer than his," pointing to Harry, "so by power of elimination you have to share Harry's room, I am sorry baby," Petunia said cuddling the great lode of fat that was Dudley Dursley.
The rest of the day was a blur to Harry as he practically cleaned the whole house for the impending visitor by himself as his relatives went out shopping. When Harry went to his room that night he was in shock as Dudley was already there, sleeping in his bed, snoring his head off.
"Bugger!" Harry said under his breath looking at the obese boy in his small bed. "Oh well looks like the trundle bed is for me then." He murmured as he climbed into the spare bed and slowly drifted off to sleep.