James
when Dad announced that he was coming to school with us, I was freaked out. what would people say? my dad, the famous war hero, the boy who lived twice was going to be my teacher! I was so screwed.
but surprisingly Dad kept his "father" side separate from his teacher side, and treated me like everyone else. I hated the idea that everyone would compare me to him, and I told people the while the famous Harry potter was my father, I was different to him.
when my siblings, cousins and the malfoys all gathered plot up ways of getting our dads together, I was horrified. Dad couldn't fall for his school archival! it just wasn't OK. sure i didn't hold it against him for being gay and splitting from mum but still, we Potters have standards!
being the eldest of the Potters and in Gryffindor meant that I had a duty to the little ones. I often antagonize my brother Al for being in Slytherin and used to tease him about being friends with Scorp, but now that we are Family, i realize that Scorp is OK and always has been.
Dad teaching at school is a girl magnet, and all the fifth year girls want to date me. but I only have eyes of Samantha Prince, a Fifth year Ravenclaw. she is so gorgeous that I can't help but be in love with her.
I was devastated to learn the Aquila was friends with her, for she must surely have been bad mouthing me to Samantha. finally, on the last day of the school year Samantha confessed to having feelings for me! Aquila swears she kept trying to get her to say it earlier. I guess I believe her.
Samantha was my Date to dads wedding to Draco. when they announced their engagement, I rushed off to owl her and asked if she would be my date. her response came two days later and it was yes. the night before the wedding Dad took me aside and asked me how I felt.
I answered that dad deserved to be happy and then we hugged. after the wedding Grandma weasley hosted the dinner in the backyard of the Burrow. Draco took me aside and asked me if I was ok having two dads? I hugged him and told him that if he ever hurt dad, I'd hunt him down and murder him, and that I was not calling him "papa".
the month we spent at Mrs Malfoy's house was epic! she had this large grove of trees with a clearing made for us to play, behind the house where we could practice quidditch while she refereed from the ground. there were many rooms to explore and she let us practice magic, even going so far as to teach us some basic spells to use in the house.