Thank you guys for reviewing and reading this story! Oh, and I promise, there will be more Lily Harry moments, but at the second, I'm going to be focusing on James and his mixed up mind. K?

James Pov

James stepped through the only door he could visibly see in Harry's nursery, and walked into a long hallway With many doors leading out of it.

The carpet was a Griffindor red, James' favorite. The doors were golden, making the narrow room one of James' favorites so far.

But he wanted to find his family, not just openly gape at the perfectness of the hallway.

So James did just that.

The door to his immediate right was labeled: Dorea and Charlus Potter. James couldn't believe his eyes.

His parents had been dead for months. But he had been dead for months too, James thought grimly.

So James took a shaky breath and turned the ornate handle. Inside sat his parents, looking rather bewildered and sitting on two peeling stools.

James blinked, those stools were his parent's favorites before death-eaters had destroyed them.

His thoughts were interrupted by a hoarse whisper only his mother could manage.

"James? Is it really you?"

The man in question looked up to see his mom walking quickly over to him, not waiting for an answer, and engulfed him in a hug that could rival Molly Weasley's.

"We were so scared. All we were doing was apparating to St. Mungos to see our newly born grandson but ended up here."

Dorea Potter murmured into her son's hair. James was feeling just as uneasy as his mother at the moment.

How do you explain to your parents that you wished them here because they would be dead in a month's time (for them, anyways)?

"I can explain, just please sit down." James told his very confused mother, who sat on the empty stool immediately, alarmed by the sadness in son's voice.

"So, what happened?" Charlus Potter prompted, speaking for the first time.

"Well I'm from the future for starters." James waited for his parents to gasp or do something of the like.

They just stared at him. "We already guessed as much, James." His mother's voice answered his mental query.

"Well, I kind of wished you guys to come here since you both d- died recently."

James had trouble not crying when he told them that. Not looking at their surely terrified faces, he continued, an idea striking.

"But I also wished for the rest of my family, so you could come and see them." He looked hopefully at his parent's faces.

They were sad and excited all at the same time.

"That sounds wonderful, Honey." His mother replied, speaking for both her husband and herself.

"Then follow me." James ordered and left the room. His parents tried to oblige.

Key word: tried.

Whenever they got close to the door frame an invisible force pushed them back.

"We can't leave James. We can't leave!"

"Relax, I'll see if the others can come over here to see you both. Bye." James soothed his hysterical mother and left as much as it pained him to do so.

He knew that the longer they stayed to try and work out a loophole, the more depressed his mother wold become when she saw there wasn't one.

James inhaled deeply then went across the hallway to a door that read: James the second, Albus the second, and Lily the second.

James' face scrunched up in confusion. He wasn't related to them. But who knew with all the things happening?

James flung open the door, still bewildered to how the three people were connected to him.

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