Children of the Chosen One
Written by: Adventure-Seeking-Juliet
When: Loving Harry Potter's fascinating kids.
Disclaimer: I do not own HP, even if I want to.
A/N Different characters in the HP world think on the children of the chosen one. They are alike and yet not the same-Goes into detail about James, Albus, and Lily's personalities...not to mention how each is perceived by different people.
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Chapter 1-The Thoughts of Harry Potter
Harry Potter smiled thoughtfully at the picture of his children on his desk. The grinning faces stared out from the simplistic frame with a vibrant warmth.
James's smile was largest of all, and his auburn mop of hair covered one of the boy's sparkling chocolate colored eyes. When James had first been born everyone had been sure he would grow up to look just like his father( besides the red hair of course.)
However, as more and more time passed Harry was, along with many others, absolutely convinced that James was a near exact replica of his namesake.
That was an amusing fact about James Sirius Potter-his name fit him perfectly. At times Ginny and Harry jooked it was their payment for naming their son after two wizards famed for their pranks.
Albus, on the other hand, had a softer smile that brought light to the animated emerald eyes that the boy shared with his father. His messy, dark hair stuck up at odd angles, and his thin face was ablaze with happiness.
Harry felt another grin tugging at his lips. Whereas people had been adamant that James would look like Harry, Albus was the one who had become the mini Potter.
Albus's personality was a far cry from Harry's oldest son's makeup.
Albus was quiet, and seemed to think more about deeper things. He always managed to comfort his father when Harry was feeling his haunting past, and likewise Harry consoled Albus many times.
Harry's eyes moved on to his only daughter, Lily Luna Potter. Her beaming face radiated confidence and assurance much like her mother's.
It was true to, the picture was worth a thousand words, and all of them that featured Lily spoke of affirmation and stregnth.
Harry sighed in content, maybe people called him a hero, but to him his children were the true hero's.