The Harry's daughters (A Harry Styles/Harry Potter fan fiction) *On Hold*

To many witches on his hands

James POV:

“You look like a muggle” Lily exclaimed as I walked down the stairs. “What happened to wearing robes? I thought you had to sens...”

“I have to help a new Hogwarts student” I interrupted her. “Her parents can´t help her with the shopping so I am sent to do it” I explained because Lily had looked funny at me.

I did´t mind wearing jeans and t-shirt. The worst about it was that I did´t have a good place to put my wand and my father would kill me if I put it in my back pocket. I

did´t mind helping this girl either. My aunt is muggle born and she told me that it wasn´t always that easy for her parents to take her to Diagon Ally.

The ministry had loaned me a car so that I could drive the girl safely. I did´t know much about her, just that her father is famous and that she can´t risk being seen.

The drive did´t take long, due to the car. I really love these ministry cars. It´s like your driving and there is no traffic.

I parked it outside of a very nice house in London. I looked up at it, wondering about the little witch that lived here.

I got out of the car and walked up to the front door and knocked on it. A laud bark came from the inside and someone yelled,

“Buster, be quite!”.

The door swung open and a girl that looked like she was a few years younger then me opened the door. She had her blond hair pulled back in a pony tale and I could see a pair of dark blue eyes behind a very well painted eyelid.

“Who are you?” she asked curios, biting her lower lip and smiling a bit. Was she flirting with me?

“I´m looking for Darcy Styles” I told her, trying to avoid looking into her eyes. “Mr Wood sent me”.

Her face clouded and she grabbed my arm and pulled me inside, shutting the door and yelling,

“Darcy your “escort” is here!”.

She can´t like wizards very much I thought sens she had reacted to strong to the words “Mr Wood”.

I expected to see a little elven year old girl but the girl that came walking down the stairs was not eleven. More like fifteen or sixteen. My eyes winded and she looked insecure at me.

“Something wrong, sir?” she asked and I shock my head trying to clear my thoughts.

“Are you Darcy? I thought I was going to help a girl to prepare for her first year at Hogwarts”.

“Yes, I am Darcy and it is my first year. I have been home schooled by Mr Wood. Did´t he tell you that, sir?”.

“No he left that little detail out” I smiled at her. “By the way, the name is James, James Potter”.

“Well it´s nice to meet you James” Darcy smiled and reached out her hand to shake mine. I took it, giving her a little insecure smile. This was very odd.

A man entered the room tougher with two women, a young one and a woman that I guess was his wife.

“You must be Mr and Mrs Styles” I smiled and shook their hands as well.

“So” Mr Styles said and looked me up and down, like he was evaluating if I was good enough to take his daughter shopping. “I guess that you will need some money, can you use normal money in your world?”.

When he said “normal” I suppose that he meant muggle money.

“I´m afraid not, sir” I told him. “But you can exchange them into our money at the bank”.