James P.O.V
I think lily's father wants to kill me, and hear what you're saying "no he doesn't he is so nice to you" and you know what I would agree with you if there wasn't a deer head in my room. We had decided to set up Harry's bed in my room, as he always seemed to calm down in my arms. I ended up putting my invisablilty cloak over the head, but I still know it's there and it's creeping me out. There are at least five stag heads scattered around this god forsaken house. I know that I am in no danger but the stag part of my brain is telling me to run for the hills.
Lily called me down to eat after I had finished unpacking as I slowly descended into overdramatic madness. I shook off the feeling as best as I could. You can't be a chicken now you have a duty to fulfil, the voice at the back of my head yelled, now stop being a coward and do this.
I picked up Harry and started to go down the stairs. Harry was swaddled in a large knitted blanket that Mrs. Evans had given me. As I looked down at Harry I saw a little paper note in between the folds of the blanket, what.
"Excuse me but what are you doing," a lady's voice exclaimed rather rudley. I looked up from Harry and I saw something even scarier than the stag heads; the Dursleys.
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A Favor For Dumbledore
FanfictionLily is asked by Dumbledore to watch over a small child during her seventh year at Hogwarts, she now has to look after a baby that looks suspiciously like James Potter. This favor turns into a mixture of new information and all future problems she h...
