"Padfoot, Moony, Lilly! You've got to see this!" Yells James Potter, excitedly, from the kitchen.
Once the three make it into the room, they notice James with the biggest, cheesiest, smile on his face. He looked to be hiding something from their view.
"Darling, what the hell did you do?" Asks Lilly wen she sees a smug smirk start to appear on her husband's face.
"Look down." Is all he says. A second later, she feels something grasp her leg. Looking down, all she sees is a little, tiny hand reaching for her own.
"Oh my, Harry! What a good boy! You did it my love!" She says, reaching down to pick up her son. "Mummy's so, so proud of you, sweetheart!" She places a light kiss on his forehead.
"Alright, hand the little lad over!" Sirius says, making grabbie hands toward his beloved godson.
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Alright, I know this was a short one. Its been a while since I've written anything and I'm trying to get back into the flow of things. I just wanted to do something simple for the first chapter. Let me know what yall think! ♡♡
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~What if?~
FanficWhat if Voldemort never returned to power? What if Lilly and James Potter never died? What if Peter Pettigrew got what he deserved? What if Sirius Black never went to Azkaban? This will be a fan fiction about the Marauders and what could have happen...
