The Boy Who Lived As Harry Malfoy

Chapter: 1 A Family Torn

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of J.K Rowlings original characters that I use in this story.

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James Potter sat on his red couch with his 4 year old son sitting on the floor in front of him. He was drawing in one of the muggle colouring books Lily's parents had gotten him. His father smiled, looking at the boys crayons that were sprawled out all over the black coffee table.

James watched the adorable child bite his bottom lip as he eyed his work, much like Lily would when working on a new potion or charm. He would then stick his tongue out in concentration and begin coloring, a clear imitation of his father.

Kaydon Potter had an equal amount of both his parents traits. In his looks, it was as if someone had mixed their faces together perfectly. From James hazel eyes and Lilys petite nose, he was the perfect combination of both. Although as he grew older his attitude and thinking process was becoming much more like his fathers.

A flash of blue light in the corner of his eye made James turn his gaze away from his oldest son. He looked up to find the familiar doe patronus looking at him with wide eyes. She cocked her head to the stairs and vanished a moment after.

Strange, James thought as he stood.

He ruffled kaydons hair and told him he'd be right back, making his way up the stairs of Godrics Hollow.

"Lily?" James called as he reached the top.

He didn't receive a reply and acting on pure auror instinct he pulled out his wand, trying not to panic. Knowing she had come up with their youngest son Harry, he rounded the corner that led straight to the nursery.

James found himself smiling as he reached the room, catching sight of his wife cuddled with a sleeping Harry on the rocking chair next to his crib. He strapped his wand back into his arm band with a happy sigh. James looked at the his baby sleeping peacefully, quickly realizing why Lily had been so quiet.

Lily was looking up at him now, having heard the fast footsteps and grinned at how handsome her husband was when he smiled. It was a rare sight these days. Voldemort was at large and the war against the light and dark was raging on. And as an auror James was right in the middle of it. He had been on more missions in the last 4 months then he had the whole of last year and the raids were happening every night it seemed.

James stepped closer to his wife and child, his hand falling naturally to Harry's head as he leaned over to kiss his little nose. He pulled back to look into his wife's green eyes while his hand still caressed his sons raven locks.

"What is it my dear?" He whispered.

"I know it's late, but would you mind going to get a few things from the apocrathy for me? I'm feeling a bit under the weather, plus I just got him down and I'm out of a lot of ingredients that I need before monday." She sighed and looked at her husband with her eyes wide and pleading.

James just laughed and kissed her on the nose as well.

"No need for the puppy eyes darling, your wish is my command." He playfully bowed chuckling at himself.

Lily giggled as loud as she could without waking Harry, her grin never seemed to falter when James was around.

Her laugh had always been something James absolutely loved. As soon as the sweet sound reached his ears he was filled with so much happiness he thought he'd burst.