What if Jily Lived?

Universe 5: 1996

“Are you sure about this, Papa?”

“I’m sure. I want to see the ones who raise mon trésor’s girlfriend. Even if it’s my ex”

Let me tell you a small story before this one begins. Once upon a time there were two boys. Both pureblood both raised so differently. One was raised with a loving family. A family that let be whoever he wants and do whatever he wants. The other was raised in an abusive family. A family that trained him to be the perfect pureblood heiress in case his older brother fails. As the boys grew older, they both went to a school for Magic. One was sorted into the house of gryffindor while the other was sorted Slytherin. Houses of enemies. Through the two met through the brother. The one from loving family fell first but the other fell harder. They were in love. But then tragedy struck. The world they knew changed all because of war. The Slytherin was forced to become the heir and join the evil side while the Gryffindor joined the good. This splits then up. Eventually the gryffindor moved on. He got wife had two beautiful kids. But the slytherin never did. Sure, he faked his death and ran way to France. Sure, he tired to move on but that just left him with a baby to raise and a dead girlfriend.

“Why are we at HQ to meet your girlfriend, Em?”

“James leave her alone”

“it’s ok, mum. It’s definitely not like I told dad multiple times that her last name is black”

It has now been 16 years since the 3 kids were born. 17 years since the two boys last saw each other and now they were going to reunite as the two daughters were dating. How messy could this go?

The first family, the single father amd daughter, were sat in the dining room of Grinwarld place. The father had black hair that had been tied into a tiny ponytail and grey eyes. He was currently wearing a black suit. The daughter was wearing a white crop top, tight fitting light blue jeans, a black chocker and a golden necklace. She had a huge mob of curly ginger hair and brown eyes. “Papa, why are you wearing a suit?” the girl asked only for Regulus to sigh and shake his at the girl “because I like to Stella”. Stella laughed “I think you just wanna look beau for your ex. You’re not denying it”

Walking through the hallway, heading to the dining room, was the second family.  The dad had raven coloured hair, grey eyes and rectangular glasses. He was wearing a white shirt, a flannel jacket, dark blue jeans and red convers. “James, couldn’t you have worn something a bit nicer” the mother said to the father. The mother was wearing a dress that was covered in rose’s and black slip on’s. She had flowing red hair that went to her chest and green eyes. “This is my nicest flannel lily” James replied. The son looked identical to James other than the eyes (which wear green just like Lily’s), his glasses (which circular), his lightening scar and his clothes. He was wearing a Gryffindor jumper, black jeans and black trainers. “Harry don’t you dare tell him who Stella’s parents are” his twin sister whispered to him. His sister looked like a female version of James but with brown eyes and no glasses. The girl was wearing a red T-shirt, blue jeans and a leather jacket. “I know Emily” Harry replied before opening the door to the dinning room.  

As soon as Emily walked into the room, she was bombarded with a red head hugging her tightly “Mon amour, tu m'as manqué.” The reef head said tightly which only made Emily laugh “Stella you know I don’t speak French”. Stella nods and pulls away “sorry mon amour. I just missed you”. Emily kisses her before saying “we saw each other two days ago”. Stella then pulls her towards the table and sat next to her dad, Emily sat on the other side of her. Harry quickly sat across from Emily before the three sat back to see how the parents react to each other.  

Lily was the first one to notice Stella’s father but didn’t say anything. Instead, she looked at the children, raised an eyebrow, chuckled to herself and sat next to Harry. Stella’s father nodded to her before looking to the door as James walks through the door.

 James froze in the doorway staring at the father. “It’s nice to see you again, James” the father said, smiling slightly. He still didn’t speak “dad, your letting in flies” Emily joked. That’s when James finally talked.

“You’re supposed to be dead”

“gee thanks”

“Regulus....”

“I .... i faked my death to get out of the war”

“but the letters?”

“the letters were true. I thought I was going to die but when I survived  ... I knew that was my chance to escape.  I went to france and had my beautiful Stella”

“Sirius.... does he”

“He found out last summer”

“So you’re really.... your real?”

“Yes I am James. Now sit down, James. I want to hear how mon trésor started dating your daughter”

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“PAPA!” / “DAD!”

The rest of the night was spent telling embarrassing stories about Stella and Emily.