Harry felt his eyes open. He was in his room at the Dursley's. The realization hit him like a ton of bricks. His family never came back to life. He never met Alice or the twins. He broke down in tears. Harry felt like he had seen his dream world and it had been ripped away. People say that crucio is the worst pain imaginable. But to Harry, this was. The pain of knowing his family, getting his dream life, and having it ripped away from his grasp. The tears came heavier. They flowed freely down his face. He buried his face in the bed and didn't plan on getting up for a long time.
------Lily--------
I was in the kitchen making breakfast thinking over the dream I had last night. The boy who looked like James... he hadn't left my mind. All of the sudden, I felt a part of me reaching towards something I couldn't see. It was the feeling that I got when one of my kids were upset and needed me. The problem with that was that Alice, Sirius, and Remus were sound asleep. Maybe the dream was messing me up. Or maybe it was something more.
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What Should Have Been
FanfictionJames and Lily Potter. When you hear those names, you think of the tragic death of two great wizards that happened on October 31st, 1981. You think of the Boy Who Lived. You think of a great wizard with a not so great start. But, what if James and L...
