"JAMES!" A feminine voice shrieked, so loudly that they probably heard her on earth.
A man came rushing into the room, running a hand through his hair. "Hold your horses, what happened now?"
"Your son's having his first flying lesson, and he's breakin- LOOK HE'S FLYING OFF!!"
James gaped downwards for a moment, then grinned.
"Like father, like son! I'm proud of him!"
Lily looked appalled. "Chill, he's a natural! Look he isn't even falling off!" Lily wasn't convinced, but she didn't object. They gazed at him for sometime longer, watching him row with a mean looking blonde haired guy. Lily nearly had a heart attack when Harry dived downwards at a terrific speed, afraid he was going to crash.
"HARRY POTTER!" James winced as he heard his old teacher's voice. Lily gripped his arm tightly.
"Never... In all my time at Hogwarts.." They heard her mutter as she dragged him away.
"He's going to get expelled!" "He's going to get into the quidditch team!"
The two voices coincided, and a glare was shot to James for encouraging such behaviour. He burst out laughing as he pointed downwards as McGonagall said "Potter, this is Oliver Wood. Wood, I've found you a seeker."
"WOOHOO!" James pumped his fist into the air. Lily looked shocked, though delight burst through her face.
"My son's following my footsteps!"
"Well he'd better not be an idiot too or I'd whack him"
James looked horrified.
"An idiot? Is that how you think of your husband?"
"Of course." Lily smirked. James was about to retort when he heard-
"Your father would have been proud. He was an excellent quidditch player himself"
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Dead Or Alive
FanfictionEver wished that you could have the dead characters meet? And the alive? Or wanted to hear Harry's story through the eyes of his parents? Well, your wish just came true. Mix Jily with a dash of Sirius, and serve with humor and reactions. Recipe for...
