Deep in a wizarding town of Great Britian, England, Fleamont and Eumphemia Potter were very happy.
It was 27th of March,1960. The couple were now the parents of a single child. James. James Fleamont Potter.
Ancestor of Peverlls and the owner of a hallow.
It had been three hours that the couple were admiring there prince, when a woman entered the room.
Eumphemia formed a protective arm on her baby and formed words:
"Wh..who are you?"
The ragged woman,wearing shawls and a thousand of necklaces, with very large glasses, spoke:
"Ma deeeear lady!" Her voice was very deep and she was shivering. She moved towards James.
"Ahh!! Dear boii!"
At once her voice changed, and it seemed that she had gone mad. Her voice deepened more and her eyes rolled.
" James Fleamont Potter. The great wizard on the right side. Defended many and will end defending."
End defending? Will he be killed while defending someone? Was this something like a prophechy? It sounded like so.
All these thoughts were swimming in Eumphemia's mind. Suddenly, Fleamont came into action and shuddered the woman.
She came back into her senses.
" O i am sorry. I..i ca..came in the wrong place. Sor..sorry" Apologising, she left the room.
The couple glanced at each other. Could this be a prophechy? No. It couldnt be. Fleamont and Eumphemia forgot the incident some days after and happily nourished there only hope of life; James Potter.
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Origins Of The Marauders
FanficHello potterheads!! I know it has been a desired wish to all of you for J.K Rowling to write a novel about the marauders. So i have gathered as much fan theories and the description in the book to present the book; Origin of Marauders. Hope you will...
