the setup. (james potter x reader)

sixty four.

It was a couple of days before Christmas when Dumbedore had first visited James and I. Along with bringing Sirius. Urging us to go into hiding the day after Christmas. With a prophecy being revealed to him a year or so beforehand.

Sitting across from us the old man weakly smiled towards us, "We will put your house, under a charm. You won't be able to have any visitors but letters still can come through. Along with this you need a secret keeper, one person that knows where you both are. Which is well here. I'm feeling Sirius Black."

James paused, "Too many people are already going after him, his whole family is. They find out it's him the death eaters and all he'd be dead."

I nodded with this, "That's right, he would be dead in a second but James think about it. There-he he wouldn't tell anyone. He's practically your brother."

"What about Wormtail?" Sirius asked.

"Wormtail?" I spat. "Don't get me wrong i love Peter but Peter?"

"Yes Peter," James said grinning, "think about it he would never betray any marauders. When it's two or us, he wouldn't even try."

"You know how he was, a bit sketchy."

"he would never betray us Y/N."

"Are you both sure?" Albus asked finally.

I looked towards James and nodded, "We're sure. Our secret keeper is Peter."

After much more discussion Dumbledore left the Potters home. He was going to begin the work to put the home into hiding and basically invisibility as soon as possible.

James had stormed into his office. Beginning to do who knows what but doing his best to distract himself at the news. I couldn't abs wouldn't blame him for acting this weirdly i would too honestly it is quite, something else. Harry had still been in his cot sleeping the troubles away.

Sirius looked blanket at the wall before him when i walked into the spare room he sat in, "You alright there mate?"

He looked up at me smiling softly, "Well not the best news when the dark lord is targeting your best friends, and their child my godson." He mumbled.

I nodded before i lose my brain in my thoughts. I took a seat and stared out of the window. James, Harry and I could die because of this. All three of us, gone. But why us exactly, why did the stars align for us this way.

"What are you thinking of Fawn."

"Nothing really," That was a lie. "Dumbly dore basically just told James and I we are getting hunted. Enlighten me Sirius do you think your prey feels this way when you hunt them down."

He laughed softly, "You are so mean, I'm not a dog all the time."

"Yes but you are still a dog." I responded. He rose a eyebrow at me.

"Fair play, fair play."

James heavy footsteps echoed throughout our home, them getting louder as they came towards is. Soon his head popped through the door and he smiled, "Right there you both are." He came in and took a seat beside Sirius.

"I find it funny how like, i don't know exactly i find something about this all weirdly messed up obviously and in a sense a bit ironic." I mumbled.
Harry began to cry and I got up quickly on my feet, "I'll go check him alright."

Walking to his room as quickly as i could i pushed the door open to see a very small Harry reaching his hands out towards me. Little hairs on the top of his head had already began to grow and it looked exactly well looked like the exact colour of James's hair.

I reached in picking him up, "Oh darling what's wrong. It's okay mummy's here, mummy's here." I cooed.

His crying began to stop slowly. He smiled at me before beginning to close its eyes once again. I played a kiss on his forehead reaching over the cot placing him down, "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are grey, you'll never notice how much i love you, i won't take this sunshine away." I mumbled.

As soon as his eyes fully dropped close and I watched as his breathing began to be steady i walked back down. "Ah love, a letter came for you from Remus." James said smiling as he handed it towards me.

After reading the letter it was anything than what I had just expected. James and Sirius shot confused expressions to me, "My-my-my father, he's dead."

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