
James Potter came from a loving home, had a happy and wealthy family, and was given everything he could hope for. So why wasn't he happy? That isn't to say that he was never happy. He knew what happiness felt like, and he'd felt it himself on multiple occasions. There just seemed to be a disconnect in his emotions. Sometimes, he felt the wrong things at the most peculiar moments. For example, on his sixth birthday he'd been given his first little broomstick. It came equipped with half a dozen safety spells and his parents had added quite a few more before gifting it to him. Still, he should've felt elated, and he did, really. But the feeling was dampened somehow. Like it was there, but a bigger feeling of strange alien sadness overwhelmed it. It didn't make any sense, even to him. That is, until he went to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Suddenly, his happy family had a tragic past he'd never known, and his view of the world shifted dramatically.Todos los derechos reservados
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