Published 2/9/15

If I owned this, the epilogue would be much different.

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I woke to a cold, bright, sterile world. I heard a man's voice call, "Lily!"

"I'm fine, James." Came the weary reply.

Another voice chimed in with a, "How's the little Prongslett, Prongs?" I opened my eyes and two entirely too-familiar faces loomed over me. I screamed, and as I did, an infant's cries filled the air.

"Looks like Harry doesn't like your ugly mug, Padfoot." A man with a head of dark, messy hair and hazel eyes framed by thin lenses grinned at the other man, who had shoulder-length dark hair and silvery eyes.

'I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming, THIS HAS TO BE A DREAM!' I panicked internally. There was no way I had just been dumped in the Harry Potter universe as... wait. He said 'Harry'. Please just let that be a terrible name choice.'

"Your son..." A new voice was drowned out as I continued freaking out. 'Yup, definitely no longer female.'

'Well crap.' I thought. 'Okay, I'm in a coma, that happens all the time, my subconscious just decided I wanted a vacation in Harry Potter land. There's no way I'm actually Harry Potter. Oh, wait... um, yeah. There was no way I survived THAT particular injury. Dammit Sarah, I freaking TOLD you that you'd cause a wreck, the way you freak out about spiders. Couldn't you have waited six more months till I was in college before you proved me right?'

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Hey everybody! So this is my first story, finally got around to posting something. I really should be doing other things, but this idea just really grabbed my attention. If someone knows how I'm actually supposed to do the spacing, please tell me. I don't have a beta, so if someone's interested, just send me a message. Don't know how well I'll be updating, but I'll try to keep gaps within a month at the most. Constructive criticism please! Flames will be given to Hannibal Lector to cook his dinner. Bye!