Eleven years later-

James flew deftly around his backyard, all alone. He twisted and turned, ducking under the huge tree that dominated one corner of their yard. He loved flying, and was a natural on the broom.

"Jamie, come down!"

James looked down to see his sister, Molly, eight, calling up to him. Beside her was their younger cousin, Rose Longbottom, who was seven.

"No, not yet," pouted James, and kept flying.

"Jamie!" cried Molly. "Mum said so." Rose nodded.

"I'll be down soon. Just a bit longer," called James.

Molly and Rose held hands and ran back to the house. James flew off, knowing that it wouldn't be long before someone else came out looking for him. Sue enough he was right.

"Jamie, Uncle Harry says its time to come down – NOW!" Serah was using her grown up voice, making James scowl. Just because she was now going to Hogwarts, she thought she was so good.

"Go away, I'll be down soon," called James. He'd been practicing a particular move, and with just a bit more practice, he reckoned he'd get it.

"I'm telling Auntie Ginny," said an annoyed Serah, and ran off.

James scowled and kept flying. He flew up, up, up and then plummeted to the ground pulling up before he hit the green grass. He then flew back in the air, feeling exhilerated. He punched the air.

He heard someone clapping, and glanced down to see his eldest cousin, Teddy, leaning against a tree, watching. He held his little brother, Lyall, four, on his hip. Their sister, Hope, who was seven, was inside. She, Rose and Molly were best friends.

"You're getting pretty good, Jamie," praised Teddy.

James grinned. Teddy was his idol, the one he looked up to, so to hear him say that, meant a lot.

"Jamie was up real high," called Lyall, pointing high.

"Uncle Harry wants you to come in, everyone's arriving," called Teddy. "Even the twins are awake, and Aunt Ginny's fed them," he said.

James sighed and reluctantly flew down, hopping off easily.

Lyall wiggled down from his big brother and ran to Jamie, admiring his broom. "Will you fly wiv me, Jamie?" he asked. "Show me?"

"Aunt Ginny will teach you when you're five, Lyall," reminded Teddy, "when you go to school."

The three boys started walking to the house. "Unca Harry," cried Lyall, running to the man that was walking to meet them, holding the hand of his four year old daughter, Serena.

Harry held his arms out wide, and Lyall ran right into them. Harry laughed and picked him up, tossing him in the air. He caught him and hugged him.

"Again, again," cried Lyall.

Harry put him down and sent him on to the house with Serena. "Not a word about that to your mum, Teddy," he warned, grinning.

Teddy mimed locking his lips, and wiggled his finger at Harry. He headed for the house. James went to follow, but Harry stopped him.

"I saw you fly. You really pulled off that move," he told his firstborn.

James grinned. "I've been practicing, and practicing and I just had a really good feeling about it today, Dad," he said.

"Yeah, well, I was sure you were going to hit the ground, but you timed it brilliantly. A prefect Wronski Feint, great job!" praised Harry. "Your mum would be so proud."

James looked at his dad. "We're not telling her, are we?" he guessed.

"Not today, son. After all, she did tell you not to go for a fly before the guests arrived, didn't she?" asked Harry, with a knowing look.

James kicked the ground. "Dad, I'm a whole year older today. I just knew I had to give it a try out," he said.

"And when your sister and cousin came out and told you to come inside?" asked Harry.

"Aw Dad, I was so close to getting it," moaned James.

"Well, sometimes we have to do things we don't want to. Like, I'd rather stay home and fly with you, Serena and Molly, and play with the babies, but I have to go to work," explained Harry.

" Aw Dad, you play with all us kids at school," reminded James. " And you're the teacher!"

Harry chuckled. " I teach you things too, though," he said. Harry had taken over from Remus when the Lupins decided to take a year off to travel. When he'd returned, in time for Teddy to start Hogwarts, the headmaster had offered Remus a permanent teaching position, which he accepted. Violet then returned to help Harry with the younger students, and Ginny taught them flying three days a week, for a couple of hours. She never returned to fly with the Harpies.

James looked thoughtful. " Uncle Sirius said you're the biggest kid at my school," he said. " Mum agreed."

" Uh-oh, if those two are in cahoots, looks like I'm in trouble," grinned Harry. Ginny and Sirius were now closer than ever, bonded due to their mutual love of Harry and the events of James' birth.

James rolled his eyes. " You'll just kiss mum and she'll forgive you for anything," he said, exasperatedly.

Harry clapped his hand on his son's shoulder and they headed for the house. "Everyone's here, and they can't wait to see the birthday boy," he said.

" They'll just be gushing over the twins like everyone else," sighed James.

" It's only because the babies are new," said Harry, gently. Arthur and Evanna (Anna) were barely two weeks old, and this was the first family party for the two.

" Dad, do I-" began James, when Harry interrupted.

"Yes, you do have to stay downstairs. You're a big boy now, and you can help with the younger ones," he said.

" What about Teddy, or Serah?" wailed James.

" It's our house, James, not theirs," reminded Harry, gently. " They're family, son."

James reluctantly left his broom outside, and went indoors. He heard a gentle hum of conversation, including Uncle Sirius and Grandpa Potter's booming laughter. It made James smile, so he went to find them. He found all his Weasley family had arrived, as well as Lee and Katie Jordan and their son, Jason, nine.

"Oh James, there you are. Hello, happy birthday? Oh dear, you don't look happy."

" Hi Auntie Hermione," said James, glumly. He allowed her to hug him. It did make him feel better, sort of.

" Come and see, we brought gifts," said Ron.

James brightened. " Okay." He followed her to the lounge. He saw both his parents in the kitchen with his grandparents, each holding a baby. Serena was on Grandpa Arthur's lap, listening to a story about their mum growing up at the Burrow.

"Jamie!"

"Hey, Hugo," said James. His younger cousin was only two but was already Quidditch crazy, thanks to Uncle Ron's love of the Cannons. Even at his young age, he was already quoting statistics to him.

"Auntie Ginny says we goin' trick 'n treating later. Look, I'm goin' as a Muggle," said Hugo. He waved his hands down over his everyday clothes.

James wanted to roll his eyes at his younger cousin, but his mother came in just then.

"And you'll be the best Muggle ever," she praised her nephew, "won't he, James."

James softened at his mum's use of his real name. Jamie was so babyish, and here he was, off to Hogwarts next year. Mum understood it was important to him.

"Yeah, good one, Hugo," he agreed.

"Here's the birthday boy, happy birthday, Jamie," greeted Uncle George and Fred. They handed him a big box which James desperately hoped contained pranks from their store.

"Yes!" He fist pumped into the air. "Can't wait to try these out," he said, grinning, taking a Skiving Snackbox out of the wrapping. He glanced around, looking for his first victim. None of the girls, they'd just cry and he'd be in big trouble. Same with Hugo. Hmm, that left Freddie, Louis or Uncle Percy. Looking around further, his eyes met Uncle Fred, who winked and nodded in a particular direction. Uncle Percy it was!

His mum, aunties and grandma's had all outdone themselves with the feast, and James, as birthday boy, got to sit with his grandpa's, Uncle Sirius, Uncle Remus and his dad as they discussed the goings on in Godric's Hollow. Harry discussed his plans for the upcoming festive season at the little school.

For the first time, James felt a pang about going away from his family next September. Serah raved about Hogwarts, and he'd been excited to go. Freddie was going, as was all his Weasley cousins. But he loved Godric's Hollow, and with his dad teaching, he would have a blast.

Ginny placed a huge birthday cake in front of him, and kissed the top of his head. "Don't forget to make a wish, sweetheart," she whispered, before stepping back into the comfort of Harry's arms.

James didn't have a clue what to wish for. He really had everything he ever wanted. He looked around, seeing his Grandpa James and Grandma Lily, Uncle Nev and Auntie Vi, Auntie Mia and Uncle Dray, and his mum and dad. He remembered something he'd heard from Serah a long time ago.

He drew in a breath, then blew out his candles. "I hope I find my Potter Legend partner soon," he said under his breath.

"Great job, love," said his mum, taking the cake away to slice after he'd done the first cut.

"Can we get ready for tricking and treating now?" asked Roxeanne, and the cousins all chorused their pleas. Godric's Hollow went all out for Halloween, and it was popular for the littlest residents.

Their parents rushed to get them into their costumes, all agreeing that little Louis, as Albus Dumbledore,was the cutest that night. When they came across the man himself, he laughed loudly at his mini-me. Little Louis, only three, burst out crying at the scary man.

They returned back to the Potter house, now Harry and Ginny's home. After Molly's birth, James and Lily had suggested switching houses, and they moved back to their original residence, the little cottage in the town centre. James declared it was like having their honeymoon all over again.

Lily and Tonks helped Ginny dish out birthday cake and ice cream while the children went through their goodie bags.

Eventually every one left, agreeing that this had been the best birthday and Halloween yet. Anna and Arthur were already asleep, and Harry was upstairs, reading a story to a sleepy Serena. Molly was trying to coax the family cat, Harpy, to her room.

James was going through the Skiving Snackbox when his mum came in and sat down next to him. "Good haul," she commented, looking at his presents. "Oh here, Auntie Luna and Uncle Rolf sent you some money for your birthday. They're sorry they missed coming to your birthday, but will be here for Christmas," she said. She pulled out a photo and showed it to him. "Look!"

Uncle Rolf and Auntie Luna waved madly, standing in front of a camel, somewhere in Egypt. As James watched, Lorcan popped his head out from behind Rolf, grinning madly and waving.

"Poor Lyssa, she's going through a shy phase," said Ginny, referring to Lorcan's twin sister. She pointed out a hand protruding from behind Luna that was waving. "Now, off to bed.

"What, already? It's early, and I'm eleven now," protested James.

"Well it's been a big day, and I thought we could get up early and go for a fly, just you and me," offered Ginny.

"Really?" asked James, eagerly.

"Sure. I heard on the grapevine today that you do a wicked Wronski feint. I can't wait to see it," she said.

James looked at her. "You're not mad?" he asked.

"No, I'm not mad, in fact, I'm proud of you for your determintion to achieve the move, but it is a risky move. That's why we asked you to wait for me or dad to be there when you try it," said Ginny.

Harry came downstairs and sat next to Ginny, listening to her talk with James. "I will, Mum, Dad, I promise next time, I will," he said.

"So, how did it feel when you finally got it?" asked Ginny, knowningly.

"Absolutely brilliant, Mum," burst out James, making Harry and Ginny laugh. "I felt like, like I could do anything," he said.

"You can, my darling," said Ginny. "With hard work and determination, you can do anything you want."

"I think-I think I want to play Quidditch, for real," he said.

"It's a lot of hard work... but I think you have the talent for it," nodded Ginny.

"I will work hard at it, Mum," vowed James.

"Good. Now, bed," said Ginny. "Here." She handed James the photo of the Scamander family.

"Night Mum, night Dad," said James, hugging them both goodnight.

"Night darling, love you," said Ginny.

"Night, son," said Harry, placing his arm around Ginny.

James smiled and went up the stairs. As he started up, he heard his mum give a husky giggle. James rolled his eyes, knowing he'd find his parents snogging on the sofa if he went back downstairs. He quickly continued to his bedroom.

He propped the photo against the clock on his bedside table and got undressed and into his pyjamas. His parents had spelled his presents to his room and he took a last glimpse at them in the corner before he got into bed.

He lay there, reliving the day. How amazing it had felt to conquer the Wronski feint, how much fun he'd had at his party. He checked the corner to make sure his stash of goodies from trick and treating was still there, as he knew Molly was complaining he received more chocolate frogs than she did. Yes, his treat bag was still there, than Merlin.

He heard his parents come upstairs when the twins stirred, and he smiled to hear his mum croon a familiar lullaby to them both. He remembered it from when Molly and Serena had been born, and it was comforting to him, even now.

Yawning, he rolled onto his side. Something caught his eye, and he looked around. His gaze settled on the photo of the Scamanders. He smiled as they all waved at him like mad, although Luna then shooshed them and gestured for James to go to sleep.

It was then James saw someone step out from behind Luna. He half sat and stared, picking up the photo. It was Lyssa Scamander. She smiled shyly at him, and James found himself smiling back. Then she blew him a kiss and mouthed 'Happy Birthday'.

James almost felt the physical kiss, and he definitely felt his heart do somersaults inside. It was beating faster than it had ever done before.

His door opened and Harry popped his head in. "All right, James? Can't sleep?"

James looked unfocused at his dad, barely able to take his eyes off the photo. "Dad," was all he could say, one hand on his chest.

Harry came over and sat on the side of his bed. "What's wrong?" he asked worriedly.

"I don't know," said James. "I just- look," he said, thrusting the photo to his father.

Harry smiled to see Luna gesturing for James to go to sleep.

"Wait," said James, then, "there, look!" He pointed at Lyssa, who stepped out again from behind her mother.

"Oh, it's Lyssa," said Harry. "What's so...James?"

James was now flushed red. "Dad, it's her!" he gasped excitedly. "I wished for her, and she came. My very own Potter Legend partner."

Lyssa ducked her head as Harry and James peered at her, then cried out as Luna stepped in front of her protectively.

"Hey, what did she do that for?" protested James. "Aunt Luna, move please," he begged.

Photo Luna shook her head and gestured for him to go to sleep.

Harry chuckled. "Aunt Luna's not wrong, it's nearly midnight, and you should be asleep."

"Sleep? I can't sleep. My heart is beating so fast," complained James, in a daze. He rubbed his chest. "Merlin, this feels even better than nailing the Wronski Feint!" he declared.

"I know what you mean, son. It's the best feeling in the world," smiled Harry, settling the blankets around James.

James paused to think of his parents. "I won't have to snog her all the time like you and mum do, do I?" he asked.

"Not if you don't want to, son," said Harry, biting his tongue.

Photo Lyssa shook her head, then relented and shrugged prettily. Harry imagined she was blushing.

"When are Auntie Luna and Uncle Rolf coming home? I guess I should speak to them about it, shouldn't I?" asked James.

"Woah, woah, slow down, son. What are you going to say to them?" asked Harry.

"That Lyssa is mine now," said James, matter of factly.

"Yeah, Uncle Rolf will love that," said Harry, dryly. Like all the men he knew, they were protective of their daughters.

"He can't keep me away, it's the Potter Legend, Dad," said James, yawning. "You'll help me, won't you, Dad?"

"We'll talk about it in the morning, son," said Harry. "Now, sleep."

"Night, Lyssa," said James, staring soppily at the photo. Lyssa waved sadly and mouthed 'goodnight' to him.

Harry sat with James, rubbing his back till he fell asleep, like he used to do when he was younger. He then tried to remove the photo from James fingers, but James refused to let go. Harry gave up and left his son dreaming of a future with Lyssa.

He met Ginny in the hall, carrying Anna who refused to settle. "Here, I'll take her," he said, his arms open for his baby girl.

Ginny followed them down the hall to their bedroom. "You were in there for a while with James," she noted.

"Hmm," nodded Harry, laying in bed with his daughter on his chest. She snuggled her head against his heart, and he rubbed circles on her back, just as he had done with James earlier.

"You know how you always said I kind of overwhelmed you when we first met. You know, coming on so strong with my sex appeal and all," grinned Harry.

Ginny chuckled. "Did I word it like that?" she teased. "I'm sure I said our sexual chemistry overwhelmed me...prat."

"Yeah, well, try to imagine dealing with that when you're eleven," said Harry, dropping a kiss on his baby girl's soft black hair. Her twin brother had ginger curls, much to the delight of his grandfather Arthur.

"Eleven? Why would I – James?" she gasped.

Harry nodded. "Yep. About half an hour ago," he said.

"Who?" cried Ginny in astonishment.

"Lyssa Scamander," stated Harry calmly.

"Lyssa...and James?" asked Ginny.

Harry nodded. "He's already asked me about going to speak to Rolf and Luna. To explain that Lyssa is his now," he clarified, at her raised eyebrow.

"Merlin," groaned Ginny. "Like father, like son," she quipped.

Anna mewed in protest as Harry moved, so he patted her gently till she was asleep again. "The good news is that, being only eleven, we don't have to worry about any sexual chemistry for about four or five years," he said.

"Make sure you don't mention that to Rolf," said Ginny, dryly. "Here, let me take her back to her cot," she said.

Harry reluctantly handed Anna over to Ginny and got undressed while she put Anna to bed next to her twin brother, Arthur, who was sound asleep after a good feed. "All Weasley, you are," whispered Ginny, running a gentle hand over his head.

She returned to find Harry sitting up in bed, quill in one hand as he held some parchment in the other. "I'm writing to Rolf and Luna," he explained. "What do I say?"

"Well, they know of the Potter legend, so that helps," said Ginny, undressing. She stepped out of her shoes and removed her socks, the eased her jeans down. She took her jumper off before going into the en-suite bathroom to brush her teeth.

She brushed her hair and looked in the mirror critically. She still had a bit of baby weight to lose, but she was in no rush. Flying would help take care of that; for now she wanted to enjoy her babies and family. Which brought her back to her firstborn.

She walked back into the bedroom, removing her tee shirt. "I guess you could tell them – hey, what's this?" she asked.

Harry lay naked on the bed, a rose between his teeth and what seemed like a hundred candles lit around their bedroom.

"I thought you were writing Rolf and Luna?" she chuckled, as she undid her bra and slipped her knickers off before getting into bed. She turned on her side to face him, as he was doing to her.

"Nah, it can wait till tomorrow. I have other plans for tonight. Just you and me and my cute butt," he teased, shaking it as she grabbed it.

"You're forgetting our overwhelming sexual chemistry," giggled Ginny, as he flipped her onto her back.

"Trust me, baby, I will never forget that," vowed Harry, already kissing his way down her body.

"Don't look at my wobbly bits," said Ginny, as he kissed around her navel.

Harry growled and brought his head out from under the covers. "Woman, you drive me crazy. You just had two babies, for Merlin's sake. Your body is amazing, now lay there and let me worship you." He ducked back under the covers.

"Oh, oh," gasped Ginny, as the worshipping began. "Okay," she sighed happily, "but then it's my turn."

Harry growled his agreement, and the two spent a pleasurable night together. It was their first time together since the birth of the twins, so Harry was extra attentive to her needs.

After, they lay entwined in each others arms, content to talk quietly about this new development between James and Lyssa. They decided to visit James and Lily soon to see how they handled it with Violet and Neville.

As Ginny gave in to sleep, Harry soon followed her, secure in the knowledge that the Potter Legend would live on.

And it always would.