The video starts playing. There's a girl with curly brown hair. And a boy with mischievous hazel eyes. She's resting her head on the boy's shoulder, he's staring at her with love filled eyes. The girl beams and waves whilst lifting her head of the boy's shoulder.

Hi! Hermione here!

And James...

Do shut up.

Hermione...

Go away, Remus.

Ouch.

Anyway! I hope you enjoy the book.

*Elbows Hermione*

OW! Fine, fine, fine, we - me and Jamie - hope you enjoy!

Yeah, yeah, yeah, can I go play quidditch now?

Honestly! Boys and quidditch!

I just don't want to be in the smallest space in the library, recording myself talk to god knows who. We don't know if we'll get far enough in our relationship for...who this video is for.

Fine, go! YOU TOO REMUS!

Rude.

*Leaves*

So, to whoever's watching this, I hope you enjoy this book of re-imaginings of me and James. Thanks for staying and reading.

The video stops. The girl seems so close, but so so far away.

"Harriette!"

You sigh and go downstairs to your uncles.

"Sweetheart? What's wrong?"

You look at them, Remus' face is contorted with worry and Sirius walks over and holds you close.

You choke on your tears, "I was looking at what Mum left me."

Remus nods, "The video and book?"

You give him a weak smile to confirm it, "I wish Mum and Dad were here."

Sirius sighs and pulls out a chair, putting a plate in front of you, "Me too, Kitten. Me too."

"K-Kitten?"

Remus gives his husband a glare, "The nickname he gave your mother."

You smile slightly, nodding. They sit next to you and it's just like any other night.

Apart from the fact that memories of the war haunt your uncle's mind. Apart from the fact you're dreaming of what it would be like if your parents survived. Apart from the fact you're wondering what it would be like to have siblings - mainly ones that looked like mum and had Dad's eyes, then you two could be...well, not half and half, more like 25% of one parent and 75% of the other.

A/N - Sorry! This ain't James, it's Eve! I was in a heartbreaking mood he he he - though most of the time I'm in a heartbreaking mood.