Father and son made their way to the kitchen together they decided they'd make the food. James told Harry all about his mother, godfather, his Hogwarts year and the Marauders.

Everything was set and James sat Harry down to talk. "Now I am a ware of the fact you know the story of what happened and how your mother died....however your sister is...well-"

"A attention seeking brat, who thinks she is the queen of the world and all people should bow to her." Harry wanted to continue on but had to hold back, it wasn't the time yet.

"I wouldn't say that exactly nor would I agree if you said anything to anyone but yes. I tried my best but it was everyone else. Dumbledore in particular and the Order. Nonetheless she is you sister so try, you could vent to me if you wish later." James looked up his son he still couldn't believe his Harry was alive. Harry's eyebrow raised bring James back to the world "Sorry you must understand I thought you were never going to be here, that you missed out on everything in life and now here you are.." James finished think of flying a broom with him cooking again but he still needs to do stuff with his princess. Don't want to upset her to much.

"I understand dad, I do its the same for me sort of. I was able to watch from a far. I've known and felt your love my entire life and have waited a very long time to meet you." They both stared a moment of silence till James got the courage to get his other child. Making Harry promise to go easy.

James flooed over to the Weasley's. Mrs. Weaseley was in the kitchen working on dinner. "Oh good evening James." Mr. Weaseley greeted James.

"Evening to you both. You are not going to believe what happened." James said to them.

"I heard something from a colleague you were out with a boy Eva's and Ron's age." Mr. Weasley said.

"Yes it is true. His name is Harry and he is my son" James informed them.

There was silence in the kitchen, "James, you can't think-"

"No I'm sorry he is. Last night he just showed up. He is an amazing cook, loves to read, and has Lily's eyes." He breathed they still looked at him like a crazy man. He knows he is not seeing things or going mad. "I came to get Evangeline, I hope she wasn't a bother."

"Nonsense dear she was fine. They are out side right now. I'll go get them," then she left the room.

"You know were all here for you if you need anything James" Mr. Weasley told him and he nodded.

"Dad!" Evangeline shouted coming into the living room.

"Hey princess, hope you had fun." She nodded enthusiastically. They said their good byes and headed home.

Evangeline was greeted with a warm home cooked meal her father never cooked he never went to the kitchen. She even notice how cheery her father was.

"Evangeline there is some one I want you to meet please I want you on your best behavior. Promise?"

"Yes dad I will."

With that settled they made their way to the kitchen. In the same seat as the morning was Harry which happened to be Lily's favorite spot. He was reading a different book in a language James didn't know.

"Who are you?" Evangeline demanded startling Harry.

The book fell knocking over a glass of water onto the book Harry freaked out cursing in every language known and unknown "what in Circe were you thinking? Barging in here," Harry shouted back to her. He breathed and then snapped his fingers. The book appeared in his hands all dry.

"You are in my house. Who are you?"

Harry just looked at her with a ice cold glare sending a cold shiver down James' spine "Harry Potter, your twin" he deadpanned in a colder tone. He raised an eyebrow "and..."

"Evangeline the Girl-Who-Lived" she said to which received an eye-roll from Harry.

"Well that's out of the way. Lets eat." There wasn't much talked about for the rest of the meal. It was tense between the two. Evangeline didn't like the treatment she got from Harry. James just hoped he could help her...maybe.

After a hateful glare Harry respectfully asked "may I be excused?" Something Evangeline never has done. James gave him a shocking nod and Harry got up with his book leaving the kitchen.

"Evangeline the was not right of you. I told you to be respectful to people. Dumbledore may say things to you but you can't let them get to your head."

"Dad uncle Albus told me I am important and I should get the respect."

"Princess respect goes both ways. He is your brother I expect better from you."

"He has been dead since I can remember. Why didn't he just stay away." She huffed storming out of the kitchen.

James did what he could and sobbed. Prayed for Lily's help and guidance. But he also finished the dinner reminiscing on how he and Lily would cook together. He was and is still horrible but they laughed. And tonight was the first time in a while he did that.

James just hoped that Harry could help him through it. Get the burden that hung around him all the time gone.

An hour latter James got up from the table. He made his way through the dark hallway to the stairs when he remembered that Harry didn't have a room or didn't know where it is. So the search began James looked in every room for Harry. Till he came to the sitting room.

The fire was almost burned out but a boy laid on the couch with a book sprawled put on his chest. Harry had read till he fell a sleep. He looked so peaceful and calm. His short unrolling spike hair all over, he looked so much like James and yet still looked different.

It didn't matter to James he thought all these long years Harry was dead and now he was here. James made his way to the couch, his chest was slowly heaving up and down a hand clutching to the book.

It was the same one from before when Harry got mad. But then cleaned it and summoned it to him wandless and nonverbal. Which was a hard feet to do.

James first made to remove to book from Harry. It was a journal in a different language but on the cover page a short message

Snakelet, I hope these scribbles may help you in your study and everyday. Know we all miss you and we are so proud of you.
Lord S.

James knew not to pry so he set the book down and picked Harry up, heading to his new room. He laid him on the bed under the sheets tucked him in after transfiguring his clothes to pajamas. Before leaving James kissed Harry on the forehead noticing a scar of a lightning bolt then made his way to Evangeline's.

'It is going to be interesting day tomorrow' James thought.