The Marauders Era: The Return Of Prongs.

The Marauders Era: The Return Of Prongs.

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Amelia By thefangirlofhp Completed

[Under Supervised and Close Editing]
  
  '..and Harry found himself wishing, not for the first time, that his father was alive. As the clock chimed midnight he started, what a coincidence'
  
  Under the ground, a pair of hazel eyes behind a pair of glasses snapped open in alarm. Where were they?
  
  A world headcannon just came true, not your average James Potter return, nor your un-average James Potter return.
  
  
  Exciting, and highly recommened to those who have always wished Harry had the loving father
  
  COMPLETED!
  
  *chapters with names are edited, others without are not*
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  • backfromthedead
  • dead
  • fanfiction
  • father
  • harry
  • jamespotter
  • lilyevans
  • marauders
  • marlenemckinnon
  • moony
  • padfoot
  • potter
  • prongs
  • reawakened
  • remuslupin
  • rosepotter
  • severussnape
  • siriusblack
  • thefangirlofhp
  • theorderofthephoenix
Why must you hurt me in this way 
                              
                              *insert Ron Weasley Potter Puppet Pals*
chneai99 chneai99 Dec 08, 2017
James should have recognised him! He saw Dumbledore every day when he was still in school.
stag_doe stag_doe Nov 22, 2017
Please update The Suffering of Padfoot .. It's an awesome story and we miss reading it
haleigh515 haleigh515 Dec 30, 2017
I 
                              WILL
                              NOT
                              BLOODY
                              CRY
                              OH
                              WAIT
                              HERE
                              COME
                              THE
                              WATER
                              WORKS
                              JSBSHSJJKSKJSHD
Roar843 Roar843 Feb 19
Are you attempting to make me cry in public? Please stop this...
chneai99 chneai99 Dec 08, 2017
Yeah, I feel that every day after coming to a realization that I had no passion, no loved one to live for.