PHILOSOPHER'S STONE

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"WHAT DID YOU see in the mirror, Harry," asked Jessica Potter, looking down at her son as he sat on the Infirmary bed.

"You, dad, me, and Holly," replied the eleven year old.

"I'm not sure if your father's going to be proud of you or upset with you for getting hurt," Jessica said thoughtfully after a moment.

"What about you?"

"I'm proud of you. Aunt Lily would be proud too." Jessie said softly.

•••

James came in, holding Holly in his arms. He set the youngest Potter down. She ran to her mother while James went to his son.

"Harry, have you got a death wish?" James asked, hugging him tightly. "I nearly had a heart attack."

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