Summary
"You're not real", Dorea Potter muttered to herself. She must have said it a hundred times by now. Even then, he wasn't leaving. "What about us?" Another two asked. Dorea choked. "No... you aren't." She had told herself the same thing for two years. Still, they did not leave. It became quiet until..."And me?" She couldn't breath. "I want you to be." James twin/Marauders Era