When the Light Dims

James Potter’s life hadn’t started until July 31, 1978, when his son, Harry Potter, was born. He truly hadn’t known his purpose in life until he experienced raising a little boy. He first experienced true happiness when he married Lily Evans on August 31, 1981. He died on October 31, 1981, but no one had realized because he hadn’t been the one buried. Then, on June 24, 1993, his life ended for a second time.

this fic has been a work in progress in my drafts for a bit, waiting until. i have a good bit of the beginning written so i could have some set updates to post while writing the restas of right now, no warnings apply but i will update them as they apply, obviouslythis isn't beta'd so feel free to correct any grammar or misspellings as you see fit (just please be polite about it!)any translations into other languages was done on google translate, so please correct me on any of them if they aren't correct! i apologize in advanced if that occurs. translations will be at the end!throughout the fic there will be lines in somali, french, and welsh, so there's a lot of room for error, so again, please correct any mistakes in translation