Harry Potter is now eight years old. He is completely jealous over his six year old sister, Jily. She gets all the attention.
Sirius sees this as well. Lily and James love their son, but don't notice this. The handful of people know, Harry, Sirius, Remus, Ron, Fred, George, and Ginny.
Harry wanted to be two again, he was an only child.
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Harry wore an Appleby Arrows jacket with a number seven on the back. Harry loved Quidditch, but Lily won't even let him touch a broom. His hair is in a light up-do. Not too messy, more attractive.
"Harry, we need to talk," Lily shouted from the bottom of the stairs. Harry groaned a bit and trotted down the stairs. His mother was crying.
"Mum, are you okay?" Harry asked. He was engulfed by two arms. "Mum?" Harry asked. "We're so, so sorry!" Lily cried. "Mom, hakuna matata!" Harry smiled. "This is a worry!" James said.
"I don't think I understand..." Harry muttered. "Harry, look, we realized that we're leaving you out, so we decided to take you shopping! Just the three of us. Jily will be at Remus'." James explained. "Can we fly brooms?!" Asked an excited Harry. "No." Lily quickly said.
Harry chuckled. "Can we listen to my Lion King CD?" Harry smiled. "Sure." Lily ruffled his hair.
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Hakuna Matata!!!
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If James and Lily Lived
FanfictionLet's give this another try. I am unimpressed with my other stories like this, so I will start over.