I hate how Mommy and Daddy treat my brother. They hid him away and don't let us play together. Why do the treat me like I'm everything and him like he is a big bug no wants? Brother is really smart, brother can lift things without a stick and brother is the one who made the bad man go away. Why don't Padfoo and Moony bring him any toys like they do me? Why don't the people with the flashing boxes want flashes of Brother as well? Why does the bearded man only want to hold me?
AN: I love the stories where Harry has a twin who is mistaken for the boy-who-lived and everyone kind of shuns Harry. These are the thoughts of the young nameless twin as he doesn't understand why people don't like his brother. To him Harry tis the one who protected him from Moldy-shorts.