Chapter Two; An Uninvited House Guest

LOL! Yeah I know, but for the record I know that in real life Jesus would have said do onto others what you want done onto you and love and forgive your enemies and everything that He says in the Bible. But since God blessed me with a sense of humor, I just thought I would take it from a child's perspective. Same with this chapter when he wonders if His childhood was really as perfect as everyone believed it to be.

And by the way I just realized that I made a goof on the fact that Harry already had dogs at the time this was written, but I'm not going to fix it because one I thought it was hilarious, and two he was talking about what he THOUGHT Jesus would do which to him would be sell the house and buy a dog.

Anyway, if you're curious on the fact why I'm a Christian (unless you're one too then you'll understand, either way thanks for your great review!) who's writing about Harry Potter read my profile and it explains everything there. Happy New Year! (or rather New Year's Eve)

Ps. Yes Severus is/would be a great father if he would have wound up with Lily had she survived, because I think she would have made him a better person all in all. Hence this series.

Harry and his father laughed and chased around his front yard throwing snowballs at each other while both of their dogs chased after them. That's when suddenly a car pulled up in a driveway and Harry felt his heart sink. Less than a few minutes after they had gotten back from the movies and started having their one on one time together that he recognized the Dursleys' van. Harry suddenly stopped dead in his tracks and scowled.

"Don't look at me like that you know that there isn't anything that I can do." His father told him.

"What about locking him up and throwing away the key?" he suggested before he turned to watched his aunt, uncle, and plump little cousin (who looked older than his age because of his size) walked up to the front door. Katie (the Irish setter mix) instantly started growling at the intruders which made Harry feel better. Although tiny little Cowboy who didn't know any better and was always friendly rushed over to greet them. He jumped up on Dudley and started panting happily and wagging his tail.

"Get away from me!" he snapped before giving him a sharp kick that made Harry's anger broil inside of him. As he bent down to pick up his dog and comfort him, he started thinking about Jesus' childhood, and if it really was as perfect as everyone suspected it was. Harry narrowed his eyebrows and glared at his cousin while Uncle Vernon rang the doorbell and Lily answered it and started to greet her visitors.

"Is it too late to buy a farm?" Harry muttered under his breath as he turned back to look at his father who simply just nodded at him.

If Harry didn't think things could possibly get any worse than he was very much mistaken. For Dudley had taken no time at all making himself comfortable. He threw his suitcase on top of Harry's bed just as Lily was explaining that since he was their guest, Harry would have to share a room with Tobey for a while. "But Mum he can't! He'll hog my computer and videogames and break all of my toys!" he cried since he knew that his cousin had no consideration for other people's things.

"I'm sorry Harry but you're just going to have to learn to share." His mother told him.

"I do know how to share! I've gone to school and Sunday school remember!? It's him that I'm not all too sure about." He said as he glared at Dudley who came out of his bedroom and started walking down the hallway.

"How can I be in trouble when I haven't even done anything yet?" he questioned him.

"You kicked my dog!" Harry hissed. "And that's good enough for starters." He told him.

"That furry mutt of yours was asking for it!" he yelled back. "And what kind of name is Cowboy for a dog anyway!?" he hollered.

"It's better than yours, you were named after a dragon off a children's television show!" Harry exclaimed.

"Alright boys that's enough. It's almost time for dinner and I don't want to hear anymore nonsense or arguing out of you unless you want to miss staying up until midnight tomorrow night. Understand?" Lily questioned them.

"Yes Mother." Harry replied quietly as he glanced down at the ground.

"Yes Aunt Lily." Dudley told her avoiding eye contact with her.

"Good. Now I want you two to wash up and help me set the table." She told them before she turned around and headed straight towards the kitchen. Harry and Dudley stuck their tongues out at each other when she wasn't looking before Harry ran his finger a crossed his throat with a devilish glare on his face.

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"Harry do you want to say grace tonight?" Lily questioned him as they all sat down at the table together.

"Sure." Harry said before closing his eyes and folding his hands together. "Dear Lord, thank you for this meal that we are about to receive, and thank you for having us all come together as a family to enjoy it. Thank you for this wonderful day and protecting us from evil, even if it were to step through our front door." He said before he felt his father elbow him in the stomach. "Amen." Harry answered nervously with an oomph as his eyes suddenly shot wide open and he saw that his father was lowering his head and constantly turning away from him trying everything in his power to stop himself from laughing.

Everyone started passing their plates of food around while Tobey and Eve waited for their parents to serve them. "There you see boys? Tobey and Eve are acting like good and well behaved little children." Lily said. "Maybe you should follow their example." She said.

"I will if he does." Harry growled through clenched teeth while glaring at Dudley who threw a pea at his face. Even though suppertime had gotten off to a rough start, surprisingly enough the rest of the meal went perfectly fine. Nobody had said another word until they had to start getting ready for bed. As soon as Tobey and Eve were fast asleep, Lily started getting Harry's bath ready. Since Harry wanted to stay up the next night, he ignored Dudley's comment when he had told him that he was a baby since he still liked to play with bath toys.

After his mother had read to him and tucked him into his new bed Harry decided to ask her the question that had been on his mind ever since he was a small child. "Mum, why is Dudley so mean to me?" he asked her.

"I dunno." She began with a shrug. "Maybe there's more to Dudley than meets the eye." She answered. "But maybe you just have to give him a chance. After all, Jesus taught us that we're supposed to love our enemies and pray for them. You just have got to learn to see the good in people like that." She told him.

"The only good that I see in Dudley is that he's leaving in a few days!" he yelled.

"That's enough." She told him before she bent down and kissed his forehead. "Now go to sleep." She told him before she stood up and turned off the light and then quietly shut the door behind her.