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Harry stared in distaste at the small sprouts on his plate. "Eat your vegetables, Harry. You need them." Jane said. "Mom. I'm not hungry." Harry complained. "It doesn't matter if you're hungry enough. You need to build up your immune system. Would you rather take some vitamins and a nutrient potion, huh?" Jane asked. "No, mom." Harry complained, taking a bite out of the green horror. "If I eat them all, can we have some ice-cream before bed?" He tried when he had swallowed the sprout. Clark laughed at him. "It's not negotiable, kid." He said lovingly. Harry pouted.
"You're amazing." James said, before taking a bite out of his ice-cream. Harry grinned at him. "How do you do that? Mom never lets me have ice-cream." Harry's eyes went round as galleons. "The power of cuteness, dear brother."
Harry was still shivering from the nightmare he'd just woken up from. "Harry?" A soft voice said in the doorway. "Are you okay?" Harry took a deep breath trying to fight the horror's he'd seen. "Yeah, I'm fine." James stepped into the room and climbed on Harry's bed. "No, you're not. You're shaking and sweaty and you were screaming just now." He concluded. "Do you want me to call Dad?" Harry shook his head. "Well, okay then I'll sleep here and I can take care of you." James crawled into the bed and cuddled Harry like he was a teddy bear. Harry smiled and leaned in to the offered protection.
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