Harry and Ginny left little James to Petunia and Vernon for the night. They left a couple of stuff for him and went up to Harry's room to talk. Vernon was watching television. Petunia put a plate of freshly baked cookies next to him and bent down to give him a peck on the cheek. Vernon smiled goofily and then turned his attention to the cookies. Suddenly Petunia came back once again with little James in her arms.

"Vernon, could you keep an eye on James while I clean up the kitchen?"

Vernon grunted and shrugged his shoulders. Petunia put James down on the ground and went to the kitchen. James looked back to the couch Vernon was sitting on. He slowly struggles to get up on his feet. He then walked over to the couch and tried to climb up. Vernon saw the baby boy's quiet struggle to climb up the couch. He rolls his eyes and pulls him up by the collar of his shirt.

"Alright, stay there. Don't come near me." Vernon instructed.

James looked questionably at Uncle Vernon. Vernon then turned his attention back to the television. James then crawled closer to him. But as soon as he noticed the boy crawling closer to him he took the boy and placed him on the other side of the couch, away from him. Vernon told him firmly to stay. Suddenly James noticed the plate of cookies next to Uncle Vernon. He kept his eyes glued on the plate and suddenly it was slowly floating in the air and heading his direction. Vernon quickly noticed the floating plate. He grabbed it and yelled at the boy.

"NO!"

The sound of her husband yelling made Petunia run to them to see what was going on. James' lip began to quiver a bit. Vernon looked to Petunia.

"He's doing his freak magic to steal these!" Vernon whined.

Petunia huffed as she took the plate away from him.

"Don't call him a freak Vernon. He just a baby Vernon, he cant control his magic. He just wants a cookie, just give him one."

Petunia took a cookie from the plate and handed it over to the whimpering James. James quickly took the cookie and happily brought it up to his mouth. Vernon crossed his arms and grumbled unhappily as his wife left the room. He turned his attention back again to his program. He was watching his favorite sketch comedy show. The main character smacked the young man standing by his side and pretended that another guy nearby had done it. This earned not only a roaring laugh from Vernon but from James too. Vernon looked to James laughing loudly at the antics of the characters as he held on to his cookie. It reminded Vernon of the nights he sat down to watch the show with Dudley when he was a baby. It really warmed his heart to see the baby boy laugh at the show and remember his own baby boy. As the characters made another slapstick joke the both of them laughed.

"So you like that, huh Potter?" He question as he grabbed James and sat him on his lap like how he used to do with Dudley.

He grabbed a cookie and ate it along with James. They both laughed and enjoyed the antics of the comedic characters. As the show was coming to an end, Petunia walked into the room only to see James laughing as Vernon laughed and playfully ruffled his hair.

"Enjoying your time with little James?" Petunia asked slightly amused.

Vernon turned to Petunia, his face looking red from all the laughing. It then dawned on him. He was enjoying his time with little James Potter, a magical kid. And not only that, he was being affectionate with him. He shook his head in denial and handed James over to Petunia as he grumbled something and retired to his room. Petunia sighed and looked to James in her arms.

"Well Mr. Potter, I think it's time for your bath." Petunia announced as she went up the stairs and into the bathroom.

Petunia bathed James and dressed him on a pair of red and white footsie pajamas with little snitches decorating it. Ginny and Harry had left her with the pajamas saying they were James' favorite. Petunia then took little James down to the kitchen. She took a sippy cup and filled it with milk. She took it and went over to the couch. As she sat down she handed him his milk. James took the bottle with both of his hands and began to chug it down. Petunia chuckled as she looked down to the boy. She studied the boy closely. He resembled Harry greatly, but he had Ginny's eyes and a few freckles on his face.

"You know little James… you look an awful lot like your dad when he was a baby. He was really cute, even though I wouldn't have admitted it back then. I was a bad aunt and I'm truly sorry about that. You're mother is such a sweet darling, truly a lovely girl. And your father is so brave and strong and kind. I love Harry… and I'm proud to be called his aunt even though I don't really deserve it."

James' big brown eyes began to slowly close. Petunia began to slowly rock him back and forth. She leaned down and placed a kiss on her great nephew's forehead. James closed his eyes and snuggled closer to Aunt Petunia.

"Sweet dreams my darling great nephew."

Petunia went up the stairs and left little James with his parents and then retired to her bedroom for the night.