"No, no Harry! Come here you little munchkin!" I, Anya Miller, called after the little boy I was baby-sitting, Harry Potter. He was only a little over a year old. His dad James was my cousin, that's why I'm the one who gets to baby-sit the munchkin. No, don't get me wrong, I love Harry, but he is a trouble maker, just like his father. I always call him a munchkin. Right now he was attempting to climb the curtains.
I ran over and scooped him up. Harry leaned back into my arms and giggled. "Come on you little munchkin. It's time for your lunch, that's why you're attempting to climb up your mum's lace curtains, isn't it buddy?" Carrying him into the kitchen, I put him in his high chair, and got his little plate with the England International Quidditch team on the bottom out. I put on his favorite soft foods, mashed potatoes, a little hamburger, and some milk in his sippy cup.
Harry clapped, and cheered. "I knew you like that munchkin. Now open up for Cousin Anya." Making snitch noises, if that's possible, I got him to eat all of his food. "Oh Harry, you're a mess. You, my dear munchkin, need a bath. Come on Harry, don't be a baby. Oh wait, I forgot. You are a baby."

Harry stuck his tongue out at me, and I tickled his stomach. With that, I picked the little guy up, and carried him into the bathroom. One, well, actually, two baths later, Harry was asleep, and I could finally relax. James and Lily would be back soon, and I could floo home, or James would give me a ride.
Sure enough, right as I was getting into my book, James and Lily apparated back home, with their friends Remus Lupin and Sirius Black. "Annie, thanks for watching Harry for us. I know you must be pretty busy." Lily thanked me, while paying me the fifty cents per hour I charge them. "Aw, it was nothing. I love watching the squirt. And no, I wasn't busy. Not like I have anything else to do, I hate going to the school dances."
"You'll think otherwise when your older Anya, I can guarantee that." Remus said, giving me a smirk. I laughed, and said, "Well, I'd better be getting home. Mum and dad are waiting up for me, something about teasing Eric to much. As if there is such a thing." James laughed, and gently pushed me towards the fire. "Same time tomorrow Anya?" "Sure, why not. And as it's the weekend, you don't have to pay me even."

****AUTHORS NOTE****

Okay, yet another story I'm posting. I have to get off the computer soon, so it'll be the last one for tonight. My brother wants to go on. Then after this I have to write a newspaper for our simulation for History class. Oh well, at least I only have to do one a day, and I get extra credit for it. And it'll be over soon, so I have more time to write. I can't write anymore when I usually do tomorrow, I have an optometrists appointment, but I'll try to have the next chapter for this posted by Wednesday. Promise! Maraudergirl08, or Ann.

And I completely forgot the disclaimer! I only own Anya, and she's based on me, and what happened when I watched one of my now ex-friends baby-sitting. The rest is the wonderful J.K. Rowlings.