A/N: I don't own Harry Potter.
A/N 2: AU. They all live happily ever after.
Lily Potter watched seven year old Harry sitting at the kitchen table eating cereal. James was somewhere upstairs with Sirius, doing Merlin only knew what. Harry popped another piece into his mouth crunching loudly. Lily shook her head. He took after James in so many ways, not just his hair. She'd brushed it three times this morning alone and it still wouldn't lay flat.
"Hurry up, Harry, you don't want to be late for school." Lily and James had both agreed sending Harry to primary school with several other wizard and witch children was best for him.
"Do I have to go?"
"Yes, honey, you do. Besides, you said you like school. You got the highest mark on your maths test last week."
"I know! It's just boring!"
"What's boring?" James asked appearing from the top of the stairs.
"Our son says school," Lily laughed.
"If you're good at school today, want to fly this afternoon?" James offered.
"Yes!" Harry yelled shoving a handful of cereal into his mouth and grabbing his backpack. "Is it time to go yet?"
