a/n; here's the next one, wewt.
chapter two; B is for Badly Injured
"It's Quidditch time, Dad, please play with me?" James begged his dad. Harry looked up from his newspaper.
"I don't think so, son. Someone might get hurt."
"Pleeeeeeaaaaassssseeee?!" James got on his knees and clasped his hands together. Harry rolled his eyes.
"You're a drama queen, you know that? Fine, get your broom."
"Yes!" James punched the air and ran out of the kitchen. His dad sighed.
Albus looked over from the other end of the table, where he was drawing. "Dad? Can I play too?"
Harry was alarmed, James against Albus would lead to someone getting hurt. "Nah, Al. Why don't you and I play a game of our own later tonight?"
"Okay..." His son mumbled, continuing to draw. Harry looked at the paper and felt a smile tug at his lips.
It showed James, getting beaten with a broom that Ginny was holding, as Al and Lily looked on and laughed.
"Where am I, son?" He couldn't help but ask. Al looked up at him, surprised.
"Dad, you're at work, like you always are."
After that, Harry Potter spent more time at home during the summer break.
a/n; aweh...anyway, if anyone reviews these two chapters, i'll put two more up, and then two more...you get the idea. review if you liked it! :D
