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The seconds seemed to tick by as slow as molasses; Harry briefly wondered whether or not someone had spelled the clock to do that. "So you'd be three again…I mean how would that even work? Would you still go to Hogwarts when you turned eleven? Do you really want to give up all the freedoms that come with being seventeen? Don't you have dreams and something that you want to do now that you've finished school?"
Harry shuffled his feet again, "With all the freedoms comes a lot of responsibilities, and I really want to live some moments without everything resting on my shoulders. I'd definitely go to Hogwarts again; I'd be in the twins' year, so that'll be fun, and too much happened so I couldn't finish my last year, I think I'd like to do that. I wouldn't have everyone staring at me like they usually do either. And I have no real dreams I want to complete, what else do I have to do now that Tom is dead, I'm tired of chasing after dark lords so I don't want to be an auror anymore. All my friends are gone, but I've accepted that I guess. I want to do it again, and have it turn out better," Harry shuffled his feet again, "But I'll understand if you don't want to raise another kid. It was too much to ask. I'm pretty much a complete stranger, it was rude of me. I'll get my body back and be out of your hair. Sorry about everything."
"No, Harry, I didn't mean that. A lot is happening all at once and I'm shocked. Of course you can live with us. You are, after all, our son. Let's get you out of James' body and we'll set up the guest room and you can be a kid again. You're okay with being my baby boy?" Harry smiled at what his mum said, looked up and nodded.
"Now Harry, you have to realize that after we put you in that body you won't be able to switch. Once we get it we'll need someone to cast the spell. You should also know that whoever you choose to cast the spell, as well as James, will see your memories. Who do you wish to cast the spell?" Albus said.
"Well I'll be happy to do it, just so you know, Harry, I am your mum" Lily said reassuringly.
Harry, however, didn't seem so confident, "Afterwards we can obliviate them, right?"
"What, your not going to obliviate me, or James."
"Mum. Thanks for everything you've done so far for me. Ignoring my first impression, agreeing to take me in and all, but I don't want anyone to have my memories. I can't tell you how many nightmares I have, every night, I don't want to do that to you or Dad."
"Harry, I know this is really weird, but I am your Mum. You're my little boy; I want to be with you, to understand you, to help you. I can't do that if I know nothing about you"
Harry smiled, "Sirius was right, you would have made a great Mum, will make, whatever."
"And I wouldn't mind knowing who this Ginny girl is, or why you wouldn't be surprised waking up next to her."
"Mum, do we really want to go down that road?"
"Good point, Professor, could you make his body?" Lily asked.
"Yes, what do you look like?"
"Just add two years to the little me," Harry said pointing to the one year old playing with conjured blocks on the floor.
"Well you can't look exactly like him, it'll be rather confusing, speaking of which you'll need a new name."
"Hmm, um, you couldn't, perchance, make me a bit, I don't know, buffer and taller? Broader shoulders and all that. You could also make it so I don't need glasses. You know, things like that," Harry said blushing.
Minnie smiled, "Of course, I think I'll change around your facial feature just a bit too, anything you want to keep?"
"My green eyes and messy black hair, oh and a lightening scar on my forehead, I got that from when I first met Tom. You get attached to that sort of thing after awhile."
"Very well, I'll start transfiguring immediately, I'll be back in a moment, are you sure three years old, correct?"
"Yea, as long as its okay with Mum,"
"Well, James and I have always wanted to have a lot of kids," she smiled.
"I'll start working immediately," Professor McGonagall said smiling and walked briskly out.
"Mum, I'm gonna bring James back so you can talk to him over this, but plllleeeaaaassseeee don't kiss him. I'll come back in a bit," Harry said, and then there was a flash of white.
"Okay, I swear I was making out with my wife in front of Professor McGonagall a few moments ago, what is going on?"
"James I'll explain, but its complicated, so don't interrupt until I'm done, okay, I'll explain everything."
A few minutes later James was looking with confusion at Lily.
"So, we're going to have another kid all of a sudden? Wait, we can't have a three year old, that's a whole two years apart from Harry. They need to be in consecutive years so they can make the perfect team for quiditch, with one set of twins because you can't start in the first year. This is going to ruin everything," James moaned.
"Honey, is that all you think of, we're going to have another baby, aren't you happy?"
James ran his hand thought his hair and then smiled with a childish grin, "Yeah, we are, this is GREAT!" He leaned down and kissed Lily.
"Wait, I promised big Harry we wouldn't do that till he gets in his own body," Lily giggled.
"Well that makes sense. But you're going to have some more twins somewhere along the line so Grifindor's team will be made completely of Potter's at at least one point. He plays quiditch, right?"
"I don't know, I didn't ask him, it wasn't on the top of my mind at the point."
"What? Why? How can that not be on your mind?" a stern look from his wife had him murmuring an apology, and then asked "Is he a prankster?"
"Didn't ask that either Honey, no, don't give me that look. Honestly, James, we have more important things to worry about right not."
"Now you've crossed a line, Lily."
She rolled her eyes, "What I meant to say is that we have more pressing matters to look into right now, like which guest room. I was thinking of the one across from his little brother's room. We can paint it the same color too with slightly different hues. I guess we'll let him decide how to decorate it. Should we go to diagon alley tomorrow? Or should we bond? Or should we bond at diagon alley? Or"-
"Lily-Flower," James interrupted, "calm down. It'll be fine." He smiled and was half way down, leaning in for another kiss, when he blinked repeatedly and pulled back quickly.
"Mom, you said no kissing," Harry said with a groan.
"Hey, he was kissing me. Oh and he's very excited and wants to know if you play quiditch or if you're a prankster."
"Youngest seeker in a century, but not a real prankster, but I plan on remedying that. I did fund the best joke shop ever though," Lily groaned. It looked as if she was going to have her hands full with being married to a marauder and already raising two more.
Professor McGonagall came back in at this point, a small body floating behind her. "Are you ready?"