NOTE: I do not own Harry Potter. How cool would it be if I did though. :P

This Chapter is short. I'm sorry. It's like midnight at my place and I just finsihed writing it so I am tired. I needed an update though so. I hope you enjoy. You can count on Chapter 4 coming up soon. :) I know that cause I'm working on it write now. I love this story line.

The following morning Harry drove the family back to their little cottage in Godric's Hallow. James was buckled up tight in his car seat as well as Albus next to him. James shot Albus some glares every time his Mum or Dad said the baby's name. For most of the ride though, James played with toys or talked to himself in the, oh so famous language of Gibberish.

"Hey, Jamie." Ginny said looking back at her eldest son. "How do you like your new brother?"

James looked at his Mum then at Albus. "How wong ish he wif us?" He asked cocking his head to the side.

"Forever." Harry chuckled. He peered at James through the mirror for a second then placed his eyes on the road again.

"Fen, make Awl weave." James pouted as he folded his arms. He made his brown eyes widen and round as he looked at his Mother. "Mwe no want Awl."

Ginny couldn't help but laugh to herself at the comment.

"Jamie, Al needs you though." Ginny told James. "He loves you too." She added with a small smile. She looked over at Albus who was asleep peacefully.

"Mwe no weed 'im." James whined.

Ginny looked over at Harry with a 'this is starting off brilliant' look.

Harry grinned at his beautiful wife and took her soft hand in his and said, "I'm sure he'll grow out of this."

"God, I hope so." Ginny mumbled back as she rested her head on the headrest.

James didn't understand that the conversation was over because he continued to mumble on about how he wants Albus gone. Emerald Green. Emerald Green. Why was it so mean to him? All he wanted was all the attention. That wasn't too much was it?

Ding. Ding. Ding. The car was out of gas so harry pulled over to the nearest Gas Station. He got out of the car and began to pump Gas into their five seating car. James face lit up with joy, when Ginny got out and opened Albus's door. She was only making sure he was okay, but James had another idea.

"We weave 'im ear?" James piped happily. "No mowe Awl! Yay!" James giggled with excitement.

Ginny shoot a stare at James that wiped his happiness off his face. He looked back into her identical eyes as him and gave a small grin.

"We awe weaving Awl wight?" James murmured.

Ginny shook her head no and let out a long sigh.

"Jamie, honey, Albus is part of our family now. He is staying with us. We aren't leaving him anywhere." Ginny tried to get the message though the one-year-olds head.

"Awl go bye-bye!" James giggled giving a wave to his brother.

Ginny laid her head against the door car and smiled weakly at James.

"No Albus stays with," She was cut off by small cries. Ginny grinned down at Albus and kissed him on the forehead. She unbuckled the crying child and began to bounce him up and down gently.

The message Ginny was trying to get through James's head didn't compute but another one did. Crying was how Albus got attention. Crying was the key.

Maybe this moment was the moment that later on leads up to James's con artist moves in life. Or his rather shocking way of doing things. All of that came just from one small thing, James's first discovery. A headache for Mum and Dad was coming shortly down the road. An extremely big headache.