Alright. Alright. Thanks to the millions of views I have recieved from this story I have decided to write a squel to it. I however want your say in the plot. :D Now I have a couple ideas in mind and I will list them below. But besides that, please comment and tell me what you think is best or maybe even your own idea. That would be great. I like having an active audience because I like to make people happy and I enjoy your guys' comments. So please review responding to this. Or message me. I dunno.

Alright the choices:

1) Harry starts having dreams like he had when James was a baby could their possibly be a way Voldemolt could return? Now its up to the neweer kids to defeat a great big mess and try to survive the terrible audience of paparazzis and their own life struggles.

2) I am come to a quesstion alot. What if Violet, Klause, and Sunny Bauldilare (i think i spelled their name wrong) were witches and wizards? WHat if they somehow met up with the Potter and Weasley Kids. What if Violet was the key to James's newly fond behavior and the reason why he put his ruckus behind forever. COuld all he need was soebody he could talk too?

3) mixture of both. - I like that idea the best.

Now don't worry if you don't like niether of these. Comment me and tell me. I will try to put your thoughts into my story. Anyway, I should mention, I am a dark writter. Things of jealously, drugs, sex, and darker means may pop up in this newly found squeal. PLease do not quit reading it for that. I swear it will all come happy and stuff. It has to go along with the plot of the first sort of. James has to find himself becoming jealous of his younger brother again. That is what sets the darker mood. I know exactly how to make him jealous as well. It involes a thing James completely loves... Quidditch.

Now I will leave you with a short addition to this Emerald Green story. I call it Minty Chocolate. =D

James gazed down at the baby wrapped in pink in the white crib. He had his feet standing on a chair he pulled over to the crib all by himself. He was a four-year-old now and he did things on his own. This caused lots of mayhem in the Potter Manor. Not only was he moving chairs and tables and toys all over the place, but he was begining to get his own sense of pranks and jokes. George, however, found it great to have his nephew have this trait. The trait caused Ginny to decide that James is like Harry's father. He was named after the guy and all.

"Hellwo Lily." cooed James. "You sleeping. Yup." He tilted his head to the side and looked at the baby again.

"WAKE UP!"

A crying echoed through the house. Lily was not a happy one to be woken up. She rolled around on the mattress and yelled. James got startled and fell backwards off the chair onto the ground and cupped his hands to his ears. "GO BACK SLEEP! GO BACK SLEEP!"

Ginny rushed into the room and couldn't help but laugh to herself. She picked Lily out of the crib and bounced her up and down. Suddenly the room fell silent again as Lily began to dooze off into another slumber. "There you go, honey, see its all right." Ginny whispered softly to her baby girl.

James got up off the ground and dusted himself up. "Me no like when she cwy." He shook his head and leant against Ginny's leg. He wrapped his arms up so he could touch her waist and pressed his chin against her thin. He looked up at her with a grin and bright brown eyes. "Why she do that Mummy?" He wondered as he hugged his mother's legs more.

"James, baby, Lily cries when she is upset or frightened. Its her call out for help.. sort of." Ginny explained to her older son. She walked voer to the crib and place Lily back into it (which was hard for James hadn't let go of her yet). She reached down and picked him. "Does that make sense to you, Jamsie?" Ginny asked looking into the replica of her eyes.

James pondered for a moment as he chewed on his fingers. After a moment of thought he gave his mother a huge nod. "Yup! Me help Lily when she cwies. Me nice. Me cares. She happy!" James began to clap his hands. He was so proud of himself. Next time she cried he new exactly what to do. He was going to make her feel better like Ginny did for him.

"Yes, yes, dear. That is correct." Ginny placed a kiss on his forehead. "You learn fast you, know that?"

"Of couwse. Me smawt!" James said cockily. He was four and already developing a big head. Lovely.

"Down Mummy."

Ginny placed James on the floor and watched him scurry out of the room. For small legs, he ran fast. She checked up on Lily once more before leaving the room herself. By the time she got down to the den, James and Albus had already dragged Harry into the den to play a game. Ginny joined her family. "What we playing in here?" She knealed down next to Harry.

"GO WISH!" giggled Al brightly.

"Ah, I see. Can I play?" She asked looking up at her husband with a smile already knowing she could.

"I don't know, Gin. This game might confuse you." Harry laughed. "Don't agree boys?"

James and Al both just sat on the floor and laughed. James grew affection for Albus. The whole eye thing neer really bothered him anymore. He noticed it yes, but he felt more speacial because he looked like both of their parents. He reminded Albus constatnly, he was better. Albus went along with everything James decided though. If James told him to eat his vegatables, then Al ate James's vegatables. It was as simple as that.

"Oh, well then, I guess I'll just have to Daddy wrong." Ginny said with a bit of compettion in her voice. "How about we spilt into teams?"

"Daddy!" Albus screammed.

"Me on Mommy's!" James stated strongly.

So the teams were picked and the game began. The cards were dealt and the matching and asking began. James and Ginny were demonating. James would sneak a peak at Albus's cards who was hold them where everyone could see them. James didn't call it cheating. He called it helpful resources really. Albus was a resource and gave me helpful tips. THat was all it was. Innocent, helpful tips.

"WE WON! WE WON! WE WON!" James meerily announced.

Albus glared and threw his cards down. "Me no wike tis game."

Harry chuckled, "You don't? I thought it was your favorite game."

Albus folded his arms, "It is. We lose though. No fun."

Ginny caught a hold of James who was jumping up and down, "Okay, okay. Stop. That's enough for today." She mumbled into his ear. "You'll upset Al more."

"Fine." James glumly mumbled.

"That's my boy." Ginny kissed him on his cheek.

James whipped it off and looked up at his mother. His jaw dropped as he announced, "Chocolates beat Mints."

"What you talking about James?" Harry asked curiously.

Chocolate and Mints. Those were James's favorite treat. Chewable Mints that was. He demanded for them every single day eight before bed. He said they helped he dream nice dreams and no bad once. If it made sense in his mind it was all good for Ginny and Harry. As long as their baby was happy.

James pointed to his eye, "Chocolate." He then pointed at Albus's eye, "Mint!" He clapped his hand at his discovery.

"That is right, isn't it?" Harry laughed.

"Me smawt, smawt!" James sang in his own little tune he made up.

How do you like it? I thought it was a cute little addition to my story. I'll probably add a bit more of these short storys to this because I find them fun to write. But please commment and giving me your voice on what the squeal should be about. :D

Thank You for you time. :)