James honestly thinks it was easier during the war. He wasn’t stuck at home with two crazy kids, a boy and girl. And he wasn’t so busy doing Auror work as well.

The boy, Harry, was more docile but still had that cocky attitude he had when he was younger.

The girl, was well, she was a bit more difficult, even she was younger she cried and cried and threw hissy fits.

But now he could see why, James and Lily always doted in Harry and always seemed to have no time for her, for you, they were to busy chasing Harry and celebrating his accomplishments.

While yours were not seen at all, perfect grades didn’t matter, presidents of clubs, didn’t matter, hell even being a top player in quidditch didn’t matter

You did not matter

So, you stopped asking for their help, it went smoothly it almost went to smooth. You got a job at Fleamont potion shop, saved money, and didn’t have to beg your mother for an allowance. A small freedom you had acquired.

Usually you found peace at that shop with your grandpa since he treated you like you did matter. He was even talking about giving you a car.

It was going so so so well…until, your mother freaked finding a phone you bought for yourself and she broke it she broke your phone…you obviously got very mad and might’ve broken the headlights to her car…

Now you’re stuck in family counseling with your father and mother…

Great…just great