You’re with your family, watching them buy stuff for Harry’s first year at Hogwarts. Harry is your brother and a couple of years older than you, your parents love you both equally though.

You’re munching on some ice cream, holding your mum’s hand. While your dad and Harry admire the newest flying broom that came out. “Too bad you can’t have a broom first year, Haz.” Your dad tells your brother, ruffling his hair. “Don’t give him any ideas, James. His 1st year needs to go smoothly.” Lily says.