13 Chapter 13- Something I would never forget

Harry's pov

Lets just say Marcus'es and mine first meeting wasn't the best...

I was near the pitch when he came down from his broom.

We looked almost the same, we both looked almost like James, but while he had more fat on him (he wasn't fat just a little fuller) I was skinnier and had more muscle, while he had average height for an eleven year old, I was as tall as an average 12 year old, and most noticeably he had brown fudge eyes while I had emerald green eyes.

What I didn't expect, is that while we checked each other, he opened his mouth and said "why is he taller then me? I'm the boy who lived, I should be taller!" He sounded so much like Dudley in the books that I felt like god is punishing me for leaving one by giving me another, a thought that made me laugh so hard on the inside that I mumbled about a toilet and ran there trying not to laugh out loud. This is gonna be a long long week...

A week later

Marcus was the most insufferable child I've ever met, he is an idiotic child who thinks he's always in the right, and every other sentence of his is about how amazing he is and how, as the boy who lived, he is greatest thing that happened since the invention of sliced bread.

Let just say, after a week with him, any thoughts of being brothers disappeared from my mind, and I was sure his power over his parents and magical Britain was enormous, cause otherwise someone would have pulled his head out of his own ass. It was funny at first, but now it's just annoying, in addition it's a little disturbing, is it just me or every wizard is a bad parent? Even if you're not including James and Lily, who left one child and destroyed the other, just from what I know from the books, Sirius's mother, Draco's and almost every pure-blood's entitled self, the racism in the Wizarding world, bullying all the different people at school, hell even the Weasley's family with the overbearing mother, meek father, Percy the 'perfect son' who abandoned his family in time of need, Ron the jealous boy and Ginny the crazy fan, if we are honest, only a small percentage of the wizards are good people and even smaller aren't muggle-born, like Tonx, Neville and Luna, suddenly I don't want to be at the magical world anymore, but I keep telling myself "remember that you came to this world because of the prophecy and if I don't kill Voldemort he would kill me one day. Plus magic."

Anyhow... my week is over and I can see my parents again, after this long week, I decided that my first project for the year would be an enchanted mirror so I would be able to see them everyday.

"Harry, it's time to go." Lily yelled, "unless, maybe, you prefer to stay?"

In the past week Lily did everything she could to make me feel welcomed, and if I was a regular child it would have worked, but not only I was not a normal child, I had my parents who I loved more than anything in the world, and also, I really didn't like the look in her eyes when I refused to go along with the act and wouldn't sign the rune document they gave me with the excuse of making sure you're happy with your parents (the only time they called my mom and dad my parents).

So, politely I said that I miss my parents took my suitcase in one hand, Lily's arm held with the other, and we apperated home.

After arriving at the closest ally near my house, Lily gave me an awkward hug and told me I can always contact her if I need anything and that she would see me at the train station and disapperated.

5 minutes later, I arrived where my house is and there was cops everywhere- I ran so fast inside that they didn't manage to stop me and that's when I saw them. Something I would never forget