Twenty seconds later the clothes were all away. He looked at his mother again. She had a dreamy smile on her face. Harry then went over to the bags and snapped the fingers on his other hand. Instantly, the bags shrank from large sacks to just over hand-sized paper bags. He handed them to his mum.
"I told you. I know some spells I can do wandlessly."
"Wha… when… how… why…?"
"I've been practicing for some time now. I don't want to just make a good impression at school, I want to excel . I learned a few spells from the library. I didn't always just play pranks or practice cooking when I was younger."
Lily stared proudly at her son. "Oh, Harry, you constantly amaze me. I always thought you were a joker but you keep proving me wrong these days. Your father is going to be so proud. A wandless user in the family. We should tell Albus as well; both he and James will be so impressed." She smiled and kissed his cheek.
"Mum. I want to tell them on my own ok? I'm still working out some difficulties."
Slightly frowning, she said, "It's your choice, honey. I'm not going to force you into it."
"Once I get a few more spells down, then I have a wicked prank I want to play on Dad and Uncle Sirius. They'll never know what hit them."
"Ah. That. Okay, honey. I won't say anything. Just don't keep it a secret from your father too long, okay?"
"Thanks, mum."
"Oh, I almost forgot. You need a trunk for school. How would you like the one I used when I went to Hogwarts?"
"Sounds great!" Harry beamed.
"It's a little old, but should still be serviceable. It's in the attic so you may have to search for it."
"Are you sure dad's going to let me use it? He won't have any problems with me using that one instead of his will he?"
His mother had a faraway look in her eyes as she looked out the window at her other children playing in the yard. "I rather doubt he will have a problem. I haven't seen his trunk in years. I think that's where he keeps all his pranking material. So if you happen to ever see it and were to tell me, well… let's say there's a chocolate biscuit in it for you."
"Are you bribing me?"
"Is it working?"
"Not at just one biscuit it's not."
"True, that is a little cheap of me, isn't it? How about we just call it a special treat of your choice and leave it at that."
Harry smiled.
She walked around the clean room and marveled at the changes in her son yet again. Clean? His room? Since when? She then noticed some very familiar reading material on his nightstand.
"You haven't been reading all my old basic spell books have you?" she asked slyly.
Harry nodded. "I'm up to 3rd and 4th year material."
She smiled wider. "You act so much like me, it's amazing," she hugged him.
Harry smiled at her warmly again while hugging her back. He could never get tired of her smile or her hugs. The hugs in private that is.
"Yes I know. I may look like dad, but I act so much like you or so dad said the other day," Harry replied.
She nodded.
After a few minutes of organizing his books and things, Harry spoke up. "Mum… what was I like when I was a baby?"
She giggled. "You were a cheerful baby, an adorable one. You were mommy's little boy." She giggled again.
Harry rolled his eyes. "Oh jeez, do I want to hear more of this?" Harry said while sitting next to her.
She began to think; she smiled for a second and then smiled wider.
"Like I said, you were a cheerful baby, and an adorable one too. You were also quite smart for a baby. Every time you were hungry you rubbed your belly and when you were thirsty you would smack your lips. You didn't cry much. You were a quiet baby, unlike your brothers and sisters," Lily said smiling widely while lost in thought.
"You're not pulling my leg are you mum?" Harry asked.
"Would your mum lie to you?" she asked smiling warmly.
"She would if she were trying to pull one over on me," he joked.
"Do you think I'm doing it now?" she said seriously.
"Err… sorry mum. No not really," Harry said truthfully. "But I do think you were lying about eating vegetables making you fly faster on a broom!" Harry grinned at his mother's shocked features, remembering what she had told Sylvia a few days ago.
"Good come back, mister." She laughed. She knew what he was talking about. "Harry, sweetie, how else am I supposed to get your little sister to eat? She wasn't like you when you were a baby who ate anything."
"Hey!"
She giggled while Harry smiled.
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