Wish Granted
"Harry! Get your butt out of bed." Lily Potter called to her oldest child. "Lazy bum. Reminds me of you when you were his age."
James Potter smiled at his wife. "Hey! I was an angel when I was seventeen."
"Sure you were. If you were an angel I will kiss Remus, Sirius, and Peter all on the lips. Where is he? Harold James Potter! Get down here now!"
Harry woke up in a room he didn't recognize. He looked around and saw it was his room, but it wasn't at the same time. A picture on the desk showed him with six other people. Five of the people he recognized. Two were his parents, Lily and James. The other three he immediately knew who they were. One was Remus Lupin. One was his godfather Sirius Black. The other was Wormtail, aka Peter Pettigrew. The other person was a young girl of about eleven. She looked identical to Lily. In the picture, Harry looked about fifteen. Harry realized that his wish came true. By the looks of the picture (meaning that they weren't moving), he was a Muggle. The young girl in the picture must be his little sister.
He heard someone call him from downstairs. Harry hurriedly got dressed and went downstairs. As he arrived in the kitchen, he saw for the first time, in his life, his mum and dad.
Lily turned as Harry walked into the kitchen. "About time. Were you planning on sleeping all day, Harry?"
"Mum!" Harry didn't realize he had said it aloud until Lily looked at him.
"What?"
"N-Nothing. I just can't believe you're actually here." Harry ran over and gave Lily a hug.
Lily looked at her son. "Are you okay, Harry? Are you feeling good?"
"Yeah, Mum. I'm fine. I just had a weird dream last night."
"Do me a favor, Harry. Go wake Mackenzie."
"Sure." Harry went upstairs to look for his little sister's room. When he found it, he found a girl who looked like a miniature Lily.
"M-Mackenzie?" The girl in the bed stirred but didn't wake. Harry called her louder. This time she woke up.
"What, Harry?"
"Mum said to get up."
"Oh, all right. All she does is complain anyway."
"I think she's wonderful. You should be nicer to her."
"You say the same thing, too. Are you all right, Harry?"
"Yes. I'm fine."
"Harry! Mackenzie! Breakfast is ready."
"Tell Mum I'll be down in a second. Mackenzie got up and got her clothes.
"Okay." Harry went back downstairs.
"What are we doing today, Mum?" Harry asked when Mackenzie joined them.
"Nothing, Harry. Why?"
"I think we should spend the whole day together."
"That sounds like a good idea. What do you think, James? Mackenzie?"
James agreed. Mackenzie did too, though reluctantly and with a look of pure disgust. The Potter's all ate and got ready to leave. Harry had to run up to his room real quick. When he got there, he found a little fairie flying around.