HP: The Magical Gamer [Chapter 8: Affection!] (Patreon)

"Feel the strong air, little sister. Breath in the fresh air. Feel the strong wind slamming against us. See the beautiful forest surrounding our house from the three sides. See that river on the far northern side. Isn't this all beautiful?" Harry pondered out loud softly as Iris' eyes wandered everywhere.

Iris nodded in agreement, a bit reluctantly.

"I agree with all of it, but I am not your younger sister. We are twins! How many times do I have to say that!" Iris mumbled in mock anger. 

Harry just laughed and squeezed her gently, both, admiring the heavenly view from...heaven. Hehe.

If Iris had already started protesting against being called the younger sister then she was becoming normal again. 

Though that wouldn't stop him from calling her his 'little sister'. It was his duty as an elder twin to remind her of being the younger twin, of being the inferior twin. For all of their life.

And it was a bit annoying that they didn't look the same since they were fraternal twins. While Harry inherited their father's looks and his hair, Iris inherited their mother's looks and red hair. At least they had their green eyes in common.

"Let the ride begin. Hold tight, little sister. We are going on a ride." He announced and sped down. Iris' yell was cut off abruptly as her grip tightened around him.

Harry flew down like a missile, like a sharp sword cutting through the thin air, but he stopped a few hundred metres above the ground. Then he sped up again in the eastern direction. Slowly the fear started draining away. And after one point, Iris started whopping in excitement, her fear finally vanishing. The feelings of joy and thrill were filling her up.

After half an hour of flying, Harry teleported back to his bedroom with Iris. They both collapsed on the bed, satisfied smiles etched on their faces.

[– 5 Affection points added to Iris Potter.]

He used [Observe] on her.

[Name: Iris Potter

Race: Human

Class: Mage

Lvl: 7

HP: 350

MP: 700

Affection: 85

Obedience: 40

Thoughts about you: Love, Fondness, Respect]

"Thank you, Harry, for taking me flying with you. It was so much fun...after I got over the initial fear of being a splash spot on the ground." she said, kissing his cheek and hugging him.

Harry lazily fell back on the bed with Iris still attached to him.

They both remained silent for a minute, just lying on the bed, coming down from the adrenaline high.

"How many secrets are you hoarding, Harry? Teleportation, Flying, what else? I know you lied to mum about the Lady Magic rubbish. You can deceive mum, but not me. I am your twin after all. When are you going to tell us the truth?" she asked gently, her chin resting on his chest, her red curls framing her curious green eyes. Harry smiled back, poking her cheek.

"It is not that I don't want to tell the truth. It is just that I can't tell the truth. I am forbidden from doing that. So please, go with this lie and don't tell anyone the truth about it." He requested, his fingers now running in her smooth red hair which he might or might not be jealous of.

Iris scrunched her nose as she thought about it.

"Okay. But you have to stop calling me little sister. It is very annoying." she said with a sly smile. Harry raised his eyebrow in surprise.

"Are you blackmailing me, little sister?" he asked, pinching her nose. Iris slapped away his hand and sat up beside him and gave him a bland look.

"It is not blackmail. It is a deal. A give and a take. Don't call me little sister and I will keep your secret. Simple." she smirked. He chuckled softly and agreed, pushing his hand forward which Iris shook gleefully.

"Well, well, you drive a hard bargain. It's a deal. You will keep my little secret and I won't address you as little sister anymore." Harry smiled blankly. Something was wrong with that smile, like a shark who had smelled blood in the water. But she ignored it and shook his hand. Her lifelong mission of not being called little sister was finally coming to fruition.

"It's a deal."

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"Lil sis, lil sis, lil sis, lil sis. Where are you, lil sis?" Harry's loud self-pleased voice rang out in the house. 

Lily, who was patiently waiting for Harry and Iris to arrive in the living room for their daily studies, raised her eyebrow in amusement. Seems like her son just conned Iris into a bad deal.

"TAKE IT BACK! TAKE IT BACK! MUM, PLEASE, SAVE ME!" Iris came running down, her loud screams followed by Harry's mocking laughter. 

Nope, Lily wasn't getting involved in this madness. When things like these happened, she needed to sit on the fence and watch the entertainment. 

Her getting involved and siding with anyone always ended up in a disaster. She had learnt that from experience.

"Why are you running away from me, lil sis?" Harry asked in a faux hurt tone.

"SHUT UP! CALL ME LITTLE SISTER INSTEAD OF...THAT WORD. PLEASE, BROTHER!" She desperately pleaded.

'And there, Iris used her trump card. Harry always gets happy when he hears Iris call him brother. And Iris always knows when to exploit that weakness.' Lily smiled mirthfully.

"Okay, little sister. If that's what you want." Harry's sudden agreement made Iris freeze dumbly on her spot.

"Huh?" she uttered, not knowing why he agreed so easily. She really didn't think he would have agreed so readily. Before they both could again start their argument, Lily decided it was time to end it.

"Children! Take your seats. It is study time. You can continue whatever you were doing after the classes are over." Lily said sternly.

It would take Iris the next hour to realise that she was cheated in the deal. Now she had to keep Harry's secret while he was still able to call her little sister.

That little cheating bastard!

Throughout the class, Harry had a smug grin plastered on his face and Iris was not so subtly glaring at him.