What was the new phenomenon going on in Harry Potter's world when he discovered that Huxley didn't wear nappies like him, Ron, and Neville, instead, the boy wore training pants? He discovered the phenomenon that was "potty training." He saw the amount of praise that Huxley received whenever he sat on the potty and Harry found himself quite tempted by it all. Normally, he avoided the bathroom unless he was actually taking a bath, simply because the toilet was a very odd item. It made loud noises, gushed water, and the hole seemed big enough to swallow Harry whole. Sometimes he would peer in, examining the clear water and he was tempted to push on the lever that flushed the toilet, but more often than not, he would chicken out and run out.

However, seeing Huxley use the toilet, as he was no bigger than the rest of the boys, Harry was able to witness that Huxley didn't fall in and when he flushed, he wasn't swallowed whole. He and Ron had investigated the area a couple of times as they left Neville with the job of flushing while they examined the flushing procedure. And then one day, Harry decided out of the blue that he was ready and it all started with him taking off his nappy while Renata and James were in the living room.

Just a couple of days prior, his parents had returned home with an exciting new creature, a male kneazle that Harry was told they were going to keep. Much to his delight, he was introduced to the magical feline creature, that Renata had taken to name "Leone" due to his lion-like appearance, despite his grey speckled fur. Both James and Renata had been tending to the Leone, making sure that he was comfortable inside the home when Harry decided to make his nude appearance.

Renata had been fixing a bad for Leone, helping the blind kneazle over when Harry came strutting out and dropped his nappy to the floor. For a few moments, she was left quite speechless as she wasn't expecting that of all things. Thankfully she didn't have to cover Leone's eyes to spare him the seen of seeing the Boy Who Lived in all of his glory. James had been in the kitchen grabbing some treats for Leone, only to see their son standing completely naked.

Looking over her shoulder,  Renata could see the confused look on James' face, bringing her to grin.

"Well, it seems Harry takes after you in more ways than one," she chuckled, leaving James to turn red in the face as he remembered the incident that she was referring to. He grimaced before shaking his head and making his way over to Harry, kneeling down to his eye level.

"Harry, what are you doing?" he asked in a gentle voice. "Your nappy is still perfectly good and dry-"

"No! No nappy!" Harry folded his arms over his chest. "I want to go potty!"

James was quiet as Harry sudden demands to use the potty had come out of nowhere and caught him off guard. If he was being completely honest, James had to admit that he had completely neglected the idea of potty training Harry as it was something that had slipped his mind. He had just become so accustomed to changing Harry over the last couple of years that it had become second nature almost.

Unsure of how he was supposed to respond, James turned to Renata, who had Leone cradled in her arms.

"Ren?"

"It's time James," she smiled at him, " Harry is telling you that he's ready for potty training. Consider it a blessing in some ways because a lot of children won't tell you that they're ready and they'll fight it for the longest time. He's around the age to start anyways. This is a good thing."

"I don't really know the first thing about potty training," he said, "where do we even start-"

He stopped talking and the two adults immediately looked over at Harry as he had proceeded to urinate on the floor. Apparently being exposed to the cold air once his nappy had been removed had left him vulnerable to the feeling that he had to relieve himself and he couldn't help himself. He peered down at his feet and made a face before looking up at his parents.

"Uh oh."

Taking initiative, Renata pushed herself up, placing Leone down on the sofa and making her way over to where Harry was standing. Avoiding the urine on the floor, she grabbed Harry by the hand and the two made their way to the bathroom so Harry could sit on the toilet. It left James with the mess to clean up, but it wasn't necessarily such a tragedy as he had his wand on him. Once it was all cleaned up, he headed to the bathroom as well to see what was taking place.

Harry sat on the toilet while Renata took to sitting on the edge of the bathtub before him, telling him that when he had to go, that he had to use the toilet and nothing else.

"We'll have to get him training pants now," Renata told him, "he'll only wear a nappy at night until he's potty-trained during the day. Then we'll have to go through it all for night-time."

They heard a small tinkling sound in the toilet before Harry peered down and grinned, looking all too pleased with himself before looking back and forth between Renata and James.

"Well done, Harry, " Renata smiled at him before turning to James again, " and praise is important. Lots and lots of praise."

The two were in it for the long haul but seeing that Harry appeared to be committed to getting started, they had to show him the same commitment that they were willing to help him every step of the way.

Harry started off on a strong foot with actually going to the toilet when he had to go, however, the problem occurred when Harry wanted to continue playing when he actually had to use the bathroom. He would refuse to stop playing, which usually resulted in him having multiple accidents. So, James decided that if Harry couldn't bring himself to stop partying, they were going to have to bring the party with him to the potty.

Renata had Harry on a timed schedule, placing him on the potty every thirty minutes to see if he had to go and increasing his liquid intake during the day to make sure that he had to actually go more frequently to better the chances that they could reinforce him while he was on the toilet. James was learning so much in such a short period of time and at some points, he was feeling somewhat overwhelmed. But thankfully, he had Renata to keep him calm and help him get through it as well. How she remained so calm and patient during it all, he didn't understand, it was almost saint-like.

Yet, James sometimes neglected the fact that Renata could pick up on his feelings, along with Harry's. She could pick up on Harry's worry and upset nature whenever he had an accident, she could pick up on James' frustration whenever Harry did have an accident, especially when Harry had multiple accidents in the beginning. Renata knew that potty training took a lot of patience, she had learned that when she had potty trained Enzo when she first brought home the crup pup.

And while Harry wasn't a crup pup, he still required a lot of patience because he was only three years old and he was trying. So she didn't have a problem with taking charge of the potty training but she needed everyone to remain consistent with Harry's schedule and she meant everyone. Like when Harry was being watched over by others, they needed to keep up with his schedule. Molly and Augusta didn't have a problem, Remus was used to it as he had been the one to potty train Huxley, and Adelmo was on point with helping.

Sirius needed a bit of coaching.

But Harry did find himself with all the support in the world when it came to everyone offering him praise when he didn't have accidents and it seemed once he was on the potty schedule, he picked up on it quickly, telling whoever was in his presence that he had to go and they would all hurry off to the bathroom to keep him company.

However, while Renata wanted Harry to master using the potty during the daytime before moving onto the night, Harry seemed to want to advance at his own pace. Meaning that Harry made some night calls in order to go, even if he was wearing a nappy to sleep.

"Mummy?" Renata often heard during the night as she was the lightest sleeper of the household, making her the usual one to get up with Harry during the night. "Mummy, I have to go potty."

Harry never ventured to the toilet on his own, still the slight fear that he was going to fall into the toilet and be sucked down the tiny hole in the bottom, never to be heard from again. That evening was no exception as Renata found herself waking up to Harry dancing in place near her side of the bed. She thought about waking James up and telling him that it was his turn, but seeing as Leone was sound asleep on his chest looking peaceful, she decided against it.

"Alright, Harry," she yawned, pushing herself up, " come on, let's hurry."

She picked herself up and followed Harry as he raced out of the room to head to the bathroom, he quickly pulled off his nappy and pyjama bottoms to climb up the toilet to sit. While Renata took her place at the edge of the tub with a sleep expression. However, it seemed Harry had anticipated their toilet rendevouz that evening as he had a book on the sink ready for her to read to him.

If she was being completely honest at the moment, Renata was in no mood to read, she really just wanted to head back to sleep as soon as possible. But she couldn't bring herself to say no to the bright green gaze that watched her with a hopeful expression. So, with another yawn, she took the book into her hands and began reading from The Tales of Beedle the Bard.

"The Wizard and the Hopping Pot..." she began resting her chin in her hand. The sound of Harry tinkling sounded in her ears, but after he was finished, he didn't move from the toilet, meaning he wanted his story before he moved from the spot.

At one point though during her reading of the short story, Renata dozed off and ended up leaning her head against the shower wall for support. The book remained in her lap as Harry remained wide awake unable to hear the ending. He had been swinging his legs back and forth as his feet started to tingle with how long he had been sitting there, when suddenly, he felt an unsettling feeling in his stomach that seemed to travel its way down.

"Mummy? Oh, Mummy!"

While she didn't respond to being called, it was only a couple of minutes later that Renata awoke to a foul smell that nearly burned her nostrils. She immediately sat straight up, the fairytale book falling to the floor and hitting her feet. The pain shot through her toes causing her to yelp and jerk back, only to fall into the tub. The sound of Harry giggling rang in her ears, reminding her why she was in the bathroom in the first place as she proceeded to push herself up.

"Harry-"

Harry was no longer sitting on the toilet but standing next to it, peering in before he turned to her with a grin.

"I pooped!"

James was in the midst of a dream that involved Renata and strawberries when suddenly he found himself being violently shaken awake. He jumped up whiched launched Leone to the floor, bringing the kneazle to hiss at him before he made his way to Renata's side of the bed. As James sat up in a panic he found Renata and Harry standing at his bedside, leaving him confused as to what was going on.

"Is everything alright?!" he asked, reaching for his glasses. "What's wrong? Is Harry feeling sick?! Are you feeling sick? Do we have to go to St Mungo's-"

"James!" Renata called out to bring him to stop as he continued down a spiralling slope of questions that brought his voice to become more and more high-pitched with every passing second. "Relax, I didn't mean to shake you awake, but you tend to sleep like the dead, darling. But nothing is wrong, in fact, Harry has something important to tell you."

Glancing over in the direction of his clock, James could see that it was nearing one in the morning. "At one in the morning?" he questioned. "What is it, Harry?"

"I pooped!" Harry announced once more in a proud voice. "I pooped!"

Not reacting right away as he was still stuck in a sleepy daze, Renata was about to kick James lightly in his shin as they were supposed to be praising Harry for what he had accomplished. But then it finally connected in James' mind, Harry had actually gone to the potty at night and it wasn't just to urinate.

"You pooped!" he suddenly cheered, scaring Leone once more, who rolled off the bed in fright. "He pooped!"

Suddenly, Harry was lifted into his father's arms, receiving a strong hug before being spun around while Renata made her way over to her side of the bed. While James praised Harry and told him that he was great and it was so wonderful, Renata laid back down.

"So does this mean that we're going to start with more nighttime training?" James asked, only he didn't get a response. Still holding Harry in his arms, he glanced over to see that Renata was sound asleep again with Leone curled up and pressed into her back.

"Mummy is tired," Harry whispered," shhh."

Knowing Harry was right, James let Renata sleep as he brought Harry out of their bedroom and back to his own to tuck him in for the rest of the night. Hopefully, Harry would just continue sleeping until morning allowing them to get some needed rest. However, James did tell him that if he had to go to the bathroom again, to wake Daddy up instead of Mummy because Renata definitely needed to sleep.

By the time morning rolled around, Sirius and Adelmo, along with Remus and Huxley had been invited over for breakfast. Sirius and Adelmo arrived first and the sight of the couple was heart-warming because they finally seemed to be at peace with everything Adelmo had recovered slower in pace in comparison to his younger sister, but he was back in full health and it was coming down to him returning back to work as a Healer. As nice as it would be to pursue a career as a musician like he wanted to as a child, he had put so much time and effort into becoming a Healer over the years that he couldn't just let it all go to waste.

Not to mention, he was excellent with his job, so he figured he would remain as a Healer, and perhaps learn to pick up playing instruments on the side. But while he and Sirius weren't explicitly out in the open with their relationship, it was known among the friends and family and that was enough for them.

And Adelmo was incredibly happy for Renata and James, along with Harry because they were happy and it was seen clearly on their faces whenever they visited with each other. Such as that morning when he and Sirius arrived at the flat with the promise of pancakes and found James and Renata full of smiles as they were in the kitchen cooking together.

Perhaps they were in a good mood since the newest addition of their pet kneazle, Leone, who was currently resting in the window basking in the sun or maybe there was something else.

"Well, you two are certainly smiley this morning," Sirius made sure to point it out first, " did you two have a nice evening?"

Of course, Sirius winked in the direction of the two, leaving Renata and James to shake their head at him before Adelmo shoved him to the side, not liking the innuendo behind his question.

"Actually," Renata interjected, " we did have a great night."

She watched in amusement as Adelmo quickly clapped his hands over his ears to drown out any discussion of his little sister's sex life.

"Guess who pooped in the potty last night?" she asked in a sing-song voice. Leaving her to look over in the direction where Harry was being the first to be served pancakes by James.

"Awww!" Sirius ran over and to Renata's surprise, he wrapped his arms around James in a hug. "I'm so proud of you, James! We've been waiting for this moment for years!"

Before James could respond with his own retort, Remus had arrived with Huxley and had heard the commotion upon entering the home.

"What's going on?" Remus asked as he placed Huxley down onto the ground. Sirius ran over to him with a bright smile.

"Moony! You won't believe it! James pooped in the potty!"

James expected Remus to roll his eyes at Sirius' antics and actually go to congratulate Harry on his accomplishment, but instead, James suddenly found himself wrapped in hugs from both Sirius and Remus. It was even worse as Remus patted the top of his head with a smile as Sirius pinched his cheek.

"We're so proud, James, " Remus told him, " Congratulations on being officially potty-trained."

"I hate you two so much."