Lily, Dear, please! my husband pleaded.

James was able to score last minute tickets to a quidditch match that was virtually impossible to score tickets to. But, it was also his night to watch the baby while I went to see a movie with Marlene. He was begging with all his heart, desperately trying to convince me.

James, I have been waiting for this night out all week and you re not going to ruin it. Now I need to get ready so if you ll excuse me, I began to go up the stairs but the insolent toerag blocked my way.

Lily, it has been my absolute dream to see Puddlemere United since 6th year! James began.

You think I don t know that, you thug! I am your wife after all! I said, annoyed with him. But you need to understand that you have already taken 3 of my free nights this month. I simply will not stand for my last one to be taken up by a silly quidditch match!

Lily, James began. He looked at me with hi gorgeous hazel eyes, I saw a sense of pure pleading and sadness.

I sighed, Fine-

James cut me off with a kiss and a shout of joy. Thank you, thank you, thank you! Oh darling you don t even know-

This time I cut him off, James! You are to be back by 12 am, no later and not even in the slightest bit intoxicated, do I make myself clear? I said staring intently at him. James gave a fake salute and hugged me.

I m going to see the quidditch match of my dreams He sang, in a terribly off pitch voice, I might add.

I sighed and fell on the couch, bested by James again. He was lucky I was in love with him. I walked over to Harry s crib and picked him up, staring into his eyes. He was adorable, and I could just see James teaching him quidditch in the future and me helping him with homework. Naturally he d be a little off, because James had already managed to drop him. But nevertheless, I saw great things in his future.

My dear, you might even be head boy! Dumbledore would love that, wouldn t he? He was always awfully fond of your father. I whispered into his ear. Suddnely, James came running down the stairs wearing jeans, a concert shirt and a Puddlemere United cap. He smiled at me holding our child.

He ll be smashing Lily, best out there. said James.

Naturally, considering his mother. I teased, not being able to resist.

James walked over and wrapped his arm around my waist and whispered in my ear, He ll be perfect, because your perfect.

My cheeks flushed a dark red, and suddenly my husband was gone.

So was my wallet.

That bastard.