A/N: Saw a post on Tumblr about James leaving baby Harry wrapped in the Invisibility Cloak and just had to write a short little thing. :]
Lily Potter walked into Godric's Hollow to find her husband standing calmly in the middle of the living, too calmly actually. When James was calm it usually meant something had happened that would cause Lily to be decidedly not calm, so he took it upon himself to be calm enough for the both of them. Maybe he thought such a tactic would keep her from yelling, or maybe he simply figured it best to just stand and take whatever she had to say until it all got out of her system. Either way, he was too quiet. Lily knew something was afoot. Now she had to decide if she really wanted to know what that was.
In the end, she decided she ought to know. "James?"
James turned abruptly, so lost in his own world he hadn't even heard her come in. "Hey Lils. How was work?"
Lily dropped her bag and cloak on the nearby easy chair and walked over to him, wrapping her arms around in his torso and sighing when he hugged her close and placed a kiss atop her head. "Long and tedious, as per usual. I'm just happy to be home. I was hoping to hold my son. Have you seen him?"
James' arms tensed just slightly and Lily immediately knew exactly what James had been doing before she arrived.
"Again?" she sighed.
"Yeah," James admitted sheepishly. "But I swear he's in this room somewhere!"
James had a habit of wrapping Harry up in his invisibility cloak when he set the boy down for a nap. While it was a sweet gesture, the fact was this exact situation occurred more often than not. Every single time James adamantly promised Harry was in a certain room where he'd laid the baby down, wrapped securely in the cloak atop a soft, safe surface. Half of the time they found him crawling down the hall, an unattached foot or arm being the sole reason they spotted him. Luckily he'd always been found unharmed and in one piece.
"James, we've talked about this!" Lily whipped out her wand and recited some locating spells, hoping they might just work. "After we find him, you and Sirius are making a map for this house." She saw a flash of moment in her peripheral vision and quickly turned to find the source. Success! There, just behind the coffee table, she could see a chubby little finger reaching up to poke at a toy snitch.
She strode over and picked Harry up quickly, hugging him tightly to her chest. "There's my little boy," she cooed. "Did Daddy do something irresponsible again? Yes, he did."
James joined them, wrapping his arm around the two most important people in his life (better not let Sirius hear him say that), with a soft smile. "He likes it."
Harry began to cry, his face pinched in the way that told Lily he was hungry. "We'll discuss this after he's finished feeding." She walked off into the kitchen without a single glance back. She did, however, hear James shout after her, "You're not really cross, are you?"
