Okay, so, my two nephews that I wrote about the other day, you have to understand that they are very messed up children.. In the good way.. Just, complete dorks. In real life they were running from the dog, but I changed it for this story of course. And Kingsley is actually their new neighbor(:
Haha, I don't own Harry Potter, but my nephews do own the prompt(:
I'm Sorry You Had To See That.
Kingsley sat at the breakfast table of Potter Manor. Ginny was leaning over the isle, facing them, as Harry sat down at the table next to his godson, who was home for Christmas Holidays and was eating cereal.
"So, if you want Teddy," Kingsley said to the eleven year old. "You can come in with Harry and get that information for your paper from the Ministry." Teddy had just put cereal in his mouth so he nodded. Harry was about to say something when there was a thunder of running feet.
A shriek was heard and they all looked towards the push door of the kitchen, the one that didn't lead to the living room.
A three year old Albus Potter ran through the door in nothing but underwear and was closely chased by a five year old James, also only in underwear, as they had just taken a bath. They ran through the kitchen and through the opposite push door to the living room. There was silence for a moment before small feet were hear and a one and half year old Lily came running as fast as she could, in nothing but a nappie, grinning her small teeth happily, apparently James hadn't been chasing Albus, but Lily had been chasing her brothers.
Though, upon noticing the adults in the kitchen, she stopped, rocking slightly to regain her balance and gave a mastered innocent smile.
There was a 'plopping' sound and Teddy had spit his cereal back into his bowl and was laughing loudly. There was a deep chuckle and he looked at Kingsley, who had been trying to hold his back, but was now laughing openly.
Harry grinned sheepishly, yup, those are his kids. At this time, if the minister of magic wasn't here, she'd be saying that they get that from him, even though Harry denied and said it was a Weasley trait.
Ginny blushed sheepishly. He momentarily pointed at the door her sons had gone through. "I'ma..." she nodded. "I'ma go and get my sons some cloths." She walked and got Lily from the floor and gave her husband the look as she walked past him.
Harry nodded to himself, looking down at the table's edge his fingers were playing with.
"I'm sorry you had to see that," Harry tried not to laugh while telling Kingsley this, so his voice was softer.
"No," Kingsley shook his head, still grinning. "It just made my day, so don't worry." The three laughed again. Harry was just happy his kids could humiliate themselves and still brighten some body's day.
OKay, so again, I hope you like. When my brother's wife told me how embarassed she was when that happend I just thought it was funny. Until today, when I was trying to figure something out for a Potter household one shot of when the kids were little, requested, and I thought that based on my other stories this seemed like an extremely likely thing they would do(: Anyways, please leave a comment and let me know what you think or if you think my nephews are just complete idiots!(: