a/n; rawr, i don't own anything, blah blah blah, enjoy.
chapter one; A is for Amazingly Proud
"Look, look! Daddy, look! I made cookies! Mummy taught me how! Try one!" A small, red haired girl ran up to her father and held out a chocolate-chip cookie with a gigantic smile on her face.
Harry was completely floored. "Your mum knows how to bake?" Lily pouted, as her older brother laughed from the couch.
"Yes, Dad, and apparently Lily knows as well. Just eat a cookie." James chuckled, turning the page of a Quidditch magazine.
"Oh, right. Of course." Harry took the cookie from his daughter's hand and bit into it. It was the worst cookie he had ever had in his life! It was disgusting!
"Do you like it, Daddy?" Lily asked, hopeful. There was a pause as James waited with baited breath for his father to choke or something equally hilarious to happen.
"Ye-yes. Honey, I love it."
It was worth the lie, watching Lily bound away cheerfully and make James eat a cookie as well. Both men were sick for the next week, but it was worth the smile on her face.
a/n; ack, short. but oh well. they're going to be short. next is, the letter, B! ahaha, bet you didn't see that coming.