Harry Potter enjoyed his work as Head of the Auror Office at the Ministry of Magic; but he didn't enjoy it quite as much as the end of the day, when he got to go home to his darling wife Ginny who was pregnant again and his beloved child James. He couldn't wait for James to have a younger brother or sister; it could make Harry so proud: after all, he had no one growing up.
Harry apparated into the living room, to see Ginny reading a book – Private by Kate Brian. She seemed to love Muggle books, as they bring a new understanding to her life: Harry knew better than to argue with a pregnant woman – he remembered last time, and also the encounter with Hermione at work today had resurfaced that firm belief: thank god Ginny didn't work with Harry: Harry wouldn't know how to cope without his days away from the family with Ron: yet he still missed them, and he knew if it boiled down to it, he would pick home life.
"hello baby," he said to Ginny and "Hey, chuck, whatcha doing there?" to his 2 year old son, James.
Ginny kissed him hello, and James mumbled something back: he was too engrossed in his building blocks. Harry set down his wand on the side, and went upstairs for a shower: Ginny followed him, and this left James all alone, with a wand by his side and a broomstick in the other room.
This was not good. Mischevious James picked up the wand and started bashing it on his bricks which ended up growing to be taller than him, and became very very squishy, which made James want to climb on them. Which he did. He then started waving the wand around the room, knocking vases out of cabinets, books off shelves: yet his parents didn't realise this, as they were engaged in a little, marital activity.
James got bored. He was fed up waving this stick around, so clambered down, and wondered what to do next: then he remembered his father's pride and joy Firebolt in the next room and wondered what he could do.
So he waltzed through, and grabbed the thing: James thought it was very heavy but still. Then, he pointed the wand at it, and said "up" which was his favourite word at the moment. The broom then flew up and hovered at just the right height for James to mount it.
He clambered on and leaned forwards. He sped towards the back door and burst through into the 5 acre orchard that surrounded the house. He flew upwards to about level with the second floor and that was where his father saw him, as he clambered off the bed. Ginny just giggled at the sight of him, before realising that it was her 2 year old son.
"JAMES SIRIUS POTTER GET BACK HERE THIS INSTANT!" Harry roared out the window pulling his clothes on. James flew back towards the house, keeping the broom under complete control.
"Well," Ginny said, "At least we have another generation of Quidditch players coming!"
Harry just looked at her as if she had lost all of her sense, which made her burst into fresh peals of laughter.
Looking as if his wife had lost her mind, Harry clambered out of the window and flew after James.
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