"We are not calling our child 'Proof I had sex with Lily Evans!'" Lily announced, looking at her husband with a playful air.

"But Lily! My friends need to know this," James protested like a little child.

"Your friends are grown ups. I'm pretty sure they know where babies come from and how they are formed," Lily

"It might have been from a sperm donator!" James argued back playfully.

"Just because you know every detail of Sirius' sex life, doesn't mean he needs to know ours!" objected Lily.

"He already knows most of ours,"

"James!" Lily yelled, though she already knew that. They forgot that she was in the room most of the time when they were discussing their sex life.

"What? It's a guy thing,"

"You... Oh never mind. If it is a girl I think we should call it Abbie," Lily commented. James looked at her with sad eyes. Abbie had been a friend from Hogwarts. She was a slytherin yet she didn't hate muggle-borns. They had been close friends until Abbie had gotten killed during a raid with the Order of the Phoenix. Lily had never really gotten over the amount of friends she had lost during this fight.

"Sure snaps. If it's a boy we can name it after his handsome majestic father," James announced egotistically.

"What you mean the sperm donator? I think his name was Harry and our child is not an 'it'," Lily sassed back, smiling devilishly.

"Oh you little, come here," James laughed, chasing Lily around trying to tickle her. Lily shrieked and ran away. She knew that James knew where had ticklish spot was. It had been a very awkward evening in the bedroom when James had tried to seduce her and accidently tickled her and she started laughing and he thought she was laughing at his penis size. Which Lily found even more amusing that he was so protective of his dick. It's not like she'd never seen it before.

"James, no James stop it!" she protested giggling as he caught up to her and proceeded to tickle her. "James!" she whined.

"Now can we name our child 'Proof I had sex with Lily Evans'," James chuckled, still tickling Lily. She laughed back up at him, before he pulled her into a kiss. It was a slow passionate kiss and she felt herself fall in love with this man even more.

"Harry James Potter or Abbie Lily Potter. Deal?" she whispered, pulling back from the kiss and staring into his hazel eyes.

"I don't care Lily. As long as this child is ours," James smiled, pulling her into another kiss once again. Pulling away he added "Sirius is the godfather? You know how much he loves kids."

"Sure. As long as Remus is the godmother. We all know what's going on behind closed doors with them," Lily teased, moving into a sitting position onto the sofa.

"No. No way. No way in hell. Sirius is straight, I'm sure!" James protested, also moving into a sitting position next to his wife.

"I'm calling it though. Female instinct," Lily challenged. A knock on the door brought them out of their senses. James relaxed after he heard the knocks. He had made a secret knocking for friends so they wouldn't have to worry. He got up to answer the door, Lily following close behind.

"Morning Prongs," Sirius breezed, walking through with a sheepish Remus in tow.

"And what brings you here in the afternoon?" Lily asked putting extra stress on the afternoon part.

"We have well a confession," Remus confessed, looking even more sheepish, "Sirius and I are in a relationship and have been for a little while." There was a silence as everyone figured out what to say.

"Called it!" shouted Lily, sticking her tongue out at James.