A/N: This story's going to be a bit strange rating wise. Some of it will be K and some M so I'll just put a disclaimer on the chapters that are more 'heated' lol

I'm not even gonna point out the fact that I don't own the Wizarding World of Harry Potter, because if I did, I wouldn't be writing this *rolls eyes*

"I'm home!" An exhausted 33 year old Harry Potter called as he walked in the door to be met by his children, Lily Luna, Albus Severus and James Sirius Potter.

"Daddy! You're home! Finally!!" A 5 year old Lily exclaimed.

"Hey Dad..." 7 year old Albus said, his head in a book.

"Dad! How was work?!" James, at 9 years old said, all too innocently for Harry's liking.

Harry picked up Lily and tickled her, "Hello Flower, where's your mummy?"

Lily giggled "Mummy's in the kitchen, making dinner!" Lily laughed, as Harry had started tickling her again. He set her down on the ground and ruffled his sons heads as he wakes into the kitchen to see his wife.

"Hey honey, how was work?" Ginny asked as her husband walked into the kitchen.

"All of the trainees are being a big pain in the arse and as Head Auror I've got to sort them out. They're nice people, but useless! It's extremely stre- mmmph!" He shut up as Ginny kissed him hard. Ginny giggled "You need to loosen up love. Take a few days off, I'm sure Draco will do a fine job as Head as he IS the Deputy anyway." She kissed him again and felt Harry's arms hugging her. "I love you, you know that. And I'm sure James, Al and Lily will be happy that I'm taking a few off.." Harry said in a soft voice. Ginny untangled herself from his arms and gave him one last long kiss when they heard giggling from the doorway.They looked around to see the three Potter children, with James and Albus covering their sisters eyes. They took their hands off her eyes and seen Harry blushing but Ginny with a smug smirk on her face.

"James, son, put the knives and forks on the table, Albus, be a dear and get the trifle out of the fridge for after dinner, and Lily, wash your face, that chocolate frog you ate earlier is still all over your face, darling. Harry, why don't you send an owl to Draco and tell him that you're taking time off. I'm sure he'll understand." Ginny said, as if nothing had happened, but Harry sent her a look that said 'We'll finish that later' that made Ginny blush. Everyone went off to do what their mum/wife had said while Ginny finished cooking dinner.