Ginny continued to dig through the cupboard next to the stove. "I mean it, she called, if I find one piece, you're stuck doing wash for a whole month."

"One piece of what?" Harry asked just arriving home from the Ministry for the day.

Harry's voice startled Ginny causing her to jump and hit her head on a higher shelf. "Hi," she said as she rubbed the back of her head and gave Harry a kiss.

Harry sat his bag down on the kitchen table, much to Ginny's protest, and took in the sight of his wife. She was still in her slacks and blouse from work, but her shirt which had started the day neatly tucked in was now wrinkled and untucked in various places. There was a small smudge of ink by her left ear and her hair, which he was pretty certain had been down when he left for work this morning, was pulled back into a messy bun.

"Dad!" Lily screamed as she ran to her father and jumped into his arms. "Dad, mum's gone mad!"

"She has?" Harry asked, raising an eyebrow at his exasperated wife who was back to digging around in the cabinet.

"She said we're to have no more candy!"

"No more candy?!" Harry asked with mock concern.

"Yes! She's collecting all of it right now and says if she finds even one piece then we have to do the wash the whole month!"

"I'll talk to her," he whispered with a wink and snuck a Chocolate Frog off the table and into the pocket of his daughter's dress.

With a silenced giggle, Lily took off running back to her room.

"I saw that," Ginny said, her head and most of her upper body still fully emerged in the cabinet.

"Saw what?" Harry asked as he started fiddling with the wrapper of a Jelly Slug and popped it into his mouth.

"Seriously!" Ginny protested as she emerged from the cabinet again. "Did you not hear what I said?"

"I heard," Harry explained. "But I still don't understand. Why are getting rid of all the candy? Are the children being too happy again?"

"Did you know that you can become addicted to sugar?" she asked. "Addicted just like a drug! The Prophet is running a series on it this quarter. It's dreadful stuff, and we don't need it in this house. We're nearly forty-"

"You turned thirty-five three months ago," Harry interrupted.

"We're closer to forty than we are to thirty!" she continued. "And we've both gone a bit soft since our quidditch days. And I don't think this could hurt, that's all. Now are you going to be on my side or am I going to have to confund you into it?"

"Your side. Always," he replied as he stood and gave his wife a kiss on the cheek before she disappeared back into the cupboard. "Have you tried accio?"

"I think you've forgotten that I'm the one who actually went back to Hogwarts to complete my NEWTS. Yes, I've tried accio. But it seems that Teddy has some hidden back here with a fairly decent sticking charm."

"I can work on it after supper," Harry offered as he removed his shoes and held them in his hand. He was just walking off to change when Ginny added, "James wrote today. The letter is on the desk in the study."

Immediately Harry's mind went to his second oldest son, "How is -"

"Sprialing a bit again," Ginny answered before he could even finish.

Harry sighed, "He still has nearly a year before he has to go."

"I know," Ginny agreed. "I tried to calm him. He said he wasn't even sure he wanted to go to Hogwarts anymore. Thinks maybe he'll just finish out muggle school. You'll talk to him?"

"Right now," he replied, hoping that his smile would help ease some of his wife's worries.

"Thank you," she responded as she set to work digging back into the cabinet. "Dinner will be ready at 6:30."

Upon seeing that his wife was preoccupied, Harry silently pulled his wand from his pocket and with a quick flick from his wrist, two chocolate frogs flew to his hand.

Ginny sighed, but let it go. If he was going to talk to Albus, chocolate couldn't hurt.


A/N: Hello! This is my first attempt at HP fanfic. I hope that you have as much fun reading the chapters, as I've had creating them. This particular one-shot was inspired by the lines in Harry Potter and the Cursed Child where Hermione offers Harry a toffee, and he declines because the family is "off sugar." Thank you for reading and reviewing!