2. Happy New Year
"Daddy, how do the muggles use magic tonight?" A sleepy James stood at the door of the kitchen. Over the town were loud noises and sparkles in the dark sky. Harry know it was New Year's Eve and the sparkles in many different colors were not magic but explosions.
He knelt in front of his son and looked at him with a smile. "You know one night every year all muggles have magic and they make the night be as bright as day with all colors of the rainbow"
James' eyes grew wider and he ran to the window in the living room. He wanted to see the muggle magic and shouted everytime he saw new lights appear on the sky. "Daddy, daddy, look! Look!"
"Why did you tell him this? Why didn't you tell him the truth?" Ginny rolled her eyes and hit Harry's side while he kept watching his first born son who jumped a little in excitement. "More! More! Muggles make more magic! Daddy! Look!"
Harry walked towards his son and knelt next to him. He put a hand on James' shoulder but his jumping son soon made him let go again. His son wasn't tired anymore and in his eyes were the same shine like on the sky. Red, green, yellow, blue as well as purple and white. James didn't want to blink and miss anything but soon his lack of sleep forced him to stop watching the show. He sank into his father's arms and smiled. "Next year I want to see it all"
"We will" Harry kissed his son before he brought him to his bed.