A/N: Here's the next chapter :) Just because I'm still review-happy ;) If you want to keep them coming, you better continue reviewing...

"Harry, put James down! George got him that broom; there's gotta a problem with it!" Ginny said as she waddled in from the kitchen. James Sirius Potter had his first birthday party three days before, and since opening the present Harry had been trying to get James to ride the broom.

"Ginny, it'll be fine. Relax! Angelina would never let him give us a messed up toy," Harry said smiling at his wife from the couch with James on his knee.

"He runs a joke shop for Merlin's sake! George practically specializes in 'messed up' toys!" Ginny had one hand wrapped around her belly, large with her second child.

"Gin, sit down. The healer said that you should be off your feet more this late in the pregnancy." Harry picked the broom up and set it back in the corner. "If you don't want James on it yet, I guess he can wait a few more hours."

"I'm just..." Ginny shook her head. "This past year has been so crazy, and now we want to add another one into the mix! I can't see how we'll do it, Harry!" While Harry had been all worked up over James's birth, Ginny was really worried about this one because her mood swings and morning sickness had been worse.

"We'll manage, Gin." Harry patted the seat next to him. "Sit."

"Aren't we supposed to watch Teddy tonight?" she said relaxing into the plush couch.

"Yeah. Andromeda's supposed to drop him off in about a half hour. If you want to take a nap, I'm capable of taking care of both boys."

"Oh, Harry," Ginny said, a faint smile spreading across her face, "that would be just wonderful!"

"Go." Ginny tottered out of the room and climbed into bed. Soon Harry and James could hear her snores.

"Teddy! Be careful! You don't want to break James's broom before he's got a chance to ride!" Harry yelled, laughing. Teddy had only been at the Potter house for twenty minutes, yet the mess would make you assume otherwise. Any toy James hadn't opened yet, Teddy had. The broom Harry stashed in the corner? It was now in the centre of the room and Teddy was attempting to get on and ride, like "Aunt Gin do!"

"Dada! I wanna ride!" James shrieked. He grabbed for the broom.

"Unca Harry! Make him stop!" Teddy whined.

"James," Harry started.

"Dada, it's mine!" James whined.

"But I'm playing with it, James," Teddy said.

"IT'S MINE!" James yelled at the top of his lungs.

"TOO BAD!" Teddy yelled back. Enough was enough, Harry thought. If they didn't quiet down, Ginny was going to wake up. If Ginny woke up... Harry didn't want to think about what she'd say.

"BOYS!" Harry said as they still bickered. James quieted and looked at his father, but Teddy took the opportunity to run off with the broom. "Teddy get your butt back here or I swear you will never be allowed to play on that broom again!"

"Chase me, Unca Harry!" Teddy giggled as he ran. Harry scooped up James and followed his godson through the house until cornering him in the kitchen.

"Accio Broom!" Ginny said, coming into the kitchen from her bedroom. The broom slid from between Teddy's legs (which were thankfully planted on the ground) into her hand. "This," she said, "is going to stay here for the rest of the night. Now, I'm going to try and go back to bed, but Teddy, I'm sure Harry would be glad to read you a story." With that Ginny waddled back to her room.

"Can you read me The Tale of the Three Brothers?" Teddy asked sweetly as soon as Ginny had left the room.

"Of course, buddy," Harry said, running his hand through his hair.

"I'm sorry I couldn't keep them down," Harry said that night when he got to bed.

"It's fine, Harry," Ginny said grinning at him. "Teddy's got both of his parents' spunk working against you."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes." A few minutes passed before Harry replied.

"I told you that broom was safe."