Cho sat innocently in her café chair once more. She didn't watch to see when Harry was coming back. He was too polite to ditch anyone, especially someone as pretty as her. Once they got talking, he'll see that breaking up with her was the worst decision of his life and then they would hook up, maybe have some sexy time, and go to the tropics for two weeks together. They would definitely have sexy time in the beach house. Maybe on the beach too.
"Here you go, Cho," Harry's voice broke Cho's fantasy. Not just the fake one, but the real on too. In Harry's hand was a fresh macchiato and the other hand held a baby carrier.
"Thanks!" Cho paused. If there was a baby in that carrier...no, it couldn't be his baby. He was probably watching it for someone.
"This is my son James," Harry said.
AN: one tenth of the way done! This is harder than it seems. You see, I always finish typing at 154 words and then need to cut 4 words to make it an even 150. Leave me a review and some ideas for a chapter! I have 90 chapters left to write, so I will write about what you leave me!