A/N: And so we reach drabble 105 without anyone severely injured! A grand feat. I apologize for the wait. Thank you for being patient and tolerating my busy life.

Disclaimer: I own a multitude of bathing suits, not Harry Potter.

Talent

Peals of a child's laughter rang through the house, followed by an adults frantic footsteps.

"Harry! Slow do-OW! Harry! Wait for Daddy!" Then, a crash. Lily set down her quill with a sigh and stood up from her chair in the parlor. "Oooh, James."

She walked into the kitchen and found her husband chasing their one-year-old son in a circle around the table as Harry rode on his new toy broom. A shattered plate lay on the floor beside them. "Darling, I asked you to watch him so he wouldn't break anything else."

"Sorry, dear." James shoved his glasses up higher onto the bridge of his nose, simultaneously swiping in Harry's direction in a halfhearted attempt to stop the broom before it slammed him into the wall. Again. "Bloody Sirius, buying him something that could only cause more trouble for the two of- well, would you look at that!"

Both Lily and James laughed as the boy did a figure-eight then took both of his chubby hands of the broom and did it again.

"Our boy's got talent, Lily!" James cried, making to move to hide his pride. "He's going to be a great quidditch player someday, I'll bet you. You should take a picture and send it to Sirius in your letter! He won't believe it!"

James ran a hand through his hair and looked at his wife excitedly. "Like I said, Lily- Sirius is a genius, buying Harry his first broomstick!"

Daydream

She sat in class, barely paying attention. Her body was present but her mind was definitely elsewhere. Back on Friday night, to be specific. He had looked quite dashing in that hat. His messy hair flipped out at the sides, making him look like…

Her head snapped up as her Muggle Studies teacher called her name.

"Are you paying attention now?" he asked, giving her a sharp glare.

"Yes, sir," she replied as he went back to describing the World Wars.

Damn. She really needed to stop thinking about him. It was too distracting.

Animal

"You're really dull, James."

"I was trying to be charming!" he replied, "I knew how much you wanted a pet, so I-"

"Went out and bought me a baby tarantula?" she finished for him.

"Well, yes…"

Hidden

"May I borrow your supply of powdered dragon claw for Potions today, Lily?" Remus asked, approaching her dresser.

"Absolutely. It's in my bottom drawer."

He crouched down and slid open the old wooden drawer, gasping at what he saw inside. It was definitely not her Potions supplies. "What is this?"

She turned around, her cheeks reddening as once she saw what Remus had discovered. "Oh. Maybe it was in the second-to-last drawer… Just forget that you saw that."

"How can I forget that? It's… it's… wow. Can I help you with it?" he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

"No!" She marched over and slammed the drawer shut. "It's mine and mine alone. You didn't need to know that I had that there."

"But how are you going to finish all of those Every-Flavour Beans yourself?" he whined.

Unicorn

"James, please be careful." Lily's brow creased as she watched her boyfriend creep closer and closer towards the baby unicorn. "You know they don't like men very much. And when approached by anyone they can be quite dangerous."

"Calm down, Lily. He's just a baby! How much damage can he do?"

The sound of crunching twigs and the grunt of pain caused Lily to cringe. "I suppose I should go and fetch Madame Pomfrey now."

A/N: I'm sorry- This chapter wasn't very special. But I will make it up to you and post another chapter tomorrow. Please review!