Please read!

So, in honour of one year yesterday since my original post, I'd like to do something that I haven't done before, and that is to open requests for prompts. Do you have an idea for a chapter? A cute, plausible little scene that could occur between James and Jamie at some point in their lives? Happy, sad, angsty, etc. send me aPM(don't clog up the reviews!) and if there's enough I'll choose the top three (sorry, don't have time for more!) I like and write them up. One request, though, I don't want an onslaught of 'James meets boyfriend' requests because, frankly, I'm not that kind of girl and neither is Jamie.

Enjoy, and thank you for a year's worth of support! Especially you, BaltaineShadow! :)

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The party had reached a crescendo by the time James returned from the kitchen with a tray-full of Butterbeer floating in front of him and a bowl of chocolate frogs in hand. The sitting room-magically turned-party room reverberated with a particularly fast tune by the Weird Sisters, and nearly everyone was up and dancing, swaying and jumping to the beat. He spied Hermione (who had been reluctant when he'd left) dancing jerkily with Ginny, the two giggling at a red-faced Ron Weasley who sat stubbornly in an armchair at the edge, arms crossed and clearly refusing to join them. Meanwhile, Sirius, ever the fool, was taking up a fair bit of space in the middle of the room, swinging his arms about wildly and clearing a hole through the small crowd (James could only shake his head in amusement at this.)Even Arthur and Molly had joined in with a fast-paced variant of a waltz, which was mortifying all of their children, judging from the looks the various redheads scattered around the room were appraising the couple with.

He searched, and quickly found Jamie, almost bent double and pink in the face from giggling, dancing between the two Twins, who both easily dwarfed her and were making extremely erratic movements with their legs that James doubted was even a remote form of dancing. His daughter was attempting to copy them, but was having distinct trouble keeping straight enough to kick her legs out. He laughed at this, especially seeing as it was taking a Twin on each arm to keep her balanced on the ground.

Jamie looked up and caught his eye, flashing him a toothy grin, crooked. She called out, "Dad! Come here," with a beckoning hand, and James found himself being magnetically pulled towards her, weaving through the throng. Close up, the two Weasley boys were wearing scarily identical grins. "Fred and George were just teaching me this cool dance. It's called the 'Drunk Unicorn' and it's pretty awesome!" Jamie jabbered off excitedly.

She then repeated the same erratic leg movement for him to see. It seemed like a cross between a can-can and a jump-kick, and it made him smile wider. He felt slightly giddy at her happiness. "What, like this?" he said, kicking his legs out in a similar fashion, and all three teenagers stopped and looked scandalised, Jamie especially.

"What?" he asked, concerned at their sudden silence. "Did I do it wrong or something?"

"Well sir-" One twin said with an awkward smile.

"-let's just say-"

"-you certainly do look-"

"-like a drunk unicorn."

Then they both burst out laughing.

"God, I don't know whether to be mortified or laugh harder," Jamie added, "That looked completely ridiculous, dad, don't try it again." Then she started laughing as well.

James scowled at the three of them, but his scathing reply was interrupted when Sirius burst his way into the conversation. "What's this dance you're doing called?" he asked in his loud, party voice, a Marauder's smile on his face. "Anything that makes James look that absurd is something I want in on."

Everyone laughed harder and James scowled deeper, crossing his arms. "None of your business, Padfoot," he snapped and felt himself turn a light red.

"Relax, dad," Jamie said, wiping tears from her eyes as she sidled up to him. "Come on, come dance with me!" She slipped her small hand into his large one, and he couldn't help the smile that spread over his face as she pulled him away. "Just… don't try to do that dance again. As in, ever."