A/N: For Jilytober Fest 2022 week 3, microfic prompt: bliss
Jily Lives! AU
"What the hell are these?"
James leans over the counter, examining the bowl of round balls. Lily rinses her hands in the sink.
"They're supposed to be quaffles," she informs him. "Hence the red tinge."
"Well, yeah." They go with the quidditch pitch cake, and broomstick slices, and the snitch cupcakes which wait in the icebox for Harry's eleventh birthday party the following morning. "But what's in them?" James picks one up, and Lily flicks her wet hands at him.
"They're for the kids!" James moves it closer to his mouth, eyebrows raised daringly. Lily sighs. "Chocolate bliss balls, idiot."