"Hey, darling," James Potter said, crawling into bed beside his wife and sliding an arm around her thin waist, "sleeping?"
'"I was," Lily replied, rolling over to face the green-eyed twenty-year-old Auror, "I heard you showering. It woke me up."
"Sorry," he said, ducking his head to kiss her shoulder beside the red strap of her nightie, "I should have told you I was going to be late tonight, something came up- Death Eaters, in Birmingham and Moody wanted Longbottom and I to do it- I couldn't refuse and it was urgent. I didn't worry you, did I, baby?"
"Harriet called, Sirius flooed to tell her. She sends her love, by the way, and she wants you to visit your Mum and Dad with her on the weekend. I was fine," she smiled and kissed him on the cheek, "more than fine."
"Good to know my mortal peril means so little to you," James grumbled, half-pouting, half-smirking,
"No, it's just I got some very good news this afternoon," Lily smiled, knowing he wouldn't remember.
"The job at the Prophet?"
"I won't be taking the job at the Prophet."
"The offer came through from that paper in America, then? That's wonderful, love," James said, not quite masking his disappointment that his wife would be living on another continent for at least a year.
"It's not that either, James. It's the doctor's appointment, he called," Lily tried to refrain from smiling as her husband's face broke out into a gorgeous beam.
"And?"
"In eight months, you'll be a proud daddy, James Potter," Lily said, "do you want to know?" James, too busy kissing her enthusiastically and letting out victory whoops in between lip-locks didn't notice the question for several minutes.
"Mmm-know what, babe?"
"The sex."
"It'll continue, obviously."
"Of the baby, you prat!"
"It won't be having any until it's at least thirty."
"And they let this into the Auror academy, it's a wonder we're not all dead, you know that? Between you and Padfoot-"
"Relax, love, I got it the second time, And you can't blame a bloke for being a bit giddy, can you?"
"I suppose not," she said, sighing heavily as she placed a quick reconciliatory kiss just below his earlobe, "So, do you?"
"No, I want to know when I see it- or you know, don't."
"Pervert!"