Authors Note: Ugh. As per usual: No beta's, less than 24 hours to write it, but this time I don't have a list to go on for prompts. We'll see how that works.

Thanks for reading!

prompt: gingerbread

When he walked down the stairs they were staring at the oven, Harry on the floor with his blanket underneath and Lily bent over.

"You two having fun?" James asked, running his hands through his hair to get the water out of it.

Lily looked up and grinned at him, patting her son's head and pushing his bangs onto his forehead. "I think Harry is. He just keeps babbling and he almost drooled on the cookies because he mouth was open like it is after you make him laugh."

"That's disgusting," James said, kissing her before squatting in front of Harry. "Isn't it, mate? That's so gross."

Harry giggled, reaching his arms up and wiggling his fingers. James picked him up, bouncing him on his hip.

"Very gross," Lily agreed her voice at a mumble. She turned the oven light on, opening the door so that the smell of vanilla and cinnamon wafted up. "I had to throw one away because he picked his nose and then wiped in on the dough."

"That's my boy," He laughed, ruffling the baby's hair. "I taught you well, getting your mummy all upset."

Lily turned around, pointing at James. He chuckled, a smirk that Lily rarely saw anymore pulling on his lips. It broke her heart and warmed it all at once, how he rarely smiled anymore because of the war but he always looked so happy with Harry around.

"Don't you go teaching my son to go against me. We both know I'm the more mature one and he'll need to listen to me."

"That doesn't mean he will listen to you. He's going to come for me for advice."

"Things like girl advice, do you think? Are you going to tell him to torture a girl for years?"

"That works, mind you."

Lily kissed his cheek, stealing Harry from his arms. He scoffed at her, crossing his forearms over each other.

"If I'm completely honest, I would never have dated you if you hadn't matured so much."

"It was all for you, love."

Lily rolled her eyes, taking a towel off her shoulder and wiping Harry's running nose. He struggled against it, shaking his head quickly and trying to squirm out of Lily's arms.

A timer beeped and Lily nodded towards the oven. "Get that, will you?"

James did as she asked, taking his wand and levitating the cookies to sit on the kitchen counter. He reached down to grab one but Lily coughed.

"Don't you dare. They're still too hot and I know if you eat one know, you'll eat them all."

James laughed, taking two, biting into one and handing the other to Harry. He squealed, stuffing it's head in his mouth and sucking on the cookie.

"Disgusting," Lily beamed.

Sorry about the abrupt ending, but I'm tired and my head hurts and I don't feel well. I'm using yesterday as my one day off because I literally had no time to write. Review if you feel like it, I guess.