Tom* "Well, Harry, after that display, how are you feeling?"
Harry* smiled. "I'm good, Tom. Feeling better and off bed rest." He shot a glare at Severus.
Severus* "If you had rested properly, you wouldn't have needed to stay in bed so long."
Harry* "I was fine. A single dizzy spell didn't hurt me, Sev," he said with a grin.
Severus's eye twitched. "Harry, you were overworking yourself. As your husband and the father, it was only sensible to keep you in bed until you felt better."
Harry blinked, grumbling. "Whatever."
Rodolphus* "Harry, can I just say thank you for keeping the bitch away?" He batted his eyes dramatically.
Harry ignored him. "Rabastan, can you smack your brother for me? I would, but he's too far away."
Rabastan* grinned. "No worries." He leaned over and smacked Rodolphus on the head.
Rodolphus* grumbled, "So mean," and huffed.
Severus* sighed. "Children, gesh."
Lucius* "Harry, have you figured out a name yet?"
Harry glared at Severus. "I have a few I like, but Sev doesn't like them."
Severus* glared back. "I want the name to be perfect. I haven't decided what I like yet."
Tom* chuckled. "Well, that's okay. No rush."
Rodolphus* frowned. "Harry, can I ask you something?"
Harry looked at him. "Yes, what is it?"
Rodolphus* "Why did you choose me as a godfather?"
Harry* "Well, I'm close to you. You're loyal, you're strong, and you're my adopted brother. Of course, it had to be you. So, why not?"
Rodolphus looked at him thoughtfully. "Okay then."