Late birthday fic for the amazing James Potter, I hope you will enjoy!
Jily, Marauder’s Era, Rated: T
Word Count: 2263
March 27th, 1960.
“Hello darling,” she cooed.
The baby cooed right back, and wrapped his tiny hand around her pinky finger with surprising strength.
She looked up at her husband and smiled at the expression on his face: one of awe, amazement, and above all, love.
Euphemia looked up at Fleamont, as he reached out a hand and held the child’s face gently.