got somewhat distracted while writing the next chapter of It Was Meant to Be... enjoy this super quick drabble!!
“Do you always have to be a menace?” she demanded, her arms crossed against her chest.
“Who? Me?!” James asked, untangling himself from the awful mess of Quidditch supplies on the floor. “I’ve never been a menace to anyone.”
“I can name—at the least—thirteen different instances where Professor McGonagall has cursed your existence.”
“She’ll have a break once I graduate,” he said. “Or, at least, until my kids go on to terrorize her.”
Lily rolled her eyes. “No child of mine will ever torment a professor. Least of all Professor McGonagall.”
She shrugged. “Our kids would be good at that, wouldn’t they?”
He raised an eyebrow. “Our kids?”
“Purely hypothetical, of course.”
“Right. Hypothetical.” He paused, watching her carefully. “You never answered my question.”
“If my child terrorized Snape as a professor?”
“Treacle tart and chocolate fudge would be a perfect gift, wouldn’t you say?“ she answered, without skipping a beat.