Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. It's all Jo's.

'Come here, come here James. Come to mummy,' Ginny slowly said to her 1 year old son, James. 'Come on…'

James waddled happily to his mum, and fell into her arms. 'Good boy!' Ginny said proudly, and lifted him in the air. Harry gently took him from his mother and lay down on his back, holding James up so he was 'flying'.

'He's gonna be a great Quidditch player. I'll get you your very own broomstick when you are old enough, then we'll move from this house and Uncle Ron and Aunty Hermy will move too. And we'll get a house with a huge backyard, and put up goal posts…we'll get all the equipment we need and we'll train. You, me, mum and Uncle Ron.' Harry said fondly.

'But Hermione won't come because she'll be too busy with spew.' Ron added. He had come to visit Harry and Ginny with Hermione.

'It's not spew, Ron, How many times must I tell you? Its S-P-E-W, Society for the –'

'I swear he said his first word yesterday,' Harry interrupted, setting James down in the middle of the adults.

'Harry, it was jibberish, not a proper word.' Ginny said.

'What did he say?' Ron asked.

'Quidditch,' Harry said proudly, throwing his chest out.

'It wasn't Quidditch, It was more like ki-ki.' Ginny said.

'Yeah, but you can work out that he meant Quidditch,'

'Ki-ki can refer to anything!'

'Like…?'

'Kilometer, kilograms, kiwi fruit –'

Harry laughed. So did Ron.

'You really think our son is going to say kilometer? Kilograms? Kiwi fruit? Are you serious?' snorted Harry.

'It could be, you know –' Hermione chipped in.

'It's Quidditch, it makes more sense for him to say Quidditch than kiwi fruit!'

'Harry, it wasn't clear what he said!' Ginny said.

'Yes, but babies aren't clear at what they say!'

'But if he did say Quidditch, he could have said kwitch, or something like that!'

'But like I said, babies aren't clear –'

'Buyell,' James suddenly said.

They all turned to him.

'Sorry? Darling, what did you say?' Ginny said to James.

'Buddy 'ell,' James said happily.

They all looked at James. Then they looked at Ron.

'Bloody hell,'

And Ron jumped up and ran for his life. For there were two women chasing him with their wands.