serpads:

You are a kind and wise woman; thank you for not hitting me. I appreciate it. And no, I really haven’t seen you in ages. Time’s have been busy, eh?

Sweeter? C’mon Evans, this is James’ kid we’re talking about. Nothing you and your sweet disposition can do will stamp out those genetics. He’s gonna be a sarcastic, suave little bugger.

I’m sure that you do. After all, it’s Remus’ job to bruise you, am I right? I would say we’ve been busy. You’ve an adult job, I pushed a human out of me. We done good Pads, we done good.

Oh, sarcastic I have no question about. But suave? He shits himself every day. I doubt it.

thestagpotter:

evanslilyevans:

thestagpotter:

It’s hereditary, Lils. He’s half git, you know. Pity. Though please, don’t spare him, let him know his future.

How would you know? I mean, he might not be half git.

How would I know? BECAUSE IT’S A POTTER TRAIT. My father was double git and my mother…bless her poor soul was all git, so I am infact three times git, added to your non-git trait, our kid is doomed for gitdom.

Well, lucky for us, all the git in my family was passed on to Tuney, and the non-git intensified in me. I think that with careful planning and limited exposure to Sirius, he should be ok.

When Lily tells her father, her dad, the man that has always been there for her, laughs in her face. “You people have a war on, you’re barely out of school, You can’t have a baby Lily, when you’re still one your self.” 

And those words hurt more than any of the curses that have been flung at her, more than every vile thing Tuney has ever said, because he means them, from the bottom of his heart.

“I know that I haven’t been home in a long time Dad. I know that you think me young and foolish, and maybe I am. But this is not a choice that you can make for me, that mum can make for me, that James can make for me. This is my life, and my opinion matters. I’m not a little school girl. I matter.”

thestagpotter:

evanslilyevans:

thestagpotter:

Fine, he’s a lonely spawn.

You are the most sensitive Daddy, aren’t you? Poor Harry, I’ve never told him his dada’s a git. I should probably let him know…

It’s hereditary, Lils. He’s half git, you know. Pity. Though please, don’t spare him, let him know his future.

How would you know? I mean, he might not be half git.

serpads:

Yeah well; I’m the only godfather he’s got. I’ll teach him alllll our ways and spoil him with toys that you’ll disapprove of. That’s my job. And look. I’m here now alright?

Yes, you are here. And I could hit you, but instead I suppose a hug is in order? I’ve not seen you in ages. Since what… James’ birthday?

I forgive you, truly, I do. And I can only hope he’ll be a bit sweeter than you four, in all your wily ways.

thestagpotter:

evanslilyevans:

thestagpotter replied to your post: My. child. is. not. spawn. And you are in all…

He looks pretty spawny to me, Snaps.

He’s a baby, not a spawn. A precious bitty baby, quite small and he’s only ever met maybe 5 whole people in his life.

Fine, he’s a lonely spawn.

You are the most sensitive Daddy, aren’t you? Poor Harry, I’ve never told him his dada’s a git. I should probably let him know…

thestagpotter replied to your post: My. child. is. not. spawn. And you are in all…

He looks pretty spawny to me, Snaps.

He’s a baby, not a spawn. A precious bitty baby, quite small and he’s only ever met maybe 5 whole people in his life.

peterstail replied to your post: My. child. is. not. spawn. And you are in all…

Peter, why are you hiding?