James made his way to the nursery, smiling to himself. The nursery. They were going to have a baby. Another one. He leaned against the door frame once he got there, watching Lily quietly. He was almost shocked to hear her question so soon after he'd arrived, but he supposed he hadn't been exceptionally quiet. All the same, it was surprising how she could know he was there even when he practiced his best sneaking techniques.
"Hmmm." He walked into the room and tilted his head. "I like both ideas." But to choose? "You know I am fairly biased toward the latter option, though. Quidditch is my favorite sport." He wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her.
"I'm sorry I've been mentally out of the house today. I've been thinking over the owls and the dinner. I almost feel like I should have an itinerary for Saturday. Things I should explain and things I don't quite follow, I suppose."