"I will, because I plan to do this a few more times," he said, smiling. He wanted the big family, and had given up that dream when Sirius had said no children, but now that he'd seen Sirius' face, he knew that they would have the large family. "Mum is a Weasley, so you'd better be ready."
James smiled at Sirius, not sure what was going on in his husband's head, but knowing that it couldn't be bad. They were too happy for any sad thoughts.
"It's very good that I want them with you, then," he answered. "And really, who else would put up with us and our fame?" he asked, grinning. He knew that he was impossible to live with, even now that Voldemort wasn't an issue, the press was. James was learning to enjoy it. No, that was a lie. He was loving it now that he could control it, but he knew that no many people would be willing to put up with it, but Sirius had jumped right into it, from the very moment that they had come out. "I wonder if we'll still get bras to sign now that we're dads."