"I don't think that's what I said, but whatever makes you feel better, darling," he said, laughing. "We're wonderful because neither of us wants serious. We'd drive each other mad if we did."
He pinched her nipple, which probably wasn't the best revenge, but at least they were having fun. "Nah, I don't give a crap most of the times and they still hang around, and they'd better be licking my cock and nothing else. Nah, it's the Potter gene... or name, whatever. They still can fuck off."
James took another drag from the cigarette. "Thanks, love, and yeah, neither did we. It caught us completely by surprised. Albus is living here, not that you can tell with the mess. He's moving with me to Dylan's. It'll be tight, but if he wants to stay we'll find a bigger place. Lily isn't talking to me because I told them I don't want to talk to them. I'm being unfair, childish, disgusting and she's ashamed to be my sister. Hopefully she'll get around. She's the only one I care about."