Re: James & Lily
"Harry's mate," James replied offhandedly. "I work with him, he's one of Molly and Arthur's lot." Not that it was super important to be chatting about who was who at the moment. He was quite happy with his current company.
"I don't think there's enough Gryffindor bravery in the world for that." James narrowed his eyes at his wife slightly, an unspoken question clearly spelt out on his face. He knew she was joking, but there was something about the way she said it that didn't quite sit right...
Before he could say anything, however, the conversation had moved on. "You'll find something," James told her, reassuringly and with absolute confidence. After all, Lily was one of the best witches he'd ever known. She was pretty much the best person he'd ever known, full stop. If anyone was going to smash a random job from the future, it would be her.
"I think you underestimate how fun you are," he grinned back. "And we already know we make a good team. Buuut if you really want to strike out on your own, I promise I won't be too offended."
"Oi, careful." James gave Lily a gentle nudge with his foot under the table, holding her eye contact as she took a drink. He raised one dark eyebrow playfully. It was really quite unfair how attractive his wife could look drinking a beer.
"I'm definitely not complaining." James took a sip of his own drink, then set the glass down and instead reached across to hook a lock of Lily's dark red hair behind her ear. "I could probably get used to the whole 'normal life' thing."