"You can be in charge of the nagging, then," James decided, settling back against the cushions, all long limbs and crooked grin. He gave Lily a squeeze, his hand drifting idly along her arm. As much as he worried - the low, bubbling feeling that things might be too good to be true, that surely it wasn't going to be this easy - it was easy to push it away for now. Focus instead in the warm, contented glow that came from spending time with Lily and Harry.
Still, some things had him rolling his eyes. "I like pumpkin!" he reminded them all. "Merlin, what is wrong with this family?"
Harry's laugh was catching, quickly drawing out a chuckle from James. "Obviously Hogwarts is usually gossip central, but surely only having a few dozen people inside slows it down a bit?" he laughed. It helped that James, not so secretly, loved a bit of gossip. Even when it was about him. Sometimes especially. He shrugged, finally grabbing his drink again and finishing off the last couple of mouthfuls.
"The lads won't tell if I threaten them nicely, and doesn't Marlene have some kind of confidentiality rule? So I'll know where to come if there's a leak, Potter," he teased, waving a vague hand in Harry's direction, replacing the now empty glass.