Back in the kitchen, James' father let out a heavy sigh. "What happened out there tonight?"
"Death Eaters. There were four of them, and they were asking for names. You and mum better strengthen the charms on the house... The think Lily is muggle-born, thus me a blood traitor..."
"Slow down, son, I'm already ahead of you."Mr.Potter put a gentle hand on his son's shoulder, his eyes twinkling. "Are you two alright?"
"Yeah..." James smiled, pouring himself and Lily a glass of water.
"She's as lovely as you've said she was. Come on." He left the kitchen and James followed at his heels. His father walked into the living room and took a seat next to his wife. James handed Lily her water. "Well, I already know what happened out there, Ms.Evans. Are you alright?"