⚯͛ Snitch - James Potter ⚯͛

~EPILOGUE~

Eric?

Too American. Albert?

Too English.

Hey, what about Mr Banana?

Shut up, Sirius.

I wish you never taught him sign language. He doesn't even know what he's saying half the time!

I know, that's my fault.

I can understand you guys.

Sirius Black slouched lazily on his chair, sitting round the table in his small flat with James Potter and his pregnant wife.

Quinn Potter wasn't just James Potter's wife though. Before she became pregnant she was playing for the Quidditch team Altum Warriors, a high-end league player in America. As well as this she was recruited to play for USA National Quidditch team in the last world cup. After Ilvermorny won the International Schools Quidditch Tournament, she had been doing pretty well.

Hey Sirius, shouldn't Remus be here by now? Where is he? Quinn asked.

How should I know? Sirius asked.

Because you're dating? James asked, giving his best friend a dumb look.

True, Sirius said with a small smile, raking a hand through his long hair.

As if he knew they were talking about him, Remus Lupin stepped out of the fireplace in a huge green flame. His long legs striding over to the friends.

He said "Hi," to his friends, and quickly signed it to Quinn, what are you guys talking about?

Baby names, Quinn said.

Again? I thought we settled on Charlie? Remus said.

No, I don't like that name anymore, Quinn shrugged.

James sent him an exasperated look, because as much as he loved his wife this baby naming business was driving him insane.

Just call him Sirius, Sirius said.

No, Quinn signed without hesitation.

Sirius pouted jokingly, crossing his arm as he sunk down in his chair.

James pushed up his glasses as he thought.

What about Harry?

*fin.*