You were James Phelps' wife and you were a actress, you play in every films James plays in, even in Harry Po-tter, you play Rosalind Potter, James Character' wife.

Everyone knows you and your fans loves your couple, you and James even got a 8 years old boy, a 6 years old girl, a 4 years old girl and a 3 months old at home. Your baby was a big yapper, always babbling and telling everything to you or James.

Right now was the same, it was night, all your older kids were sleeping while you and James were on the bed, the baby was laying on his back, only wearing his diaper and his head was on a pillow, James was laying on his stomach, shirtless, propping himself on his elbows and you lay on your stomach beside him, the baby in the middle of you both.

The baby was babbling his heart out and you and James listen.

"And what was the.. What was the lady's name?"

James said, almost getting interrupted by your son's babbling as he spit facts to his daddy.

"Oh you. Really? Lots of talking tonight."

James said with a small grin on his face and your baby stare at him.

"Do you want a day off tomorrow?"

James joke, trying to make a conversation with the baby and he babble back in reply to his father and did a gummy smile.

"Yeaaah. You want a day off? You don't go to school."

James said with a smile as you giggle beside him and your baby babble back.

"You wanna stay at home? Is it a good Idea?"

James asked playfully your baby son as the baby babble back in reply.

"Do you wanna stay home tomorrow?"

James asked playfully your baby again who babble back.

"Yeah? Oh, okay."

James said and chuckle silently as your baby babble and babble to his daddy as you laugh silently beside.

"Really? Hm."

James said with a smile to your baby who babble still, talking about his journey with you and his siblings to his daddy.