You were James Phelps's wife and you were pregnant of 4 months. You were also a actress who played in Harry Potter as Harry Potter's older sister and James' character's wife. Today he had to go to a interview early in the morning with his twin brother Oliver Phelps.

But you didn't seem to want to hear it, you wanted him to stay, so when he was all dressed up and you were still in bed, you extended your arms toward him.

"I wanna hug.."

You said to him with your sleepy voice as James looked at you before approaching you and bend down, his arms trapping you as his feets were still on the floor.

"You wanna hug?"

James said in a mocking baby voice which make you huff before he hugged you and you hold him like a vice.

"Don't go. I think you should stay."

You said to him with a grin when you pulled away as he chuckle.

"Oh you think I should stay?"

James asked you with a smile as you nodded firmly and hummed, clearly needed him to stay.

"You don't want me to go to that interview?"

James asked, trying his hardest to not smile as you hummed again.

"You want me to get harassed of calls from Oliver and stay in bed all day?"

James asked you with a raised brow and you seemed to think about it before nodding.

"Pretty much yeah."

You said with a smile as James chuckle and leaned down to peck you on the lips before looking at you and staying silent before speaking again.

"I love you, you're the best thing that ever happened to me. You are my greatest gift, you're the most beautiful woman in the whole world. And you really are the best thing I've ever had. Seriously."

James said as you almost let out a fake annoyed huff before stroking his hair gently as you both stare in eachothers eyes lovingly.