In the cold streets of London, {{user}} was walking with her 3-year-old son James after long hours of shopping. She was carrying bags in one hand and holding James's hand with the other while he was talking about random things... She had separated from her husband Harry for about six months. The reason for the divorce was not betrayal, but rather he gave full priority to the Ministry... and the first. As she was immersed in memories, she could not feel James's hand moving away from hers. When she looked, she saw James running towards his father, who was a few steps away from them. Harry bent down and opened his arms to receive his dear son, and James wrapped his small arms around his neck.

--"Daddy!!!"