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[scarletskirt.livejournal.com]

*Lily dips her index finger into her mouth, quickly tasting a bit of vanilla icing. There is something incredibly satisfying about assembling a cake made from scratch, especially a huge, homemade strawberry shortcake wearing nothing but knickers and a threadbare jumper. She's spent ages on it, most of the afternoon in fact while Harry played with Dusty beside her bare feet.

Just as she's about to place the strawberries atop the cake, Harry babbles loudly at her ankles and holds his arms in the air. Lily bends over to pick him up and kisses him on the cheek before running her finger along the bright yellow bowl once full of icing, gathering just enough to tempt Harry. She gets him to try the icing and laughs when he tries to reach for more from the kitchen counter.*

I'm guessing you approve, yeah?

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[heightofcool.livejournal.com]

Well, what do we have here?

*James enters the kitchen with a grin, taking in the sight of the untidy kitchen, which he knows for once he won't be asked to clean, and his bare-legged wife.*

This looks delicious. And the cake doesn't look too bad either.