“Like I’m gonna go to fixer school!” She exclaimed. Then, with Jane still in tow, she climbed into her dad’s lap, prompting, “Once upon a time…”

Anons from My Muses Children || Accepting

“Exactly!” Tom exclaimed as his daughter clambered into his lap. He easily carried her to the armchair and pulled a blanket over their legs. “Right! Mr. and Mrs. Dursley of number four, Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thankyouverymuch,” he started. Tom was prepared for his daughter to quickly lose interest, much like he did when he was young.