Now, I’m no Harry Potter fan. In fact, I have never picked up one of the books and read it. Nor I have watched all of the movies — only the bits and pieces I’m forced to watch out of boredom based on the fact that it’s what my dear wife is watching.

She’s still reading the newest Harry Potter book and today, she got to an interesting part.

I flopped on the couch next to her smiled and said “Good book?” She grinned back.

I followed it up with “Wanna go . . . you know, go . . . baby is asleep.”

She looks at me and blinks a couple of a times with a HUGE cheese grin.

I stand up, OK, that’s what I thought. It’s Harry Potter, not me. :: laugh ::

She says “I have a sore throat.” To witch I answer “but I’m sure that’ll feel better tonight since it’s your night off.” She says, “I think I can make that happen.”

For the moment, I’m not queen of her world. She’s got herself a king and it’s good ol’ Harry.

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