Harry though, would stay home, after all who would judge him for relaxing when his whole childhood was essentially war. He would do some cleaning, preparing dinner, essentially being a house husband. But once Ron would get home, and he would almost always get home before Hermione who they both teased for her voluntarily extreme hours, Harry would fall into his Daddy’s arms, sharing a kiss before asking him how his day was while Ron reached behind Harry and checked his nappy, which was always at the very least soaked, as magical nappies did not leak if you did not want them to, and little boys like Harry weren’t allowed to change themselves.