As Gideon leaned into her, Selina's eyebrows rose in surprise. Even though she was not generally opposed to him leaning in, it was look that he was giving her that set her on edge. She knew that look and it usually meant that he had something devious planned. That look sent shivers down her spine, damn the Slytherin side of him. It was that side of her boyfriend that was the culprit behind all of his tickle wars. And when she thought she had backed him into a figurative corner, he pulled out the big guns.

The redhead was so frozen with curiously at his next move that she did not notice his hands move to her tickle spot. Suddenly she felt his fingers move against her side and she started to spazz uncontrollably. Fits of giggles erupted from her lips as she tried to wiggle her way out of his grasp, "No, no! Let me go!" She wailed again as she struggled to breathe in the middle of her laughter, "Ugh you're, you're hurting me!" It did not hurt, but was more uncomfortable. She could not believe she let him gain the upper hand.

Frying potatoes for breakfast was a painstaking task. Everytime e thought that he had finally finished the task, the potatoes tasted like rocks. Merlin, cooking was Sophie's thing, not his. But at least Selina would eat anything.

Then he heard wails. His daughter's voice echoed throughout the halls of his house and someone was hurting him. He grabbed the nearest thing as a weapon, which happened to be a spoon and he ran into the main hall.

When he finally reached the foyer where the voices came from, Jake yelled, "Selina, Selina. Are you ok-?" He stopped dead in his tracks. He saw his daughter wrapped up in the arms of the boyfriend and he was tickling her... What the bloody hell?