Disclamer: nothing's mine.

Author's Note: contains violence.

The baby was hiccupping. By every hiccup, the body of the young mother-to-be startled. The baby had been keeping her awake for hours now. Next to her, Alexander was snoring loudly, mumbling sometimes in his sleep. This annoyed Jane inconsiderably.

But almost everything annoyed Jane. She was nervious and sensitve. She had the feeling that her skin was an electrical fence that gave her a tiny shock each time some one touched her.

Jane Potter and Alexander Granger married young. They had met aged 16 during summer, and fell immediately in love. Jane being a witch in a boarding school didn't seem to bother Alexander, so they continued their relations trough owl post. After Christmas holidays, when she came back to school, she had a wonderful engagement band around her left hand.

They married just after they graduated, in July, on Jane's birthday.

Of course, their parents – especially Jane's - weren't happy at all about the whole situation. It went too fast to such an important thing in life. During an especially big row, Jane banned herself from the Potter family tree.

Jane's older brother, James Potter, had tried to prevent this from happening. He had argued against his parents, saying that during the reign of terror of Voldemort, it would be better for them to marry. Himself had married quite young- aged 19, just as Lily Evans-Potter, his wife.

James was also the only one to see how unbalanced Jane was. She had been very shy before she met Alexander. So shy infact, that she never could take contact with the people around her. James had to admit that often he thought himself as an only child; Jane always hid herself away. He never really believed that Sirius- who practically lived by the Potters- ever noticed her existence. They hadn't even been in Hogwarts at the same time. He often just forgot her, just like everybody else did. She was an unwanted child from the beginning of her life.

Even after Jane's self-banning, the Potters were untreatable. Finally, James organized everything. He didn't think it was the best idea in the world, but if Julia was ready to trade her family against this man, then James will give her his blessings.

Alexander's parents were easier to convince. It was more the fact that Jane was a witch that disturbed them, not the age. But there again, Alexander's brother Nicolas, helped the young couple, and finally, Alexander's parents accepted the wedding.

Even if the bride's parents were absent, and that she was lend to the altar by her brother, the ceremony was perfect; a real fairy-tale wedding. It had to be made the muggle way, but it didn't disturb Jane much. Contrary to James, Jane never had many friends. In fact, she didn't have any friends at all. The best man was Alexander's older brother, and the bride's maid was his wife, Viveca.

The beginning of their married life had been wonderful. A real "happily ever after". Some eight months after, on Valentines Day, Jane announced she was pregnant. In her second month. The joy was big to the Granger family, especially since Viveca was unable to have children. James and Lily Potter were ecstatic too, since Lily was also pregnant.

But slowly, the perfect couple started to have problems. The fairy tale didn't seem to be so wonderful after all.

The esastic father suddenly got worried about how carried away the mother-to-be was.

"- You are just interested of the baby!" he always screamed at Jane.

"- Of course I am! It's growing in me. It more interesting then you"

"- I am interesting!"

"- Oh yeah? Well prove it then!"

Alexander stomped to their bedroom and opened the drawer of the night table and took out a gun.

"- I go to a club I subscribed into when I knew about your pregnancy. I learn to shoot, just to able to protect you and our child if some day we need it."

Jane had first admired the weapon with her eyes. It was a 20 millimetre Belgian FN pistol. It was a quite usual weapon, but it gleamed and reflected the light mysteriously, suggesting its power.

Alexander took Jane's hand and placed the weapon in it. She felt its weight. At exactly the same moment, the baby kicked the very first time. Maybe it felt the pistol's power, to prove that without it, that gun wouldn't be there.

Jane slowly nodded her head whilst holding eye contact with Alexander.

"- I understand."

It wasn't often they understood each other. Not at least lately.

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Since that moment, the baby kicked all the time, just as if it wanted to remember everyone that it existed somewhere there inside, and that it would come out one day.

Jane found this wonderful. She often passed her arms around her big belly, and caressed it fondly.

"- The baby is a fighter. Do you feel how it's kicking? Yes my babe, you're going to be a great fighter, someone who will always hold his head up."

"- No, if it's a boy, he's going to play soccer, and if it's a girl, she'll be annoying."

As this speech, Jane tightened her arms around her belly. She looked at the baby and whispered to it "You're a fighter. Fight for peace or against animal testing, fight for what you want, you're strong."

When Alexander wasn't home, sometimes she sneaked to James' or to her parent's house (who softened when their heard about the baby) to read old forgotten encyclopaedias. She searched names for her child, and sometimes, even years after, someone would find pieces of paper and parchment with bizarre names like 'Eugenia or 'Ylermi'.

Once, Alexander asked her why she was searching such bizarre names. As she explained him that se searched the perfect name for their child, he only laughed.

"- Jane love, who would already call his own child Persephonia? No, no, if it's a girl, then her name will be Lauren and if its boy, he'll be Philippe."

This had been the start of Jane's sour mood towards Alexander. They had have fights before, but now, Jane locked herself in a persisted and stubborn silence. She only answered with grunts to Alexander's questions. He assumed it had something to do with the pregnancy and left her alone.

If Jane didn't talk to Alexander, she talked to herself all the time, and often, she whispered her secrets and fairy tales to her awaited child.

" Alexander's not a bad person. He's just weak. He really fell in love with me, but getting married was like a game for him, a pretend game. He pretended to get married, now he plays at pretending to be a truthful, married man. He's beyond mediocre. He wants to doom you child, my child. Giving your own child a usual name gives it an already reduced future. I want you child to be free, and to have an unusual fate."

These were the thoughts she had in her head, even now, at five a.m. in the morning, with her baby hiccupping and keeping her awake.

Suddenly, a sudden thought crossed through her mind. She stood up, and opened the drawer where Alexander's gun was.

She held the weapon in her hand. She felt its weight and its power again. She walked towards the bed where Alexander was still sleeping.

Jane bent down and kissed his cheek, Alexander smiled in his sleep and made a low purring noise, without even waking up.

"- Alexander I love you. You bought this weapon to protect me and my child. That's what I have to do, my beloved one. Remember Alexander, I only do this for us, and our child, and because I love you."

She put the end of the pistol's canon against his temple and closed her eyes. She shot until there was no ammunition anymore.

Jane looked at the bloody walls. As the sun started to rise, she took the telephone and dialled the police's number.

"- Hello? Is this the police station? Yes? Could you come please, I just killed my husband."

She gave them the address, wished them a good day and hang the phone. She sat down on the bed and waited.

She passed her arms around her belly, and felt how the baby kicked even more then before. Maybe she didn't kick; maybe she tried to run away. Or maybe she tried to come to the world, where she belonged.

Author's Note: Lala! This is a rand new, strange story! I won't tell you the pairing yet... Because this is, as the name shows it, a love story.

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Sally!