The beginning of 5 500 word drabbles for the Hogwart's Winter Olympics, Biathalon.

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He's Beautiful

James sat nervously in the chair, fingering his robes. He wished there was something he could do, but he was not good with this kind of thing. The screaming continued, pausing only every now and then. It had done that for hours now, the screams becoming more frequent and louder in the past 2. Why wasn't this over? Lily screamed again, and James caught his breath; but no. She had only paused. He eyed Padfoot sitting calmly on a couch. How could he be calm! It was...grueling. Lily screamed again.

Her screaming stopped moment's later, but a new set of lungs filled the void. James scrambled to his feet, and began to pace the door, his thoughts were flying around his head at 500 miles per hour. Were they Ok? What was happening to Lily? He had been kicked out of the room once he had fainted, so he couldn't barge in now and see. But still, to see his Lily in that much pain... James realized he was muttered at himself when Padfoot gave him that look. "Right. I'm fine, I'm..." the door opened. The mediwitch stood there looking amused and James tried not to look at her bloody sleeves. But than she was gesturing that he should enter the room.

There was no hesitation. James nodded his head and passed through the doorway, his eyes immediately searching for his moment he saw Lily, he saw that she was glowing. He rushed to her side and kissed her immediately. She tasted of sweat, but he didn't care. She was his Lily. But then a soft 'coo' turned James' eyes downward. There was Lily's eyes looking back at him, in a small bundle. James turned a glowing smile at Lily. "Oh Lil, you are amazing! Is it..."

"A boy." She replied grinning. "Just like we hoped."

"A boy!" James felt the shock flow through him, but he turned down to his son and smiled at him. "Harry James Potter..." his eyes shot to Lily, "Unless you changed your mind."

"No." She smiled a little wider, and laughed a little breathlessly. "I still think it is the most wonderful name. Would you like to hold Harry?"

"I shouldn't..." James said, taking a step back out of fear. What if he hurt his son? He was so small, so precious. But James was so big, and clumsy. What if...

"It'll be fine." She said reading his thoughts. He saw the trust in both sets of her eyes and cautiously James lifted the small bundle from Lily's arms. He cradled the small body in his arms the head resting in the crook of his arm. James rocked his arms gently while looking down at the new addition to his family. The boy fidgeted uncomfortably for a moment, but then finally found a place to rest peacefully. He then caught James' eyes and 'coo'ed again.

James looked up and caught Lily's eyes once more before looking down at his son. "He's beautiful."

"He is."