James and Lily
'James, you had to see Dad now! He is so sick, and all he wants is to able to see you on his deathbed.' 'Faith, it's not that I don't want to see Dad, but Lily just given birth to Harry, I wanted to bring them to see Dad, and Lily might not be able to take the long journey to Scotland. I am not in Manchester like I used to, and you looked tired after the long journey. Lily is still very weak.' 'But, James, please, Mom died and you married, leaving me with Dad only, and I am afraid he'll leave us. Please, I've promised him I'll bring his grandson there!' James Potter looked at his only sister, Faith. Faith had come a long way from Scotland, requesting her beloved brother to see their father, and bring his son and wife there. What is so hard? James looked at his sister and turned to face his wife who was feeding their new-born son, Harry. 'Faith, I know Dad also wanted to see his grandson, but-' 'But what? You don't have the intention to see Dad at all!' Faith shouted. Lily looked up and said caringly to her husband. 'James, just go with Faith. I can handle it. Harry isn't too heavy for me to carry, and its Dad's last wish to see Harry. Who knows? Maybe we couldn't even see him.' Her voice trailed off. James straightened up and said in a offhand manner, 'Well, I've guess we go tomorrow, now Faith, would you like to stay with us? I daresay Lily had a spare bedroom ready?' He added, looking at Lily. Lily then added, 'Ya, we always have a bedroom for guest, would you like to?' Faith looked at the sincere look of her sister-in-law, and started, 'Thanks, Lily, but I am staying at the motel near the train station. Remember to pick me up tomorrow.' And she left. James looked at her haughty sister and sighed. Lily stood up, carried Harry to his cot, and kissed James goodnight, leaving James alone, packing for his family.
'James, you had to see Dad now! He is so sick, and all he wants is to able to see you on his deathbed.' 'Faith, it's not that I don't want to see Dad, but Lily just given birth to Harry, I wanted to bring them to see Dad, and Lily might not be able to take the long journey to Scotland. I am not in Manchester like I used to, and you looked tired after the long journey. Lily is still very weak.' 'But, James, please, Mom died and you married, leaving me with Dad only, and I am afraid he'll leave us. Please, I've promised him I'll bring his grandson there!' James Potter looked at his only sister, Faith. Faith had come a long way from Scotland, requesting her beloved brother to see their father, and bring his son and wife there. What is so hard? James looked at his sister and turned to face his wife who was feeding their new-born son, Harry. 'Faith, I know Dad also wanted to see his grandson, but-' 'But what? You don't have the intention to see Dad at all!' Faith shouted. Lily looked up and said caringly to her husband. 'James, just go with Faith. I can handle it. Harry isn't too heavy for me to carry, and its Dad's last wish to see Harry. Who knows? Maybe we couldn't even see him.' Her voice trailed off. James straightened up and said in a offhand manner, 'Well, I've guess we go tomorrow, now Faith, would you like to stay with us? I daresay Lily had a spare bedroom ready?' He added, looking at Lily. Lily then added, 'Ya, we always have a bedroom for guest, would you like to?' Faith looked at the sincere look of her sister-in-law, and started, 'Thanks, Lily, but I am staying at the motel near the train station. Remember to pick me up tomorrow.' And she left. James looked at her haughty sister and sighed. Lily stood up, carried Harry to his cot, and kissed James goodnight, leaving James alone, packing for his family.