Title: Learning the basics
Character(s): Lily E/P + James P + Harry P
Summary: Lily Evans is a nursery teacher. James Potter is a police officer with a five-year old son. When James finds himself wrapped in a case, Lily finds herself falling for a certain someone, and looking after his son much more often. AU.
Notes: Alright then, hello everyone! I've contemplated writing this for a while, and so because I was extremely bored in my science today, I did. If have like AU's, I've also got a story called 'A Doctor's Oath'. Anyway, don't hesitate to follow, favourite and review! I need feedback people! Mint~
Chapter One
"Miss Evans! Miss Evans!" A young child of five was jumping up and down on her toes in the school playground, and immediately Lily made her way over to the girl.
"Good Morning Hermione." She spoke as she bent down on her knees to look at the bushy haired child. As usual, the Grangers were dropping their daughter off at nursery an hour early. Lily understood why - the Grangers had their first appointments at their dental surgery booked for eight o'clock. They always dropped their daughter at Hogwarts Nursery for half past seven.
"Miss Evans! Guess what I had for breakfast this morning!"
Lily smiled warmly at Hermione, who shivered against her coat. Like she always did in October, Lily had begged that the autumn would stay warm, however, her requests had not been met this year. She sighed, internally cussing the weather.
"Oh, I'm not so sure Hermione. Did you have some toast for breakfast?"
Hermione shook her head 'no', and behind her, Hermione's parents glanced at their phones for the time. Lily knew that they worried they would be late for work.
"Weetabix?"
The five-year old shook her head again, and Lily found herself searching in her head for different brands of cereal.
"How about coco pops?"
This time Hermione smiled, and nodded her head eagerly. She clapped with the palm of her hands, sticking her elbows out as she did.
"Alright Hermione, how about we get you out of the cold now?"
"'Kay Miss Evans."
Hermione quickly said goodbye to her parents, hugging each of them quickly, before skipping into the nursery room. As she did this, Lily stood up and made her way to the Grangers.
"Are you going to be picking up Hermione today? Or will her Grandmother be collecting her?"
Mr Granger smiled warmly at Lily.
"We will be," he replied, " but we may be a little late."
Lily nodded as way of response, bid both the adults goodbye, before re-entering the nursery. Hermione was where she normally was in the mornings - in the reading corner, reading a book quietly. When she noticed Lily back in the room, she smiled and waved happily.
"Do you want to read too?" Hermione asked, closing the book slightly, and holding it out to her. Lily smiled, before saying,
"No thank you Hermione. The others will all start arriving in a minute, and I've got to let them all in."
The little girl looked at Lily in awe, before grinning widely.
"You've as kind as a princess, Miss. Are you a princess?"
"Come on bud, it's time for nursery." Officer James Potter called up the stairs to his son. With all his work uniform on except his hat, James looked as if he had stepped out of a movie.
"Prongs, Prongslet - Hurry up and get into car!" Sirius Black, James' best friend and colleague, yelled. Stood in the doorway to the house, Sirius leaned on the door frame giving out an air of nonchalance.
"Padfoot!" At five years old Harry Potter was small for his age. He ran quickly down the stairs and into his father's waiting arms. James smiled at his son, before turning to look at Sirius.
"Look dad, Padfoot's here!" Harry cried out in delight.
"Where's Moony?" James asked once Harry had quietened down. He was referring to his and Sirius' other best friend, Remus Lupin.
"Yeah Padfoot," Harry chimed in, imitating his father, "where's moony?"
Sirius sighed, letting go of the wire from his CB radio that he had been fiddling with. He shook his head slowly,
"He's working the morning shift again. He doesn't get off until one."
Harry's smile faltered slightly, but James knew that his son knew very little about shifts.
"Is Moony not coming to see me go nursery?" Harry asked. When Sirius shook his head and said that Remus couldn't make it, Harry buried his head into his father's shoulder. He muttered,
"If all three of my family can't come see me go nursery, I don't wanna go today! Tomorrow can be my first day!"
James looked at Sirius, who gestured to his watch dramatically. In reply, James rolled his eyes, before setting his son down on the bottom step of the stairs.
"Now Harry, you know you have to go to Nursery. Whether Moony's here or not is not a requirement," James told his son calmly. "But, I'm sure that if I ask Moony, he'll come
pick you up at home time with me and Padfoot."
Harry nodded, bouncing back into his usual happy mood.
"Alright buddy," James continued, "let's get our shoes and coats on, yeah?"
Lily had seen the parents of nursery children gossip for what seemed like years many times before, but she'd never seen them fall completely silent.
It was all because of a police car that had parked directly outside the Nursery gates - Lily knew every one way wondering why the police were at the nursery.
Opening the door to the passenger seat, one of the police men stepped out. He walked to the backseat, opening the door before he made his way down to the nursery. A young child was in his arms.
Not many fathers dropped their children off to the nursery, but this wasn't the reason most of the parents were staring.
The police officer was very attractive. With glasses that outlined his jaw and hair that stuck up in all directions, he had a very boyish look about him. He looked as if he had stepped out from a magazine. The boy in his arms looked like a carbon replica of him, except he looked more cute than attractive, so there was very little doubt that he was the officer's son.
"Hi, I'm James Potter," the officer spoke once he had reached Lily, "we talked about my son's enrolment over the phone?"
