Disclaimer: Harry Potter is from the creative genius that is J.K. Rowling.
I am not her. This is merely a fan fiction to tide us over until Book 6.
A/N: As promised the sequel to Bedfellows. Hope you like it.
===================================================================== Our forefathers shall tend to the souls of our children and teach them until we are ready for them.
====================================================== Somewhere in Heaven,
The delivery had been semi-unexpectedly, though completely and totally welcomed.
Holding the tiny bundle in her arms, Lily Potter sighed contently and held onto it. Looking over her shoulder, her husband James grinned broadly. He was as proud as he could be. Today almost rivaled as proud and happy he had been when he held his son, Harry for the first time.
"Just beautiful," he whispered as he leaned down and laid a kiss on his wife and the bundle in her arms.
"I knew one day Harry and Ginny would finally get their act together. She's a lot like Lils. The two redheads are the only two people that could keep James and Harry Potter in Line. I bet you twenty gallons the baby having red hair didn't I?" came a voice nearby.
"Yes you did Sirus," said James happily. "Too bad you can't collect."
"Shame on both of you for betting," scolded Lily half-heartedly.
"Has Molly seen yet?" Sirus asked.
"No. She's got one now and has had some already. I just want to be selfish just for a little bit longer," Lily said snuggling the bundle some more. "It's just so wonderful."
"Isn't it my turn yet Lils," her husband pouted holding his hands out.
"Oh, fine prat," she teased him softly, handing the bundle of joy over.
"Hello there," James cooed. "Your grandpa is just so proud of you. But while you're here I'm going to have to give you some pointers about things."
"Pranks, gambling, how to get even with Slytherins," Sirus joked.
"Don't you dare!" Lily snapped.
"We only want the best for the little one Lils," Sirus said grinning. "Maybe they'll name him Sirus!"
"I don't think so. It will be James," James said firmly.
"You two are hopeless," Lily sighed.
"Are not," Sirus said sticking out his tongue. "Give 'em here Prongs. Let me take him. We'll go cloud jumping."
"I think the baby will be safer with Molly," she said taking the baby back. "She's looking down on them now. It will be nice to see their reactions."
"10 galleons he faints like you did," Sirus whispered to James.
"You're on. I say he'll get pissed celebrating."
Lily rolled her eyes and left the pair to search for Molly.
Walking across the clouds, Lily spotted Molly Weasley's spirit. Her legs were hanging down over the edge of the cloud and a proud smile lit up her face. The smile could be attributed to a small bundle the woman already held in her hands.
"Molly, look," said Lily Potter as she gently handled the small bundle down to the other woman.
Molly Weasley smiled as another small bundle was handed to her. She looked down at the two small bundles in her arms and if possible, her smile grew bigger. "Well, it's about time," she sighed happily.
A/N: As promised the sequel to Bedfellows. Hope you like it.
===================================================================== Our forefathers shall tend to the souls of our children and teach them until we are ready for them.
====================================================== Somewhere in Heaven,
The delivery had been semi-unexpectedly, though completely and totally welcomed.
Holding the tiny bundle in her arms, Lily Potter sighed contently and held onto it. Looking over her shoulder, her husband James grinned broadly. He was as proud as he could be. Today almost rivaled as proud and happy he had been when he held his son, Harry for the first time.
"Just beautiful," he whispered as he leaned down and laid a kiss on his wife and the bundle in her arms.
"I knew one day Harry and Ginny would finally get their act together. She's a lot like Lils. The two redheads are the only two people that could keep James and Harry Potter in Line. I bet you twenty gallons the baby having red hair didn't I?" came a voice nearby.
"Yes you did Sirus," said James happily. "Too bad you can't collect."
"Shame on both of you for betting," scolded Lily half-heartedly.
"Has Molly seen yet?" Sirus asked.
"No. She's got one now and has had some already. I just want to be selfish just for a little bit longer," Lily said snuggling the bundle some more. "It's just so wonderful."
"Isn't it my turn yet Lils," her husband pouted holding his hands out.
"Oh, fine prat," she teased him softly, handing the bundle of joy over.
"Hello there," James cooed. "Your grandpa is just so proud of you. But while you're here I'm going to have to give you some pointers about things."
"Pranks, gambling, how to get even with Slytherins," Sirus joked.
"Don't you dare!" Lily snapped.
"We only want the best for the little one Lils," Sirus said grinning. "Maybe they'll name him Sirus!"
"I don't think so. It will be James," James said firmly.
"You two are hopeless," Lily sighed.
"Are not," Sirus said sticking out his tongue. "Give 'em here Prongs. Let me take him. We'll go cloud jumping."
"I think the baby will be safer with Molly," she said taking the baby back. "She's looking down on them now. It will be nice to see their reactions."
"10 galleons he faints like you did," Sirus whispered to James.
"You're on. I say he'll get pissed celebrating."
Lily rolled her eyes and left the pair to search for Molly.
Walking across the clouds, Lily spotted Molly Weasley's spirit. Her legs were hanging down over the edge of the cloud and a proud smile lit up her face. The smile could be attributed to a small bundle the woman already held in her hands.
"Molly, look," said Lily Potter as she gently handled the small bundle down to the other woman.
Molly Weasley smiled as another small bundle was handed to her. She looked down at the two small bundles in her arms and if possible, her smile grew bigger. "Well, it's about time," she sighed happily.