A/N: So, I know that I have other projects, but I haven't done much Harry Potter. So I think I can be exempted from angry readers asking for a well-deserved, long-awaited-for, and way-overdue chapters on my two other fics, right? No? Okay, in my defense, I had some computer troubles, meaning I broke my computer last like... April... And I just got a new one last week...
Anyway, here is the first in a new series of one-shots!
Disclaimer: Wait... Let me check my piggy bank... Nope. Not a millionaire. So, I must not own Harry Potter! Sorry!
Name: The Perfect Name (Haha, irony…)
Pairing: James/Lily and fatherly Harry/Sirius
"Hey, Harry," Sirius said, flipping through an old Black family album. "Have I ever told you how your parents picked your name?"
Harry froze, hus gloved hands holding open the trash bag his godfather was now throwing the family album in. Sirius hardly ever talked about James and Lily.
"No…"
Sirius chuckled. Picking up another moth eaten album, he shook his head. "Ah. That was a conversation…"
Lily leaned into the fridge, looking for Merlin knew what. She was 7 months pregnant now, and she and James had begun talking about a name.
"Dammit…" She muttered, backing out of the fridge and closing the door, "No pickles. Or okra. No pickle and okra sandwich."
She sat dejectedly at the table, her chin in her hand.
BANG.
Lily jumped, reaching for her wand. She pointed it at the two men now standing in the doorway, each pointing their wands at her in return.
"What did you do to ask me out the last time in sixth year?" Lily asked the first man. He rumpled his jet black hair, which stuck up in the back.
"I poured glitter on you at breakfast in the Great Hall, then charmed it to sing Boston's More Than A Feeling," he said. Lily turned her wand on the other man, who had equally black hair that fell in waves to his shoulders.
"What did you say to me before my wedding?" she demanded. The man could not supress a chuckle.
"I said, 'Ah,Lily-Flower, today's the day you've been waiting for for seven years.' Then you threw a shoe at me," he said, then, posed his own question, "What did you throw at James' head after the last Quidditch match in fifth year?"
Lily herself giggled now. "A snitch."
They all relaxed their wands. James, the first man, came forward to give his wife a kiss. Sirius, the second man, sat across from her at the table.
"Craving something again, Lils?" James asked, noting her dejected expression.
Lily nodded. "Yeah. I really wanted a pickle and okra sandwich…"
The two men shared a horiffied look and shuddered. Sirius cleared his throat, whether trying to force down bile or get James' attention no one could tell. "Prongs… Tell her…"
James' face lit up. "OH! Yeah! Lily, we have the PERFECT name for our child."
"You," Lily raised an eyerbrow skepically, dropping her hand to the table and turning to look at her husband, "do?"
James nodded vigorously. Sirius stood up to join him, saying, "You ready for this, Lily-Flower?"
Lily sighed. Merlin, why? "I guess…"
"Okay," James held out his arms as if to brace her. "Its…"
oOo
"No."
"But, Lily, THINK about it—"
"No, James."
"Aw, Lils, come on—"
"I said no, Sirius."
"Lilyyyyy. Pleaseeeee—"
"James. No!"
"But it's unisex!"
"Yeah, Lily-Flower! It's unisex!"
"Sirius, don't encourage him!"
"But—"
"For the last time, I'm NOT naming my child Elvendork!" Lily set the grocery basket on the conveyer belt for the cashier to ring up. Her mouth watered when she caught a glimpse of the pickle and okra jars the cashier was putting into a bag. "And, NO, Sirius, I don't CARE if it is unisex!"
Harry just stood there, the trash bag still clutched in his fist. He blinked at his godfather.
"You tried to name me Elvendork?"
Sirius nodded happily. "We even had a nickname picked out. Elvy. Or Dorky, but Prongs didn't seem to like that."
Harry still stared. He couldn't believe—REALLY!—Thank Merlin for Lily—
Sirius chirped, "Well, I think we're done in here." and flounced off happily, whistling Boston's More Than A Feeling.
Harry's voice came from the room he'd just left.
"YOU TRIED TO NAME ME ELVENDORK?"
Sirius chuckled to himself. Oh, if he ONLY knew…
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