So this is the prequel to my story No, Seriously, meaning that it'll be updated FAR less frequently. I'd recommend checking out No, Seriously seeing as this is third-priority (after my Ronks story and No, Seriously)
But still, it's nice, and you don't have to read No, Seriously for this to make sense. It's going to end when Aurelia is probably around three years old.
This is going to be a very fluffy story, so be prepared.
"You're kidding."
His voice was a little shaky, but under those circumstances anyone's would have been.
Lily smiled softly. "No, I'm not. And I know we've only just graduated, and we're barely married, but this is utterly wonderful. Isn't it?" she added with a hint of anxiety.
James nodded distantly. "I just...Wow. You're...wow. I. Oh wow." Gently he took her into his arms. before yelling "THIS IS SO EXCITING!" and then "I have to owl everyone I know. EVERYONE."
Lily smirked. "I was rather hoping you would take that approach, to be honest." She leaned in and tried to place a soft kiss on his lips, but James had already let go and had run over to bounce up and down on the bed.
"We're-" -bounce- "-going-" -bounce- "-to-" -bounce- "-be-" -bounce- "-parents!"
"Damn it, James, I just changed the sheets!" Lily glared angrily up at her husband.
"THIS IS THE BEST DAY OF MY ENTIRE LIFE NOT COUNTING MY WEDDING NIGHT!"
"Oh for Merlin's sake. You compare everything to that night."
"YES! YES! YES!"
"Must you be so dramatic? I'm happy too, but having a baby does not mean one gets to jump on my bed."
"It's my bed too!" James jumped off the bed happily and ran over to his wife, spinning her around gaily. "This is amazing news, I'm going to throw the most epic bash, and everyone but you is going to get drunk."
"Not counting Moony," Lily gently corrected.
"Wha-Oh. Oh yeah. He's still in the depths of despair after that breakup. Did he say he's sworn off alcohol again?"
"Goodness knows how long that'll last. And at a baby shower, people don't usually get drunk."
James pulled a face. "So it's a boring party. All right. When your boring party's going on I'm going to throw an infinitely more amazing bash at some Muggle pub."
"You know, a wife should be more surprised at a statement like that." Lily leaned forward again, and this time got her kiss.
Two months later-October twelfth-might have ended in disaster if not for James' quick thinking. He had prepared all sorts of potions for every sort of pregnancy disaster, and one of them had happened to be something to counteract a miscarriage. Basically, if the mother drank the potion when she was miscarrying, the child's growth would be sped up and the miscarriage would turn into birth. However, this was supposed to be used only for emergencies and only during miscarriage. It caused a lot of strain on both mother and child.
Lily felt the pain in her stomach and had a suspicion of what might be going on, so she alerted James. He was sitting at the dining room table and drinking coffee happily, looking elated as usual. She felt a pain in her stomach (or maybe that was the baby) at the look on his face that she was certain she was about to shatter.
"James?"
"Yes, flower?" He'd caught the fear in her voice, and stood up. "What is it?"
"I-" Her voice trembled slightly. "I think I'm miscarrying."
James stared at her for a moment, then replied shakily, "Go upstairs and look through my drawer. Drink the blue potion marked 'For Emergencies Only' and lie down on the bed. I'll take care of the rest, all right?"
"All right," Lily echoed.
Maybe it was just a stomachache, maybe it was the beginning of a miscarriage. It would never be established, because Lily drifted into unconsciousness as the potion did its work.
She opened her eyes, feeling horribly muzzy. Sort of like a hangover times ten. Her vision was a little blurry, but she blinked a few times and the rose wallpaper on the ceiling came into focus.
Someone was gripping her hand very tightly.
"Lils," breathed James, and she heard the joy in his voice, "Lils, meet our little girl."
She sat straight up in bed before flopping back down with a grimace. James laughed gently and helped prop her up with pillows.
She'd expected the Marauders to be there, but they weren't. James hadn't invited them, because he'd wanted her to have privacy. She found that sweet.
And then, oh, and then, a little bundle was handed to her, and enormous brown eyes blinked sleepily up from James' old baby blanket.
"Oh Merlin," mumbled Lily tearfully. "Oh Merlin, James, oh my sweet little golden girl. That's Mummy's little sweetheart, right there."
"Yeah." James was smiling broadly now. "What'll we call her?"
"Sirius-etta!" Sirius stated proudly, as if he had just come up with the most genius baby name in the entire world.
Remus rolled his eyes from where he was holding the baby. He seemed enamored by her, and Lily could really see why. Her little golden girl was something special.
"Oh, come off it, Padfoot," called James from his seat next to Remus. "You're already godfather and now you want to name her too?"
"Belle, because she's beautiful?" suggested Peter lamely.
"Aww, Peter, that's so sweet!" cooed Lily happily, planting a kiss on his cheek. James muttered something profane under his breath and went back to watching Remus closely so as to make sure he didn't drop the baby.
"What'd I say?" asked Peter curiously.
"She looks like Lils, according to these pictures," Sirius explained, holding up an album entitled Our Lily's First Year.
"Hey, you prat, give that back!" snapped Lily angrily, and when Remus made a move to hand her the baby, she hastily added a "No, not you, Remus."
Sirius grinned. "Ah, Lily was a treasure when she was little. She seemed to enjoy nappy hats most splendidly, possibly unaware that nappies go on your-"
"Not in front of the baby!" interjected Lily, James, and Remus at the same time, James covering the baby's ears carefully.
Their ebony-haired friend rolled his eyes dramatically. "She's a Marauder now. She's going to be hearing a lot of swearing from now on."
Lily gave him a look that made Remus and James both wince.
Sirius quailed, then handed Lily back her photo album. "Damn, Potter. You have scary eyes."
"Aurelia," came a very quiet voice. "It means golden."
Lily, James, Sirius, and Peter all turned to stare at Remus, who wasn't looking at them. Instead, he was smiling down at the baby as if she was the best thing in the world.
Lily grinned suddenly. "You know, I think I like Aurelia. It fits. Aurelia Potter."
"Aurelia Lily Potter," James added, "because we want her to be as sweet and lovely as you."
"Awww," chorused Sirius and Remus teasingly, the former tacking on a "Prongs went all spoony on us."
"Oi, shut up!" shouted James, grabbing a couch pillow and hurling it at Sirius.
"Well," muttered Lily, striding across the room to take Aurelia into her arms, "I think I'm going to leave you boys to it, seeing as I don't want my daughter to get decapitated by a pillow."
Aurelia snuggled into her arms.
"Okay, cheese! No, wait… Cheese! Ah damn, I hate cameras." James tossed the camera across the room. "Come on, Little Lily, do something besides sit there and stare up at that blasted mobile."
Aurelia didn't move.
"You didn't hear me, did you?"
"I think she doesn't understand you yet," replied Lily dryly from where she was organizing the set of baby books.
"Merlin, sometimes I hate this baby. Ever so active when I turn off the camera. Look at that! She blinked! She doesn't blink when I'm trying to photograph her, and now she's blinking up a storm. This is unjust." James glared at Aurelia, who blinked again.
Lily hid a smile.
"Not to mention that she's better looking than me."
This was too much for the mother of Aurelia Lily Potter, who fell off her chair in a giggle fit. The father of Aurelia Lily Potter responded by taking his daughter out of the crib and tackling Lily in a (gentle, so as not to squish Aurelia) hug.
"We're an Aurelia sandwich!" he proclaimed, which Lily found hysterical until Aurelia started crying.
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