Not a World For a Child
There's a long A/N at the end of this, but to start off-
This is PG because I don't want anyone mad at me because it's not. No swearing, but some of it may be a little suggestive.
This is my first fan-fic. Please read and review, and constructive criticism is welcome. All flames will be sent back in the form
of exploding Howlers.
Lily and Harry Potter belong to J.K. Rowling, Bloombury, Scholastic, and whoever else. I think the plot belongs to me,
because I've never seen another one like this.
On to the fic-
The woman stood alone in her bedroom. She pointed her wand at her stomach for the second time, and said, "Occupensia." Again a green glow came from the wand. She heaved a sigh, she was pregnant.
The rest of this is from Lily's POV, and it's a little mixed up and confused, because I think that's how she would feel.
The room started to spin. It was too warm, I had to get outside. I grabbed my winter cloak, and walked the short
distance through the night to Gryffindor Park. As I walked my eyes filled with tears. The Christmas lights on the houses I
passed started to blur, until all I could see were red, green, orange, and blue lights, and their reflections in the glittering snow.
I reached the park, and sat down on a bench near the frozen pond.
I'm pregnant, I told myself, then I repeated it out loud. We'd always been so careful. How was I going to tell James?
Then I got angry at myself. I'm 27, and I've been happily married for eight years. When there are couples out there who can't
have children, and teenage girls giving birth on the street, what right do I have to be upset? But I was.
I turned my thoughts to my unborn baby. I knew he or she couldn't hear me speak, because even if babies can hear
from the womb, this one was only a month along, and probably didn't have ears or a brain yet, but I addressed my thoughts to
him or her anyway. I need to feel like someone was listening to me.
'It's not that we don't want you little one. I've wanted children my whole life, and so has James. You don't know what's
going on out here though. Voldemort is trying to take over. That's where James is tonight, on a special mission from
Dumbledore. It's dangerous. We've both been working in Dumbledore's group since we graduated almost 10 years ago.
We talked about having kids back then too. It's just not fair to bring anybody into this world... when evil could take over at
anytime. Especially when we're the ones fighting it.
'It's dangerous just to be close to us. My parents are dead, but James only contacts his in secret, for fear that
Voldemort will go after them. Don't worry. We'll love you with all our hearts when you get here, and we'll do everything we
can to keep you safe, but I wish you were being born into a safer world. We always said we wouldn't have a baby until
Voldemort was gone. I don't know how I'll tell James. This isn't the world for a child.'
I dried my eyes, but it didn't help. I walked out of the park to the sound of children shouting on the frozen pond. The
lights blurred again as I made my way home, and I went to bed and cried, thinking of my baby and the sad stated of the world
he or she would be born in to.
A/N- Just so I don't get a bunch of flames, let me say that I don't mean that Lily doesn't want Harry. It just seems like everyone
is really happy about Harry being born in most of the fics I read, and it seemed to me that Lily would be really scared to have a
baby with Voldemort running loose. I don't think I'm blatantly going against any facts in the books, but if I am, please tell me.
I'm sorry if the story was awful, I think most of my ideas for fanfics are good, but I always screw up the actual writing of them.
Finally, I'm thinking of making a sequel, so tell me what you think, even if it's something like, "It's all really bad, I think you should
be gone from fanfiction.net."
There's a long A/N at the end of this, but to start off-
This is PG because I don't want anyone mad at me because it's not. No swearing, but some of it may be a little suggestive.
This is my first fan-fic. Please read and review, and constructive criticism is welcome. All flames will be sent back in the form
of exploding Howlers.
Lily and Harry Potter belong to J.K. Rowling, Bloombury, Scholastic, and whoever else. I think the plot belongs to me,
because I've never seen another one like this.
On to the fic-
The woman stood alone in her bedroom. She pointed her wand at her stomach for the second time, and said, "Occupensia." Again a green glow came from the wand. She heaved a sigh, she was pregnant.
The rest of this is from Lily's POV, and it's a little mixed up and confused, because I think that's how she would feel.
The room started to spin. It was too warm, I had to get outside. I grabbed my winter cloak, and walked the short
distance through the night to Gryffindor Park. As I walked my eyes filled with tears. The Christmas lights on the houses I
passed started to blur, until all I could see were red, green, orange, and blue lights, and their reflections in the glittering snow.
I reached the park, and sat down on a bench near the frozen pond.
I'm pregnant, I told myself, then I repeated it out loud. We'd always been so careful. How was I going to tell James?
Then I got angry at myself. I'm 27, and I've been happily married for eight years. When there are couples out there who can't
have children, and teenage girls giving birth on the street, what right do I have to be upset? But I was.
I turned my thoughts to my unborn baby. I knew he or she couldn't hear me speak, because even if babies can hear
from the womb, this one was only a month along, and probably didn't have ears or a brain yet, but I addressed my thoughts to
him or her anyway. I need to feel like someone was listening to me.
'It's not that we don't want you little one. I've wanted children my whole life, and so has James. You don't know what's
going on out here though. Voldemort is trying to take over. That's where James is tonight, on a special mission from
Dumbledore. It's dangerous. We've both been working in Dumbledore's group since we graduated almost 10 years ago.
We talked about having kids back then too. It's just not fair to bring anybody into this world... when evil could take over at
anytime. Especially when we're the ones fighting it.
'It's dangerous just to be close to us. My parents are dead, but James only contacts his in secret, for fear that
Voldemort will go after them. Don't worry. We'll love you with all our hearts when you get here, and we'll do everything we
can to keep you safe, but I wish you were being born into a safer world. We always said we wouldn't have a baby until
Voldemort was gone. I don't know how I'll tell James. This isn't the world for a child.'
I dried my eyes, but it didn't help. I walked out of the park to the sound of children shouting on the frozen pond. The
lights blurred again as I made my way home, and I went to bed and cried, thinking of my baby and the sad stated of the world
he or she would be born in to.
A/N- Just so I don't get a bunch of flames, let me say that I don't mean that Lily doesn't want Harry. It just seems like everyone
is really happy about Harry being born in most of the fics I read, and it seemed to me that Lily would be really scared to have a
baby with Voldemort running loose. I don't think I'm blatantly going against any facts in the books, but if I am, please tell me.
I'm sorry if the story was awful, I think most of my ideas for fanfics are good, but I always screw up the actual writing of them.
Finally, I'm thinking of making a sequel, so tell me what you think, even if it's something like, "It's all really bad, I think you should
be gone from fanfiction.net."