Hello! This is my new document, I have decided to rewrite some of the fanfiction and decided it was too hard to do so with rewriting and replacing documents in my other story, so I will do it here instead! I hope you will enjoy this take on it as well, and the story will be pretty much the same, just with a different writing form and maybe more details. I hope you will enjoy this!

*James' POV*

"C'mon James, you have spent all your time with Lily these past few weeks. C'mon, join us out doing some mischief, mate!" Sirius whined, giving his friend a weak nudge in the side.

James just shook his head in reply, grinning. "You know I can't. I just love her so much you know? And we have a date in the library in half an hour. And NO, you can't come."

"That's it! You are neglecting me. ME. Your best friend, nay, BROTHER."

"Oh, shush you. Just admit it, you love Lily almost just as much as me Padfoot."

Remus chuckled behind them, receiving a short half-hearted glare from Sirius while doing so. The three of them were just walking back from a Quidditch practice, all wet and cold after being out in the snow for so long. It was starting to melt, making the snow extra wet and unbearable. It was late February after all, and soon Spring would set in properly. Many looked forwards to brighter days. Especially with everything that was going on.

"What do you think, though, James? You think you'll end up with her?"

"Yes. Heck, one day I'm going to marry her. I promise you guys.I wouldn't even need any time to think about it. One day I'm going to marry Lily Evans."

James had to take a shower and change before meeting Lily in the library for their study date. They had been dating properly since the very beginning of the year and been friends over half a year before that. He loved every moment he spent together with her, and although their relationship had been progressing really fast, he did not mind one bit. Both of them were very busy, however, with them being Head Boy and Girl, and him being the Captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team. James was just approaching, when he knew that something was wrong. He could see her, sitting in their usual spot further back in the library, by the window where they had shared their first kiss, but she was not her usual bubbly self. He noticed it straight away. She had been crying recently, her eyes were all puffy and still somewhat red, but the rest of her face was pale. She had a pile of books next to her on the desk, but only one of them had even been opened. James approached her carefully, he didn't even dare to grin as he usually would. He just smiled weakly.

"Hey, Lil, what's wrong?" he almost whispered, finding that his voice was suddenly cracking, as he sat down across from her.

Lily looked up at him, and he knew immediately that he had been right. She had been crying. Their eyes met for a few short moments, before she averted them, looking instead down at her Transfiguration book, which had been opened at a random page.

"James…" she began with a low voice, still not looking at him. Dread filled him suddenly. Was she possibly about to break up with him? Had he been such a horrible boyfriend that she did no longer want to be with him?

"Did I do something wrong?" he suddenly interrupted her, the dread getting the best of him.

She looked up suddenly with puzzled eyes, smiling slowly and shaking her head. After a few moments, she took a hold of his right hand, and James immediately felt a little bit more relaxed. Her hands were always so warm and soft, her warmth spreading across his arm like it was a drug. For a few seconds, James forgot altogether about his dread, and could only think about how much he loved the woman sitting across from him. How much he would sacrifice for her, as long as she would never stop loving him. But like every moment, that also passed.

"What's wrong, Lily? Tell me, please."

James watched as Lily took a deep, shaky breath. Her eyes glazed over slightly with tears, but she tried her best to smile weakly, although it did not end up entirely sincere.

"Y-you know how I've been ill a lot these past weeks?" She began, her voice starting to sound a little bit stronger than before.

James nodded, thinking about all the times she had had to run off to throw up for the past couple of weeks, and how she had a cold that seemed to never fully go away, despite help from Madame Pomfrey and various Potions she offered her. "Yes, you've had a harsh cold, wasn't that what Madame Pomfrey called it?"

She nodded. "I went back to the Infirmary today to get a new check up from her since she told me to return by today if I hadn't gotten any better." she stopped again, a couple of tears finally tickling down her cheeks. "S-she tried to run some more tests, James. Turns out I do not have a cold at all…"

"What is it then? Is it serious?" Panic erupted inside of him suddenly, his thoughts flying to all the deadly magical diseases he knew about. From Dragon Pox to any muggle diseases he could recall.

Lily nodded finally, a sob escaping her lips, and she clutched his hand tightly. The two of them just sat there like that for a few minutes, Lily sobbing while he tried to give her whatever comfort he could. James tried to get up to maybe hold her, hug her, but she just gripped his hand more tightly, preventing him from moving. He desperately wanted to ask her what was wrong, to find out what it was, how he could help, but he didn't know how. Some part of him was too scared to find out. It seemed like an eternity had passed when Lily finally spoke up again, and by then even her soft whisper felt like screaming.

"I'm pregnant, James."

"What?" he almost shouted in shock, his eyes widening.

"And I know that it is far too early along for us to have a child together, we haven't even been dating a year, and we haven't even discussed our relationship after we finish school…-"

"- Lily, stop talking," James finally muttered.

"-what?"

"I love you. And, I would spend eternity together with you, if you'd let me. "

Suddenly Lily's eyes widened, and their eyes met. James smiled at her, not regretting for a single moment what he had just confessed to her. He had been in love with her since their very first year of school, and he was not about to stop now.

"Lil, do you want to keep the baby? If you could decide that right now, would you?" he began, not wanting to force her into something just because she saw that he approved.

She dried her cheeks and eyes with the sleeve of her sweater, sniffling a few times as she did so. "Honestly? I'd do it as long as it was together with you. But I'm scared. Are we ready to become parents? What will your parents say?"

"We may not be ready now, but when the baby comes we will be." James smiled, "And don't worry about my parents. They are old, and they love you."

"Really?"

"Would I lie about something like this, Lil? Honestly, they love you like a part of the family already."

Lily smiled, almost like it was the biggest relief that she would be approved by his parents. James just smiled at the girl sitting opposite him. She was so beautiful, it was almost like he had been blind to her true intense beauty, and just now spotted her real form.

"Lily? Will you marry me?" James got up from his chair and knelt down on the dusty library floor, grinning from ear to ear at the woman in front of him.

"Yes."

*Lily's POV*

After graduating from Hogwarts, James asked Lily to move in together with him and his elderly parents until they found a place of their own. Lily moved in instantly, and later that summer the two of them got married in a beautiful summer wedding. The war was progressing dangerously, and no one was safe in the Wizarding world. The two of them, together with Sirius, Remus and Peter joined the Order of the Phoenix fighting against the dark forces of Voldemort full-time and helped protect the innocent and weak. James and Lily continued to live together with his parents for a while and found it hard to find their own place with a child on the way. Although Dumbledore did not like the fact that Lily still fought and tried to protect people despite the fact that she was very pregnant, she was allowed to as her skill level was too valuable. When Death Eaters attacked the town Hogsmead in mid-August 1978, the Potters were some of the first to arrive to protect the villagers against the attacking Death Eaters.

Lily heard the chaos from the moment she apparated on site. People were screaming and running everywhere, and houses were burning. Smoke filled the air, hitting her nose shockingly strong. James was right in front of her, running towards the biggest group of Death Eaters. Order members were appearing steadily, but not quickly enough to get control of the situation. Lily split from the group to tend to any injured and get them out of the immediate fighting zone. The first her eyes landed on was three children that were hunched behind some tables in the middle of the most dangerous fighting. One of them was sobbing, while the other two just looked frozen. Terrified. She ran to them as fast as her legs would carry her, clutching her wand so hard that her wrist was beginning to hurt. The focus of the Death Eaters wasn't on her, though. Not yet. James had caught a lot of them by surprise.

"Hey, I'm going to help you to a safer place," she said quietly to the children. Their eyes widened at the sight of her, but they hurried along with her without any complaints, too scared to object.

The safest place in Hogsmeade was a pub at the very outskirts of the town, and Lily was nearly there when she noticed another child standing behind the corner of a building, paralyzed by fear. She tried to soothe the child, but the little boy just started to cry. It ended up with her having to carry the little boy, slowing them down progressively.

"Alright, stay here until someone comes to fetch you, deal? And keep your heads down, please. "

The second the children were safe inside of the pub, Lily ran back in the opposite direction. The firing off spells could be heard from far away, so she did not even need to think about where she was going. A lot more people had joined the fight by now, on both sides, and she noticed that Dumbledore was there as well. Before she could join James in the fighting, however, she was jumped by two large Death Eaters. She could not tell whom either of the men was due to their skull masks, and she almost wished that she had the same form of anonymity. They neared her dangerously, almost mockingly. It made her stomach sink with dread.

"Expelliarmus!" she shouted, and the man to her right almost did not manage to deflect her spell in time.

With that, the fighting started full time. Although both men were slower than her at casting spells and charms, none of them were slow enough for her to fully gain the upper hand. Lily imagined that they might have thought that she was an easy target, having separated her from the larger group and because she was clearly pregnant. Lily was almost certain that she was going to win when two more men joined the fight. This filled her with enormous dread, and she almost instantly started to create some form of exit plan. She was stubborn, though, and did not want to give in. Not yet.

"Give up, mommy, and maybe we will let you and your child live when we are done!" one of the men shouted mockingly, his voice filled with clear disgust.

"You would like that, wouldn't you!" Lily shouted back, trying to push them back, to gain a better strategic position. She knew that they were trying to push her back into the buildings. They wanted to corner her, and they weren't far from succeeding, which she did not like one bit.

A harsh blow of wind arrived suddenly, making two of the men lose their footing and almost fall. Seeing the small opening, Lily ran through them, knocking over another one in the process. She was almost starting to think that she had made it, that she had succeeded when she was hit by not one, but two spells in the side. Pain shot through her, and she almost fell to her knees right on the spot, had she not known that by doing so she would basically guarantee her own death, so she kept running. Her right hand shot to the gashes that had been formed across her side and upper leg. It was starting to soak, and she knew. She knew immediately that it was her own blood, dangerous amounts of blood. Lily's vision blurred at the edges, and she fell into the grass. If the fighting was still going on as badly as before she did not know. All she could hear was her own rapid breath and heartbeat, and the excruciating pain. At some point, she passed out there, in the grass, and she was sure that she would not wake up again.

*James' POV*

James saw it. Lily was fighting a bunch of Death Eaters, too many. He watched as she desperately tried to flee the situation she knew she couldn't win. He watched her get shot in the side. He screamed her name, fought his way through the Death Eaters he were fighting. Only a minute or two later he was at her side, but she had already passed out. A small pool of her blood was forming at her side, crimson red blood. Tears filled his eyes at the very sight, and he felt sick. Desperately he tried to make her regain consciousness.

"Lily? Lily please, wake up. Wake up. You can't die here! You hear me?" he cried, shaking her pale form, slapping her cheeks lightly.

Dumbledore arrived at his side soon after. James noticed that he said something to him, but he couldn't hear it. Couldn't process it. He just followed him as he charmed Lily's body, and started running towards the school. James didn't know what his plan was, or where they were going. If they were even going to make it at all. All he knew was that he desperately wanted his wife to wake up, to not die. They had entered the first courtyard when Dumbledore suddenly stopped and carefully placed Lily on the ground. James didn't notice it at first, but Dumbledore's Phoenix, Fawkes, was sitting on the ground next to Lily, and Dumbledore was speaking.

"What is it doing?" James whispered, at last, his voice weak like he had been crying heavily. And maybe he had, he couldn't tell.

"A Phoenix's tears has Healing abilities, Mr. Potter. Hopefully, Miss Eva-, I mean, Mrs. Potter will be just fine. The child, however, I cannot guarantee."

James looked at Lily, and he noticed that she was already growing less pale, and looking more alive. For a moment he was relieved beyond measure that she would not die today, but when the moment passed, he knew that if the child was lost, they would both die a little. And if that happened, the Death Eaters had won, after all.

*Lily's POV*

Lily woke up a couple of hours later in the hospital wing, confused and scared of what had happened. There was not a single sound to be heard in the room, and as she sat up carefully she noticed that she was alone. The room was darkened, the only thing illuminating it for her was a dimly lit lamp at her bedside. Almost like they didn't want the light to be bright enough to wake her. After a few minutes of looking around the room, her eyes landed on her own pregnant stomach, and a jolt of fear shot through her. She thought back to the fight, how she had been shot in the side, and she was bleeding, a lot. Carefully Lily lifted the sheets from her body and pulled up her sweater. The wounds that should have been there was nowhere to be seen, not as much as a scar was present.

"Lily, you're awake!"

She looked up quickly, locking eyes with James. Immediately she could tell how stressed and worried he had been, his hair was more messy than usual, and he was still dirty from the fight. He had heavy bags under his eyes, almost as dark as his hair.

"How long have I been out?" she whispered, blinking away the tears. She hated to see him like this, so full of worry.

James walked to her side and sat down next to her on the bed. The mattress gave away slightly under his weight, making her body lean into him. Somehow, having him so near her made her calm. He took her right hand in his, holding it tightly, almost desperately. His eyes focused on the flickering flames of the lamp.

"It's been a little over a day," he paused, cleared his throat shakily, and looked at her, " You almost died yesterday, you know. If Dumbledore hadn't been there, had he not called for his Phoenix to meet us halfway here, you wouldn't have made it."

Her left hand immediately flew to her belly, almost like she couldn't believe it was true. Like she had to touch it to believe it.

"I'm alive, though, and that's what matters."

"We have been waiting for you to wake up for over a day, Lil. Madame Pomfrey told us that if you didn't wake up by tomorrow morning, that you had entered a coma, and possibly wouldn't wake up at all."

A door opened loudly somewhere before Lily could answer, and suddenly Dumbledore and Madame Pomfrey walked in, both looking relieved to see her awake. Madame Pomfrey said something, but Lily could not make out what it was at first. She was too shocked, that she could have ended up in the permanent ward of the hospital with a coma.

"How is the baby?" she spoke up.

The other three adults looked puzzled at her, obviously because she had not been listening to any of what they had been saying.

"I did some tests, and the baby should as far as I can tell, be fine. I cannot tell if it was injured in any way, though."

She breathed a sigh of relief, finally relaxing slightly. She would never have forgiven herself if the baby had died because of her foolishness and stupidity. Despite her young age, she had grown comfortable with the thought of becoming a parent by now, especially with James at her side. He was willing to go to the end of the earth for her, she understood that now.

"Y-you were right James." she began, gulping, "I should take a break from this, at least for a while. Until after I have the baby."

"Yes, it's way too dangerous for both of you right now." he agreed, stroking her hand slightly, "I wouldn't be able to bear losing you both."

Lily nodded, giving him a weak smile. Dumbledore and Madame Pomfrey was smiling comfortingly at her from a few feet away, and she knew that they both agreed too.

"I will keep out of the battle for a while, on one condition."

"What is that?" Dumbledore asked carefully, his piercing blue eyes almost penetrating her mind as he looked at her. His eyes twinkling almost knowingly.

"James, I don't want you out there fighting for a while. At least not until the baby has been born. I won't be able to do this without you."

For a moment it looked like James was about to protest, but he decided against it . Lily thought that maybe he understood why she had presented such a request. Understood how hard it would be for her to stay away from the fight, not knowing whether or not he would make it home to her. So instead he just gave a reluctant sigh and smiled, nodding.

"Okay." he replied, "We both stay away until we have had the baby. And then we can discuss it from there, agreed?"

"Definitely."

*James' POV*

Barely two weeks after they had agreed to stay away from the fight, Lily gave birth. It was a quick labor, and although two months too early, the baby was born without any complications. It was a very beautiful baby, and although tiny, incredibly strong. The baby was born 31. August 1978, and she was named Emerald Lily Potter because her eyes were green. Like her mother's.

"She is so tiny, James," Remus said as he held the baby in his arms, tears in his eyes.

James nodded, smiling broadly at his good friend. He patted his back carefully, all the while looking down at the baby, his little baby daughter.

"It's so amazing, I can hardly believe it. I have known I was going to become a father for months, but it wasn't until I held her in my arms earlier that it truly hit me."

Remus smiled and sat down slowly in one of the chairs in the corner of the room. He moved almost like he was afraid that he would break the baby in his arms

"Where is Lily?"

"She is downstairs together with Sirius and Peter. I told them to get some food into her now that she has a break from the baby."

Remus nodded, not taking his eyes away from the baby for a second. "Have you found a name yet?"

James nodded, grinning from ear to ear. "Meet Emerald Lily Potter, the newest member of the Marauders."

Just then, the tiny form in Remus' arms started to move slightly, and a soft cry filled the otherwise silent room. The sound startled Remus so much that his entire body shook, his eyes widening. Carefully, he began humming some kind of lullaby. James looked in amazement how his good friend tried to calm the baby, although he looked almost terrified while doing it. After a few minutes, she stopped crying, and once again became calm, lying silently in Remus' arms.

"Moony, I have to ask you something." James almost whispered, not wanting to disturb the baby.

Remus, who had been staring intensely at the tiny baby in his arms, looked up quickly, his smile disappearing entirely, his face growing serious.

"I already know what it is," he said, in a low and very serious voice, resting his gaze on the wall behind James. "You don't want me to be around your daughter because you are afraid I might injure her or end up causing her any harm."

James' eyes widened in disbelief. It hurt him how such a close friend of him, a best friend, could think so little of himself. Believe so little in their friendship. He tried to speak, but Remus interrupted him before he could get even one word out.

"N-no, I get it, James, I do. No one would want someone-" he paused for a moment, swallowing hard. "-someone like me, near their children. The risk is just too high. I AM dangerous, after all."

"Moony, no, that isn't it. Not at all."

"It's not?" he spoke with disbelief, his eyes finally meeting James'.

James knelt down next to his friend, never breaking eye contact, and let his hands rest on either side of his thin frame.

"We want you to be her godfather."

Remus' eyes widened, and started filling with tears almost immediately.

"B-but, what about Sirius? Surely you would rather pick him than me?"

He shook his head at him, smiling.

"No, we were thinking about it at first, but a few hours ago when we found out that it was a girl, we decided that you would be a much better fit." James replied quietly, "She will need a role model as she grows up, and Lily and myself wants it to be you. If you'll accept?"

Tears started tickling down Remus's cheeks, slowly first, but by the time James had finished speaking, they were flowing down freely.

"Y-yes, I-i do."