"Lily! I'm home!" James Potter called out, as he apparated into their small cottage at Godric's Hollow, "Lils?" He yells again, after recieving no reply. James casually kicks of his shoes, removes his coat, tucking his wand into his back pocket.
"I'm... in the bathroom." She calls back quietly, he voice breaking. James knows her better than anyone, and he knows that she's been crying. Bounding up the stairs, he calls,
"You coming out? What's wrong, Hun?" He bangs into the bathroom door at the top of the stairs, proceeding to knock like a mad man on the door.
"Um... No i think I'm going to stay in here for a while." She whispers, "I'm fine, honestly James."
"You know I love you, but I swear to all that is holy, I will drag you out of there by force if necessary." James replies calmly. Slowly, the lock turns and the door opens, revealing a obviously distressed Lily. Her fiery hair was a mess, tears having created pathways down her pale face. It broke James.
"I'm pregnant."