Before Harry
Disclaimer: ya, ya, ya.... You know that I don't own it, and it's in the last chappie anyway.
Summary: In the books it never says Lily has another child. One before Harry. Well this isn't the books, it's my world. Learn how a teen struggles through childbirth, school and work. Raising a kid is hard work and Lily is about to find that out the hard way.
A/n: One of the reasons I updated this fast is because I didn't go to school yesterday. I decided that I didn't want to so I went back to sleep and just stayed home. If my 'rents found out they'd freak but they were at work and what they don't know won't hurt them. I have decide that I will write a page, on paper, for every good review I get. This one is 4 pages long. Now on to my reviewers.
Ariana: I'm sorry that you think that way but I DON'T GIVE A SHIT SO FUCK OFF!!!
LuvAsInfinity: Thank you soo much! I dunno, I'm just evil like that.
MINNIKTY: Thank you, I'm working on it.
Eric2: Yupp, I definetly will. Thanks.
This chapter is dedicated to SiRiUsReMuSjAmEs because they were the first people to review to my fanfic. Thank you sooo much!
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James was still inside me when we woke up but at that point in time it didn't bother us. Until the next morning that is.....
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I hate the sun, or at least I did at that moment. Sunshine is evil in the morning. Especially a morning when you had a hangover. I pulled the blankets over my head and snuggled deeper into the pillow, which, for some reason, were unusually hard. I heard a soft moan that awoke me completely. I opened my eyes to find a sleeping James Potter. He opened his eyes to my stare after a few moments.
"Hello?" It was more of a question than a comment, I think.
"Hi." I replied.
"Did we?" James asked, obviously quite confused.
"Yupp." I said. "Well, if my memory serves me correctly. We met at the club, came back here, had sex and then passed out." I said this like it happened all the time, which, in truth, it didn't. I usually wouldn't go this far after just meeting a guy, but this was different. For instance, I knew that he wasn't a mass murderer, and I knew that he wouldn't kill me or anything like that. Or at least I hoped anyway.
He looked at me with a smirk on his face. "Yes, I think that is how it happened."
No fucking duh. What gave it away? The fact that your dick is still in me? God, he's an idiot. He blushed as I got off of him. I almost laughed at that. James Potter blush? Funny thought. Instead of getting it my clothes, I took his. I put on his boxers and slipped into his shirt.
That's just what I do after sex. I take the guys clothes. It's just a habit. Maybe a very strange one but I don't really care. He got out of bed and put on a pair of his pj pants. We both went into the kitchen, not saying anything.
"So... what do you think of my place?" He asked as he saw me looking around.
"Not too bad." I replied. "Is blue your favorite color or something?" I asked.
His whole apartment was blue. All different shades of blues lined the walls. I was also surprised to find a TV in his living room. I thought he was a pureblood. He was very messy, I noted, kind of like me. Everything looked as if it was just thrown around, which it probably was. The kitchen was also muggle, sporting a microwave.
"Nah, the people who lived here last painted it and I'm just too lazy to change it. They also left a lot of the stuff I have, like pretty much everything that coasts more than a few bucks." James said thoughtfully.
He cooked us breakfast, which consisted of bacon, eggs, and toast. He was actually a decent cook. I've had better but I've also had worse. The worse probably being my cooking. We talked like old friends all through breakfast, which is unusual for me. I would usually have left after I woke up and had a piss. But everything was unusual in this situation. After breakfast I got my clothes and put them in a plastic bag that I found on the floor.
"Am I ever going to get my clothes back?" James asked as I came back into the living room.
"You might." I teased.
He gave me some floo powder and said, "I'll owl you sometime."
"I'm sure you will." I said sarcastically.
The last thing I heard was "Oh, I most definitely will." What that means I'm still not sure.
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A/n: That was 830 words long. If you want James opinion anytime in the story, tell me and I'll put it in. I planned on doing it every other chapter but I don't think I will unless someone wants me to. Luv yah. M.
Disclaimer: ya, ya, ya.... You know that I don't own it, and it's in the last chappie anyway.
Summary: In the books it never says Lily has another child. One before Harry. Well this isn't the books, it's my world. Learn how a teen struggles through childbirth, school and work. Raising a kid is hard work and Lily is about to find that out the hard way.
A/n: One of the reasons I updated this fast is because I didn't go to school yesterday. I decided that I didn't want to so I went back to sleep and just stayed home. If my 'rents found out they'd freak but they were at work and what they don't know won't hurt them. I have decide that I will write a page, on paper, for every good review I get. This one is 4 pages long. Now on to my reviewers.
Ariana: I'm sorry that you think that way but I DON'T GIVE A SHIT SO FUCK OFF!!!
LuvAsInfinity: Thank you soo much! I dunno, I'm just evil like that.
MINNIKTY: Thank you, I'm working on it.
Eric2: Yupp, I definetly will. Thanks.
This chapter is dedicated to SiRiUsReMuSjAmEs because they were the first people to review to my fanfic. Thank you sooo much!
~*~*~ chapter 1 preview ~*~*~*
James was still inside me when we woke up but at that point in time it didn't bother us. Until the next morning that is.....
~*~*~*~
~*~*~*Chåþtê® twø~*~*~*~*
I hate the sun, or at least I did at that moment. Sunshine is evil in the morning. Especially a morning when you had a hangover. I pulled the blankets over my head and snuggled deeper into the pillow, which, for some reason, were unusually hard. I heard a soft moan that awoke me completely. I opened my eyes to find a sleeping James Potter. He opened his eyes to my stare after a few moments.
"Hello?" It was more of a question than a comment, I think.
"Hi." I replied.
"Did we?" James asked, obviously quite confused.
"Yupp." I said. "Well, if my memory serves me correctly. We met at the club, came back here, had sex and then passed out." I said this like it happened all the time, which, in truth, it didn't. I usually wouldn't go this far after just meeting a guy, but this was different. For instance, I knew that he wasn't a mass murderer, and I knew that he wouldn't kill me or anything like that. Or at least I hoped anyway.
He looked at me with a smirk on his face. "Yes, I think that is how it happened."
No fucking duh. What gave it away? The fact that your dick is still in me? God, he's an idiot. He blushed as I got off of him. I almost laughed at that. James Potter blush? Funny thought. Instead of getting it my clothes, I took his. I put on his boxers and slipped into his shirt.
That's just what I do after sex. I take the guys clothes. It's just a habit. Maybe a very strange one but I don't really care. He got out of bed and put on a pair of his pj pants. We both went into the kitchen, not saying anything.
"So... what do you think of my place?" He asked as he saw me looking around.
"Not too bad." I replied. "Is blue your favorite color or something?" I asked.
His whole apartment was blue. All different shades of blues lined the walls. I was also surprised to find a TV in his living room. I thought he was a pureblood. He was very messy, I noted, kind of like me. Everything looked as if it was just thrown around, which it probably was. The kitchen was also muggle, sporting a microwave.
"Nah, the people who lived here last painted it and I'm just too lazy to change it. They also left a lot of the stuff I have, like pretty much everything that coasts more than a few bucks." James said thoughtfully.
He cooked us breakfast, which consisted of bacon, eggs, and toast. He was actually a decent cook. I've had better but I've also had worse. The worse probably being my cooking. We talked like old friends all through breakfast, which is unusual for me. I would usually have left after I woke up and had a piss. But everything was unusual in this situation. After breakfast I got my clothes and put them in a plastic bag that I found on the floor.
"Am I ever going to get my clothes back?" James asked as I came back into the living room.
"You might." I teased.
He gave me some floo powder and said, "I'll owl you sometime."
"I'm sure you will." I said sarcastically.
The last thing I heard was "Oh, I most definitely will." What that means I'm still not sure.
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A/n: That was 830 words long. If you want James opinion anytime in the story, tell me and I'll put it in. I planned on doing it every other chapter but I don't think I will unless someone wants me to. Luv yah. M.
