8. "I had a dream last night."
Lily x James
A knock at the door roused her from her morbid daydreams. Drawing her wand instinctively, she made her way to the door and opened it a mere fraction.
It looked like her James. She would check though, in these dark days every precaution was taken.
"What is the last thing I said to you?" She said, her wand pointed through the narrow gap at his heart.
"I love you, get killed and I'll never forgive you." He said solemnly, trying not to smile but breaking into laughter at the very end.
She yanked the door open and threw herself at him. He caught her safely and wrapped her tight in his arms. "You know, I'm supposed to check you as well." He grins.
She pulls away to glare at him fiercely, behind the glare he can see that she's upset.
"S'okay, love, I'm home now. Let's go in." He murmured into her hair, he pulled her gently back into the safety of the house, locking the door behind him, mumbling the charms and spells needed to safeguard their house, and sitting down on an armchair, her on his lap.
He kissed her forehead tenderly and then her lips. Something was wrong, he could tell instinctively, he knew her well, very well and he also knew that she would tell him in her own time what was wrong.
Without warning, suddenly tears were gushing down her cheeks and she was clinging to him like a drowning man would cling to a rock.
"Hey, hey. It's alright. I'm here, Lily. It's okay." He soothed, cradling her and her ever growing stomach in his arms.
Pregnancy made Lily weepy. Very weepy.
"I-had- a-a – dream last n-night." She gulped between sobs.
"What about, baby?" He prompted.
"You."
He was secretly elated but decided it would be wise not to actually say so at this point – he still couldn't believe his degree of good fortune in finally getting Lily Evans, Potter, he reminded himself – Lily Potter. Even the slightest sign of her love for him made him want to jump up and down like a little kid in a sweetshop.
"What happened in your dream?"
"Y-you d-died." She stuttered miserably, "Y-you left m-me. Why w-would you l-leave m-me?" She sounds genuinely bewildered, as if this was an actual event not just a dream. He decides not to point this fact out.
"No, no love. I'll never leave you." He said firmly, "Never, okay? I love you, I'm not going anywhere. We'll be together always, me and you and our baby." He laid a hand on her stomach tenderly. She placed hers instantly atop his. "We'll be a family. I'm not dying, Lils. None of us are. We're gonna live, we'll make it, promise."
He was lying, of course – he didn't know that this might be his last day on Earth, he didn't know that one of them might get hurt, he didn't know that no one he knew would die. But he had to believe they would be all okay, he had to keep believing because if he didn't believe that life would get better, well, there would be no point living at all.
