"Pregnant…" He whispered for the tenth time in the last five minutes. His hand had found its way to rest on her stomach; sure, he couldn't feel any fluttering or even magic from its core yet, but just to know that inside her stomach was a baby, his baby. Well, that was the most amazing feeling in the world. He was literally left in awe. A pallid hand came to rest over his, and involuntarily, his turned face-up to hold her much smaller hand into his own.
His burnt umber eyes rose to meet her glistening emerald. "Why are you crying?" He whispered.
"I'm not crying." She denied, sniffling.
"Lily…"
"James, we're in the middle of a war. We're both working for the Order. I've been reading the Daily Prophet every day, and—"
"No," He said harshly. "I'll never let anything happen to you, this baby, or our family." He promised. He knew it was a promise he'd never be able to keep, one cannot prevent what is inevitable from happening. But damn it, he'd die before harm was brought to anyone he cared about. To anyone he could protect. To her.
"The prophecy…"
"Don't."
"We can't just ignore this, James!" Lily shouted, her face flushing with anger. "We're adults now! This isn't like in school, when if we didn't study for a test, and we fail it then it's no big deal. If we fail at this test, it's our lives, or worse; the baby's life…"
"We'll go away then. We'll… I have enough money in Gringotts. We'll withdraw it all and leave in the morning. Just pack a bag each and… and move to another country."
"James…" She smiled sadly. "And what about: Peter, Sirius, and Remus?"
He pressed his lips into a thin line. "They'll be our pets. Remus can be our crazy neighbor."
She rolled her eyes. "James… if any of them is going to be the crazy neighbor, it's going to be Sirius."
James snorted. "You're right." He quickly added on: "You always are, you know." -In a whisper; intertwining their fingers.
She smiled softly, raising her free hand to cup his cheek, her thumb rubbing soothing circles. "I love you, James."
"I love you, too, more than anything."
She released his hand so he could go back to rubbing it in circles on her stomach, a goofy grin playing out on his face that made him look like he was sixteen again and ready to take on the world. She relaxed into the sofa and watched his face as he stared with what she assumed was an awe-inspiring with a hint of apprehension expression. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath her breathing began to even out and become even shallower with each inhale.
She cracked an eye open when she felt his hand stop rubbing though it stayed in place, swallowing all fear she had due to the war and the baby's welfare when she saw her husband, grin still in place, and not one but two tears falling down his face. Her hand raised and her thumb wiped the tears away, his head pushing into the palm for comfort before he reached over to place a kiss to her lips.
That kiss a promise that he would do as he said: Keep not only her safe, but their children, their family.
