A/N: Just before I begin chapter 7, I would like to quickly address a few reviews:
Guest: Thank you, that means a lot. I'm not sure why it hasn't been uploading your reviews, but I'm glad that I read it.
Vukk: Though you may not read this, I am going to tell you that this is my first FF story. I apologize if you are not enjoying it, but you are not in any way, shape or form compelled to read it. I do appreciate the review, it's just that yes, it may be a little bit fast (or slow, I couldn't tell what you were implying,) but according to what I know, Sirius 'killed' Peter nearly immediately after what happened to the Potters. Yes, using magic, Sirius could be beaten badly, even in a short amount of time. I apologize that I didn't know whom the Minister was, but I made up a name because it was my only option at the time. I have stated repeatedly that this will not be much of anything like the book, very loosely following the storyline, and I'm not sure why you felt the need to write a review with harsh words, stating at the end that it's "not what you like" while I'm not compelling you to read this. That's all.
Now, onto chapter seven! Enjoy!
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Chapter 7: Childhood 3-5:
Three years later, on July thirtieth, 1983, James, Lily, Frank, Alice, Remus, Sirius, Harry and Neville were gathered around Potter Manor's kitchen table to celebrate Harry and Neville's third birthday, the day of Neville's birthday, only a day before Harry's.
The three years had almost flown by. Now, Harry's little sister, Jessamine Lily Potter, had just turned one, as she had been born on the third of July, to the Potters delight.
Neville had a younger brother, or he would, in about two months, as Alice was seven months pregnant. She and Frank were delighted, as were Lily and James.
Lily added a few more sprinkles to the cake and placed the proper candles in it. The left half had been designed how Neville wanted it, random plants made with icing spurting from every blank area, as Neville had quickly shown an interest in herbs and plants.
Harry, however, clearly took after James, as he had asked for his half, the right half, of the cake to be designed as Quidditch pitch, which had taken Lily endless hours to create, using blues, whites, grays, and many other colors, with gold, black, and red dots, to represent the Quidditch balls.
She lit the candles using her wand, and then brought the cake into the kitchen, looking around at the people she liked to call family. Alice was sitting, chatting with Sirius, a hand on her large stomach. Remus was trying to keep Harry and Neville from using James's wand to transfigure the party hats (the boys had already been taught a lot of magic, as Lily and Alice had insisted,) and Frank was talking to James, whom had Jessamine cradled in his arm. She already looked much like Lily, with bright red hair and bright green, almond-shaped eyes.
Everyone turned when Lily entered, and she grinned when both Neville and Harry rushed at her, scrambling to get a look at the cake she had purposefully kept secret from them. She shooed them away playfully and placed the cake on the table, the rest of the adults oohing and ahhing over the gorgeous designs.
She saw Sirius and Frank snapping pictures, just before she picked up a large knife and began cutting the cake. Like everything else, she could've done it with a spell, but after Neville, Harry, and Jessamine, she and Alice had learned they preferred to do some things the muggle way.
As she doled out the cake, she had to literally stop the boys from having a contest to see who could throw the cake farthest. She dropped her arm in front of them as they sneakily made their way to the door, unaware each adult in the room was watching them, snickering.
"I don't think so, boys." Lily chastised, leading them back to the table.
Harry pouted, the spitting image of James. "Mummy, I wanna throw cake with Neville." He whined.
Lily shook her head. "No, Harry."
Harry huffed, then pointed to his little sister, sleeping in James's arms. "Then Jessie have cake."
Lily shook her head again, amused.
Harry crossed his little arms. "Mummy, Jessie wants cake." He insisted.
Lily gave him a stern look, and he huffed once more, then picked up a piece of cake with his tiny hand and shoved it into his mouth, causing Lily to burst out laughing.
Christmas the next year was more than interesting. By then, Gregor Frank Longbottom was one year and three months old, Jessamine was two and a half, and the boys were finally old enough to partly understand what Christmas meant.
When Lily woke up that morning to Jessamine's cries, she quietly thanked the fact that she and James had sectioned off each bedroom wing, each big enough to be a small apartment of bedrooms, to each of their friends. Lily and James, as well as Harry and Jess, had the master wing, while the Longbottoms had a wing, Sirius had a wing, and Remus had a wing, plus six other unused wings.
Lily stepped into her daughter's room, then bent down to pick up Jess, smiling softly as the baby's cries died to whimpers, just from being in her mother's arms. It made Lily grin every day, just to see her children interacting.
She sat in the white rocking chair and slowly oved back and forth. "Baby girl, let me tell you a story." She grinned, knowing the story she would tell. "Once upon a time, there was a boy named James, and he loved a girl named Lily with all his heart, but she wouldn't give him the time of day, because she thought him a rude, inconsiderate, egotistical prat of a person.
"Finally, one day, Lily gave in. She told James that one date was all he was getting from her. But, halfway through that date, Lily realized she might actually like James . . . a lot."
Caught up in the memory, Lily didn't notice when James slowly walked into the nursery, carrying a drowsy-looking Harry, then sat on the ground, and continued the story.
"So, James tried all he could to have Lily go on one more date with him, but she was avoiding him. For a whole week, she stayed away, and then one day, while James was all alone in the Hogwarts owlery at night, Lily came in and threw her arms around him.
"Lily had just been told that her parents had been killed by a terrible, terrible man and his followers. Her sister made it out okay, but Grandma and Grandpa Evans died." James gestured for Lily to continue the story for their children.
She did. "And then, Lily and James made up, only to find out a little later that James parents, Charlus and Dorea, had also died at the hands of this man and his followers.
"This brought Lily and James closer than ever. They were always around each other, and as soon as they were out of school they got married and enrolled in auror training." Lily motioned to James.
He continued, grinning. "But then, Lily had to drop out of being an auror for a while, because she and James were expecting to have a baby, who turned out to be this wonderful little boy here, Harry James Potter."
Lily smiled, looking at her son and daughter. "And then, almost two years later, Jessamine Lily Potter was born and Lily and James were delighted. Now, they live with their best friends, Uncle Sirius, Uncle Remus, Uncle Frank, and Auntie Alice." Lily concluded, the grin spread wide on her face.
Both Lily and James, grinning like idiots, sat there and enjoyed the moment with their children, as well as each other.
It was twenty minutes before they simultaneously stood, their kids babbling excitedly, Harry actually talking and Jessie babbling in non-understandable baby language.
The four of them went downstairs, to find the huge tree filled below with dozens of presents. Alice, Frank, Neville and Gregor were already down there, Neville squirming at the wait.
It only took another two minutes for Remus to come down, and then Sirius, and then the kids tore into the many, many, many presents.
One year later, when Harry and Neville were four, on a warm September day, Lily and Alice took the boys to a muggle playground, not far from the secluded area of Potter Manor.
Though they had a playground in their backyard at the Manor, it was nice for both Alice and Lily, as well as the boys, to get out farther and meet other children.
Alice adjusted Gregor in her arms. He was now two, with Jessamine being three. It was a slightly windy day, so, as Alice talked, Lily adjusted Jessamine's jacket and let her go play, keeping a close eye on all three children.
"This is a nice park." Alice said, "Maybe you guys could add another slide to the one at the Manor."
Lily nodded absentmindedly. Something was off, she could feel it. She couldn't place her finger on the odd thing, though, not until she turned around, to see a woman holding a chubby little blonde boy, a woman with a very long neck, and chin-length blonde hair, and a woman whom Lily, after almost five years, could never forget.
Her sister, Petunia Dursley.
A/N 2: Hey guys. SO I wanted to get one more chapter out before I leave for a few days. Sorry about the cliffy, haha! Anyways, we have beaten our review goal, with SIX reviews! Thanks to everyone who reviewed. We are now at NINETEEN follows, with ELEVEN favorites. Oh, I love you all, especially the ABS FAM:
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