A/N - OK, sorry! Sorry! I wanted to get New Me finished before my birthday (31st of July...oh yeah, that's right! ;) but that just isn't going to happen...
Anyway, sorry for the delay...I really am! I wanted to get Lily's pregnancy over and done with so I could focus on the good stuff :D But, again, that didn't happen. I think the ending is a great place to end for this chapter...so...tell me if you agree ;)
speedsONEandONLY - I think you might like the beginning of this chapter.
There's also a lot of hints at things to come in this chapter ;)

Disclaimer - I do not own Harry Potter.


Scorpius P.O.V

"Daddy! Daddy!" A little boy came running into the room as I stepped out of the fireplace. As I held my arms open, he jumped into them. "Daddy! I missed you! There's too many girls in this house!" He frowned, making his nose crinkle. He looked so much like Lily, except his white blonde hair, it made me smile.

"Guess what? I hided Tory's doll again! Don't tell her but it's under Mummy's pillow!" He whispered into my ear, giggling slightly.

"Come on kiddo, you know your sisters are going to give you hell for that." I laughed, walking through to the kitchen carrying him in my arms. I felt my smile widen at the sight of the identical blonde twins sat at the table, coloring their pictures in quietly and the sight of the little red haired girl sat on the counter beside an oven with several pans on top. Every now and then she would add something into one of them and stir them with a wooden spoon.

"Where's my favorite girls at?" I called loudly, making each and every one of them look up at me. The twins, identical in even what they were wearing, both grinned before they returned to their drawings, my little cook waved me over energetically.

"Mummy's letting me help make dinner, Dad! Taste it!" She carefully spooned a bit of the sauce out of one of the pans and held it for me to taste.

"That is the best sauce, I have ever tasted." I smiled when I tasted it. She gave me a smirk and looked smug. "Just don't tell Mummy." I winked at her before leaning in to give her a kiss on her cheek.

"Don't tell Mummy, what?" I turned to see Lily stood in the doorway, young toddler hiding behind her legs. "Come on, Maddison, you can stop hiding." She sighed and bent over to pick our youngest daughter up from the floor.

"Tory, watch yourself on those pans, they're hot; Ruby, Jade, I swear if you two get those pens on my table I will throw them in the bin. Why Granddad Harry got you muggle colouring sets is beyond me. Drake, why did I find, Tory's doll under my pillow? You know she doesn't like you in her room." Lily told all the kids as she lifted Maddison into her high-chair at the table. "Welcome home, honey." She turned to me and kissed me lightly.

I kissed her back, and only stopped when the twins and Tory all started giggling loudly.

"I've decided." Lily told me as we all sat round the table ready to eat the food her and Tory had made. She sat beside Drake and I sat beside Maddison with the older girls in between us. "A name." She added when I shook my head at her.

"Rebecca." Lily smiled at me. "No middle name, just Rebecca Malfoy. What do you think?" I nodded slowly as I thought it over...Rebecca Malfoy. Becky Malfoy. Bex Malfoy.

"Bex Malfoy. I like that." I nodded and grinned at her. "No middle name though? Why?"

"Well, normally middle names are given for people, Lily Luna, Ruby Ginevra, Jade Astoria, Tory Dominique, Drake Harry, Maddison Taylor - although I'm still unsure how you got me to name our daughter after two of your best friends." She rolled her eyes as she sliced up Drake's vegetables for him.

"Rebecca Lily?" I suggest quietly. Lily looked speechless for a minute before she smiled softly.

"Who's, Rebecca Lily?" Jade asked quietly, looking up from her plate.

"Your new sister." Lily and I both answered in unison.

A throbbing pain in my ribs woke me from my dream, a throbbing pain that kept getting stronger and more frequent.

"Hey!" I heard somebody hiss. "You do not smile like that while you're spooning my sister!" I groaned when I heard Albus's voice.

"Dude, I nearly died yesterday. Prodding my stab wounds, it really hurts!" I snapped back, I knew he wouldn't let me go back to sleep so I sat up gently, careful not to jostle Lily and wake her up. I ignored the pain that came when I moved and just focused on keeping Lily still.

"She isn't made of glass, you know." James sniggered. I was surprised at his voice, I half expected Albus to be here, but not James. Looking round I was surprised to see my parents, Lily's parents, James, Selena, Albus, Maddy Goyle and Taylor Zabini sat round my bed.

"I thought you were in New Zealand?" I smirked at Taylor who smirked back and shook his head.

"I was, but then I got a urgent message from Maddie saying you had died and I needed to get back for your funeral. Imagine my disappointment when I got here to find you still breathing." He joked, making most of the people round my bed laugh, except my mother and Ginny.

"I'm sorry, mate. I'll try harder next time." I smiled. "What are you all doing here? Don't you lot have work to do?" I looked round at everybody curiously.

"I'm on sick leave until Wednesday." Selena shrugged, wincing slightly.

"I don't start training for another couple of weeks, thought I'd come see how you were." James yawned.

"I am working, I wanted to go to the office but apparently that's insensitive." Albus muttered, I looked back at him and laughed. He was sat in one of the muggle suits he wore everyday, with a tray that the Healers served food on in his lap, folders and papers sat on top of it. He didn't look up as he spoke and just continued to read from a piece of paper, occasionally scribbling something down.

"It is! He nearly died -" Maddie snapped with a bit of a glare.

"Nearly is the key word there, Goyle." Albus cut her off without even looking up from the paper. "That reminds me; Scorpius, Selena, as your representative from the Magical Law department, would you like to sue for compensation?" He looked up from his papers with a smirk on his face. he winked at Harry who just laughed lightly.

"Nah, I'm good." I sighed and held back a laugh.

"Damn, I'll get you one day, Dad -" Albus laughed but he stopped when Lily sat up straight, hand over her mouth.

"Where's the bathroom?" She asked, her eyes wide and hand still covering her mouth.

"Out the door and fifth on the right -" My mother told her, Lily had ran from the bed before she even finished.

Morning sickness.

I made to get out of the bed to follow her, but Ginny put her hand on my arm and gave me one of her looks. "She's been complaining of a stomach bug for the past few days. I'll go check on her." She nodded at me once before she left the room.

Of course Ginny would know, when we all went on missions, Ginny spent most of her time with either James or Lily. If Ginny was with Lily when she realised she was pregnant, she'd have comforted her and most likely talked her round to the idea of having a baby.

"She did look a bit peaky yesterday." Albus commented with a shrug, he then returned to his paperwork.


Lily's P.O.V.

As I was leaning over the toilet, heaving my insides up, I felt somebody's hands in my hair, pulling it out of my face.

"One of the downsides to pregnancy, I'm afraid." I heard Mum laugh quietly. I didn't say anything, I couldn't say anything, not with everything in my stomach making a fresh appearance.

Mum waited with my while I finished throwing up, and then when I went to the sink to rinse my mouth out, she smiled knowingly and fished a bottle of mouth wash, a toothbrush and a small tube of toothpaste out of her bag.

"I once threw up right in the middle of a lunch with Kingsley Shackelbolt." Mum told me fondly as she watched me brush my teeth. "Now, was that with Albus or you? It was completely random, one minute your father and I were sat with him, your Aunt Hermione and Uncle Ron and the next, I had to run for the bathroom. Ah! It was you! Hermione and Ron were trying for Hugo at the time." She nodded.

I spat the toothpaste out of my mouth before I answered. "You and your brother talked about trying for a baby?" I asked her. If James or Albus even approached the subject of sex with me, I'd jinx them so they'd never be able to do the act themselves.

"No, my best friend and I talked about trying for a baby. Just like your father and his best friend talked about trying for a baby," Mum laughed, "be warned, Albus is Scorpius's best friend, he'll want to talk to his best friend about the joys of pregnancy and fatherhood." She reminded me as we walked from the bathroom.

"Yeah, well I'm just glad my best friend is a lesbian. No worries about her talking about falling pregnant." I laughed with Mum, who only smiled and shook her head. When we reached the room where Scorpius, Uncle Ron and Dominique were at, I looked round to see who exactly was here. Rose and Hugo were sat at Uncle Ron's bed, both of them asleep with their heads on his mattress. I could see two bulky bags at the foot of the bed, the pair of them must have been travelling through the night. Aunt Hermione was sat holding her husbands hand with one of hers, while the other was going through her sons as he slept.

Around Dominique's bed were her parents and Victoire, who was wearing her Healer robes. Aunt Fleur looked tired and Uncle Bill was clearly trying to persuade her to sleep, she wasn't even listening to him I don't think, she was too busy stroking her daughters hand gently.

My father, brothers, Selena, Taylor, Maddy and Scorpius's parents were sat round his bed, all of them looking at a young woman who was wearing the same robes as Victoire.

"It's the hospital policy, I'm afraid, Mr. Malfoy." The Healer has a very timid, quite nervous voice and she kept looking from Scorpius, to my Dad, to his Dad nervously.

"So, let me get this right. He goes out and risks his life every single damn day so he can make the wizarding world a safer place, make our world a safer place. He gets fatally injured during one of those days and your kicking up a fuss because he and his girlfriend were spooning?" I bit my lip to stop myself from laughing out loud. Trust Dominique to say something like that. Apparently everybody was thinking the same because nearly everybody smiled or tried not to smile.

"I'm afraid it is hospital policy and we have to enforce -" The Healer began again before Dominique cut her off, again.

"And its my personal policy to hex complete and utter morons. Do you want me to enforce that?" Dominique snapped at her again. "You have read his notes - our notes, I presume?" She raised an eyebrow at the Healer who didn't even have time to answer before Dominique was raging again.

"Well if you had, you'd know that all three of us in this damn room are lucky to be alive. We. Almost. Died. Now, so stupid of me, I thought that'd mean we'd get some peace and bloody quiet to rest in? Why don't you take your little self of to the staff room and revise from the help books they give you. Go on, off you pop, kid." The young Healer, who really only looked to be eighteen at the most, looked around at everybody before she briefly apologized for upsetting Scorpius and Dominique and left the room. I could of swore I heard her sob as she walked past me.

"What on earth was that about?" Mum asked slowly when the door shut quietly.

"Scorpius was getting told off for him and Lily sleeping in the same bed." James smirked.

"So, Dominique decided to jump down the Healer's throat and make her cry." Albus sniggered. He was looking through some papers that were on a tray on his lap and didn't look up from them as he spoke.

I didn't reply to them, I just moved to sit in an empty chair beside Scorpius's bed. "How are you today?" I asked him gently, he took my hand and wrapped his fingers around mine.

"Pretty good, considering. How're you?" He asked me.

"Fine, that must have just been something I ate." I lied, he knew I was lying but seemed to understand that we needed to talk before we told people.

"Aha!" We all jumped, Scorpius and Dominique both grunting in pain when they jumped, in surprise at Albus's triumphant grin. "Sorry, but I've just finally found proof that shows the husband of my client was cheating throughout their entire marriage!"

Dominique threatening the Healer was the most eventful thing to actually happen all morning. Eventually everybody started to go home or work, Albus left first. He said he wanted to show his client his evidence, which we all understood meant he was going to 'comfort' her as she learned her husband was never faithful. Taylor and Maddy left soon after that, assuring Scorpius they'd both be back later to see him, or as Taylor put it, "I'll be back to see if you aren't dead yet. Just hurry and kick the bucket dude, I've got my eye on a couple of your things."

My parents left after that, Mum had an article to hand in, Dad had reports to read and other injured Auror's to visit. Mum also winked at me slyly and told us all she had things to hunt out of the attic. James and Selena went home after them, Selena saying she was tired and James was brutally and disgustingly honest in his excuse. "My wife has been gone for a week, I need some tender love and care."

It was just me, Scorpius and his parents. Draco was quiet all morning, but that didn't surprise me. Whenever he was around my family he was quiet and preferred to sort of sit in the background and not bring attention to himself. Astoria on the other hand, she fussed over Scorpius, fussed over me, fussed over Draco and when Uncle Bill finally persuaded Aunt Fleur to go home and sleep and change, she fussed over Dominique.

It was when she was making sure Dominique's bandages weren't itching or causing her fuss, that Draco made Scorpius and I both completely speechless.

The three of us were just sat in a comfortable silence, I was stroking Scorpius' arm gently, he was reading a magazine and Draco was sat reading the Daily Prophet, when Draco folded the paper up and looked at the both of us.

"So," He made the pair of us look at him in surprise, my Uncle Ron was still in his bed and the two of them never normally got on with each other so they both usually kept quiet when in the same room. "when is my grandchild due?" Draco asked us quietly, quiet enough so that only the two of us heard it.

"Dad -" Scorpius looked surprised and looked at me quickly. I was too speechless to say anything. "Dad, I...we..."

Draco just laughed and shook his head. "Son, I am not an idiot, don't treat me like one. It's pretty obvious you're pregnant Lily, you're glowing, you threw up as soon as you woke up, you had to cover your mouth and nose when Selena and James handed out the coffees, and you both muttered the word baby repeatedly in your sleep." He chuckled. I felt my mouth fall open in surprise.

"It's alright, I'll keep your secret." Draco chuckled and shook his head one more time before he picked the newspaper up and disappeared behind it once more.

Scorpius and I looked at each other in silent shock for a minute before we both smiled at each other.


Scorpius and Dominique weren't allowed to be released for another few days, which meant I spent all my time at the hospital. Scorpius convinced me to go home for a few hours, to change, eat, shower and sleep. Since Dominique scared that young Healer away, only two Healers came back into the room while I was there, Victoire and a very handsome looking young male Healer, they seemed to be the only two who weren't afraid that Dominique would actually kill them.

Dominique herself, she was proving to be a very difficult patient. She was snapping at everybody, growling at her visitors, being rude and being generally a pain in the neck.

Both Dominique and Scorpius had been in the hospital from work many times before, and Dominique was never this bad.

"Hey! Malfoy! They're ready for you." I turned away from Scorpius to see Dominique being wheeled back on to the ward, she looked a little pale and her smile looked strained. The male Healer, Declan, gently helped her out of the wheelchair and carefully lowered her back into her bed, her parents were sat round her bed and watched her carefully, probably expecting her to have a go at Declan.

"I don't know what was on that knife, but its hurting like a bitch." Dominique said through gritted teeth. She was gripping the bars on her bed so tight her skin had turned deathly white around her knuckles.

"What do you mean? Ready for me?" Scorpius asked her cautiously, he glanced at the Declan who went to write in a folder at the bottom of Dominique's bed.

"Examination, front and back. I'm telling you now, kid, if that old cow is as rough tonight as she was just then, I will hex her so bad she'll be in the bed beside me. Then we'll see how she likes somebody jabbing her with that damn metal rod." Dominique warned Declan, who only laughed lightly and shook his head.

"Have you had any lunch, Scorpius? Victoire wrote on your notes you don't like hospital food?" Declan asked Scorpius as he moved to his bed and picked his folder from the bottom of his bed.

"What damn metal rods?" Scorpius asked him, ignoring his question.

"I don't know, Mr. March over there came in about an hour ago and told me I had an examination. He took me in the room and then this old cow jabbed me with a metal rod. Over every damn place that damn knife stabbed me." Dominique cursed, ignoring the tut that Aunt Fleur gave her.

"The poison from the knife that was handed in has come back with high results, we need to run some tests on both of you to see how your body's are reacting to the poison." Declan told Scorpius patiently. I listened to him eagerly too. "As I explained to Dominique, these tests are vital and it is important we do them as soon as possible."

"He hasn't eaten, his parents are bringing him in some lunch." I told Declan before Scorpius had a chance to say he'd already eaten. "They'll be about an hour."

Declan nodded and told us he'd be back for Scorpius in an hour and a half.

As soon as the door shut behind him, Scorpius looked at Dominique. "What damn metal rods?" He repeated. "Nobody told me anything about jamming me with metal rods!"

"Oh man, this big cow, seriously she could give Hagrid a run for his money, practically held me down and rammed every single wound with this long metal thing. Looked like a wand, but it was bigger than any damn wand I've ever seen." Dominique told Scorpius seriously. I heard both her mother, my mother, who was visiting with my father, and Aunt Hermione gasp at Dominique's language. "I swear, I was tempted to jump up and shove that metal wand right up her -"

"Dominique!" Her mother snapped. "That is enough! Your language and attitude, it needs to change!" Aunt Fleur had slowly and gradually been reaching her boiling point over the past few days.

"The Healers in this hospital, they are giving their time and effort to help you recover and you are not helping them! I am sick and tired of hearing you complain and whine about how they treat you and -" Aunt Fleur was in her stride, she wasn't yelling, she was just calmly telling Dominique how it was.

"Then don't." Apparently, Dominique didn't want to hear it. "I don't ask you to come here every damn day. I don't ask you to come and sit with me and hold my hand. I don't ask you to sit and hear me whine and complain about how they treat me!" Dominique snapped at her mother. I, like the others, watched with a held breath as Aunt Fleur looked at her daughter with a calm expression. Uncle Bill, who was sat beside his wife, was looking at his daughter through narrowed eyes.

My parents were watching the scene unfold with uncomfortable faces, as was Aunt Hermione and Uncle Ron from his bed. Hugo and Polly, who were sat with Uncle Ron and Aunt Hermione both looked uncomfortable also.

"You aren't in the right mood. I'm going to go home and give you some space." Aunt Fleur cleared her throat and stood from her seat. She didn't lose her cool once, she still kept dignified and in control of her emotions. "I'll see you in a couple of days, darling. I love you. Send for me if you need me." She smiled at her daughter and nodded to everybody else before she left the room, head held high.

"That was out of order, Dominique." Uncle Bill said sternly. "Your mother and I will be back in a couple of days, I expect an apology for her when we do return." He leant down to kiss his daughters head before he followed his wife out of the room. Dominique didn't say anything to the rest of us, she picked her wand up from the bedside cabinet and flicked it lazily, causing the curtains to close round her bed.

"It's about time Fleur checked her." Mum sighed, looking at Dominique's bed.

"Ginny, she has had a traumatic experience. She nearly died a few days ago, she -" Dad started to defend her but Mum waved it off.

"So did Scorpius, so did Ron! They're not biting everybody's heads off!" She pointed out. I didn't say anything, I just let out a breath I didn't even know I was holding in and stood from my seat. "I'll be back in a minute." I muttered, I walked away before they could stop me and quickly pulled one of Dominique's curtains down, walked in on her private space and closed the curtain behind me. I grabbed her wand since mine was in my jacket pocket on my chair, and waved it over the curtains, silencing the space.

"You know if you wanted to silence something, it should have been the space around Scorp's bed." Dominique muttered, she didn't look up at me, she was just looking at her fingers, which were fiddling with a piece of loose bandage from her chest.

"Dommie," I moved to sit on her bed and put my hands on top of hers. "Dommie-Dommykins?" I used the nickname she hated to try and cheer her up.

"Yes, Lily-poo?" She looked up at me and smirked with that wicked glint in her eye.

"What's wrong? You were really quite hateful to your Mum." I asked her gently. She looked at me for a full minute before she shrugged and looked at our hands which were still inter-locked.

"I know, I'll apologise. It's just...I hate this. I hate being hurt and not being able to do anything." She mumbled. I arched an eyebrow and scoffed.

"Bullshit. You're a terrible liar." I didn't believe her, normally after a mission, Dominique loved to relax a little bit. Fair enough she was injured, but she still normally didn't mind a little resbite.

"I know you are lying. Tell you what...tell me the truth and I'll tell you a secret." I teased her. If there was one thing that Dominique couldn't resist, it was gossip and secrets.

"What secret?" She asked me straight away. "I'm not telling you until you tell me why you're being a pain in the arse." I shook my head and looked at her square in the eye, she didn't say anything for a minute, she just looked at me.

"Fine!" She muttered, laying back against her pillows. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes as she spoke. "I...well...I nearly died." Dominique muttered.

"Yeah...so did, Scorpius and Uncle Ron -"

"No, I nearly died. Before I came around...I...I...saw...I mean," She took another deep breathe and ran a hand through her hair. "While he was stabbing me, I could feel the knife go through me, I could feel the poison run through my body and I could feel..."

"Dominique, if you're afraid or if you don't want to do this any more, retire. Nobody will judge you, nobody can judge you. You've nearly died doing this job so many times and -"

"I'm not afraid...well, I am but, I'm not if you know what I mean?" She rambled, she opened her eyes and I noticed that they were slightly glassed over and her bottom lip was quivering. "I mean...I'm scared of what I saw and what I felt and what I thought." Dominique was openly sobbing now.

Dominique never cried, the last time I saw Dominique cry was when she told me about her sexuality when she was sixteen. The sight of Dominique crying in bed, it worried me slightly.

"Dominique..."

"I...Lily, look, you remember when we were younger? The Summer before we went to school? And our parents told us about the war? Really told us about the war? We went to Gran's that night and she showed us pictures of Uncle Fred?" I nodded slowly, why was she telling me this?

I remembered it clearly, my parents sat me down and explained everything. Before that they told us they both helped fight in the war, but a couple of days before I was to go to Hogwarts for my first year, they explained everything; how my Dad got the philosophers stone in his first year, how my mother got possessed by Voldemort in her first year...they told me everything. Roxy, Lucy, Dominique and Hugo got the same story, when we went to Grandma Molly's and Granddad Arthur's for dinner later that night, Gran got some photo albums out and showed us photo's of our parents when they were younger.

Including Uncle Fred.

"Well...I don't know why...or how...but, look, after he stabbed me for the tenth time, I must have lost a lot of blood. Well, I, well I sort of went." Dominique whispered. "I must have blacked out or something...instead of seeing everybody fighting and hearing myself scream and Scorpius yell and cry out...I saw myself on like a beach, or it looked like a beach. There was a boat, right in front of me. I was stood in the water, it wasn't cold and it wasn't warm...it was just nice and cool and fresh. I could see a lot of people on the boat...some of them looked familiar." She was still whispering, she wasn't even looking at me, or anything really. She was just staring ahead.

"Familiar? Like who? Me? Luce? Rox? Louis, Vic?" I asked her carefully. She was really beginning to scare me.

"No...familiar like my Grandmother Appoline and Uncle Fred. He really looks like Uncle George, or a younger version with both ears." Dominique finally looked up at me, fresh tears falling down her cheeks. Even in this state of distress, anybody would compliment Dominique on how beautiful she looked. She looked like a little crying angel. "Lillu, I really nearly died. I think...I think if I wanted to, I could have." She admitted.

It took me a minute to work out what she was telling me. She had the choice? To go on, or to stay? She actually very nearly died. Just like...

"You mean like how my Dad says he did in that forest?" I asked her, when she nodded slowly I felt the tears well up in my own eyes.

"Dominique..."

"And I remember actually taking a step towards that boat when something clicked. If I went back, I'd be given another chance. Another chance to live my life right." She nodded slowly, a small scowl of confusion forming on her face. "Lily...there's something missing in my life. I need to find that hole and fill it. Then, then my second chance won't be wasted."


Two weeks after Dominique's little tale, Scorpius and Dominique were released from the hospital, both under strict instructions to not do anything that could cause great stress to their bodies. Normally when the Healer would say something like that, Dominique would make an innuendo, but this time she just nodded and accepted the help her mother offered her.

Everybody noticed the change in Dominique, and my mother told me that Aunt Fleur and Uncle Bill were worried another period of depression was going to make an appearance, it took me a full day to convince my mother that Dominique would be fine in a couple of days.

As selfish as it sounded, I had bigger problems than Dominique and her quest for the missing holes in her life. I was now eleven weeks pregnant and Scorpius and I hadn't had a chance to discuss the baby properly. We'd only had small, quiet, conversations since I told him I was pregnant since a member of my family was always in the room with us. I didn't sleep at the hospital with Scorpius again, he assured me that he'd be fine by himself and convinced me to go home every night.

But now we were both home, my Dad had given both Dominique and Scorpius another week to recover fully before he wanted them back at work; and we both needed to have a discussion about our future.

As Scorpius settled himself on the sofa watching the muggle television, I went to the bedroom to unpack his bag for him. After I unpacked, I looked around the room, picturing my crib at the foot of the bed like Mum suggested weeks ago. I could see the white crib settled there, with a little baby in white bundles sleeping in it, Scorpius and I sat on the bed just watching it sleep quietly. I smiled and put my hands on my stomach again, looking in the mirror for my reflection.

I was now eleven weeks pregnant and didn't really look it, my stomach was still flat and my breasts weren't any bigger. On a whim, I grabbed one of Scorpius' jumpers from his section of the wardrobe and scrunched it up into a ball and put it under my shirt.

"Wow, you popped that up quick. Ten minutes ago you didn't have a bump." I jumped at the sound of Scorpius's voice and turned to see him sat on the bed, watching me with a mocking grin.

"I'm just seeing what it'll be like...being fat." I shrugged and looked back at my reflection.

"You won't be fat." Scorpius sighed and came to stand behind me. "You'll be even more beautiful than you are now." He sighed as he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me so I was resting against his chest. He then moved his hands so they were on top of mine and the 'bump.'

"Beautiful." He murmured before he pressed his lips to my neck. I turned in his arms and wrapped my own around his neck at the same time he moved his lips up my neck and on to my face.

"Babe, the Healer said nothing that'll create more stress." I murmured, he ignored me and walked backwards until he reached the bed, there he let himself fall so me and him landed on the bed with a muted thump!

"Believe me, baby, the only stress you've caused me over the years has been in my mind." He smirked before he flipped me so I was laying on the bed and he was hovering over me, propping himself up on his knees.

"Babe, no. Not until you are one hundred percent better." I laughed, I laughed even more when he pouted. He looked like a child who had had their favorite toy taken from them.

"What? I am better! Come on, two weeks I was in that hospital and then I was gone for a week before that. I've missed you." He whispered as he fell back down, I turned on my side so I was facing him. That turned out to be a big mistake because he hooked his arm around my waist and pulled me closer. When I was firmly pressed up against him he slowly put one hand up my shirt and began to tickle my back gently.

"And," He muttered, kissing the tip of my nose lightly. "I. Know. You. Have. Missed. Me. Too." He met every word with a kiss on different parts of me; my cheeks, my forehead, my lips, my chin, my neck and then finally on the part of my neck where it formed into my shoulder. I shivered involuntarily, that was always my weak spot and he knew it.

"Scorpius, we really need to -" I tried to stop him but he put his mouth over mine and quickly took control. I felt his tongue separate my lips and then quickly trace every part of my mouth. His other hand went into my hair and pulled it slightly.

"We really need to what?" He pulled away from me and smirked up at me, knowing full well he had just won this round.

"I don't remember." I muttered before I my hands in his hair and pulled his head towards mine.


"I remember now." I sighed, we were both laid in bed, Scorpius had both his arms around me and he seemed to be dozing slightly. We were both laid on our sides and I could see he desperatly wanted to sleep.

"Remember what baby?" He muttered sleepily.

"I remember what we needed to talk about." He opened his eyes slightly but looked as if he was going to close them in the next second. "Scorpius this is important, will you wake up?" I smacked his shoulder and growled through clenched teeth.

"Look," I sat up, careful to pull the duvet up with me. I didn't want to give him any more ideas. We needed to talk about this. "I'm pregnant, Scorpius." I reminded him.

"Yeah, I know." Scorpius grinned, which then turned into an arrogant smirk. Nobody could do arrogance like a Malfoy.

"Do you have any idea how much this is going to change our lives? I won't be able to play Quidditch next season, and most likely the one after that as well. We won't be able to go partying when the baby comes, we won't be able to live like we do now -"

"Babe, we'll be able to afford this baby." Scorpius rolled his eyes. "You could afford to raise an army full of kids on your wage alone." The fact that I earned a lot more money than Scorpius did was always a sore subject in our relationship.

I don't know why he got so annoyed about it, even though I wasn't exactly poor from my job and I could afford to live however I wanted, I was nowhere near as wealthy as Scorpius was.

"I'm not talking about money, I mean we won't be able to just...well alright we aren't people who like to live on a whim, but we both have to change. I can't focus everything on Quidditch any more and you can't accept every damn mission my Dad hands you. I am not up for another repeat of the last three weeks." I told him straight, I didn't care how harsh I sounded. "The main reason why I kept this baby because it is our baby, not mine. Ours. I can't do this by myself. I can't raise this baby alone -"

"And you won't have to." Scorpius promised me. "Babe, I can't turn down every mission. We have to do them, I'll have to do the occassional mission but I can not, and will not, turn down every single one of them. But, I promise you that every mission I go on, I will come back," He leant towards me and kissed the tip of my nose again.

"Breathing," He kissed my left cheek. "blood pumping." My right cheek. "Screaming," My forehead. "kicking," My chin. "Missing you," My neck. "More and more every time." The nape of my neck.


I threw the second dress at the wall, making it land on top of the first dress, the five pairs of jeans, six pairs of shorts and two skirts. All of them not fitting me. Four months pregnant and my bump finally decided to make an appearance sometime last week. It literally sort of popped up in the middle of the night, I loved seeing the effect my baby was having on my body, but I hated the fact only certain clothes still fit me. "SCORPIUS!" I screamed in frustration, throwing the third dress at the wall in a foul mood. "Scorpius! We're going shopping!" I yanked the pair of jeans that still fit, pretending not to notice that the button wouldn't close on them.

I stormed out of the wardrobe, pulling the same t-shirt I had on yesterday, and the day before that, back over my head. What made everything worse was the fact that England was getting an early summer, the hottest summer of my entire life!

I was fat, none of my clothes fit me, and I couldn't stop sweating!

"Scorpius? Are you listening to me?" I yelled as I walked out of the bedroom and slammed the door behind me. I saw him lounging on the sofa, that damned muggle television switched on, again. "Hard not too when you're screaming like a banshee." I heard him mutter, he tried to cover it with a cough but it was too late.

"Well, your baby is making me too big for my clothes!" I slapped at his arm as I sat down on the sofa beside him. He chuckled softly but put his arm around me. "I meant what I said, Scorpius," I told him when he leant over and picked my legs up and laid them on the sofa, he then moved so that we were both laying down, me on my back and him on his side, giving me space. "we're going shopping. I need new clothes." I sighed but moved further into the couch and then onto my side so we were facing each other.

"Have, Dom or Roxy go with you. I hate shopping." He muttered, he lifted his hand to push my hair out of my face.

"I'm down to one shirt that fits me enough to hide the bump. Roxy is in a meeting in Germany, Dominique is in France for the rest of the week visiting her Granddad with her mother, trying to see what's missing in her life and Lucy's in Australia for the rest of the month. Vic's busy with work and her own kids, Rose is working on the rest of her Summer collection and don't even think about asking Molly." I listed to him before he suggested my other cousins. "Selena is working this week and Polly's working too - which reminds me, we have an appointment with her tomorrow at noon." I added, remembering that tomorrow is the date we'd be able to find out what we were having, a baby boy or a baby girl.

"Brilliant...we'll know whether to paint the nursery blue or pink." Scorpius smiled.

"That nursery is going like a yellow or cream colour -"

"My son is not waking up every morning to a yellow nursery." Scorpius sighed and put his hand over my mouth.

"First of all, it could be a girl!" I pushed his hand down and rolled my eyes, he was convinced we were having a boy. "Secondly, I am not having a blue or pink room! It is totally sexist! Thirdly...we are going shopping!" I grinned and shoved him slightly so he fell back and landed on the floor.


"Alright, I think it is time to announce your pregnancy." Aunt Angelina sighed as she put the copy of the Daily Prophet down on the table. Sunday afternoon and all of my family were at the Burrow for Grandma Molly's Sunday lunch.

Aunt Angelina managed both mine and James' Quidditch careers, and for the past two months, ever since I told Rhiannon I was pregnant and wouldn't be returning to the training sessions, the papers had been running many different articles as to why I wasn't with the rest of my team. So far, Aunt Angelina hadn't released a statement to the press and ordered Scorpius and I not to say anything, no matter how many of them sent us owls offering large sums of money to admit that I was either pregnant or moving to a different club. Rhiannon and the girls on the team were really supportive, Rhiannon was a little miffed at first but when I promised I intended to carry on with my career, she assured me my spot on the team and as captain would be fully returned to me.

"You are nearly five months, you have a bump and the stories are getting really ridiculous." Aunt Angelina laughed as she nodded to the paper on the table, today's main headline was suggesting that Scorpius was so paranoid and controlling that he refused to let me work and demanded I snap my wand in half and stay in the flat at all times, only to leave with him. The fact that they had a picture of me looking slightly miserable and Scorpius with his arm around me protectively, probably supported that article a little too much.

"I know you wanted to wait until the seven month mark -" She carried on but I stopped her.

"No, it's fine. You're right...I'll announce it in my own time though." I smirked and happily accepted the large plate that Gran handed me.

"You have a plan don't you?" Lucy asked me with a laugh. I nodded slowly.

"Why do I get the feeling that this announcement is going to top all other announcements?" Selena laughed.

"Because," I told her through a mouthful of mashed potatoes, "this will be a Lily Potter announcement. Might need your help though, Jay." I nodded and winked at James who looked at me for a minute before he nodded.


Every year the Quidditch League held an awards show to celebrate and honour players.

This year I was nominated for several awards, Best Team Captain, Best Chaser, Best Overall Player and Best Single Performance, Best Female Performer and Most Promising. James was also nominated for those awards, only he was nominated for Best Keeper instead of Best Chaser obviously.

Every year, the League recognised a specific person who has contributed a lot to Quidditch over their life, they awarded them with the Lifetime Achievement Award. In the past nominees had ranged from players, managers, coaches, club owners, sponsors and referees.

This year, Malcolm Bagman, the Head of the Department of Magical Games and Sports, and Christian Gallagher, the Chief Director of the British and Irish Quidditch League, contacted me and told me that my mother had been nominated for the award.

The nominee wasn't to know that they were nominated, when their name got called out the press loved to see their initial first reaction. Since it was my mother who got nominated and since James and I were two of the most talented players in the league, Malcolm and Christian thought it would be a good idea to have the two of us present the award to Mum and after discussing it with James, Dad, Teddy and Albus, we agreed. After discussing things further with James and Scorpius, I decided that after Mum made her thank you speech, I would make another speech. A speech announcing that I was pregnant.

"You alright, sis?" James asked me as he leaned across the table.

"Fine." I nodded and took a sip of my water, feeling a little hot under the bright lights. "Why is this material so damn thick?" I hissed, pulling at the wrap I had to keep on top of my dress.

"Because it is hiding your bump, now shut up, they're starting!" Mum hissed back from her spot besides me. I didn't answer her, I just kicked Scorpius under the table when he chuckled lightly.

Malcolm Bagman had walked onto the stage, pointing his wand at his throat and beaming through the audience. The audience itself was made up of every Quidditch player, coach, manager, their dates and then their families all had tables. I was sat on a table with my parents, Scorpius, James and Selena, Albus and his date, Teddy and Victoire. Our other family were sat at a table a couple of tables away, we were all sat together for when Mum got her award her image was going to be reflected onto the big white screen at the back of the stage so the entire hall could see her reaction.

"Ladies and gentleman! Welcome to the annual British Quidditch Awards! I'd like to take the time to congratulate the Holyhead Harpies on their league win last January -" A loud round of applause canceled out his words before he was even finished, I looked towards the stage and saw that my own face, along with my teammates' faces were staring back out at us, all smiling broadly.

"- an excellent end to a brilliant, and extremely close match!" Bagman nodded right in James' direction who silently glared at him.

"Shall we begin? You've all seen the players nominated for the awards so we all know who is dominating the nomination list...of course its the Potter siblings!" Another round of applause erupted throughout the room and this time, James and I's faces grinned at the entire room from the screen.

"Now, ladies and gents, it wouldn't be a wizarding event if it didn't have some influence from the famous Potter-Weasley family, would it? Not only have we got numerous nominations for both Lily and James Potter, we've also got...wait for it...an exclusive performance from none other than Lucy Weasley!" The audience seemed to explode at that and I, as well as the rest of my family, stood and cheered loudly for her. "Lucy will be performing her brand new single, a collaboration with the smash-Stateside-Superstar...Scott Williams!" This time nearly every girl in the room cheered and screamed at the sound of his name.

Lucy had performed with him before and she said that because their first single they released got such a good response and their voices had such a high demand, their managers were getting them to work with each other more. Apparently they had at least another five songs to release together.

I hadn't met Scott personally, but Lucy told me he was a decent guy. She also said that he could give Dominique and Albus a run for their money in the ladies department and that he could give Roxanne a run for her money in the partying department.

I switched off as Malcolm began a small speech saying how important the game of Quidditch was and how much the game had changed since his uncle was a player. Instead of listening to Malcolm drone on about the game, I sat and looked round the table at my family.

Mum and Dad were sat listening intently, although both their eyes were slightly distant. The two of them had to at least pretend that they were paying attention since the media loved to get bad images of them as front page stories. Teddy was sat with his arm around Victoire's shoulders, playing with the ends of her hair lightly. Albus and his date were sat next to them, his date, Sabrina, was the witch who's husband was cheating on her. When he introduced us to her, we were all slightly gobsmacked to learn just who she was, Albus had dated his clients before - Aunt Hermione was constantly warning him about mixing business with pleasure - but he had never, ever, introduced one of them to us. Albus would lean over to her every so often to whisper something in her ear, making her blush and giggle slightly. She'd then look to see if anybody was watching and shush Albus.

James and Selena were next to them, both of them looking slightly bored. Normally at these events, or any time they were sat next to each other, they'd be cuddling, holding hands or whispering. Now they barely looked at each other and hardly spoke to each other. They even apparated in separatley, when normally they'd side-along each other.

Scorpius was sat beside me and next to Selena, and he too was looking quite bored. I saw him look at me out of the corner of his eye every couple of minutes, he was always doing that. It annoyed me sometimes, but at other times I found it to be quite sweet, I normally hated it when people mollycoddled me...but now Scorpius was doing it for our baby as well as me, it made me feel really protected and safe.

"You might want to clap, Lil." Mum nudged me, bringing me back to reality. I looked around to see everybody cheering and clapping. "Your teammate has just won the Seeker award!" She rolled her eyes when I looked slightly confused. I looked at the stage to see Mia stood with a trophy in her hands, speaking at the podium with a huge grin on her face.

"In your little daydream, Liam Tate won the Beater award, Mia won the Seeker and the Keeper's are up next." Mum whispered, with a nod in James' direction. He was sat straight and kept his face blank, just incase any wandering photographer got a picture of his face if another player got the award.

"He looks nervous." I muttered to Mum, who opened her mouth to say something but stopped when Malcolm stepped back up to the podium after Mia walked from the stage.

"Now, ladies and gentleman, the Best Keeper nominations." He cleared his throat and picked a mint green envelope up from the podium in front of him. "And the nominees are; from Kenmare Kestrals...Joey Brown!" On the wall behind the stage, Joey's face was reflected so everybody could see. When he realised he was being shown to the audience, he nodded once and smiled slightly.

"From Puddlemere United...Marley Richardson!" This time the small blonde haired girl from Puddlemere got reflected on to the wall. Marley was fresh from Hogwarts, she was the fourth player in the current season who got offered a first-string player contract during her time in school. I got one in my sixth year, James got one in his seventh year and Liam Tate, the beater on the Slytherin team, got one when he was in his sixth year too. Marley beat all of our records though, she got one when she was in her fifth year.

"Aaand, from the Appleby Arrows...James Potter!" This time the audience cheered and clapped louder than with Marley or Joey, and when James face was projected on to the wall he only tilted his head slightly, not even bothering to look happy or pleased that he was nominated.

"Oh, trouble at the Potter party?" Malcolm chuckled as the attention went back to him. The audience laughed as everybody from my table looked at James curiously, except Selena who tutted and shook her head slightly.

"And the winner is...all the way from Puddlemere it's Marley Richardson!" I ignored the cheering and the applauding as Marley made her way up to the stage to give her little thank you speech. I looked at James who only clapped a couple of times before he picked his glass up and drained it, smacking his lips afterwards.

"Don't you think you've had enough? You need to be sober when you go up on stage!" Selena hissed, she tried to be quiet but the entire table heard. At least we all had the decency to pretend we weren't listening.

"Don't worry, Selena, I won't embarrass myself. Or you." James muttered before he picked the small drinks list up from the middle of the table and looked down it before he said clearly, "Butterbeer." When the bottle appeared from nowhere, he picked it up and looked directly at Selena before he took a long drag from it.

"For heavens sake, James, act your age." Selena scowled before she picked her bag up from the table and muttered an "Excuse me, I need the bathroom," and stormed away.

Nobody had a chance to say anything because the applause started again, meaning the Chaser awards were going to start.

"The nominees are; from the Chudley Cannon's, Mikhel Drognavov!" A small amount of clapping came from the audience. Drognavov was a dirty player and everybody knew it; however even though he was a cheat, when he was on form he was a brilliant chaser and the Cannon's were a hard team to beat when he wanted to behave himself.

"From the Tutshill Tornados...Elliott Banks!" Elliot was one of the older players and he was rumoured to be retiring after this current season. He wasn't as good a chaser as myself or Drognavov, but he was good enough to deserve this award. His applause was louder than Drognavov's.

"Aaaand, from the recent-League Champions, the Holyhead Harpies...Lily Potter!" I smiled as my face was reflected on to the screen and tried not to wince at the high level of applause and cheers from the audience. I could practically hear my Uncle Ron yell, "That's my niece! That is my niece!"

"And the winner is...of course, after that match...LILY POTTER!" This time people got to their feet and cheered and clapped for me. I could feel my face turn the same colour as my hair.

I made sure I kept the wrap round my shoulders, particularly around my stomach, as I walked through the audience and up to the stage. I felt the eyes of thousands of people on me as I walked up to the podium and accepted the solid silver trophy that Malcolm handed me.

"You sure you can handle that, Lily? Not too heavy is it?" He asked me, his voice was magnified magically so I knew the entire hall heard him. Malcolm looked at me knowingly and winked smally as I rolled my eyes but smiled at him.

"It's fine, thank you, Malcolm." I assured him, he nodded and pointed his wand quickly at my throat, making my voice loud enough for the hall to hear.

"Wow," I laughed and looked out at everybody, I spotted my extended family all sitting at a large table. "Thank you everybody who voted for me, really it means a lot. I mean, Elliott and Mikhel are excellant players...so really, thank you." I smiled at the audience before turning away from them, making sure the trophy was directly in front of my stomach as the dozen photographers took my photo with Malcolm. Before I left the stage, Malcolm removed the Sonorous charm from me.

Several hours later, after which James and I were tied for awards; he won the Team Captain, Most Dedicated Player, Overall Player and the Best Male Performer, and I won the Best Chaser, the Best Female Performer, the Most Promising and the Best Single Performance, Malcolm made a big deal out of the fact we had both won three awards each, no other player was even nominated for more than one award and considering James and I were nominated for the same award, Malcolm thought it was hilarious we were up against each other again, the entire audience was waiting for Lucy and Scott Williams to perform, and then Mum would be presented her award...and I'd make my announcement.

"Ladies and gentleman...it is a great honour to be able to announce to you that Lucy Weasley is ready to perform her latest single, Elephant, with none other than Scott Williams!" The audience began to cheer and call wildly for her, again I could hear my family shouting and cheering for Lucy.

The lights went down and the ones around the stage lit up, showing Lucy stood in the middle of it getting ready to start.

From nowhere the music started up and Lucy began dancing to it. This song wasn't like a traditional Lucy Weasley song, normally hers were quiet, peaceful songs that she would play a guitar or piano too, this was jumpy, lively and something that would be played in a club.

When she started singing, everybody on my table looked as shocked and surprised as I felt, even Selena and James didn't look sulky any more.

Her voice was...amazing. It was loud, clear and energetic. She didn't miss a note as she danced around the stage. From what I could gather, the song was about a woman who was in love with this guy, but she couldn't trust him enough to be with him. Scott Williams, a very attractive dark-skinned American man, played the guy Lucy was in love with, and his voice worked brilliantly with Lucy's. He danced like strings were holding him up and working him like they would a puppet.

Out of all of Lucy's songs that she had released, this was so far my favorite...I don't know why but it really made itself known to me.

When they finished singing and dancing, which made them stand close together and have their heads tilted as if they were going to kiss, the lights shut off for a minute, the entire audience was up on their feet, screaming and whistling for them. I spotted my Uncle Percy cheering loudly and my Aunt Audrey even put her fingers in her mouth to whistle.

While the lights were off, a man in bright blue robes came up to the table and looked at me and James, "Lily and James Potter? You two are needed backstage." He told us, I knew what he meant straight away and stood up.

"It's probably about our trophies." James shrugged when Mum looked confused.

We followed the man backstage until we were stood behind a curtain that I recognised as the back of the stage.

"Now, you two will announce why you're hear and just casually mention why this winner of the award is special and deserves it. Then the screen will play sort of a collection of pictures and memories of interviews that the reporters have had with you and your family and other players." The man told us, he then handed James the trophy, clear glass with a small metal sign that had my mothers name and the title of award on.

"You sure you can do this, Lil?" James muttered as the man walked away, telling us we had ten seconds until the curtains would be drawn up. "This is your moment?" He smirked as I nodded once.

The curtains opened slowly, bringing everybody's attention to us instead of the empty stage. When the audience saw that it was James and I who were walking up to the podium, they started cheering and applauding us. From earlier instructions, I knew I had to magnify our voices, since Malcolm was in his own seat and James was carrying the trophy.

"Ladies and gentleman, tonight a lot of awards have been given out, mainly to my sister and I, but hey," James smirked and shrugged as the audience laughed.

"maybe talent like ours runs in the gene pool?" I finished off for him, making the audience laugh harder. "Like my brother said, a lot of awards have been given out. This final award, the one everybody has been looking forward too, means a lot more to us because we're actually able to present it -"

"Isn't this weird, Lil?" James looked at me with an innocent face. "Presenting awards instead of accepting them?"

"You're right!" I mocked, the audience laughed even harder. "But, moving on, we don't want your already large head to get any bigger, Jay -" The audience roared with laughter at that and James just hung his head and laughed himself.

"- this award is more special to us, by being able to present it to the winner because of who they are."

"The winner of this award is more than a Quidditch player, more than an award winner, they are the most important person in both of our lives - no Dad! It isn't you!" James grinned again, winking at our table, where Dad laughed and shook his head.

"Ladies and gentlemen, a collection of pictures and memories will now show you just who the winner of this years Lifetime Achievement Award is." I smiled and turned my head to the blank wall.

A silver line slowly appeared and divided the wall into two, the hall was still silent as my mothers reflection appeared on the wall. At first everybody laughed because she had her head turned as she spoke to my Dad who put a hand on hers on top of the table and nodded over her shoulder. When she turned her eyes popped open wide and her mouth fell open, making the audience laugh. A split second after this happened the second section turned bright and the lights shut down again.

My fathers face appeared, but this was clearly a memory since he wasn't wearing the dress robes he had on now.

"My wife...my wife deserves this award," The memory Dad sighed and ran a hand through his hair. I glanced at Mum's reflection and smiled when she turned to look at Dad again, this time with a bit of a glare.

"My wife deserves this award, not because she was a Quidditch player, not because she's the senior Quidditch-Correspondence Editor...she deserves this award because her entire life has been achievement after achievement. Whether it's playing Quidditch, having children, becoming a surrogate-mother at the age of sixteen, fighting in a war...my wife succeeds and performs brilliantly at what she does." After Dad's words his face sort of swirled away, this time being replaced by a picture of my mother as a young baby. Chubby cheeks, large brown eyes and a tuft of red hair, she was adorable.

"Ginevra Molly Weasley, born August eleventh, nineteen eighty-one. She was the seventh child and only daughter to Molly and Arthur Weasley," Malcolm Bagman's voice was speaking over the pictures that were appearing on the screen. His voice wasn't teasing and joking like it normally was, this time it was quiet, yet strong.

"Younger sister to; Bill, Charlie, Percy, Fred, George and Ron, young Ginny Weasley quickly learned how to wrap the men in her life around her little fingers." The image of my mother as a baby was replaced with a picture of her sat at the kitchen table in the Burrow, for a second I was surprised to see it was the same table as Gran had now, with each of her brothers around her. From her size I'd have guessed she was six or seven. Each of my uncles were holding a teacup and drinking from it as Mum poured Uncle George some tea, which looked awfully like pumpkin juice.

The audience laughed as they saw this image turn into one of Mum sat inbetween Uncle George and Uncle Fred, they both had a small bottle of pink nail polish in their hands and were each painting a hand as Uncle Ron stood behind them and carefully brushed her hair. Each of my Uncles looked like they were concentrating extra hard.

Mum's reflection looked a little sad and her eyes clearly had tears in them.

"Even though her brothers seemed to obey her every demand, there was one thing they wouldn't allow their sister to do." Malcolm's voice sobered everybody up as the pictures changed. This time it was another memory, showing my Uncle George, Uncle Charlie and Uncle Ron.

"We wouldn't let Ginny play Quidditch with us when we were home." Uncle Charlie said with a fond smile. "We thought it was too rough for our sister."

"Apparently she had other ideas. When she made the house team in her fourth year at school, we wondered how she got so good. I mean, she'd never played for the school before, she never played at home...the talent she had couldn't have been natural. Everything was too practised." Uncle George smirked and shook his head.

"We found out that since the age of six, Ginny snuck into the broomshed and took each of our brooms out and taught herself how to play." Uncle Ron laughed, the audience laughed too. This time, Mum's reflection was laughing too as she looked at her brothers faces.

"But," Malcolm's voice turned serious again, "in Ginny's fourth year, things turned bleak. Quidditch took a back seat as everybody came to terms that Lord Voldemort was back and getting stronger than ever before." Nobody did or said anything as images, clippings from newspapers and pictures of my mother during the war, appeared on the wall. The image the wall stopped on was one of my parents, before they broke up, they were sat at a table in the Gryffindor common room, books in front of them but every now and then they'd turn their heads slightly and whisper something to one another.

"During her fifth year, Ginny started dating her childhood crush and future husband, Harry Potter. Their relationship at first was short and bittersweet." Malcolms words ended as another memory of my Dad came on to the wall.

"Ginny and I broke up for her safety. She called me a git and...other things, but it was her own safety. Everybody knows what I went and did when she was in her sixth year...she was brilliant. Instead of focusing on the two of us, she protected the younger students in Hogwarts." Dad nodded seriously, smiling a little.

"Ginny, along with two of her closest friends, reformed 'Dumbledore's Army,' right under the nose and control of Lord Voldemort's hold on Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She helped save hundreds of students from being tortured at the hands of Death Eater siblings, Amycus and Alecto Carrow." This time his words matched images of photographs of my mothers sixth year in school. Gone was the laughter, happiness and innocence in her eyes. Now their was determination, rebellion, hatred and...passion.

"Ginny...," My Aunt Luna was speaking now, she was sat beside Uncle Neville as she spoke, "Ginny was and still is, the strongest person I have ever met. She was heart broken when Harry left with her brother and Hermione. She was worried for the safety of her family, of her brothers, of her friends. Instead of buckling under the pressure, she fought back." Aunt Luna nodded slowly.

"Everything we did, it was her idea. She was the one to stand up for the first years, she was the one who first refused to torture her fellow students." Uncle Neville carried on from Luna and spoke in a strong voice. "When the younger students cried and wanted to go home, she comforted them. Ginny was the first one to sneak out of the common room to paint graffiti on the walls to terrorize the Death Eaters." He laughed at that, the members of the audience did too.

Mum's face smiled a little bit, but she looked a little sad as they spoke of that time in her life.

"She still kept her Quidditch up though. She refused to let them take that away from her, even if they stripped the houses of their teams, she still persuaded a few students to go out and play." Uncle Neville laughed. I didn't know that, Mum never usually spoke of her sixth year at school. After he said that, his and Aunt Luna's faces dissolved, this time pictures of the Battle of Hogwarts came up.

"May Second. Nineteen ninety eight. Everybody in this world knows that date. Ginny Weasley refused to go into hiding, she demanded that she fight with her family, friends and fellow soldiers of Dumbledore's Army." Malcolm's voice turned more serious than ever, I looked at Mum's face to see her take a deep breath and wipe a tear away quickly.

"Ginny lost her brother, Fred, in the war. That was a tragedy in itself, but how Ginny and her family recovered from that, it's incredible."

Uncle Bill and Uncle Percy appeared on the wall, both of them looking somber as they spoke. "You never recover from something like that, you move past it, but you don't recover." Uncle Bill said seriously.

"After we lost, Fred, Ginny was brilliant. She comforted us as we needed to be comforted, she yelled at us when we needed it, she made us laugh, she made sure we ate, she made sure we lived our lives." Uncle Percy smiled smally, still looking a little sad.

"Along with losing our brother, we lost two dear family-friends. Remus and Nymphadora Lupin. They have a son, Teddy, and Harry was named his godfather...we don't know why, that useless git hasn't done anything worthy of that title!" Uncle Bill joked, making the entire hall laugh quietly.

"Ginny and Harry sort of clicked back together and when Teddy's Grandmother asked for help in raising young Teddy, Harry stepped up." Uncle Percy told whoever was interviewing them. We could still hear his voice as pictures of my mother and father with a baby Teddy appeared on the wall. "Of course, Harry knew nothing about babies. Totally useless, couldn't even button up a baby-grow." Again the hall laughed, I looked at my Mum, she was smiling fondly and sadly as she looked at the image of her and Dad sat on a sofa. Teddy was laid across Dad's lap and Mum seemed to be telling him how to change his nappy.

"Ginny really walked him through it. When Teddy woke up at three o'clock in the morning, this sixteen year old girl got up with the baby and his guardian and taught Harry how to...basically do everything. How to burp, how to feed, how to change, how to dress, how to comfort a baby. It really was amazing to see how this...kid, who had fought in a war, been possessed, lost a brother...turned from a teenager into a mother over night." Uncle Bill's voice was obviously filled with pride and he even sounded slightly impressed.

The image of my parents on the sofa changed into my mother with Teddy as he grew up; the two of them pulling silly faces at the camera, my mother flying with Teddy on a broom, my mother and Teddy dancing to a song and then both laughing and looking embarrassed when they realised they'd been pictured.

"Ginny Weasley coped with the after-effects of the war brilliantly. She went back to school for her final year, during which she became Gryffindor Captain and secured the Quidditch cup, she finished her exams, graduated and settled into life as a mother-figure for young Teddy Lupin. During her seventh year, she got offered a contract for the Holyhead Harpies..." Malcolm's voice carried over more pictures and memories of my mother playing Quidditch during school.

"I remember," Gwenog Jones was speaking now, she was smiling at the interviewer. "I remember going to Hogwarts, in disguise of course, and watching her play in her fourth, fifth and seventh years. I wasn't there to watch her play at first, I was scouting for other female players, but seeing her play Seeker and hearing from the Flying instructor that Ginny didn't Seek as a first choice, it got me interested in her. I remember being more impressed with her Chasing skills and abilities in her fifth year than I was with several applicants who tried for the position of Chaser for the Harpies." Mum's reflection showed everybody how pleased she was with that. She didn't look smug, but it was clear she was pleased with that.

"Ginny Weasley quickly became the Harpies' star-chaser," Malcolm's voice spoke over more images of Mum, some in her Harpies uniform, some of her playing, some of her practicing. It scared me a little by how much she reminded me of myself when the image of her on her broom in the uniform I played in, came on the screen.

"As happy as I was," Gwenog's memory came back onto the wall again. "when she told me she was pregnant the year after she got married, I was so angry, so disappointed. I knew, I knew she'd give her broom up for good to focus on being a mother. I saw it whenever she was around Little Ted. When James came, I waited for three months for her to tell me what I already knew. I wasn't surprised when she took the job with the Daily Prophet, but I was a little upset that she didn't change her mind. After Albus and Lily came, I knew for certain she wasn't coming back."

More images of Mum came back on the wall, this time of her with me and my brothers.

"If there's one thing Ginny does best," Dad's memory from the beginning came up again, "it's being a mother." Dad got replaced with the memory of James, Albus, Teddy and myself. That got took a few days ago.

"Mum...she really is the best person anybody could ask for in a mother." Albus started. "She raised us brillaintly, of course she got us all mad for Quidditch." Everybody laughed at that, mainly because Albus rolled his eyes and pointed at James and I. Us two were sat in front of him and Teddy, since they are taller than us, so we didn't see it at the time.

"She always put us before herself. If we were sick or if we just wanted a special 'mummy hug' she would drop everything to give it too us." I smiled at the interviewer.

"Ginny was always completely honest with me." The image changed to a solo interview of just Teddy. "I loved my Grandmother Andromeda and she was of course the next best thing to a mother I had. After she passed, Ginny really got me through it. After my Gran died, Ginny not only became my guardian, she became a Grandmother, a mother, a friend and an enemy in one. Without hesitation she took me in, into her already full house. I don't think Ginny deserves this award, I know she does." Mum's reflection showed everybody she now had tears running down her face as she looked at Teddy's interview.

"The lifetime achievement award, normally it goes to ex-players, coaches or people who just sign a check to a team so they can get a new set of brooms or a new set of uniforms. Ginny's entire life has been an achievement. She's over come so much; she got possessed in her first year, nearly killing not only herself, but all the students in her school, she faced those demons and beat them. She fought in numerous battles and saved hundreds of lives, I know people focus on what my Godfather and Ron and Hermione Weasley did, but she did just as brillaintly as they did." Teddy was speaking passionately, and not a single soul in the audience looked like they disagreed with him. "She helped her entire family get over the death of her brother, she helped my Grandmother, who had just lost her husband, daughter and son-in-law, raise me, she had a fantastic career in Quidditch, she raised three amazing children, she took me in when I had nobody, she practically adopted her sons best friend..." Teddy trailed off and let out a deep breath.

"Ginny Potter isn't only the winner of the life time achievement. She is a lifetime achievement." Teddy finished. After he said that, the silver line and the half of the wall that showed memories and pictures vanished and Mum's reflection was made larger.

She had tears falling down her cheeks but she was smiling with pride as everybody applauded her.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it is a great privilege and an absolute honour to present this award to this years winner of the Lifetime Achievement, Ginny Potter." James grinned into the audience. "Mum, come up here."

Before Mum got up from her seat, I saw Dad put his hand on her arm and lean over to whisper something in her ear. For a second she grinned and nodded but then she straightened up and walked towards us, before she stopped and went back to the table. There she took both Albus and Teddy's hands and practically dragged them out of their seats and up to the stage with her.

She wrapped both James and I in bone-crushing hugs, soaking both our faces as she kissed us both on the cheeks.

"I'm sorry, but this is better than anything...I wanted all my children up here together." Mum looked out into the audience, even though I magnified her voice, it was barely heard since the applaud was the loudest all night. Every single person in the audience was on their feet, cheering, clapping, yelling, shouting and whistling as loud as they could.

"Thank you, thank you all so, so much." Mum wiped tears from her face as the reaction from the crowd finally became quieter. "I...I can't even begin...I...just...thanks. This really means a lot, I know everybody says this but...Lifetime Achievement? Me? Really?" She ran a hand through her hair and looked at my brothers and I. When she looked at me, she glanced down at my stomach and nodded once.

"I've been to these things since I was eighteen years old. I know the day after, the papers are full of who-won-what, who-wore-what and the rest...but this years going to be different." Mum nodded and smiled over to the audience. "Normally, right now, the winner of this award will be the centre of attention and everything will be on them...but, this year? This year, it's going to be different." She had the entire audience in a state of curious confusion, I could see them all looking at each other.

Mum turned and took my hand, pulling me gently up beside her. "This year...it's all on my baby girl." She smiled at me and nodded her head slightly.

I heard the whispers, curiosity, excitement, and I was tempted to just bolt from the stage, but Mum smiled at me and whispered, "You can do this." Even though everybody heard it, it was directed at me alone. Squeezing her hand gently, I took in a deep breath and stood up straight.

"All my life, my mother has been a constant support system. When I became upset with my brothers, she was there. When I started school, she was there, when I got angry and upset over boys, she was there...she still is there," I laughed lightly, the audience did too, "and when I need her help and encouragement, advice and orders, she's there. My mother has been the greatest mother that anybody could ever ask for...and I hope," I took in another breathe and looked at Mum one last time before I took my hand out of hers and put both of mine, ignoring the shaking, and put them on top of the wrap I still had on.

"No, I know, that if I'm half as good a mother to my daughter, then I'll do my job right." I pulled the wrap away from my stomach and let Mum take my hand again as the audience seemed to all gasp at once when they saw my, now very prominent, five and a half month baby pump, protruding from my stomach.

After a couple of silent seconds, the applause started again, the cheers started again, the flashes of the camera nearly blinded me, but I didn't acknowledge any of it. I only acknowledged that my mother had given her trophy to James and wrapped an arm around me and took my hand in her other one.

"I'm going to be a Grandmother!" Mum called out, over the applause and cheering and clicking of the cameras.


So, ParkersPen and I are co-writing a Scorpius/Rose story. It's called Every Rose has its Thorn and it would really mean a lot to me, and to ParkersPen if you checked out? Please? This isn't like any other Scorpius/Rose story...well any that I've read and I'll admit I have only read like, eight or something.

Here's the summary;

Being a Weasley means you are a Gryffindor; it means you follow the rules, it means you love your family and you are loved by them. What happens if you are a Weasley but you break every single one of these rules? What happens if you are a Weasley in Slytherin, who doesn't follow the rules, who doesn't love your family and isn't loved in return?