#70 Honeydew

James/Lily

James sat the bowl down in front of Lily, hoping he had the right thing this time. Her cravings had gotten serious and the last time he came back with the wrong thing he nearly lost an eye.

"What is THIS?" Lily hissed, picking up the offending orange chunks of flesh.

"A Honeydew?" James responded. He hoped he was right.

"NO! That is a cantaloupe. Do you not know what honeydew is? Can you not tell the difference?"

James shook his head. This was the third time he had gotten the wrong fruit. He refused to get help from his house-elf or Sirius. He could do this! His dignity was at stake!

"Ugh! Fine! Do you want me to go get my own melons? Despite what the healers said?"

Lily's pregnancy had been difficult; she had gotten sick twice and nearly lost the baby. The healers were excited because a difficult pregnancy was a sign of a baby with stronger than normal magic. Still, she was on a rest regiment.

"No, darling. I'll try again."

Two hours and five farm markets later he finally had something different. It was smooth, and the flesh was green. It didn't look ripe to him, but a quick taste proved that it was indeed a different fruit than the standard melons he was accustomed to. He got five and returned home.

"Darling? Love?" he called, climbing the stairs with the green fruit cut into cubes, sitting in a chilled bowl. The mint syrup she wanted in his other hand.

"In here."

James walked into Baby Potter's nursery. It was smaller than his had been, but the Manor would not be finished until after the baby was born. Lily was sitting in the rocking chair, working on the baby blanket she insisted on making by hand. Knowing Lily, she was working charms into the blanket as she assembled the pieces together.

"I think I found it." James showed her the bowl. Lily's eyes lit up.

"YES! Oh brilliant!" She set the blanket down and began devouring the melon with fervour.

"Thank you James! Have I told you lately I love you?" Lily asked.

James winked. "You can tell me again. I won't mind."

Lily giggled and showed James the empty bowl. "Do we have any more?"

James nodded. He went downstairs and got the second bowl he had prepared. Curious about the combination of the melon with the mint syrup, James popped a cube into his mouth.

His eyes widened. "Amazing." He popped a second cube into his mouth, then a third.

"James?" a voice floated from upstairs.

James hastily put more melon in the bowl and rushed it upstairs, along with a small cup for his own fruit.

Lily smiled at him, and he smiled back.

"Your honeydew, my lady." James presented the delectable fruit to his wife.

Lily laughed. "I'm sorry for earlier. I was just frustrated. I haven't had honeydew since our honeymoon and it was so good."

James smiled. So THAT'S the fruit that Lily kept going on about.

"I'll do anything to make you happy."

Even if it was bringing his love a strange looking fruit.