I'm done my exams, which means… TIME TO WRITE! :) Oh, and it's summer vacation too.

I know I say this EVERYTIME, but thank you for those who support! I'd give you all some chocolate, I would.

WARNING: Read the dates in (), because it's not in chronological order.

I hope you like this one, there's more going on.

Chapter 9 – To End a Summer

The last week of summer at Grimmauld Place was, when you look at it in a general way, normal. No one was killed. No one was in real danger. But, if you asked them, in secrecy, one by one what happened that week in the Most Noble and Ancient House the result would have been a bit different.

Two of them would say they had had the desire to kiss someone. One of them did, the other one didn't. Two of them would say they thought really hard about breaking up with their current lover. One of them did, the other one didn't. Two of them would say they considered going behind Dumbledore's back. One of them did, the other one didn't. Two of them would say they had the urge to hit someone. One of them did, the other one didn't. Two of them would say they took a pregnancy test. One was positive, the other negative.

(Monday, August 28th)

When Ginny entered hers and Hermione's room that evening, she found Hermione seated on her bed and squinting at a letter that had seemed to have been read at least a good twenty times.

'Who's that from?' Ginny asked without hesitation. She and Hermione had grown quite close in the last few years.

'Viktor.' Hermione said tearing her eyes off the letter. 'It's like he thinks we're going out.'

'But, you sort of are.' Ginny pointed out.

'What? Of course not?' Hermione replied, but she didn't look certain. 'I would have known if we were.'

'I thought you liked him?' Ginny said sitting down on her bed as Crookshanks went to join her.

'I do. It's just we can't make this work.' Hermione said reasonably. 'He's an International Quidditch player from another country. When would we even see each other?'

'Ron's going to be happy.' Ginny said dryly.

'Don't tell him, Ginny, please. Don't tell the boys.' Hermione pleaded. 'I can't talk to them about stuff like this.'

'I wasn't going to.' Ginny said laughing. 'Ron and I don't talk about stuff like that and I'm not really close with Harry.'

'I should really just tell him, right?' Hermione asked looking at the letter one more time. 'I should just 'break-up' with him, even though we aren't together.'

Ginny shrugged. 'It's up to you.'

Break-up. This reminded Ginny of something.

'Do you think I should break it off with Michael?'

Hermione, who was halfway to the desk, stopped to look at Ginny. 'I didn't know things weren't going right with him?'

'They are going right.' Ginny said while she lay down on the bed and looked up at the ceiling. 'I was thinking about what Harry's mum said the other day-'

'Ginny.' Hermione had sat down beside her. 'She said it herself she didn't want to influence your decision.'

'I know she doesn't want to, but she said it and I'm starting to doubt.' Ginny said a bit harshly, then quieter she added. 'I can't just forget what she said. The thought of breaking up with him doesn't make me sad at all. So, why should I tie myself up to this one guy I probably will never love?'

'But, didn't you tell him that you loved him?' Hermione asked perplexed.

'Yeah, that's because I thought I did.' Ginny said exasperated.

'Okay. If that's what you really want to do. We'll both break up with them.'

One of them did, the other one didn't.

(Sunday, August 27th)

'With this I concluded the meeting. The next meeting is undetermined, I'll be in touch.' Dumbledore finished. 'Lily, James, I believe you wanted a word.' He added quietly to the couple.

The couple got up while nodding and the three of them made their way to the couple's room where they could talk privately. After Lily had offered Dumbledore a chair, Lily had sat down on the bed and James stood standing, Dumbledore spoke first.

'I assume this is about Harry?' Dumbledore asked. 'I could be mistaken.'

'It is.' Lily said. She glanced up at James before continuing on. 'We were just wondering – we've just had quite a bit of questions about that prophecy.'

Dumbledore made a small nodding gesture.

'You're the only one who knows the content of the Prophecy, right?' James asked.

'That is quite correct.' Dumbledore said quietly.

'But, didn't you say that Voldemort knew because one of his people heard it?' James asked while circling the room now.

'He only heard parts of it, not the whole thing.' Dumbledore said still quietly.

'Why can't we hear it?' Lily asked pleadingly.

'I've told you what you needed to-'

'It's rubbish!' James said angrily. 'The only thing you told us is that he's after Harry because a Prophecy said he'd be his downfall. That's not telling us anything. '

Dumbledore didn't raise his voice. 'I understand your con-'

'You don't understand anything.' James cut him off once more. 'What do you think we're going to do? Tell someone? I wouldn't even – This is our son we're talking about!'

'James, please, sit down.' Dumbledore said gesturing the bed.

'Sit-sit down?' James blurted out. 'This is my bedroom, you can't tell me to sit down! I also think we should tell Harry about it.'

'You want to burn him with this news right after he got his parents back?' Dumbledore asked a bit more loudly.

'What if he asks us?' Lily said not-so-quietly. 'What are we supposed to do? Lie to him? It's out of the question.'

'And, anyways, you can't really stop us from telling him. We are his parents. We get to decide what's best for him.' James added.

Dumbledore stiffened up. 'It is not a regular child that you have in your hands. You haven't been there the last fourteen years to-'

'Oh, right.' Lily said as equally mad as her husband now and nastily sarcastic. 'Sorry for sacrificing my life so my son could live! What a terrible mother I was for not being here the last fourteen years! You are absolutely right we should leave all responsibilities to you!'

With that, Lily left the bedroom.

James looked one last time at Dumbledore. 'So, are you going to show us the Prophecy or not?'

Dumbledore shook his head silently and James showed him the door out, but Dumbledore repeated one last time that they shouldn't tell Harry.

One of them did, the other one didn't.

(Tuesday, August 29th)

In the almost three weeks that they had been here, James and Severus didn't talk or acknowledge that the other one existed which was without any doubt a good thing. All good things, however, must come to an end.

Severus had documents he needed to drop off. He would get in, leave it to Molly, who was most likely in the kitchen, and leave. Simple.

Maybe, he'd see Lily?

No. You haven't got the slightest clue what to tell her.

He shook the though off, or at least he tried.

He saw no one when he entered the house, which was exactly what he wanted. He went down to the kitchen and on the kitchen table someone was seated … James Potter. The exact last person he wanted to see.

For a second or two they look at the other without any of the two doing anything except breathing. Snape turned around to leave when-

'Hold on just a second!'

He heard the chair scraped the floor and footstep coming towards him. He turned around to see James Potter standing a few feet from him.

'I have much more interesting sources of entertainment than have a conversation with you.' Severus replied looking straight in the eyes of the man he hated so much. How very much he wanted to jinx him.

'Have you?' James replied almost amused. 'Is being a git to my son one of them?'

Severus raised his eyebrow. 'Father and son love. How touching… It's amusing how you can't do anything to protect him at school.'

'I wasn't particularly amused.' James said dangerously. 'Now, listen to me, Snape, I'm only going to say this one time-'

'I don't think I will.' He turned to leave very satisfied that James looked about to hit him.

'Tell me, have you found a way to Lily's heart yet?' James said loudly.

Severus froze. James couldn't see his expression, but thought he might have gone to a whole new territory. Though it was never said explicitly, James and Severus had fought over Lily. They made excuses for their behaviours for years, but they both knew this was mostly why they always picked on the other. Sirius had said James was ridiculous when he had suggested that Severus might fancy Lily. Lily had given him the cold treatment when James had run this theory to her. This was the first time any of them pointed it out and James thought he might have just crossed some kind of line.

Severus slowly turned around. He looked furious. 'And what is that supposed to mean?'

James was satisfied. 'I think you know exactly what I mean.'

Severus raised an eyebrow. 'Afraid?'

'Of what? You've got nothing on me.' James said amusingly.

'When did she start seeing you? Only when I wasn't around anymore. Fancy being the second choice.' Severus said his lips curling.

James boiled inside at what he had always tried to deny, that, possibly, if Snape hadn't been a Death Eater….

'She hates you!' James said loudly. 'When I go to sleep at night, she's there warming me up. Who do you have? Nobody. She will never forgive you for what you did. I've already win.'

At that moment, both of them felt like hitting the other. One last comment by either one of them made the other one angry beyond reasons.

One of them hit the other, the other one didn't.

(Thursday, August 31st)

Emmeline Vance was a not-so-popular member of the Order. Everyone knew she was in the Order, but often forgot. She had been an original member; in fact, she was one of the first five to join. She was nearing her forties and she was quite dignified.

She was more 'upper-class' then anyone in the Order, except maybe James Potter, he was from a wealthy family. Sirius was too, but she didn't approve of the Black family. This was perhaps the reason she wasn't seen at Headquarter too often. She wasn't judgemental. She didn't really care was social classes everybody was in, but she did find it attractive when a guy was in a high ranked one.

The latter was probably the reason she founded James Potter highly attractive.

It was very early that morning. Emmeline had come by at headquarter, but no one seemed to be awake yet. She had, therefore, settle down on the kitchen table.

'Emmeline!'

James had come in the kitchen. Emmeline's heart didn't skip a beat nor this did she feel nervous. She wasn't in love with James. She just founded him really, really attractive.

She smiled at him. 'Hi, James. First one up I see?'

'Yeah.' James said taking a piece of bread from the pantry. 'I couldn't sleep.' He sat down beside her. 'You don't come here much often?'

'No, I prefer solicitude.' She told him.

'Ah. I hate solicitude.' James said buttering his bread. 'Do you want something to eat?'

'No, I ate already.'

He smiled at her. God, he was gorgeous. Her eyes wondered to his chest and her mind wondered how he must look without a shirt on or even-

'Did I spill butter on my shirt?' James asked bringing her back to reality.

'Oh – no – sorry, I was just reading what was on your shirt.' Emmeline invented on the spot.

James sort of laughed. 'Yeah, Lily ordered this, the other day, by owl.'

Right. Lily. His wife. Stay focus.

'So, how are things with Harry?' She said trying to get her mind out of the gutter.

'He's an excellent son!' James exclaimed proudly. 'I wish the Ministry would get their minds together about Voldemort and we'd be able to get out of here. I really fancy seeing Harry play Quidditch.'

I really fancy… kissing you.

'Yeah, I was one of the guards that brought him here. He's a very good flyer.' She replied smiling.

James nodded. 'So, what are you doing here this time a day?'

'I was hoping to get a hold of Remus. I want to switch guard duties with him.' Emmeline said remembering why she was here in the first place.

This would have been perfect if James wasn't married. Nobody was up.

'I don't know if he's here?' James replied scratching his hair, which made him that much more attractive. 'I haven't seen him since two day ago.'

'Oh. Well I have documents for the Prophecy to show anyways.' She said getting the parchments out for something to do.

'What do you mean?' James said straightening up in his chair.

'I have a… well, somebody that I know works in the Department of Mystery. She's not an Unspeakable, but she's ranked right underneath. Anyway, I managed to – er – get these documents from her.' She said laying the documents down on the table.

James looked at the parchment and was so close to Emmeline that he was brushing her arm with his. 'What kind of language is this?'

Emmeline's heart was beating faster than it should, which was weird because she didn't love James at all. She just desired him. 'It's codes.' She said finding it hard to find her voice.

'Well, this is frustrating.' He replied still gazing down on the documents.

Why must he be so close?

It happened in about five seconds. James turned his head towards hers and they were about six inches from each others lips. It would be so easy for Emmeline to fulfill her wish.

(Wednesday, August 30st)

Nymphadora Tonks did not cry. Ever. In fact, the last time she cried was… the hell with it, she didn't cry. The not-so funny thing about feeling like crying is that the more you restrained your tears, the more it bugs you.

She wasn't ready. She did not want it.

'Tonks?' said a voice she recognized all too well. 'Is everything alright?'

She suddenly remembered she was in a kitchen full of people. Remus was looking at her with his beautiful calm blue eyes. Tonks surprised herself by shaking her head. She didn't usually tell anybody when she was feeling down, because she was not a whimper.

'I really have to go.' She said looking at the floor and getting up to leave.

She crossed the kitchen determined not to cry. She crossed the hall determined not to cry. She went through the door and was outside in the beautiful end-of-summer night sky determined not to cry. She was about to vanish and appear back at home when-

'Tonks!'

It was Remus again.

It was coming, she could not stand it. She wanted to say she had to go. 'I-I…' She busted into tears and stumble.

Remus caught her lightly and pulled her in his arms. Nymphadora cried on his shoulder and for a good five minutes none of them spoke.

'I'm s-sorry!' Nymphadora managed to say after a while, still holding on to Remus. 'I don't u-usually cry like this.'

Remus squeezed her. 'It's quite alright. If ever you want to talk about it-?'

'I don't know. I made a mistake and maybe I can't take it back.' She sniffed on Remus's chest. 'God, I'm such a girl!'

'Certainly you are.' Remus sad quietly.

'It's not what I meant.' She said, but it did make her smile. She let go of Remus. 'Thanks.'

'Are you going to be alright?' Remus said concerned.

Wasn't he such a sweetheart. Intelligent. Scars. Chivalry. Out of a fairytale. Perfect.

'Yeah, I should probably head home.' Tonks said distantly.

'Okay. Feel free to drop by.' Remus said with a small smile before turning around.

'Wait!' Tonks said not really knowing why.

Remus turned back around before he even had time to take the first step. 'Yes?'

'I – er… –'

…wanted to kiss you so, so badly.

She hugged him again and when she let go, she found her nose almost touching his.

It's only a movement away.

Both, Emmeline and Nymphadora had the urge to kiss the boy in front of them.

One of them did, the other one didn't.

(Monday, August 28th)

'Fuck!'

Nymphadora pulled her pants up and sat down on the side of the bathtub.

'Fuck, fuck, fuck!'

Before she could swear some more, the bathroom door blew up and a great deal of red hair bended down on the toilet and…

'Ughh, are you sick, Lily?'

When Lily had done emptying her stomach, she cleaned her mouth with toilet paper and sat while resting her head against the wall. 'Yes.' She then frowned at her. 'Why are you sitting on the tub?'

'I – well – hey - you're good with potions aren't you? Or so, Remus rekons.'

Lily nodded.

'Can you brew me a potion? It's a rather complicated one, but it'll be way cheaper if you do it and I don't want to attract attention and – '

'What is it?' She said bit impatiently.

'Well, you see, I think I might be – pregnant.' Nymphadora said grimacing at the floor.

Lily blinked three times subsequently. 'You too?'

Nymphadora shot her head up at Lily. 'What? Who else is –' She looked at the toilet full of Lily's vomit. 'No. You're pregnant too?'

Lily shrugged. 'I might be. I was going to test my urine. I can do yours too?'

'Could you?' She replied relief.

Lily nodded. 'So, who's the father?'

'It was a one night stand. I don't know his name. You see, I was mad that evening.' She said needing to justify this behavior. 'Because of that Tyler that I didn't know was Cedric Diggory. I try to talk to Remus about him, because I knew something was off, but he pissed me off. We had a small fight, but I was so mad for some reason. So, I went to a bar and…'

'Someone pretended to care.' Lily finished.

Nymphadora nodded. 'I don't want to be pregnant with this random person. How am I supposed to find him again if I am?'

'Don't worry about it.' Lily said getting up. 'Let's not worry about it before I test it out. I can have it done by Thursday.' She started to leave.

'Lily?'

'Yes?' She said turning around.

'Do you want this baby?'

Lily took fifteen seconds to respond. She looked distant. At last she said, 'Not really, no.' And walked away.

(Thursday, August 31st)

Lily woke up and to her luck; James was already out of bed. This would make things easier.

She got dress quickly and opened the closet where the cauldron stood. She had to let it rest for the night and it looked about ready.

She took the two urine samples out as well as two goblets. She poured a scoop of potion in each one and blended the urine samples. She waited.

And waited.

And…

One was negative, the other positive.

The week was quite an amusing one.

Sunday, Lily and James thought about telling Harry the reasons he was singled out by Voldemort.

Monday, Ginny and Hermione decided to break up with their boyfriends. Lily and Nymphadora decided to take a pregnancy test.

Tuesday, Severus and James felt like hitting the other right in the face.

Wednesday, Nymphadora had the urge to kiss Remus.

Thursday, Emmeline had the urge to kiss James. Lily saw the results of the tests.

So, I'm sorry that Harry, Ron and Sirius didn't make it to this chapter, but I PROMISE that we will have a Harry/Parents momentS (Notice the 'S') in the very next chapter.

I'd really, really, really would love your thoughts on this one, because a lot of things are going on. Once again, chocolate would be on the line, if I could!