AN: I did it! It's the last chapter! Here's the thing, though, I planned to write two more parts of this series. There was "Which Mommy is Which", which takes us through James and Lily joining the order and having Harry. I had a couple of chapters written out, but as I said in another chapter, I probably won't finish it. Then there was.. I don't think I named it yet, but it was going to be a oneshot about the night they died.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, but I wish I did. If I did, I could make people stop romanticizing Snily, I could actually be a good writer, I could officially deem The Life And Times canon, and I wouldn't have to go back to school in three days.


Chapter 12: St. Mango's

When we arrived, James and I carried Mimi through the front doors, and this weird, beeping machine. We stopped at the front desk. Upon seeing us, a doctor hurriedly escorted us to the nearest room, promising to be back soon with the diagnosis, which was odd, because she hadn't even been examined yet.

After a few minutes had gone by, Mimi gave a start and awoke suddenly.

"Mimi!" I squealed, relieved to see that she wasn't dead.

"Lily?" she asked, trying – and failing – to sit up.

"Yes, Mimi! It's me! I'm so sorry about earlier, you're my best friend. I love you, and I never meant to hurt you. Please forgive me."

Mimi smiled at the wall over my shoulder, "Of course I forgive you, Lily. You're my best friend, too." We hugged. Just then, the doctor walked in, carrying three medical files in his arms.

"I assume this is a joint visit?"

None of us knew what that meant, as we had never been here before, so I nodded hesitantly.

"Alright, we'll start with you," he said to a barely conscious Mimi.

"Our scanner reported a major concussion from blunt force trauma. Do you know how this could have happened?" he addressed James and I this time.

"Um…Yeah…" I began. "It was – wait! Your scanner?"

He nodded. "That machine by the main entrance automatically scans everyone that passes by it. These," he gestured to the files in his hands, "contain the medical information from the three of you that our scanner was able to detect."

I blinked.

He returned his attention to Mimi in my silence. "Endo Concussiono."

Mimi gave a little jerk and collapsed, unconscious.

"She'll sleep for a few hours, but when she wakes up she'll be as good as new."

I blinked again.

"Okay… but what about us?" I said, waving my arm between James and me.

"Well, the scanner somehow picked up signs of dementia from that one," he said, nodding his head James, who was now trying to catch a fly that nobody else could see.

The doctor coughed awkwardly and continued, "and hey, congrats! You're pregnant!"

"What?"

The End


This is it. The end. But, if you want me to finish the series I will. Seriously. If someone left a review telling me that they wanted me to write more then I would drop EVERYTHING and do it. I have become so desperate for attention on this site. It's nuts. When I first started posting fic I was just thrilled that anybody had clicked on it, but the more I write and the harder I work I just find myself wanting to give up. It feels futile when nobody even has anything to say about my work. I know that this is only my second fic, and a parody at that, but writing is really fucking hard, and I love it, but motivation isn't easy for me, and if I feel like nobody cares, then it's just really hard to keep writing. Anyway, if you happen upon this fic, please review. Tell me what you like, tell me what you don't like, and check out my other fics. Or my favorites list. I've spent years scoping out the good Jily so... Enjoy. Bye!