Yes, There is a part later on that is JK's. You'll know it if you're reading this. This is my warning. It's not mine. The rest is. That part isn't.

Chapter 20

James POV

Two days later

I was doing this again. I was trying my hardest to comfort Lily and at the same time trying to make sure that Sirius didn't do something extremely stupid in an attempt to avenge the woman he loved. I couldn't imagine what Sirius was going through right now. Lily and I had lost our families, they were taken from us and that was something we'd never get over but we could move on. They would want us to move on with our lives.

But Sirius, his parents just disowned him. They didn't love him, and most of his family tries to kill him if they see him. I can't imagine what kind of pain he feels. And now, the one person in his life that loves him for who he is, beyond his friends, is taken from him. By a family member. After only a few months of them being together.

How does one comfort a friend who has lost literally everything? How do you comfort your wife whose friend just sacrificed her life to save hers? I'm only one man. And I can't comfort them both the way they need it.

The service was small. Only members of the Order knew about it. Dumbledore knew that if Voldemort knew that we were all together in one place, he wouldn't be able to resist trying to eliminate some of us. Even with this risk, we had to go.

I had asked Lily if there was anyway for her to stay home. She hadn't talked to me since. I tried to assure her that I just wanted her safe. I just wanted our baby safe. I realized now as we stood around the grave of her best friend that even if Voldemort was standing in our midst, she would have come to say good-bye.

Our small group stood silent around the grave, Lily and I, Alice and Frank, who had recently eloped quietly suddenly realizing the brevity of life, Sirius, Peter and Remus.

"She died to save me." Lily whispered as the casket was lowered into the ground. I could hear Alice's unrestrained sobs as she wept for the same reason as Lily.

"She died to save you." I agreed. "She died to save our baby. She died to save Alice and to save her baby. Don't let her life's end be in vain."

Lily nodded. As we turned to leave, dark smoke caught my eye on the far side of the cemetery. Death Eaters.

Lily must have heard my sudden intake of breath and she turned to see them as well. Like a well-practiced team, we all drew our wands at the same time.

"LILY, JAMES, ALICE, FRANK GO!" Sirius yelled as he blocked spell after spell the Death Eaters cast towards us. Peter stood still, looking frantically from the Death Eaters to our group, like he couldn't decide what was happening.

Remus leaped in front of us and shot back spells towards the large group of dark cloaks that were getting closer by the second. There had to be close to ten of them, obviously Voldemort was getting more desperate to kill us.

I looked quickly at our friends, protecting us and I wished I could stay and help them. I did not want any more people dying because of us. But I knew that I could not survive if Lily and our baby were killed. So I grabbed Lily's arm and apperated us from danger once again.

"James!" Lily sobbed hard, as we stumbled to stay upright in our tiny living room. I quickly sent a patronus to Frank and Alice's home with a message of our safety.

"I know, I know." I grabbed her up into my arms, crushing her to my chest.

"How do they keep finding us?" She sobbed.

"I don't know, Love. I don't know."

A Week Later

"Lily?" I called up the small staircase to our bedroom. I had left the door open in hopes that the fresh air going into our bedroom would rouse my wife and she'd come down from our room. It hadn't worked yet this week but I kept hoping that she'd pull out of this depression. It had only been a week, but she had yet to leave the upstairs of our house.

"Just a minute." Lily's voice called.

Instead of rushing up the stairs to pull her into my arms like I wanted to do, I continued making breakfast in our bright yellow kitchen. It was a little gift to her, breakfast and the freshly painted kitchen. She had complained that it was dreary back a few months ago and I hadn't had any time to fix it up for her with my duties with the Order. But I had cut back some, to make sure that I was here for her when she needed me and to make sure that I kept my self safe. It wasn't a coincidence that Voldemort's followers had tried to kill us three different times. We had uncovered way too much as spies and somehow they found out that it was us. Someone was double-crossing. Sirius had been right, and I just had to find out who it was. After the confrontation at Marlene's grave, there was no way they just guessed where we were going to be.

I could hear Lily's soft footsteps coming down the staircase and I busied myself with filling her plate with scrambled eggs and bacon.

"What is this?" She asked curiously from the doorway to the kitchen. I rushed over to grab her hand and lead her to the table.

"I painted the kitchen. Do you like it?" I asked anxiously. The yellow was bright, and maybe it was a bit much.

"I love it." She smiled up at me and pressed a quick kiss to my lips. "I love you." She mumbled and kissed my lips again, this time a bit more urgent.

I pulled away and she pouted at me. "Eat your breakfast." I said with a teasing scold.

I grabbed my own plate and sat across the table from her. She looked healthier. The glow that had disappeared from her face after Marlene died was back, that beautiful pregnancy glow. I had never thought pregnant women looked any different beyond the belly, but was I wrong. My wife was more beautiful now than she had ever been, swollen slightly with my child and glowing radiantly.

"How's Sirius?" She asked with a full mouth of eggs, a bit dribbled out the side and she brushed it off her chin.

"He's…" I hedged. "He lost the girl that he loved. I'm not sure you ever get over that."

Lily nodded, a tear escaped from her eye and left a trail down the side of her face. I moved forward and wiped it away with my hand.

"It's okay to be sad, love. You lost your best friend. But remember what I said?" I asked gently.

She nodded. "She died to save me and most of all to save our baby." Her hand moved down to pat her belly. "And Alice and her baby."

She sniffed once and continued eating her eggs. "What should we do for Sirius?" She asked.

"I think we let him heal in his own way." I answered. This was something I had given a lot of thought to, and there hadn't been any great answers. "We make sure he doesn't drink himself to death. We know he's apt to do that. But we let him greive."

Lily nodded. "You're right."

I smiled. "You're beautiful."

She blushed slightly, which just made her more beautiful. I moved around the table and knelt next to her chair. "You are the most beautiful women I have ever seen in my life."

She shook her head and bobbed my head in and kissed her to still her movements and prevent her from denying it. She pulled back quickly.

"You can't just kiss me to get me to shut…" I cut her off by kissing her again. She pulled back again but I pressed my lips against hers more urgently. I felt her body melt into mine so I picked her up from her chair and took her back to our bedroom.

4 Months Later

"Gahhhhhhhhhhhh!" Lily screamed. I fluttered around her head nervously. I didn't know what to do to help her and I hated feeling so completely helpless.

"What can I do, Love? What can I do?" I asked her frantically.

"SHUT UP!" She screamed and then she grabbed my hand, all but crushing the bones. I winced. She noticed. "GROW A PAIR!"

"Just one more push, Lily." The Medwitch said calmly. "I can see his head."

"!" Lily screamed and suddenly another cry joined hers.

"It's a boy." The Medwitch said calmly. She placed the little squirming bundle of baby on Lily's chest and we both just stared at him for a moment. He had jet black hair, it was plastered to his little head but there was a lot of it. He opened his eyes and looked straight up at Lily and I saw his bright green eyes, Lily's bright green eyes.

"Harry." Lily said; her voice completely different than I had ever heard it before. She stroked the side of the baby's face, our baby's face. "Harry James Potter."

I smiled. "Harry James Potter. He's perfect."

"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches...Born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies...and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal…

Snape struggled to understand what it meant as he ran from the bar. He couldn't believe this crazy woman actually had the powers of prophecy. But more importantly, who was it about? It didn't mean Lily… did it? He had no choice but to tell the Dark Lord. Perhaps it meant the Longbottom child. He could only hope. He couldn't bear the thought that his Lily, the beautiful girl with those green eyes who had been his only friend, his only love, would die at the hands of the Dark Lord.

A/N Ah. One more chapter. :-( I'm sad but happy. Sad because well, I love writing but happy to have it done. It's been in the process of for quite a while now and I got two jobs now so... I don't really have a lot of time to write. Which is sad. *sigh* anyway. Let me know what you think! And for those who were sad about Marlene dying and reviewed me "WHY OH GOD WHY!" well... she was described as dead in the books... so I went with that. Sorry? Have a problem? Take it up with J.K. P.S. Watch Doctor Who. Tis the best. Series 2 there is an episode called Shakespeare's Code that refences Harry Potter like three times. Brilliant!

-Sarah

Thanks Krista! :-)