A/N – First I would like to thank all of my reviewers: bexy34, kt130, TheLastCrumpet, edwardandbellaforever25, Meshugenah, ICantRemberSodAll, Seren1ty47, xxxxParvati-Patilxxxx, storm-brain, Phyre's child13, stella luminosa, Love is the key to the world, pippapear, and Potterdancer616.

A Day in the Sun

Chapter Twenty-one

James was still stunned that the diminutive mediwitch known as Madame Pomfrey could inspire such fear as he brought Lily into the Magical Maladies and Injuries department of the hospital. He held Lily's hand as Madame Pomfrey looked for the healer. He ran his hand through the beautiful girl's hair and spoke softly to her, "Poppy says you're going to be fine—If she ever finds a healer assigned to this ward. I won't leave you until you are perfectly healthy, okay. Lily, please wake up. Plea—" When he saw a pair of hands try to take Lily from his arms James looked up, and with distain in his tone said, "What do you think you are doing?"

"I'm saving this woman's life. Nurse Kelly please take care of him."

"Yes, Sir." A large woman dressed in a nurse's uniform walked up to James. "Mister Potter, I assume?" When James nodded she continued, "You must allow the healer to work." She grabbed his arm and lead him to a chair. When she saw that he was still looking after the healer suspiciously she added, "Healer Black is fully qualified despite his young age. Don't worry. Your wife couldn't be in better hands."

"I know Regalus Black and I don't trust him."

"Healer Black doesn't allow personal problems interfere with his work. If he did he wouldn't work here. Of that I can assure you."

"Nurse Kelly," Madame Pomfrey walked up behind her, "Regalus says he isn't in need of me anymore, but I am certain he could use you. I'll keep Mister Potter out of the Healer's way."

The nurse nodded and went to help the group forming around Lily.

James sat by and watched as the team of professionals worked to save his wife's life. He couldn't believe that someone as prejudiced as Regalus Black was being allowed to work on a muggleborn like Lily. He stood when he saw the crowd around Lily's bedside diminish. He watched as Black walked over to where James was standing. The healer's footsteps were not directed toward James, but toward his keeper for the time being, Madame Pomfrey.

"Hello, Poppy," Regalus said with a sad smile. The mediwitch only nodded so he continued, "Who is to be notified of her condition."

"Her file is right here. I grabbed it on my way out of the hospital wing."

"Thanks, Poppy." He opened the folder and found Lily's emergency contacts. "There's two—a sister and Severus Snape. Are those current?"

Madame Pomfrey had a confused expression on her face when she answered, "Yes, of course." 'I could have sworn she had three.' she thought to herself.

"I'm her husband; you can tell me." James interjected.

"No, Mister Potter, I can tell these two people and these two people only." To Madame Pomfrey he added, "Do you know how to get a hold of a 'Petunia Dursley'?"

"It doesn't give an address?" She asked still obviously confused.

"I know how to get a hold of her." James said.

"Fine." Regalus said. "You get this Mrs. Dursley and I'll get Severus. We'll meet back here and I'll tell them both."

"You should be able to tell me! I'm her husband, and as such I am her next of kin." James said harshly.

"Get Mrs. Dursley or don't get Mrs. Dursley. It doesn't change the fact that I can't tell you anything without jeopardizing my entire career. Think about what Lily would want." Regalus sad with only the slightest tinge of anger tainting his voice. Potter was acting like a child! He turned on his heel before a reply could be made and walked from the room.

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James apparated into a squib's home about a block from the Dursley's new house on Privet Drive. He told Mrs. Figg 'good afternoon' and walked out of her house. His long strides quickly overtook the ground separating him from Lily's sister. He could not believe that Lily hadn't kept her emergency information up to date! He wanted to know what had happened! He wanted to know if his wife and his child were going to be alive in the near future. His brooding carried him to his sister-in-law's front door. He knocked and waited.

"Oh, it's you! The wedding ruiner!" Vernon greeted James at the front door. "You hurt Petty's father so badly he had to go to the hospital! On our wedding day!!"

"Good!" James said throughly fed up with this man within twenty seconds of seeing him. "I need to speak with Petunia."

"Petty isn't talking to you. I don't need you upsetting her, again! She cried for hours because you ruined her wed--"

"Vernon, what's he doing here?" James heard a voice from inside.

"He was leaving." Vernon said over his shoulder. He moved to shut the door, but James blocked it with his arm.

"Lily's in the hospital." James said to the voice within. He hoped the woman would have a shred of decency in her gangly body.

"I will shut your arm in the door; don't think I won't." Vernon began.

"Vernon, please let me see James."

James watched as an astounded Vernon Dursley moved aside so that his wife could take his place. "What's wrong with her?" The woman's words came out harshly, but James saw something in Petunia's eyes. Something that looked a lot like worry.

"I don't know." He answered honestly. "Apparently Lily didn't update her emergency contacts. The healer says he can't tell me anything because of privacy concerns."

"Vernon, I'm going to go to the hospital with James." Petunia threw over her shoulder before bolting out of the door and closing it before Vernon could try to talk any sense into her. "Should I get the car?" She asked James.

"No," He answered. "I'll apparate us. It's faster."

The two walked in silence. James was leading them to Mrs. Figg's house, but if Petunia didn't ask where they were going he wasn't going to tell her.

"Do you know anything about what happened?" Petunia asked.

James glanced sideways at her. When he saw her white face he answered, "She got hit with the Cruciatus curse. It knocked her out. She's still passed out."

"Is the baby alright?"

"She told you she was pregnant?"

"Not in so many words. I doubt she even knew when I first figured it out."

"How could you know before she did?" James was confused.

"Lily and I are sisters. She writes me at least once a month. It's normally closer to once a week." Petunia said wearily. She was tired of people thinking that just because the girls fought constantly that she and Lily weren't close. Idiots.

"Here we are." James said walking up the Mrs. Figg's house and ringing the doorbell.

"There's one of you in our neighborhood?"

"Mrs. Figg is a squib; I believe." James answered with some effrontery.

"What's a squib?"

Before James could answer Mrs. Figg opened the door. "Come in, child. Bring your friend with you."

"We were wondering if we could use your house to apparate again?"

"Tim Potter's son is welcome to use anything in my home. When are you going to make Ol' Timmy a posthumous grandfather?"

"Um, my wife and I are working on that ma'am." James said uncomfortably as he and Petunia slipped inside.

"Well, what are you waiting for? Apparate!" The older woman sounded impatient.

"Thanks, ma'am." James said before taking hold of Petunia's arm and apparating her to Saint Mungo's.

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"This place is a zoo!" Petunia ground out as they popped into the waiting room of Saint Mungo's.

"You're kidding, right? This is a slow day." James yelled above the din. "We've just got to make our way to the—"

"Muggles aren't allowed in this hospital, Sir." It was the exceptionally annoying Miss Calstone.

"Merlin, woman! Do I have to sic Madame Pomfrey on you again?" James asked. He watched a small amount of fear enter the girl's face before it was overtaken by extreme boredom.

"Sir, it is my responsibility to make sure that the secrets of this institution are kept. How can we keep them when muggles are present?" She let out in an unamused monotone.

"Miss Calstone!" A sharp voice from behind them butted in. "Why are you bothering my patient's sister?"

"She's a muggle, sir. She's not allowed inside." She answered, ever belligerent.

"Muggles aren't allowed to be treated here unless their wounds are magical. There are no bylines that bar muggles from entrance. Now, please allow Mrs. Dursley to pass. And do not ever bother any of my patients or their family members again." That woman had been a thorn in Regalus Black's side for far too long.

"You two, follow me." He led James and Petunia to Lily's bed. "She's not awake yet. Severus will arrive shortly, accompanied by Madame Pomfrey. When they arrive I will inform you of the extent of your sister's condition, Mrs. Dursley." Regalus left as James and Petunia each found a seat by Lily's bed.

"Explain to me again why he won't tell you what happened." Petunia ordered.

"Well, apparently Lily hadn't updated her emergency contacts." James picked up Lily's hand and began gently massaging it with the pad of his thumb.

"No." Petunia said determinately.

"What do you mean, 'No'?" James asked.

"No, Lily doesn't procrastinate—ever. Aside from that, the doctor called me 'Mrs. Dursley'. I got married after you did."

"Well, then I don't know." Now he was really confused. "Maybe Lily thought I would be understood."

"Maybe." Petunia said, though she sounded unconvinced. "So, what's a squib?"

James chuckled softly, "You really are a muggle. A squib is a person that is born into a magical family, but is not a witch or wizard.

"There are magical families?" Petunia questioned. She was astounded.

"Uh, yeah. I'm from one, actually." James answered. "Lily hasn't told you about any of this?"

"Any of what?"

"Well, there's a war going on over wether or not to allow muggleborns, like Lily, to practice magic."

"A war. Like a real war. You mean deaths?"

"Of course a real war! Lily was hit with an unforgivable curse by the leader of the other side." James said.

"My sister is a casualty of war! A war she didn't even bother to tell me about! How long has this been going on?"

"About three years."

"Three years Lily's been in constant danger and she didn't tell me?" Petunia questioned the air around her. "Why?" This was directed at James.

James was saved from answering when two figures came into the room from the fireplace. One was unmistakably Severus Snape and the other equally noticeable as Madame Pomfrey.

A/N-I'm a little disappointed. No one asked me about healer Black. I'm guessing that some of you assumed that it was Sirius? Just remember that assume makes an ass out of you and me. Anyway, just wanted to say, ha ha, since none of you guessed.

Anyone who can figure out where nurse Kelly comes from gets special mention in my next chapter, but I doubt anyone will get it. And she's not a bit character from any of the Harry Potter books or movies as far as I know so don't waste your time searching there.

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