Denial
Chapter 37 - Sirius, the Fabulous Father Christmas
*****
"I am pregnant! I am pregnant! Preggy weggy pregnant. Whooooooo! Whoo whoo whoo! Preggy preggy preggynant! I aaam pregnant! Preggers! Aye, I'm preggers! Preggers weggers meggers, preggers! No more periods! No more periods! Suck on that! Preggeeeers! Preggers preggers preggers! Whoooooooo!"
"Morning sickness! Big fat belly! Giving birth! Preggers! Yeah! My favourite thing."
"Shhhhh, You'll hurt its feelings." Lily said, rubbing her still very flat stomach.
"No I won't, it doesn't understand English." I groaned. Lily had just found out she was pregnant, and it was killing me. Killing me, I tell you. James was happy, Kira was in a reasonable frame of mind, but Lily was unbearable. She insisted on dancing around, and singing, and yelling "I'm preggers people. Preggers!" at random moments to random people. "James?" I whined, "Is there anything you could do to shut her up?"
James rose an eyebrow as Lily skipped towards him. "Probably." He said, before kissing her full on the lips, very slowly and passionately. It shut her up, but it wasn't exactly pleasant to watch.
"So Kira," I said, turning away, "How shall we best ignore them?"
"Actually, I'm going now." She said, standing up.
"Where?"
"Out." She said simply, picking up her handbag from the arm of the sofa.
"Oh. Is that the way it is? You sound like a moody teenager."
Kira's face turned to mock outrage, "Don't you dare call me names like that! It's none of your business where I'm going! I have my own life, and you can't tell me what to do! You don't care about me anyway!" She stamped her foot and left, calling "See you later." In her normal voice.
"What was that about?" James asked, still keeping a tight hold of Lily, who showed no signs of struggling.
"Nothing." I said, "Do either of you know where Kira's going?"
"She has a date." Lily quickly informed me.
"And why wasn't I told of this?" Lily shrugged. "Fair enough." I said. "So, Lily, my dear. Do you want Ruby's old baby stuff?"
Lily thought for a moment. "Well," she began, "Yours are a bit out of date and I want my baby to be the height of fashion like Ruby was, and I don't know if it's a boy or a girl yet, so... we'll see." She finished.
"Lily," I pressed, "think about how much money you have. Now think about how much Ruby's baby clothes will cost you (ie. Nothing), now think about the question again. Now what do you say?"
"I say," Lily began slowly, "can I have Ruby's baby clothes please."
"And the rest of the stuff?"
"Yeah, ok then."
"Bearing in mind I expect you to give it back if I get pregnant again."
"As long as you don't get pregnant within a few months, that's fine and dandy."
"Jolly good."
"Bon."
"Oui."
"Alors-"
"Stop talking in French." James cut in. Lily and I both hung our heads in shame.
*****
Christmas. A time for family. And a family we were. A big happy one. Well, pretty much. At least me and Ruby and Sirius were, and Lily and James and lump were, and Kira was, and Remus was, and Peter was. God, they had massive families, they did. So my family, and Lily's family joined forces and let the family rejects tag along. Because we're kind. And caring.
Anyway, as I was saying: Christmas.
Sirius and I had just bought a new house, humble as it was, so we got everyone (and this year it was everyone) round for Christmas day.
On the morning of said day me and Sirius were up first when Ruby woke us at 5:30 in the morning. Everyone else was still upstairs. Ruby tried to persuade us to wake them up, but we managed to convince her it was too early. All the same she still wanted to start opening her presents so we let her empty her stocking. I say stocking, I mean one of Sirius's socks. We'd given her a large red one, which she accepted as a fine and splendid stocking. I'd made sure it was clean, don't worry.
James came down at half seven, wearing a very tall wizards hat, made of green felt, with large yellow spots, and small purple rabbits running around the brim. I was in the kitchen when he came down, and saw him first. I became worried that when Ruby saw the hat she would literally explode into little pieces, but I was relieved to see that after shooting out of the living room like a bullet, straight into 'Unkie James' almost knocking the hat off, she was still in one piece. The rabbits staggered a bit, and one slipped off, but I bent down and carefully placed it back on the hat, where it proceeded to run around again.
Of course, as soon as James set foot in the front room Ruby pestered us to get everyone up to open the presents again. Most of them were hers anyway. But, the harsh and cruel parents that we are, we refused once again. We wouldn't even let her open one (actually James thought she should be allowed to, but I'm a great believer in Christmas - and present givings in general - being more fun when everyone's there, so they can either find out what's in all the presents, not just their own, and so they can see the looks of pure joy when Christmas presents are opened which they have given. And so they can compete over whose is best, I suppose).
So anyway, by eight Lily had got her arse downstairs, and I could hear Peter shuffling around in the back room, which he was sharing with Remus. I also heard when Peter stepped on Remus's head, and he yelled very loudly. It was quite funny really.
Soon the only one not up was Kira, and Ruby was getting impatient, and over excited, so I let her go and wake Kira up, seeing as I was getting bored too. We'd already eaten quite a lot of chocolate from various sources, and me and Sirius had started cooking Christmas dinner.
By eight thirty the front room was in ruins. Not that it had been particularly fabulous in the first place, but any sense of dignity it held had been demolished by Ruby's (and Sirius's actually) unwrapping techniques.
Actually you should have seen her face when she unwrapped her present from Father Christmas. We'd made sure we hadn't used the same wrapping paper for any other presents. We had got her an inexpensive watch, with a blue strap, decorated with turquoise butterflies, and glittery hands. And she loved it. It was just a watch, but she'd wanted one so much, and she just ran to us shouting about how Father Christmas had got her a watch, and got me to put it on for her, and said that she would never take it off.
And that made me feel really good, knowing I could do something so good for my daughter.
*****
AN: Christmas will continue next chapter. Sorry for the slow update. It's just I thought there was nothing that could happen at Christmas, but then I realised that what I had to do was really very simple.
Which makes life easier for me because I don't have to apply any brain power.
Well not much.
Anyway - thanks ahoy!
Angel76 - fabulous! I love people who die by suffocation :P
Jo12 - I'm surprised I made Chloe overreact so much actually. How odd. Oh well.
Bertiebottsgeorge - Faaaaabulous. The matrix. I need to see revolutions.
Crazed Author1 - BLUE TEETH FOR PRESIDENT!
Chocolate Taco - I don't speak French in the slightest. All my teachers were so bad. I only say random words like "Bon" and "Alors" except no-one seems to know the word "Alors" except people who were in Mr Carnall's class which is slightly worrying.
Nothing lasts forever - sorry about the lack of hot sex, but here's the chapter.
Lady K4 - Don't worry. Despite the fact that supposedly stories (only in general) should have three climaxes, each one bigger than the other, and I've probably had far more than three, and the one coming up won't really end up as big as some, there is still more story content to come, and I can't be sure how much. Although I am going to kind of be rushing it until the next climax, but shhhh..
Amritos - More fabulous reviewers. Bono.
Annoriel - Madder Red. By myself, sorry to disappoint you. The full lyrics are on fictionpress if you care. Same name and id.
Sam8 - er. possibly. I mean, of course not!
Susan B - oh dear. Tired eyes, never a good thing. Stops you doing history homework at 11 o'clock at night. Or history projects until 5:00 in the morning, because you were a fool and didn't do them when you should have done.
Elvencherry07 - BLUE TEETH FOR PRESIDENT!
Mary - yeah, I get pissed with Harry Ron and Hermione stories.
Zeldagrl436 - BLUE TEETH FOR PRESIDENT!
Captain Oblivious - BLUE TEETH FOR PRESIDENT! (have I made my point yet?)
Child of the Wolves - Sirius can't die. He can't. He's not dead to this day. He never died, and will never. However eventually he may have to for the purposes of fiction and a happy ending.
Aalina - and this was slooooooooooooooow.
Sami Potter - BLUE TEETH FOR PRESIDENT! (Apparently not)
Freakyfroggurl22 - BLUE TEETH FOR PRESIDENT! AND WAFFLES!
Magicrules - German is quality.Oh yes I have German tomorrow! (and if you think I love German because I love learning German - therefore probably thinking I'm a retard - that isn't the retard. It's because I'm making a Dictionary or Pine (Pine is the German teacher) and he says all these fabulous things like "You're a mega-prune" and "If you see any caterpillars tell me!" and those are only a taster.)
PRoNgSmOoNyPaDfOoT - your name is difficult to type. BLUE TEETH FOR PRESIDENT!
Gryffindor-rox - BLUE TEETH FOR PRESIDENT!
ANNE( v )79 - . I'll come to that when I come to it.
- Mai
Chapter 37 - Sirius, the Fabulous Father Christmas
*****
"I am pregnant! I am pregnant! Preggy weggy pregnant. Whooooooo! Whoo whoo whoo! Preggy preggy preggynant! I aaam pregnant! Preggers! Aye, I'm preggers! Preggers weggers meggers, preggers! No more periods! No more periods! Suck on that! Preggeeeers! Preggers preggers preggers! Whoooooooo!"
"Morning sickness! Big fat belly! Giving birth! Preggers! Yeah! My favourite thing."
"Shhhhh, You'll hurt its feelings." Lily said, rubbing her still very flat stomach.
"No I won't, it doesn't understand English." I groaned. Lily had just found out she was pregnant, and it was killing me. Killing me, I tell you. James was happy, Kira was in a reasonable frame of mind, but Lily was unbearable. She insisted on dancing around, and singing, and yelling "I'm preggers people. Preggers!" at random moments to random people. "James?" I whined, "Is there anything you could do to shut her up?"
James rose an eyebrow as Lily skipped towards him. "Probably." He said, before kissing her full on the lips, very slowly and passionately. It shut her up, but it wasn't exactly pleasant to watch.
"So Kira," I said, turning away, "How shall we best ignore them?"
"Actually, I'm going now." She said, standing up.
"Where?"
"Out." She said simply, picking up her handbag from the arm of the sofa.
"Oh. Is that the way it is? You sound like a moody teenager."
Kira's face turned to mock outrage, "Don't you dare call me names like that! It's none of your business where I'm going! I have my own life, and you can't tell me what to do! You don't care about me anyway!" She stamped her foot and left, calling "See you later." In her normal voice.
"What was that about?" James asked, still keeping a tight hold of Lily, who showed no signs of struggling.
"Nothing." I said, "Do either of you know where Kira's going?"
"She has a date." Lily quickly informed me.
"And why wasn't I told of this?" Lily shrugged. "Fair enough." I said. "So, Lily, my dear. Do you want Ruby's old baby stuff?"
Lily thought for a moment. "Well," she began, "Yours are a bit out of date and I want my baby to be the height of fashion like Ruby was, and I don't know if it's a boy or a girl yet, so... we'll see." She finished.
"Lily," I pressed, "think about how much money you have. Now think about how much Ruby's baby clothes will cost you (ie. Nothing), now think about the question again. Now what do you say?"
"I say," Lily began slowly, "can I have Ruby's baby clothes please."
"And the rest of the stuff?"
"Yeah, ok then."
"Bearing in mind I expect you to give it back if I get pregnant again."
"As long as you don't get pregnant within a few months, that's fine and dandy."
"Jolly good."
"Bon."
"Oui."
"Alors-"
"Stop talking in French." James cut in. Lily and I both hung our heads in shame.
*****
Christmas. A time for family. And a family we were. A big happy one. Well, pretty much. At least me and Ruby and Sirius were, and Lily and James and lump were, and Kira was, and Remus was, and Peter was. God, they had massive families, they did. So my family, and Lily's family joined forces and let the family rejects tag along. Because we're kind. And caring.
Anyway, as I was saying: Christmas.
Sirius and I had just bought a new house, humble as it was, so we got everyone (and this year it was everyone) round for Christmas day.
On the morning of said day me and Sirius were up first when Ruby woke us at 5:30 in the morning. Everyone else was still upstairs. Ruby tried to persuade us to wake them up, but we managed to convince her it was too early. All the same she still wanted to start opening her presents so we let her empty her stocking. I say stocking, I mean one of Sirius's socks. We'd given her a large red one, which she accepted as a fine and splendid stocking. I'd made sure it was clean, don't worry.
James came down at half seven, wearing a very tall wizards hat, made of green felt, with large yellow spots, and small purple rabbits running around the brim. I was in the kitchen when he came down, and saw him first. I became worried that when Ruby saw the hat she would literally explode into little pieces, but I was relieved to see that after shooting out of the living room like a bullet, straight into 'Unkie James' almost knocking the hat off, she was still in one piece. The rabbits staggered a bit, and one slipped off, but I bent down and carefully placed it back on the hat, where it proceeded to run around again.
Of course, as soon as James set foot in the front room Ruby pestered us to get everyone up to open the presents again. Most of them were hers anyway. But, the harsh and cruel parents that we are, we refused once again. We wouldn't even let her open one (actually James thought she should be allowed to, but I'm a great believer in Christmas - and present givings in general - being more fun when everyone's there, so they can either find out what's in all the presents, not just their own, and so they can see the looks of pure joy when Christmas presents are opened which they have given. And so they can compete over whose is best, I suppose).
So anyway, by eight Lily had got her arse downstairs, and I could hear Peter shuffling around in the back room, which he was sharing with Remus. I also heard when Peter stepped on Remus's head, and he yelled very loudly. It was quite funny really.
Soon the only one not up was Kira, and Ruby was getting impatient, and over excited, so I let her go and wake Kira up, seeing as I was getting bored too. We'd already eaten quite a lot of chocolate from various sources, and me and Sirius had started cooking Christmas dinner.
By eight thirty the front room was in ruins. Not that it had been particularly fabulous in the first place, but any sense of dignity it held had been demolished by Ruby's (and Sirius's actually) unwrapping techniques.
Actually you should have seen her face when she unwrapped her present from Father Christmas. We'd made sure we hadn't used the same wrapping paper for any other presents. We had got her an inexpensive watch, with a blue strap, decorated with turquoise butterflies, and glittery hands. And she loved it. It was just a watch, but she'd wanted one so much, and she just ran to us shouting about how Father Christmas had got her a watch, and got me to put it on for her, and said that she would never take it off.
And that made me feel really good, knowing I could do something so good for my daughter.
*****
AN: Christmas will continue next chapter. Sorry for the slow update. It's just I thought there was nothing that could happen at Christmas, but then I realised that what I had to do was really very simple.
Which makes life easier for me because I don't have to apply any brain power.
Well not much.
Anyway - thanks ahoy!
Angel76 - fabulous! I love people who die by suffocation :P
Jo12 - I'm surprised I made Chloe overreact so much actually. How odd. Oh well.
Bertiebottsgeorge - Faaaaabulous. The matrix. I need to see revolutions.
Crazed Author1 - BLUE TEETH FOR PRESIDENT!
Chocolate Taco - I don't speak French in the slightest. All my teachers were so bad. I only say random words like "Bon" and "Alors" except no-one seems to know the word "Alors" except people who were in Mr Carnall's class which is slightly worrying.
Nothing lasts forever - sorry about the lack of hot sex, but here's the chapter.
Lady K4 - Don't worry. Despite the fact that supposedly stories (only in general) should have three climaxes, each one bigger than the other, and I've probably had far more than three, and the one coming up won't really end up as big as some, there is still more story content to come, and I can't be sure how much. Although I am going to kind of be rushing it until the next climax, but shhhh..
Amritos - More fabulous reviewers. Bono.
Annoriel - Madder Red. By myself, sorry to disappoint you. The full lyrics are on fictionpress if you care. Same name and id.
Sam8 - er. possibly. I mean, of course not!
Susan B - oh dear. Tired eyes, never a good thing. Stops you doing history homework at 11 o'clock at night. Or history projects until 5:00 in the morning, because you were a fool and didn't do them when you should have done.
Elvencherry07 - BLUE TEETH FOR PRESIDENT!
Mary - yeah, I get pissed with Harry Ron and Hermione stories.
Zeldagrl436 - BLUE TEETH FOR PRESIDENT!
Captain Oblivious - BLUE TEETH FOR PRESIDENT! (have I made my point yet?)
Child of the Wolves - Sirius can't die. He can't. He's not dead to this day. He never died, and will never. However eventually he may have to for the purposes of fiction and a happy ending.
Aalina - and this was slooooooooooooooow.
Sami Potter - BLUE TEETH FOR PRESIDENT! (Apparently not)
Freakyfroggurl22 - BLUE TEETH FOR PRESIDENT! AND WAFFLES!
Magicrules - German is quality.Oh yes I have German tomorrow! (and if you think I love German because I love learning German - therefore probably thinking I'm a retard - that isn't the retard. It's because I'm making a Dictionary or Pine (Pine is the German teacher) and he says all these fabulous things like "You're a mega-prune" and "If you see any caterpillars tell me!" and those are only a taster.)
PRoNgSmOoNyPaDfOoT - your name is difficult to type. BLUE TEETH FOR PRESIDENT!
Gryffindor-rox - BLUE TEETH FOR PRESIDENT!
ANNE( v )79 - . I'll come to that when I come to it.
- Mai