Three more months had passed since dumbledore had visited their apartment that day to deliver the prophecy. He had since warned Alice and Frank as well, who had taken it about as well as anyone could. Lily and James had done their best to just keep living their lives. After all, if the prophecy was going to happen there was nothing they could really do about it.
It was like a constant weight on Lily's chest and she knew James must feel the same way. Even though she was the one with the baby inside her, James was always the one that actually wanted kids. Lily had always been fairly neutral on it. Of course she was happy now. Well, the whole "my child must kill voldemort" thing was not exactly great but they were working with it.
James and Lily were just on their way back from a doctor's appointment. All was well with the still unnamed baby. They hadn't named it yet. Maybe because that would be the final straw in making this whole thing real. The last step in realising they were really going to be parents and, at this point, there was nothing they could do to stop it.
It was also a little difficult to pick a name when they had no idea what the gender would be. All Lily knew was she hoped it was a boy. She had a sister and several female friends- she was ready for another boy in her life.
James and Lily walked up the stairs to their apartment, Lily holding a hand on top of her stomach by force of habit. Lily hated being pregnant in the summer heat. Absolutely hated it. All her clothes stuck to her and she refused to wear her crop tops now because frankly she found looking at her pregnant stomach for extended periods of time a little creepy. Alice did not agree. She was all about being pregnant. Even after hearing about the prophecy, she insisted that she loved it.
Lily had to admit, she didn't get it. She was excited to start a family but she could have gone without the puking and the tit pain and swollen feet and all that other shit Alice only seemed to take in strides, her personality just as bubbly as ever.
Lily walked through the apartment door, groaning at how bad her back hurt. She just wanted to sit down.
James walked into the bedroom to put his shoes away and lily made a beeline for the couch. She lowered herself down slowly, ready to finally rest.
Right as she sunk into the cushions, a loud clatter sounded from the bedroom.
"James?" Lily called, hoping she wouldn't have to get up "James, are you alright?" her only answer was another scuttling noise from the adjacent room.
Lily stood up slowly, reaching for her wand she had tucked into her shirt. She stepped around the coffee table, cautiously heading for the source of the noise. The doorway neared closer, and Lily stepped through it, wand raised and ready.
As soon as she passed into the room she saw James struggling with a masked death eater sticking out from the closet. Both their wands were on the floor, apparently knocked aside and left in light of the fight. James was struggling against the unnamed death eater, but the intruder's arms were around his neck and James was slowly turning purple.
Lily didn't want to send a harmful curse and risk hitting James.
"Get away from him!" Lily yelled, pointing her wand, ready to do what she had to.
The death eater only snarled and tightened his grip on James's neck. James was turning a dangerous color of purple. Fine.
"Petrificus totalus!" Lily aimed just left of James's ear. She hit the death eater straight in the eye and his arms went slack immediately. Lily ran across the room to James, who was coughing exuberantly. Lily grabbed his wrist and immediately apparated to the first place she could think of before the nameless man in the mask could get his bearings.
She and james materialized in the front room of the shrieking shack, but they weren't alone.
Dumbledore, Moody, and Mcgonagall were sitting around a table, but they all jumped up at the sound of James and Lily's entrance.
"What are yer names?" Growled Moody immediately, standing so fast his chair fell over and pointing his wand.
"What do you- mean?" James coughed "we're James and Lily."
"Prove it!"
"Allastor-"
"Sorry, professor, but i need an answer!"
"I- i was part of the slug club." Lily tried
"Not good enough."
"Um- i- i- slughorn has a picture of me on his desk. Third in on the right."
Moody considered this for a moment before lowering his wand
"What happened to the pair of yeh?"
"Death eater," James finally stopped coughing "death eater in our apartment."
"I feared this would happen." Dumbledore said sadly and shared a knowing look with Mcgonagall.
"Feared people would break in and try to kill us?" Lily asked, reaching a stabling arm out to James
"'Fraid so. But we were prepared for such an occurrence."
