We Can Do Anything
Prologue
Author's note: This story is really special to me, I have been trying to write Jily for years but could never get the right tone. I just recently became a Mum again, and I really wanted to write about my experience with Motherhood. I vibe hard with Lily... (I too would die for my children) So I have decided to write about a period in their lives that really isn't explored. Enjoy my first attempt!
October 30th, 1979
The front door slammed once, followed by a series of irritated huffs as Lily threw her jacket into the closet. She slammed her purse on the long table in the entrance hall, and it tipped over, spilling its contents out across the table and the floor. Lily rolled her eyes and decided this mess was best left for later.
The front door slammed a second time, and a furious James Potter stormed into the picture. He stood stock-still in front of his wife, blocking her from going further into the flat. Emotions filtered through his eyes, and she could tell he was internally debating whether or not to continue yelling at her or to continue to plead with her not to leave on yet another week-long order mission. "Lily." He whispered, his arms hanging lamely at his sides and tears threatening to spill from his eyes.
Lily folded her arms over her chest and looked down. She closed her eyes and sucked in a quick breath through the small space between her lips and her front teeth. "We were having a nice night for once, James. Why'd you have to ruin it?"
James quickly settled on anger and shot back at her. "Why'd I have to ruin it? Are you bloody mad? You're the one who opened up the letter from Moody at DINNER of all things Lily!"
"Like I had a choice!" Lily roared back, pushing past him and walking towards the kitchen.
"You could have saved it for after the desert at least!" James called after her. The letter in question was yet another request from Alastor Moody for Lily to accompany fellow Order members Dorcas Meadows and Benjy Fenwick to Germany. "It's our one fucking night off together, Lil! We agreed we weren't going to think about the Order or war or any of those things!"
"You're the one who won't drop the subject!" She fired back stubbornly.
"Because I don't want you to go tomorrow!" James shouted desperately.
"And you think I want to go?" Lily screamed at him, backing towards the fridge and furiously wiping away her tears. "You were just gone for over a week, James! I don't want to be away from you any more than you want to be away from me!" James' heart broke at the sound of the somber tone in her voice, and he softened slightly.
Taking a tentative step forward, he fought with himself to find the best thing to say, but his brain felt numb at the sight of her broken face, and he whispered. "Please don't leave tomorrow, Lily. I need you here."
This was apparently the wrong thing to say. Lily closed her mouth and screamed silently in frustration. She pulled her arms even tight to her chest, "I. Don't. Have. A. Choice." She spoke fiercely.
"Lil,"
"Stop!" She stormed past him. James slumped against the wall burying his head in his hands as he heard the door to their bathroom slam shut, and the sound of running water echoed throughout the flat.
Soon James came to the realization that he certainly didn't want to spend the last few hours of his night off in a fight with his wife. He walked down the long hallway, passing their spare room that bubbled with different brightly colored potions. He glanced at the sight of their bedroom and forced himself to ignore the picture of the messy bed and clothes scattered across the floor.
He knocked on the hard wooden door and called her name softly through the door, "Lily? Can I come talk?"
James smiled to himself when he heard the click of the lock, and he turned the doorknob, releasing a rush of steam that immediately fogged up his glasses. He stepped over her discarded dress and leaned against the counter. He took off his glasses, placed them on her towel next to the sink, and began tugging at his hair.
He noticed her wand sitting on top of the toilet and grinned to himself at her vigilance; then his mood quickly turned when her silence fell heavy over the room. "I'm sorry." He said somberly, his voice tearing apart as the weight of the last few weeks began to sink in. "I shouldn't have gone off on you. Like that. I know you don't have a choice."
"I know," Lily spoke softly; she too was ready to stop fighting. "I shouldn't have opened that at dinner. And I shouldn't have screamed at you like that."
"These last few weeks were hard, Lil," James admitted quickly. He had only been home from his latest mission for two days, and that had barely been enough time to see each other as their days were filled with order meetings and mindless trackings of suspected death eaters. James had excitedly promised to take Lily out for a proper date to celebrate their alone time together. Still, the night had quickly turned sour when Moody's great red owl turned up in the middle of the Three Broomsticks and dropped a letter on Lily's lap, with the details of her next mission.
"Come in here," Lily said firmly, sticking her head out from the curtain and throwing him a sheepish grin.
James snorted with delight, undoing his belt and quickly dropping his pants. "Is that all it takes now? One 'I'm sorry,' and I get to shower with you?"
"You could've come in here and called me a stubborn prig, and I still would've invited you to shower with me." She smirked.
"That's healthy," James said seriously, although she could feel his smile through the curtain. She bent over to adjust the temperature of the shower, knowing her husband preferred it a bit colder and laughed as she felt his calloused hands wrapping around her waist while his fingers skillfully began to run circles on her clit.
"That's quick." Lily chuckled lowly and allowed him to press himself into her backside. "You're hard."
"It's been weeks, love," James whispered in her ear as he planted soft kisses against the curve of her neck. "I'm deprived." He slowed his hands, and she shifted in his arms to fit more comfortably into his hand as it continued to tease her. "I'm also very sorry for yelling at you."
"Stop." She cooed, "we were both wrong. It's been a tough time for us both." She turned her head towards him, and he leaned down to press a kiss against her warm lips. "Let's just enjoy tonight while we have it." She said, pulling away from him and turning around so she could press her chest against his abdomen. "Mmm… I've missed this." She hummed into his neck as he wrapped his arm around the small of her back, pinching her arse.
Their lips connected, wet from the running water, and James parted his lips to slide his tongue into her soft mouth, licking at her teeth and smiling to himself. "We need to go away. Just you and me, a whole month of just this." He whispered as he peppered kisses across her nose and cheeks while Lily expertly ran her hands up and down his hard abdomen. Cupping one hand against this jaw, she trailed her other hand down his abs and wrapped her fingers around the tip of his cock.
"I wholly agree," Lily said smartly, smiling against lips as he tipped his head to deepen the kiss. "Let's go to bed, though." She pulled her face away from him, and he tugged at her hair, giving her a boyish pout. "It could get dangerous in here, James." She laughed, pecking another quick kiss against his lips. "I don't fancy breaking my neck."
He moved his hand away from her clit and reached around her to turn off the faucet while Lily moved to open up the shower curtain.
They stumbled around the bathroom, finding it extra hard to dry themselves off as they giggled and finding it impossible to keep their hands off of each other.
She stood at the mirror, staring at her overly pale skin as she felt around for her hairbrush, and James pressed himself into her, his hard cock pressing against her bum. "Why do you have to brush your hair?" He whined as she pulled from his grasp slightly to pull her brush through her dark red tangles.
"Because normal people brush their hair, James." She giggled, rolling her eyes when James stopped his work on her neck to throw her an affronted look in the reflection of the mirror. "Kidding, kidding…" she laughed, "you know I love your mess."
Lily set her brush down and turned around, threading her fingers through his hair playfully and pulled his head down. She crashed her lips against his, and he moved his hands down her waist, firmly grasping her thighs and squeezing her slightly to indicate he was about to lift her.
She spread her legs around him as he hoisted her up around his waist, and they both moaned at the contact of the aching heat from her vagina teasing his cock. Their mouths touching playfully, tongues fighting for control; he walked them through the hallway of their flat, into their bedroom, and deposited her on the bed.
James took a moment to admire her while she laid flat on the bed, opening up her legs and throwing back her head in laughter. "C'mon James; it's been weeks."
He was on her within a second, his fingers lightly tickling her forearm as he tangled one of their hands together. He maneuvered his other hand down between her thighs with practiced fingers, rubbing his thumb at her clit and sliding two fingers into her.
He moaned against her lips, "do you know what it does to me when I hear you say my name?"
"Oh yeah?" She grinned wickedly and leaned up against his ear. Whispering dangerously, "James."
"Oh, Lily." He moaned into her neck, sucking at her collarbone and grinning to himself when he realized her indeed left a mark against her perfect creamy skin. "Oh, Love. I missed you so much."
Lily tilted her head back in pleasure as she felt James begin to trail kisses down her body, nipping at her breasts and stopping to swirl his tongue around each nipple. He pressed kisses along her belly, stopping once he got to the space between her pelvis and her thigh. James peppered kisses across her thigh, kissing her there and moaning with pleasure as she began to pulsate against his lips. He pulled his head away and held onto one of her thighs, giving it a playful squeeze while he pushed his chin into her clit, and laughing at the squeak of pleasure she made. "Eager, are you?" He grinned.
"Get on with it!" She threw back at him. "Weeks, James!" She squeezed her pelvis around his face, making him dig his chin into her clit even harder. "Weeks," She moaned as if they needed the extra reminder.
"Get on with it." He muttered, shaking his head moving his lips down. He planted a firm kiss against her clit before sliding his tongue against her and swirling it around teasingly.
Soon she was contracting around his face, and he was greedily licking up every bit. His arms snaked around her arched back as she relaxed into the bed, and he pulled his face away from her vagina, peppering kisses across her thighs.
"James Love," Lily said seriously, picking up her head and throwing him a wicked look. "I need you inside me."
"Good." He threw his most confident grin at her and positioned himself between her thighs, teasing his cock against her vagina and shuddering at the slickness and warmth that radiated from her.
He pressed his lips to hers, and she eagerly bit down, tugging at his bottom lip as she wrapped her thighs around his torso and dug her heels into the back of his thighs.
James wrapped one arm under her waist, helping to position her hips up, and he grabbed at Lily's free hand. The one that wasn't currently tangled in his hair. He let his fingers tap at her palm lightly while he put his cock at his opening and slowly slid into her.
She moaned in relief as he finally slid into her, wrapping onto his fingers and opening her eyes to meet his as he nestled himself deep inside her.
"Oh, Lil." He moaned against her lips as he pulled out slightly and thrust himself back into, this time more fiercely. "Oh, you feel so much better than I remember." He sighed as she squeezed her thighs around him, and he felt her slick walls contract heavily around him.
She moaned in pleasure, burying her head deep into the mattress and pushing her hips up into him, thrusting herself up to meet his slow rhythm. "James," She squeezed his hand and expertly tightened her thighs around his hips. He responded by pulling out of her entirely and then thrusting hard back into her, making sure to get himself as deep as he could.
Lily shuddered around him, moaning his name and grabbing at his face, kissing him sloppily.
"Lily," He growled into her mouth, increasing his thrusts as she began pulling at his hair and clawing at his back. "I love you." He whispered against her lips.
His eyes bore into hers, and her mind went somewhere glorious as his quick thrusts became more erratic. She sank into the sheets, inhaling every inch of his woodsy, pale skin. Closing her eyes, deepening her kiss, and feeling his thin lips swell between her own. "Love." Lily moaned, "faster."
She shifted her hips up into his and snorted out loud when he pinched her arse roughly. "James." She moaned, feeling herself come closer to the edge, a knot tightening in her stomach.
She ground her hips into his, and he grasped onto the back of one of her thighs, pulling it up and getting himself even deeper into her.
Lily let out a deep sigh, and her eyelids flooded as the knot in her stomach twisted harder. "I'm so close, baby." She groaned into his ear. He thrust harder and hit her right there, "Ugh, James." Her moans turned to breathless whimpers as he moved faster and hit her deeper and deeper until she was unraveling around him, calling his name, and delight flooded every single part of her body.
"James," she cried as she came, contracting around him and pulling him closer to orgasm. She bounced her hips up against him, squeezing him the way he liked and tugging at his hair once more.
He continued to thrust into her roughly and quickly. He moved his hands to her hips, gripping his fingers tightly around her soft skin. "Oh, Lil. You're so perfect."
Lily moaned in response, pulling her arms around his head and letting him kiss along her breasts. He moved his arms again, grabbing at her hands and pulling them down, twisting their fingers together as his thrust grew harder and harder until he collapsed on top of her. "Lily. Lily, Love." He stuttered, releasing himself into her while she curled her body into his.
He pressed his lips to hers desperately, "Lily. I love you so much." He murmured, pulling his mouth from hers and resting his forehead against her soft one.
"I love you too." She sighed, pushing her legs down and pouting as James pulled out of her.
James crawled down her body, pressing light kisses across her chest and laying his head down against her breast. He let his cock hanging between her legs, and her legs lay lazily against his.
"I don't want to go tomorrow," Lily murmured into the quiet night after a while.
"I know."
"I don't want to leave you." She said more confidently, she knew where she wanted to be in the world, and it was by her husband's side. But they had to put their wants on hold as the world as they knew it tipped at an unhealthy balance.
"I'm sorry for shouting. I know you didn't deserve that." He set his chin on her breasts and made sure to meet her eyes. "I love you so much."
Her hand cupped around the back of his head, and she began to shush him as he pecked kisses across her breasts and worked his way up her neck, stopping to nibble at her jaw, peck at her chin.
James pressed his lips firmly into Lily's, and she grinned against his mouth as he muttered. "You're so perfect for me, Lily."
She laughed and pushed him off slightly, "I'm perfect for you?" The pout on his face made her cackle even harder. "That's too much even for you, Love."
"I can't help it… being around you does something to me!" He rolled off of her, keeping his arm around her waist.
"I've been married to you a year James," Lily said, wiggling from his grasp and sitting up. "I don't need constant reassurance that you love me."
He smirked. "You like it."
Lily blushed, looking down and grabbing at his hands. She bit her lip and relished in the silence, thinking of something sweet to say in return. Instead, she knelt beside him and raised her eyebrow at him, "round two?"
He grinned and dove to kiss her neck as she cackled that heavenly laugh that was like music to his ears. "Like you even have to ask." He muttered, nipping at her skin.
Lily laughed out loud, paused, and a very serious look grew across her face. "Turn me around."
"You got it." and James happily obliged.
AN: Thank you Tiffanytoms for all of the support, I would have never published without your encouragement!