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Okay, you actually wanted this part, thanks to all those nice, wonderful and great people who reviewed! I tried to do my best for you. (Even if my best's not really fantastically good *g* J/k). Anyway, here we go...

As we go on...

Sequel of 'Nail a pudding on the wall!'

"Mhm. D'you think we should go back?"

"No." James shook his head emphatically. "I'm feeling quite comfortable here, alone with you. Or do you want to get away from me so soon after you just agreed to marry me?"

"I agreed to marry you?" Lily raised one brow, looking at him quizzically and wondering if he was a bit insane. Well, more insane than usually. "James, are you sure that you don't are allergic to those bushes here?"

"What makes you think that?"

"Oh, nothing. Nothing at all. - Shall we go back?"

James pulled a face, pouting. "Why do I have a girlfriend if she doesn't even want to be alone with me?"

"You have a girlfriend? Who's she? Do I know her?"

"Does that mean that you don't want to be my girlfriend?"

"Your girlfriend?" Lily put on a thoughtful expression. "Well, I didn't hear that you asked me to be it..."

James grinned. "Lily, flower of my life: Do you want to be my girlfriend?"

"I'd love to, Jamie-boy."

"Oh no! Don't take a leaf out of Sirius's book, please! Jamie-boy's just about the worst you can call me."

"So you prefer Jamsie?"

"Okay, I have to correct myself: Jamie-boy's - apart from Jamsie - just about the worst you can call me."

"Then why do you let Sirius use this names?"

"Did you ever succeed in stopping Sirius doing something he liked?"

"Nope."

"There you are: Me neither."

Lily and James winced when suddenly an odd sound could be heard, coming from the roof. Like an exploding walrus, maybe. Or like Sirius bursting out with laughter... They exchanged a short glance, an instant later, James was on a stool, stretching his neck to tower above the walls that surrounded the astronomy classroom. As already explained earlier, the classroom was open to the sky, but it was only a round hole in the roof that covered the whole school. Therefore, James peered over the edge, but there was no one. Not a single person was lying there, trying to spy on Lily and him. At least, there was no one on the roof, but as soon as he raised his gaze to the sky, he could see five persons sitting on brooms.

James jumped down the stool and reached for Lily's hand, pulling her close to him and giving her a quick kiss on the nose before letting go. Then he grinned at her. "If you wanted to go back to make our dearest friends happy, then you have to search for another reason. Our dearly loved so-called friends were lying on the roof watching us, so there's no need to."

"They were... What? You didn't just say that Jess, Sa, Sirius, Peter and Remus were watching us the whole time, did you?"

"Not exactly in these words, but the meaning's the same. They're gone now, though, so we don't have to be careful any longer."

Lily put her hands on her hips, glaring at him. "What, exactly, does this mean, Mr. James Potter?"

"Er... Nothing. - Now, let's go back to the common room to give them a lecture, kay?"

Lily nodded, and so they left the astronomy tower, holding hands.

***

The first thing they saw when they climbed through the portrait hole and left behind a rather grumpy Fat Lady - they had had to wake her up - were their friends, crowded together on and around a sofa, all looking at something in Sirius's hands that Lily and James couldn't see. But by the nasty grins and glances they were given when they approached the group, they could tell that it was something they definitely wouldn't like.

Sirius jumped up to welcome them, waving cheerfully and sending Sarah, who had been sitting in his lap, flying, but instead of slapping him like she would have done normally, she just grinned, a fact that didn't really dispel Lily's and James's unease. They glared threateningly at Sirius, but either he didn't notice or he chose to ignore it, however, he bowed and led them to an empty chair next to the sofa, also called the love chair, and beckoned them to sit down.They did so, still eyeing their friends suspiciously.

"What's this?" Frowning, James pointed at whatever-it-was in Remus's hands, and the grins of their friends even broadened.

"Well..." Sirius was in his element. "Jamsie, Lily-darling, we have a deal to make."

Lily and James exchanged another glance, now full of misgivings. Lily cleared her throat. "That's not a photo, is it?"

Sarah nodded smugly. "Oh yes, it is. A very cute photo, I have to add. One that you two can show to your children so that they can see how the first kiss of their mum and dad looked like."

Remus shook his head, looking doubtful. "I wouldn't do that, Sa. This photo might cause a disorder of their filial development..."

"When you two are quite finished" James was torn between amusement and anger, "could you be so kind to let Lily and me have a look at this picture?"

"But of course." Sirius bowed and handed them two identical photographs out of his pocket. "You can keep them. We made a duplicate for us."

James stared down at the picture in his hand, eyes wide with horror, then glanced at Lily, who had turned considerably red. He wasn't ashamed of what it showed, but that there was a copy of it in the hands of their friends made him quite nervous. He narrowed his eyes and glared at Sirius. "I can't believe that you're my friend."

The boy with the longish black hair didn't even try to look like he had a guilty conscience. "Oh, come on, Jamie-boy, you'd be bored to death if you didn't have me."

"Yeah, sure."

"Anyway," - an evil smile appeared on Sirius's face - "don't you want to know what we are going to do with this beautiful picture of you two lovebirds?"

Lily shook her head. "I think I'd prefer not to hear about it."

"Oh, but it's an excellent idea."

"Is it?" James asked sarcastically, squeezing Lily's hand.

Sirius ignored his friend's sarcasm and nodded happily. "You have to choose. Either you two will spoil Petunia's wedding completely, or we'll hand the photo - by sheer chance, of course - to good old Rita."

"You can't do that!" Lily and James gave Sirius two identical, murderous glares, but he was far beyond caring.

"Sure I can."

"What do you mean by 'spoil Petunia's wedding'? I wanted to do that anyway, but James isn't invited."

"Oh yes, he is invited. We are all invited, to be exact." Sarah smirked. "It's not very difficult to sneak in as long as we have James' cloak."

James raised an eyebrow, but didn't say anything. Instead, Sirius dropped on the floor and continued his explanation as soon as he felt quite comfortable. "Spoil it doesn't mean that we want you two to blow up the wedding cake or something like that. We have a much better idea."

"I bet." But once again, James's sarcasm was lost on Sirius.

"It's not very difficult, but brilliant ideas are always easy. All you have to do is walking down the aisle, hand in hand and dressed like you're ready to marry, when they expect Petunia and Vernon to come."

"What???" Lily swallowed the wrong way and James was busied with patting her back. When she had recovered, she jumped up, looking furious. "You can't be serious about it! Petunia will kill me!"

"We'll protect you from her." It was the first time that Remus spoke. He and Jessie were sitting on the sofa, his arms around her waist, and although the both of them didn't look as enthusiastic about the idea, they had difficulties to keep their faces straight.

James grabbed Lily around the waist and pulled her down to sit in his lap, trying to calm her down. "Don't believe a word they're saying. They just want to pull our leg."

"You sure, Jamsie?" Sirius was grinning evilly. "Sorry to disappoint you, but this is not a joke."

"But why do you want us to do that, of all things?"

"We thought that you could need a bit of practice. For your own wedding."

"Sirius, Lil's fourteen, and I'm sixteen!"

"The earlier you start to practice, the better your own marriage will be."

Lily stared at him. "You're insane, aren't you?"

Sirius made a thoughtful face. "Maybe. But that doesn't save you."

"Sirius, Petunia will hate me even more than she already does!"

"Oh well, you know the alternative."

"Yeah. Being killed by half the female population of Hogwarts."

James smiled at her. "Hey, d'you really think I'd let them kill my girlfriend?"

Lily wrinkled up her nose. "Dunno. Maybe not. But maybe you would..."

"Never!"

"So I take it that you decided to let us pass the photo to Rita?"

"Er... Sirius, please! Can't you think of anything else we can do? Puh-lease!!!!"

"Sorry, Lil, but no." Sirius didn't look sorry at all, in fact, he was grinning broadly. "I think we let you two alone now. G'night!" He waved and quickly dissappeared towards the direction of his dorm, soon followed by Remus, Peter, Jessie and Sarah. (No! How can you even think that? Sarah and Jessie went up to their own dorm, of course!!!)

Lily and James gaped after them in a mixture of astonishment, anger and amusement. James drew Lily closer and muttered, his voice sounding a bit muffled as he was speaking into her hair: "Do you really think that they will give the photo to Rita?"

"Uh... I don't know... I hope they don't, otherwise our beloved fellow students, especially the Slytherins, will make life a perfect hell for us the next few weeks."

"They will calm down."

"If they don't kill us first, yeah."

"You're kind of optimistic today, aren't you?" He laughed quietly and breathed a kiss on her hair, eliciting a smile from her.

"How do we pay them back?"

"Ha! That's why I love you!"

Lily turned around, glaring at him in mock anger. "You love me just 'cause I like to play pranks?"

He considered for a moment, grinning. "No. You're rather cute as well."

"And that is all?" That she was sitting in his lap made it quite difficult for her to glare at him, but still she tried to, causing him to laugh.

"D'you really want to know why I love you?"

"Yep."

"That's very simple -"

"Don't dare to say something improper now!"

He faked an offended look. "Would I do something like that?"

"Yes. But continue anyway."

"I'd have finished long ago if you didn't interrupt me."

"Aw." She kissed him on the forehead, changing his pouting expression into a goofy smile. "Poor James. - Now, what did you want to say?"

"Nothing." As she was still on his lap and he therefore couldn't fold his arms before his chest, he leaned closer to Lily and crossed them in front of her belly instead.

"Tell me!"

"No. It sounds stupid anyway."

"But I want to hear it!"

"Nope."

"Pleeeeaaaase! I'll never kiss you again if you don't!"

He looked horrified. "You woudn't do that for real, would you?"

"Well... If you don't tell me, then I'll think about it."

"But I forgot completely what I wanted to say!"

"Yeah, sure. - Chérie, you don't think that I'll believe this, do you?"

"Chérie?"

"Better than Jamsie, isn't it?"

"Yep."

"And now, what did you want to say? Why do you love me?"

He grinned lopsided. "'Cause you're you. - Now, why do you love me?"

"Do I love you?" Lily put on a thoughtful face while smiling at him roguishly.

"But of course you do!"

"Hmm... Yeah, maybe I do. But why? How could I fall in love with someone who doesn't even own a brush?"

"I do own a brush!"

"You do?"

"Yeah. It's just that my hair doesn't get along very well with this brush. They sort of dislike each other. Natural aversion or something like that."

Lily giggled. "Yeah, sure. So, what about our revenge?"

"Hey, do you remember the curl spell and the love potion? We didn't do that to them."

"Okay." She nodded, causing him to sneeze as her hair was tickling him. "Bless you!"

"You know how to do that spell?"

"Yes, but what about the potion? How long will it take us?"

"Three days. It's a very simple potion, that's why it only works for two weeks. We have to borrow some ingredients from Jenkin's office, though."

"Borrow?"

"Steal doesn't sound good."

"Agreed. Hey, why don't we go now? The cloak's in your bag, and I can't sleep anyway."

"Sure you can't? We could try to..." Catching her eye, he coughed and quickly decided forget about it. "Er, yeah, let's go now."

"D'you know what we need?"

"Yep."

***

"Gee, stop tousling my hair!"

Lily laughed. "Tousling? I'm trying to make it lie flat."

"But I like me this way! This hair's a part of me! Besides, can't you do that to a more suitable time? At least when we're not about to get ingrediants for a potion from Jenkin's office?"

"I'll think about it." she promised him.

"Thanks."

They were now standing in front of the office of their potions teacher, looking around to make sure that no one was there to see them entering it, then Lily pulled out her wand and opened the door for them.

It took them the quarter of an hour to get all the ingredients they needed, then they set off for Moaning Myrtle's bathroom. Much to their delight, the ghost was somewhere else ("I hope that she's haunting Sirius's dreams!") and so they could work on their potion without any interruption.

When they had finished - the love potion had to boil for two more days now, though, but all they had to do was wait till it was ready - they left the toilet and walked slowly, arm in arm, back to their common room and collapsed onto a sofa.

"What a night!" Lily yawned and stretched herself, only to discover that this wasn't as easy to do as James's head was resting in her lap, his eyes closed tightly and he was, without any doubt, fast asleep. Lily sighed, then tried to pull out her wand to conjure up a blanket, but as she didn't want to wake him up, she gave up eventually and stirred a bit, trying to find a more comfortable position.

***

Sirius was the first to come down the next morning, and when he spotted his two friends, a partly evil, partly emotional smile was appearing on his face as he watched them for a while, considering carefully if it was a good idea to fetch the camera. They looked so sweet and innocent at the same time, curled up together on the sofa like this. James was lying on his back, his head in her lap, and he was smiling up at Lily in his sleep, Lily's hand in his hair, while she was slightly bent to the side so that her red mane was spread all over his chest. Cute, thought Sirius, really cute. Would a photo be too mean? He already owned this other photo of them, so actually, there was no need to shoot another one, but the opportunity was so marvelous...

But the decision was no longer his as James woke up in this moment. He blinked, then gazed up at Lily, not daring to move in order not to disturb her sleep, the slightly enraptured smile he seemed to reserve only for her still on his lips. It took him some time to discover his smirking friend, then he blushed furiously, but nevertheless, he felt much too comfortable to move.

Sirius leaped forward a few steps and sat down on the floor cross-legged, facing his friend and grinning up at him.

"So. Did you have a pleasant sleep?"

James turned even redder and acted as if he hadn't heard his friend's words. "What time is it?"

"6 o'clock, I think."

"Since when are you up that early?"

"I've to find a certain Slytherin girl, and I guess that she's already sitting at her house table in the Great Hall."

James narrowed his eyes, not linking the delighted sound of Sirius's voice at all. "And who would this be?"

"Rita Magnus!" Sirius crowed happily. "There's a certain photo I wanna give her."

James sat up with a jerk, startling Lily, who opened her eyes in a hurry and groaned, but was silenced instantly by James's lips. Which was a fault, as, when they broke apart, gasping for breath, Sirius had already dissapeared through the portrait hole, humming and making his way down the stairs in direction of the Great Hall. Quickly, James pulled Lily to her feet, explaining what was going on while dragging her, trying to catch up with his friend, but it was hopeless, as Sirius's was leading by a wide margin.

By the time Lily and James entered the Great Hall - this early in the morning, it was only filled with a few sleepy figures that ate their breakfast though barely noticing what they were actually eating - Sirius was already standing beside Rita Magnus, chatting happily while she was staring down at something in her hands with an unreadable expression. It wasn't really hard to guess what it was.

"SIRIUS!" James's voice saw to it that the present students were all at once wide awake and stretched their necks to see Sirius, grinning broadly, looking at his best friend. Or his ex-best friend as it seemed at the moment, as James was staring at him with a mixture of anger and disbelief, holding Lily's hand, who didn't look as if she was already completely awake. James calmed down a bit, but his voice was still loud enough to be heard by everyone in the Great Hall.

"I can't believe that you did this!"

Sirius only grinned. "Prongs, you had the choice."

"We didn't think that you're that evil!"

For a short moment, Sirius looked thoughtful. "Maybe I should ask for a transfer to Slytherin?"

James, although still mad at his friend, couldn't but laugh at the thought of Sirius being in Slytherin. Given the fact that he'd survive the first week there without being killed by Snape or one of his other favourite targets, of course. It was ridiculous.

Seeing that James wouldn't curse him - at least not at the moment - Sirius approached him and Lily.

"This wasn't the photo, was it, Sirius? Please say that you gave her something else!" It was the first time that Lily spoke since entering the Great Hall.

Sirius shook his head. "Lily, Sweetheart, when I'm doing something, then I'm doing it properly."

"Oh no." Moaning, she buried her head in her hands.

"Hey, are you ashamed of having me as your boyfriend?" James breathed a kiss on her hair, not even noticing the dirty looks they were given.

Lily glanced up. "No, of course not. But you don't have to be afraid that half the female population of Hogwarts will try to curse you."

"Right." James put an arm around her shoulder and led her to the Gryffindor house table, a lopsided grin on his face. "All I have to fear are the boys. That's a lot better, no doubt there."

Against her own will, Lily laughed and sat down at the table beside him, followed by a smirking Sirius a moment later. Lily and James had their backs turned to the other tables, therefore they couldn't see that Rita was making her way through the seats, make a stop by each student to show the photo and gossiping with a strange satisfaction. Sirus, on the contrary, was watching her with a highly amused expression, and as he had a good look around the Hall, he was the first to see Snape coming in their direction, only accompagnied by Geffrey this time, Hylretch was still sleeping, probably. Their eyes were fixed on James's and Lily's backs, therefore they missed the glares Sirius was shooting at them and approached undauntedly.

"So Mr. Heartbreak and Ms I'm-So-Wonderful are finally a couple now? How sweet. Maybe you're even planning to keep her as your girlfriend for more than a week, Potter?" Snape's oily voice caused Lily and James to spin around instantly.

"Piss off, Snape!" James said through gritted teeth while glaring up at him and putting a protecting arm around Lily. Although Lily didn't really look as if she needed to be protected. In fact, she was staring furiously at the greasy-haired boy and his companion, slowly counting from ten to one in order not to explode. Reaching the one, she took a deep breath and put on her sweetest smile. "Severus, you know exactly that I'd love to be your girlfriend, but as you're liking boys, I have to comfort myself with James, although he isn't a patch on you, of course."

Behind her, Sirius burst out with laughter while James tightened his grip around her shoulder and sniggered quietly into her hair. For a moment, Snape was gazing at Lily in a complete loss of words, then his face suddenly turned a dark shade of red - the colour didn't suit his hair at all - and, forcing a sneer on his face, he beckoned Geffrey to follow him back to their house table, only calling a gloating "Have a nice day!" over his shoulder.

"Don't worry, we'll have that." Lily muttered sarcastically while turning back to her plate and carefully trying to avoid the glares she received from just about every girl. James, on the opposite, looked around in the Hall, darting angry looks at everyone who was staring at him with fury, jealousy, loathing or whatever. But as the Great Hall filled with more and more new yawning students that were informed about the news instantly, he had to give it up eventually and turned back to his friends.

***

Lily had been right with her guess that their day wouldn't be nice at all. Rita had wasted no time, and before the time the lessons started, there was a countless number of copies of the aforesaid photo distributed everywhere in the castle, even some teachers owned a exemplar. Professor Mylar, the Divination teacher, was one of them. Unfortunately, Lily's first lesson was Divination, and so she had to stand the Professor drawling on and on about why this love was condemned to fail, how Jupiter would cause countless misunderstandings and hurts and how they would both end up with broken hearts because their signs didn't harmonize with each other at all and so on until Lily finally had enough. She rose from her armchair and grinned at Professor Mylar.

"Okay, now I know that James and me are going to die because we fell in love with each other. Can you please tell me which one of our friends will also die because of that? Maybe Sarah and Sirius? We could kill them because they gave that photo to Rita Magnus. Or Peter will join Voldemort 'cause he's feeling left out. Or..."

Mylar jumped to her feet, looking furious and frightened at the same time. "How can you dare to say his name here in my class? To the Headmaster. Now."

Lily didn't even bother to contradict, she was much too glad to leave this lesson, and so she packed up her things, called for Nero and the both of them left the classroom, Lily waving a quick goodbye to Sarah and Jessie, then she set off for Dumbledore's office.

***

Another teacher who owned a copy was McGonagall. Much to James's misery, as she had just been speaking to the Astronomy teacher who had told her about the strange changes of his classroom. And as McGonagall had quickly connected the photo of Lily's and James's kiss with these changes, James found himself held back by her just when he was about to leave the Transfiguration classroom for his next lesson. To his surprise, she didn't look furious, and if he hadn't known it better, then he'd have said that she was studying him with what seemed to be emotion before starting to speak.

"Mr Potter, you won't receive detention for your... er, for the things you did to the Astronomy Tower. You can be thankful that the Professor isn't upset."

"No detention?" James was speechless for a moment.

"I ask you though to make the room look like it did before, as he'll need it for his lessons tonight. Is that clear?"

James nodded, grinning broadly. "But of course, Madam."

"Okay then. You can leave. And James? Don't call me Madam!"

"Yes, Professor." James was about to step out into the corridor when he turned around, thinking that McGonagall had called him back, but when he looked at her, she was gazing out of the window. He shrugged, telling himself silently that it was only his imagination. There was no way that McGonagall just had muttered "Take good care of her, James. She'll need it.". No way. It was absolutely absurd. Pushing away the thought, he took a look at his watch and hurried down the corridor, glad that it was deserted, therefore no one was making any comment about the photo. This meaned as well that he would be late for his next lesson, but who cared?

***

Lily reached the entrance of Dumbledore's office just when she heard the bell ringing, announcing the start of the second lesson. The last time she had to visit the Headmaster was only a month ago, but when she said the password, nothing happened. Just when she was running out of sweets, it opened and Dumbledore's head peered out, a smile flitting across his face as he saw Lily.

"It's 'fire-spewing bubble gum'. I love it when people are spewing different coloured flames! - Anyway, come in, please."

Grinning, Lily followed the Headmaster to his office and took the chair in front of his desk. Instead of taking his chair, Dumbledore sat down on his desk, looking at Lily with twinkling eyes, although his expression was unusually earnest.

"It's good that you're here, Lily, I wanted to talk to you anyway. But tell me firstly why our dear Ms. Mylar sent you up to me."

"Oh, that." Lily shrugged. "She was going on and on about a certain photo" - she glanced at the Headmaster to see if he had heard about it already, judging by his amused smile, he had - "and then I sort of lost my patience and said something about Lord Voldemort, and then she jumped up and told me to leave as she didn't want me to say his name in her classes, and that's it."

"And now she wants me to expel you?" Dumbledore winked at her, then he became serious. "But Voldemort - don't stop calling him by his true name, all those titles like You-Know-Who makes people only more afraid! So, where did I leave off? Oh, yes, Voldemort... I wanted to see you because of him." He leaned forwards, now the twinkle was completely gone. "Lily, your parents didn't die by chance. There's a reason why Voldemort went for them, and this reason is a prediction."

Lily moved uncomfortably. "I don't believe in predictions, Professor."

"It doesn't matter if you believe it or not, Lily. Voldemort does, or maybe he just wants to make sure that nothing's going to stand in his way. One of our spies who's pretending to be working for Voldemort gave us the lines of a prediction a fortune-teller made once for Voldemort. The Ministry of Magic takes the view that the whole thing isn't worth any attention, and that's why I didn't know about it until yesterday." Dumbledore reached inside his pocket, searching for a piece of parchment where someone had written down something that seemed to be a poem. For a moment, he watched Lily who was sitting in her chair and looked as if she didn't know what to make of the situation. How could this prediction have anything to do with her parents' death? Dumbledore cleared his throat, then read the lines aloud:

"'You will get everything you wish for

Or almost everything

As long as you beware

Of the flower's child

You can't defeat love

It is stronger than you

Never underestimate it

Or it might be

The last thing you do!'"

Lily sat there and stared at the Headmaster for a moment, then cleared her throat, refusing to take in any of the words he had read to her. "This is a prediction? It can't be, Professor, they are always poems!" She didn't want to sound so harsh, but Dumbledore just smiled.

"It is a real prediction, Lily, but it wasn't written for a book that should help to predict the future, it was an oral prophecy. And that's quite a difference."

"And.. What does it have in common with me? Why should it be the reason for my parents's death?"

"Because Voldemort believes in divination, Lily, and as he wants to make sure that no one's standing in his way, he'll be after you."

"Why me?" Normally, Lily wasn't as slow in the uptake, but she was too puzzled to think clearly.

Dumbledore laid a hand on her shoulder. "Because of your name, Lily. At the moment, there aren't many girls or women named after a flower. There are only seventeen witches in the whole of Great Britain, though this sounds incredible. You're not the only one he's after, but of those seventeen, six are already older than forty-five, so it's not likely that they'll have another child, and he already killed the ones they had. He did the same to the children of the others, and some of the other women already found their deaths."

"What?"

He began ticking down names with his fingers. "Constantin Copper, son of Jasmine Copper, they're both dead. Alanna Reiwn, daughter of Rose Reiwn. Rene..." Seeing Lily's shocked face, he stopped at once and rubbed his eyes with his knuckles. "Anyway, what I want to make you understand, Lily: You're in danger. The ministry doesn't think so, but I do."

"But why my parents?" Her voice wasn't more than a whisper, and she blinked to hold back a tiny tear.

"We'll never know that exactly, but I guess that Voldemort didn't like the idea of being defeated, so he went to do something about it. And as you were in Hogwarts, he wanted to hurt you, at least."

"He could have killed me during the Christmas hols..."

"No. I had a bad feeling about this, so I made sure that you're safe at your grandmother's house."

Lily didn't want to believe him. He had to be wrong, she was just a girl of fourteen, the thought that her child would defeat Voldemort was ridiculous.

"No, it isn't ridiculous, Lily. Voldemort wants to take over the country, he's longing for power. And he knows that he can't make it in a few months, it will take him several years. And in a few years, it is possible that you'll have a child."

Once again, Lily stared up at him. Was he able to read her mind? Or had it been so obvious what she had been thinking? Dunbledore smiled at her sympatheitically.

"I know that this sounds strange for you. Think about it, it's not that unbelievable. And even if you don't belive it, nevertheless, there's the fact that Voldemort does. He can't hurt you as long as you're at Hogwarts, I hope, but please be cautious. Will you promise me that?"

Lily nodded, although she wasn't quite sure if it was her head that had nodded. Usually, her head wasn't aching and spinning.

*****

There wasn't much Remus in this fic (please don't complain, RavenNat! J ), but as far as I'm judging him, I don't think that he would enjoy a prank like the one with the photo as much as Sirius and Sarah 'cause he'd have a guilty conscience, therefore he'd not talk so much. Just to make this clear...

And also a stupid question: Are there also any male authors, readers, whatsoever? 'Cause the authors and readers that pointed out their sex are all female, at least those I can remember at the moment. Well, just a question, I'm only curious.

P.S. I'll also write another L/J fic that'll have nothing to do with 'Nail a pudding on the wall'. I hope I can post it soon.

© Saralea