Author's Notes- I'm back! So, what did you all think of my last chapters??? Ok, for those you who pay a lot of attention to details and remember all this stuff from the beginning of the story, you just might now what's going to happen in this chapter. For those of you that don't, READ ON! (Those of you that think you do, which is basically impossible, READ ON as well!) Well, I'd better get started.
Disclaimer- After 27 chapters (this is 28) I'd think you got the point by now, but for those of you that haven't (shallow people, JK!!!) I don't own anything. I'm not JK Rowling or anybody that owns anything to do with Harry Potter! Ok, so I invented basically everyone you haven't heard of from the books, but everything else is NOT mine!
That's all, for now.
Lily's Lake
Chapter 28
Christmas was coming fast. It had been a few months since I became Mrs. James Potter and James and I moved into our new house in Godric's Hollow. I was very much getting into the Christmas spirit.
"ANYA! HAVE YOU SEEN THE TINSEL?" I yelled, digging through my Christmas supplies.
Anya yelled, "No! Ask Andrea or Netta!"
"ANDREA! NETTA! HAVE YOU SEEN THE TINSEL?" I yelled, this time turning towards the kitchen.
"No!" Netta yelled.
"No! Ask Sirius, Remus, or Peter!" Andrea yelled from the kitchen, where she was baking pies.
I opened the back door and yelled, "JAMES! SIRIUS! REMUS! PETER! HAVE ANY OF YOU SEEN THE TINSEL?"
"You don't have to yell, Lils, we're right here," Sirius said, walking out from the side of the house with the others behind him.
"Sorry. Have you seen in the tinsel though? We ran out," I asked.
"Already? You had, like, three boxes worth," James answered.
"So? I ran out," I repeated.
"Figures. You love tinsel," Remus said.
"What do you mean?" I asked, putting my hands on my hips.
"Come on, Lils, we've seen your old apartment at Christmas time, and your Hogwarts dorm around Christmas. Don't tell us you don't like tinsel," Sirius answered, grinning.
"Oh, just tell me where it is!" I cried.
"Top shelf in the upstairs closet," James told me.
"Thanks," I said, flashed a grin, and ran inside.
When I ran up the stairs I saw Anya. She rolled her eyes as I opened the closet and took down the tinsel.
"He told you where it was, did he? Traitor," Anya whispered.
"What?" I asked, digging through the box looking for the tinsel.
"I hid it up there so you won't make the house look completely abnormal, more than it is anyway, being the house of two great wizards," Anya said, "Should have known he would tell you."
"I'm glad he did. Come downstairs and see the living room for yourself," I huffed.
Anya followed me downstairs. The living room had tinsel covering the ceiling; save for the spot I still had to tinsel. The Christmas tree was in a corner, with fake snow surrounding it.
"I must say, you did pretty good decorating, for you, I mean," Anya whispered.
"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked, grinning.
"Nothing," Anya answered, then said, "Come on, let's go make sure Andrea and Netta didn't burn everything."
We went into the kitchen to find Andrea and Netta arguing over how long to keep the cake in (last time something like this happened I was covered in beans for the rest of the day).
"Lils, Anya," Netta said when we came in, "How long do you put the cake in for?"
"Don't look it me, last time I cooked I nearly burnt the building down!" Anya cried, and sat down at the table.
"How long has it been in for?" I asked.
"I don't know," Andrea shrugged.
I turned to Netta. She shrugged.
"I'll check on it," I said, and went over to open the oven.
Smoke poured out of it. I coughed, and waved my hand in front of my face.
"You burnt it!" I cried, and pulled it out of the oven (with gloves on of course, I'm not that stupid).
I set it down on the counter.
"Oops."
"Sorry."
"It's OK, we'll just make cookies instead," I answered, opening the trash and putting the cake in.
That evening, everyone was getting ready to leave. Anya, Sirius, Remus, and Peter were coming back for Christmas morning. Andrea and Netta were going to their family's houses for Christmas; a family-get together sort of thing.
"We'll be over by three o'clock, we promise," Andrea said.
"See you then," I answered, "And make sure you bring us back some of your mother's cookies, Netta, hers are better than mine."
"Sure thing," Netta said.
They left, and James and I went into the kitchen.
"Cookies!" he cried.
"Put them down, they're for Christmas day!" I said, and made him let go.
"Fine, fine, but if you change your mind, just tell me, and I promise you, they'll be gone like that," James answered.
"I'm sure they will be," I smiled, then added, "I can't wait until Christmas."
"Neither can I," James said, kissed me quickly on the cheek, and left the room.
"And we both know why," I thought, "Because that's when we're going to make an announcement."
I smiled to myself, and continued to make some more cookies.
Christmas morning I woke up to James, jumping up and down on the bed, yelling, "Lils! Lils! It's Christmas!"
"Wha?" I asked, rubbing my eyes.
"It's CHRISTMAS!" James yelled in my ear.
"OW! James, stop, you're acting like a child," I said.
"And you're acting like a baby, staying in bed on Christmas morning," James answered, but got off the bed.
"Fine, fine, I'll get up," I whispered, slightly agitated.
"Good," James said.
I got out of bed, and followed James downstairs. The presents we had set out for each other lay under the Christmas tree.
"Now can I have the cookies?" James asked.
"Not until the others get here," I answered.
After we unwrapped our presents, our friends started to arrive. Remus and Peter first, then Anya, then Sirius (those two were always late, it couldn't be helped).
"Andrea and Netta should be here any minute, it's two o'clock," Anya said, sitting down on the couch while the guys tried to sneak cookies.
"We'll wait to open each other's presents until they get here," I replied, sitting next to Anya. "And to make my announcement," I added in my mind.
We waited for nearly two hours. It was getting close to four o'clock when there was a knock at our door.
"That must be them," I said, jumping up from the chess game Anya and I were playing.
I went to open the door, ready to tease Andrea and Netta for being late, but instead of Andrea and Netta, Dumbledore stood outside the door.
"Professor?" I asked, "What are you doing here."
"I'm afraid I must bring you some grave news Mrs. Potter," Dumbledore answered.
Confused, I stared at him.
"Well, come in," I whispered.
"No, I must be brief. There is much to be done. But I'm afraid I must inform you of the deaths of Andrea McKinnon and Netta Prewett," Dumbledore said.
"Andrea and Netta, dead?" I whispered fainting.
"Lily!" Everyone screamed.
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"Look! She's coming back to her senses!"
"Finally! It took long enough!" Said Sirius, wording his thoughts
"Sirius! Lily, can you hear us?"
"Huh?" I asked, opening my eyes and sitting up.
I was lying on the couch, James, Sirius, Remus, Peter, and Anya- kneeling beside me.
"What happened?" I asked.
"You fainted, I guess," Anya said, and shrugged.
"Where's Dumbledore?" I asked.
"He had to go to, you know, the sites of the incidents," Remus answered.
I closed my eyes, and remembered what Dumbledore said. "Andrea and Netta are dead."
"Was he telling the truth? Are Andrea and Netta really.…dead?" I asked.
Anya lowered her head, but nodded.
"How did they die?" I asked, already knowing the answer.
"Voldemort. He somehow found out that all the Prewetts and all the McKinnons would be in one place, an easy kill. So last night, while they were all asleep, he went and killed them all, even Andrea and Netta," Anya whispered.
"I'm going to kill him. I swear!" I yelled.
"Trust me, Lils, we all want to do that right now," Anya agreed.
"They'll never know my announcement," I thought.
(A/N- can anyone guess who the "mysterious informer" is? *glares evilly at Peter*)
Their funerals were a few days later. We all arrived, dressed in black. We were the closest things that they had to a family that were there. Their real families were dead.
After the funeral I went over to their gravestones, in the same cemetery. I read them carefully.
"Andrea Carmen McKinnon," read one, "Good daughter, loyal friend, wonderful sister. May her soul last forever."
"Antoinette Elizabeth Prewett," read the other, "Her pictures enlighted our life. May her soul have enlightened others."
"Come on, Lils," James said, walking over to me.
"They never got to hear my announcement," I whispered.
"Yes, but we still have to tell the others," James agreed, looking back to where the rest of our friends stood. "Let's go tell them."
"I'll be right over," I said quietly.
James nodded, and left me.
I looked at the two gravestones.
"LA… that's all that's left. LA…" I thought.
I quickly looked down at the gravestones, and took out my wand. Being careful no one was watching, I made a little "N" carved into Netta's grave, and a little "A" carved into Andrea's.
"LILS! COME ON!" my friends yelled.
"Coming!" I yelled, and took one last sorrowful look at the graves, then turned and walked back to my friends.
"What's all this about something you've got to tell us?" Anya asked when I got over there.
I glanced over at James, and he nodded.
"We were going to tell you Christmas day, but with all that happened…" I trailed, "We might as well tell you now."
"Well?" Anya asked.
"I'm pregnant," I answered quietly…nervously...
The silence hung over us all. I was really nervous. Fidgeting uncomfortably in the silence until Anya broke out in a smile.
"Yea! Oh, My GOD! Hey, everyone, Lils is having a baby!" Anya cried.
With that our friends started in on a stream of "congratulations" resulting in tight squeezes and kisses to the cheek (and lips, from James). The six of us, MWPP and LA, left the graveyard where two of our best friends had just been laid down, to rest forever.
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Author's Notes- Yet another short chapter, Oh, well, most of them are going to be short from now on, so I guess you'll have to get used to it *shrugs*. Anyway, I have to thank dragon enchantress (Dragoness Enchantress), my beta-reader. Also, to anyone who paid attention in this fic and the HP books, you'd know what was going to happen. Andrea and Netta's last names were PREWETT and MCKINNON. In the book Hagrid said that Voldemort killed them, so I had to kill them *wipes away a tear*. Ok, that's all for now.
Any additional comments can be sent to me at StarlightEve111@aol.com
Thanks!
L/J FOREVER!
Disclaimer- After 27 chapters (this is 28) I'd think you got the point by now, but for those of you that haven't (shallow people, JK!!!) I don't own anything. I'm not JK Rowling or anybody that owns anything to do with Harry Potter! Ok, so I invented basically everyone you haven't heard of from the books, but everything else is NOT mine!
That's all, for now.
Lily's Lake
Chapter 28
Christmas was coming fast. It had been a few months since I became Mrs. James Potter and James and I moved into our new house in Godric's Hollow. I was very much getting into the Christmas spirit.
"ANYA! HAVE YOU SEEN THE TINSEL?" I yelled, digging through my Christmas supplies.
Anya yelled, "No! Ask Andrea or Netta!"
"ANDREA! NETTA! HAVE YOU SEEN THE TINSEL?" I yelled, this time turning towards the kitchen.
"No!" Netta yelled.
"No! Ask Sirius, Remus, or Peter!" Andrea yelled from the kitchen, where she was baking pies.
I opened the back door and yelled, "JAMES! SIRIUS! REMUS! PETER! HAVE ANY OF YOU SEEN THE TINSEL?"
"You don't have to yell, Lils, we're right here," Sirius said, walking out from the side of the house with the others behind him.
"Sorry. Have you seen in the tinsel though? We ran out," I asked.
"Already? You had, like, three boxes worth," James answered.
"So? I ran out," I repeated.
"Figures. You love tinsel," Remus said.
"What do you mean?" I asked, putting my hands on my hips.
"Come on, Lils, we've seen your old apartment at Christmas time, and your Hogwarts dorm around Christmas. Don't tell us you don't like tinsel," Sirius answered, grinning.
"Oh, just tell me where it is!" I cried.
"Top shelf in the upstairs closet," James told me.
"Thanks," I said, flashed a grin, and ran inside.
When I ran up the stairs I saw Anya. She rolled her eyes as I opened the closet and took down the tinsel.
"He told you where it was, did he? Traitor," Anya whispered.
"What?" I asked, digging through the box looking for the tinsel.
"I hid it up there so you won't make the house look completely abnormal, more than it is anyway, being the house of two great wizards," Anya said, "Should have known he would tell you."
"I'm glad he did. Come downstairs and see the living room for yourself," I huffed.
Anya followed me downstairs. The living room had tinsel covering the ceiling; save for the spot I still had to tinsel. The Christmas tree was in a corner, with fake snow surrounding it.
"I must say, you did pretty good decorating, for you, I mean," Anya whispered.
"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked, grinning.
"Nothing," Anya answered, then said, "Come on, let's go make sure Andrea and Netta didn't burn everything."
We went into the kitchen to find Andrea and Netta arguing over how long to keep the cake in (last time something like this happened I was covered in beans for the rest of the day).
"Lils, Anya," Netta said when we came in, "How long do you put the cake in for?"
"Don't look it me, last time I cooked I nearly burnt the building down!" Anya cried, and sat down at the table.
"How long has it been in for?" I asked.
"I don't know," Andrea shrugged.
I turned to Netta. She shrugged.
"I'll check on it," I said, and went over to open the oven.
Smoke poured out of it. I coughed, and waved my hand in front of my face.
"You burnt it!" I cried, and pulled it out of the oven (with gloves on of course, I'm not that stupid).
I set it down on the counter.
"Oops."
"Sorry."
"It's OK, we'll just make cookies instead," I answered, opening the trash and putting the cake in.
That evening, everyone was getting ready to leave. Anya, Sirius, Remus, and Peter were coming back for Christmas morning. Andrea and Netta were going to their family's houses for Christmas; a family-get together sort of thing.
"We'll be over by three o'clock, we promise," Andrea said.
"See you then," I answered, "And make sure you bring us back some of your mother's cookies, Netta, hers are better than mine."
"Sure thing," Netta said.
They left, and James and I went into the kitchen.
"Cookies!" he cried.
"Put them down, they're for Christmas day!" I said, and made him let go.
"Fine, fine, but if you change your mind, just tell me, and I promise you, they'll be gone like that," James answered.
"I'm sure they will be," I smiled, then added, "I can't wait until Christmas."
"Neither can I," James said, kissed me quickly on the cheek, and left the room.
"And we both know why," I thought, "Because that's when we're going to make an announcement."
I smiled to myself, and continued to make some more cookies.
Christmas morning I woke up to James, jumping up and down on the bed, yelling, "Lils! Lils! It's Christmas!"
"Wha?" I asked, rubbing my eyes.
"It's CHRISTMAS!" James yelled in my ear.
"OW! James, stop, you're acting like a child," I said.
"And you're acting like a baby, staying in bed on Christmas morning," James answered, but got off the bed.
"Fine, fine, I'll get up," I whispered, slightly agitated.
"Good," James said.
I got out of bed, and followed James downstairs. The presents we had set out for each other lay under the Christmas tree.
"Now can I have the cookies?" James asked.
"Not until the others get here," I answered.
After we unwrapped our presents, our friends started to arrive. Remus and Peter first, then Anya, then Sirius (those two were always late, it couldn't be helped).
"Andrea and Netta should be here any minute, it's two o'clock," Anya said, sitting down on the couch while the guys tried to sneak cookies.
"We'll wait to open each other's presents until they get here," I replied, sitting next to Anya. "And to make my announcement," I added in my mind.
We waited for nearly two hours. It was getting close to four o'clock when there was a knock at our door.
"That must be them," I said, jumping up from the chess game Anya and I were playing.
I went to open the door, ready to tease Andrea and Netta for being late, but instead of Andrea and Netta, Dumbledore stood outside the door.
"Professor?" I asked, "What are you doing here."
"I'm afraid I must bring you some grave news Mrs. Potter," Dumbledore answered.
Confused, I stared at him.
"Well, come in," I whispered.
"No, I must be brief. There is much to be done. But I'm afraid I must inform you of the deaths of Andrea McKinnon and Netta Prewett," Dumbledore said.
"Andrea and Netta, dead?" I whispered fainting.
"Lily!" Everyone screamed.
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"Look! She's coming back to her senses!"
"Finally! It took long enough!" Said Sirius, wording his thoughts
"Sirius! Lily, can you hear us?"
"Huh?" I asked, opening my eyes and sitting up.
I was lying on the couch, James, Sirius, Remus, Peter, and Anya- kneeling beside me.
"What happened?" I asked.
"You fainted, I guess," Anya said, and shrugged.
"Where's Dumbledore?" I asked.
"He had to go to, you know, the sites of the incidents," Remus answered.
I closed my eyes, and remembered what Dumbledore said. "Andrea and Netta are dead."
"Was he telling the truth? Are Andrea and Netta really.…dead?" I asked.
Anya lowered her head, but nodded.
"How did they die?" I asked, already knowing the answer.
"Voldemort. He somehow found out that all the Prewetts and all the McKinnons would be in one place, an easy kill. So last night, while they were all asleep, he went and killed them all, even Andrea and Netta," Anya whispered.
"I'm going to kill him. I swear!" I yelled.
"Trust me, Lils, we all want to do that right now," Anya agreed.
"They'll never know my announcement," I thought.
(A/N- can anyone guess who the "mysterious informer" is? *glares evilly at Peter*)
Their funerals were a few days later. We all arrived, dressed in black. We were the closest things that they had to a family that were there. Their real families were dead.
After the funeral I went over to their gravestones, in the same cemetery. I read them carefully.
"Andrea Carmen McKinnon," read one, "Good daughter, loyal friend, wonderful sister. May her soul last forever."
"Antoinette Elizabeth Prewett," read the other, "Her pictures enlighted our life. May her soul have enlightened others."
"Come on, Lils," James said, walking over to me.
"They never got to hear my announcement," I whispered.
"Yes, but we still have to tell the others," James agreed, looking back to where the rest of our friends stood. "Let's go tell them."
"I'll be right over," I said quietly.
James nodded, and left me.
I looked at the two gravestones.
"LA… that's all that's left. LA…" I thought.
I quickly looked down at the gravestones, and took out my wand. Being careful no one was watching, I made a little "N" carved into Netta's grave, and a little "A" carved into Andrea's.
"LILS! COME ON!" my friends yelled.
"Coming!" I yelled, and took one last sorrowful look at the graves, then turned and walked back to my friends.
"What's all this about something you've got to tell us?" Anya asked when I got over there.
I glanced over at James, and he nodded.
"We were going to tell you Christmas day, but with all that happened…" I trailed, "We might as well tell you now."
"Well?" Anya asked.
"I'm pregnant," I answered quietly…nervously...
The silence hung over us all. I was really nervous. Fidgeting uncomfortably in the silence until Anya broke out in a smile.
"Yea! Oh, My GOD! Hey, everyone, Lils is having a baby!" Anya cried.
With that our friends started in on a stream of "congratulations" resulting in tight squeezes and kisses to the cheek (and lips, from James). The six of us, MWPP and LA, left the graveyard where two of our best friends had just been laid down, to rest forever.
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Author's Notes- Yet another short chapter, Oh, well, most of them are going to be short from now on, so I guess you'll have to get used to it *shrugs*. Anyway, I have to thank dragon enchantress (Dragoness Enchantress), my beta-reader. Also, to anyone who paid attention in this fic and the HP books, you'd know what was going to happen. Andrea and Netta's last names were PREWETT and MCKINNON. In the book Hagrid said that Voldemort killed them, so I had to kill them *wipes away a tear*. Ok, that's all for now.
Any additional comments can be sent to me at StarlightEve111@aol.com
Thanks!
L/J FOREVER!