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are owned by J.K. Rowling.
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Chapter 19 May I Have . . .
James Potter looked around his surroundings to take his mind off of his nerves. 'Oh God Almighty,' he thought as his mind wandered to the reason why he happened to be sitting in this particular room at 7:24 in the morning. Just then, he heard the door to the library open, and his palms began to sweat. 'I can do this, I can do this,' he chanted to himself for confidence.
"James?"
James turned around in his chair and looked into the questioning eyes of Nicolas Evans. "H-Hi M-Mr. Evans," he said. Mr. Evans nodded in reply and looked questioningly at James.
James gulped. 'Here goes nothing,'' he thought as he steeled himself for what was to come and looked down at his hands.
"Well sir, I have a question that is of utmost importance for you," he mumbled, barely louder than a whisper. James looked up from his hands and into the bottle green eyes of Mr. Evans.
"What did you say James?" he asked as he took his seat behind his desk. James inhaled a deep breath and slowly let it out again before he started over.
James looked him in the eye and said, "I have a question for you that I think that is of importance for you." James was surprised when he heard chuckling. "Sir?" he asked, confused.
"Sorry, James." Mr. Evans replied. "I've been wondering how long it'd take for you to come and see me about this. Now, what's your question?" he asked, his eyes twinkling with mischief.
"Well, Sir," James got out before he had to stop to take another breath. It's not that he didn't love Lily, because he loved her with everything that he was, but come on! How would you feel if you had to ask a man that you have respected your whole life for one of his "little girls'" hand in marriage? "I have recently, as in the last two months, become Lily's boyfriend, and we both realized that we, well, we loved each other. Now, Lily doesn't know anything about this, but by the end of next year I wanted to ask her to marry me. And well, I guess I'm here to- to-to a-a-a-ask f- for your p-permission to do so," James barely managed to stutter out.
Mr. Evans looked at James with a considering air, making the boy squirm and fidget in his seat under the scrutiny. "She loves you, you say. How do you know?" he asked. If you looked at James closely enough, you could see the pink tinge in his cheeks.
"She's told me so, Sir," James answered, looking the elder man in his eyes. Mr. Evans, as if satisfied with this answer, nodded his head.
"You do know that she doesn't give her love easily don't you?" he asked sharply, and received a nod in return. "James, I have always liked you. You remind me of myself when I was your age, but so help me God, if you hurt My Lily's heart, I'll come back from the dead to break your neck, and when you end up where ever dead people go, I'll haunt you for all eternity. Do you understand?" Mr. Evans demanded in a deadly tone.
James gulped and nodded. "Yes, Sir, I do. But know that I would never intentionally hurt your daughter. I love her," he said. Mr. Evans narrowed his eyes.
"Then you best look out for unintentionally hurting her, won't you?" he asked and was delighted to see the teenage boy pale.
Mr. Evans got up from his chair and walked over to the far window that overlooked the sea cliffs. "You know," he began, his mind going back a decade and a half. "When I asked Alexandra's Father for permission, he choked on his spit, then glared at me. He got up from his chair and walked across the room. I remember him picking up this old antique cavalry sword that was sheathed and pointing it at me. Do you know what he told me?" he asked without turning around from the view. Without waiting for a reply, he continued on.
"He told me that if he ever saw his daughter unhappy because of me that he would cut off one vital piece of my anatomy. I assured him that I would do nothing to harm her what so ever, but I did. It happens that two months after we got back from our honeymoon, my ex-girlfriend came to visit, not knowing that I was married. She unlocked the door herself, still holding the key I gave her, and walked up to my room, where she proceeded to get into bed with me.
"Alexandra, having been out training, as having magic in her blood was still new to her, came home late, and just happened to see Sophia slip into our bed. She went home and cried to her Mother, and Taylor, her Father, found out. The next morning, I woke up to a prickling sensation. He was doing exactly what he told me that he'd do. I screamed bloody murder, I do remember that," Mr. Evans said with a small smile.
"The only thing that stopped him from going through with his promise was magic, my magic. He told me, and I quote, 'I told you, you bloody whore, that if you ever made my baby girl unhappy that I would harm you, so that's what I'm going to do.' We eventually sorted everything out, but I told you this story for a reason. Do you know why?" he asked, finally turning around.
James could feel his stomach turning. He got the message all right. Screw up and you get ten fold the pain you caused. "Yes, Sir, I do."
Mr. Evans nodded his head and turned back to the scenery in past the window. "James, my family is everything to me. Not many mages are able to have them. Correct me if I'm wrong, but you are considered one, aren't you?" he asked.
"Yes, I am," was the reply.
"As is my daughter. I'm not sure if she's told you that, but she is. Your lives are going to be harder than you can imagine just for the simple fact that you're both mages. But, if you can deal with that, then the chance that I might have to come back from the dead and kill you slowly and with excruciating pain is slim. " Mr. Evans looked at James' reflection in the window and smiled evilly. "But if you cannot, I suggest you find a nice, gentle way to break up with my daughter now. So, slowly, I give you my permission"
James didn't even hesitate with answering. "Thank you, Sir. You don't know how much this will mean to Lily," he said, getting up from his chair for the first time in almost an hour.
"James," Mr. Evans called out as James started for the door. "Tell me one more thing," he said.
"Anything, Sir."
"Have you slept with my daughter already?"
James choked. On what, you can only guess, but he choked. "Sir?" he gasped, not wanting to answer this.
"You heard me James. Have you slept with Lily already?"
James could feel himself beginning to sweat, and gulped down air as if he was deprived of it. He couldn't find it in himself to lie. God help him, he was going to tell the truth!
"Sir-" he began, but was cut off by a "Daddy!"
Mr. Evans looked towards the door just as Lily came bursting in the doors. She stopped dead at the sight of a nervous James, and a brooding father. "Uh-oh. Daddy, you didn't scare him, did you? I've already told ya that I like this one," she said as she walked over to James and swung an arm around his waist.
"No, Flower, I haven't managed to scare this one away," he said, not even looking at his daughter, but looking straight into James' eyes. "My answer," he said, not giving up.
James leaned into Lily's embrace and gulped. 'I'd rather die in her arms than anywhere else,' he thought as he nodded his head. Mr. Evans nodded with a sour expression and said, "Right," and turned his gaze towards his daughter.
"Come here sweetie, " he said with a smile and opened his arms. Lily let go of James and rushed towards her father. Mr. Evans engulfed her in a hug and swung her around. "Where's Kay?" he asked as he laid a kiss on her forehead.
"I was thinking that the six of us could go down to the beach later and spend some time together. But, I also wanted to talk with Sirius first," he said with a glint in his eye.
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Sirius was pacing outside the library door. It was very common for you to see him doing so as he always had so much stored up energy, but this was different. He was doing this because he was nervous. He had bitten his nails into stubs! This was not a Sirius-like activity. He heard footsteps approaching and turned towards the noise.
"Siri? What are you doing here?" Kayla asked as she looked over her boyfriend. She noticed the uneven fingernails and groaned. "Let me guess, Dad has called upon you," she said as she crossed her arms across her chest.
Sirius nodded his head. "But I haven't gone in yet," he said with a quick glance at the door, looking as if he expected it to swing open any second, and an angry Mr. Evans to come out and start yelling at him.
Kayla lifted her eyebrow at him and walked passed him to knock on the frame of the door.
"Come in!" came a voice from inside.
Sirius looked at her as if she was crazy. "What?" she said trying to look innocent. "He is waiting for you, you know," she said in an exasperated tone while he just stood there looking at the door stupidly. Kayla rolled her eyes, opened the door, and quite rudely pushed him inside of the room.
"I take it," Lily said from behind her. Kayla whipped around to see Lily leaning against the wall casually with her arms crossed under her breasts. "That he is going in to see Daddy." Kayla nodded her head and walked over to her best friend.
"Come on." Kayla said lacing her arm through one of Lily's. "You know that he won't start until he senses that we're gone." Lily looked over her shoulder and glared at the door.
"Kayla, darling, they are getting more than an interrogation in there," Lily said, still glaring at the door.
Kayla stopped and looked at her. "Why do you say that?"
Lily turned her head around and looked at Kayla. "Because. You tell me how many times have those two been in trouble and have had to go see McGonagall or Dumbledore. At least a million!" Lily answered before Kayla had a chance to say anything. "Yet James just came out of there only ten minutes ago shaking like crazy! I though that Daddy had threatened to kill him in there! Yet, James said he did no such thing," Lily said scowling at the wall in front of her.
"Something is going on and I want to know what it is!" Lily said, stomping her foot as a child would in a temper. But, considering that she was moving, it didn't turn out quite like she planned, and she ended up hitting the leg of one of the tables with her foot, causing her to trip and fall, which caused Kayla, who was still holding on to her, to fall on top of her.
"Is this a private orgy, or can I join?" asked the amused voice of James Potter as he stood in the hallway watching the two girls struggle to get up off of the floor.
"Kayla! Watch where you put that arm of yours, would ya?"
"Ouch! Lily! Stop twisting my arm!"
"Ow! Ow! That's my back that your knee is so lovingly digging into!"
"Ow!" both finally screamed in unison as they both hit their heads on the same table Lily tripped over as they got up.
Lily got to her feet first and offered Kayla a hand up, rubbing the back of her skull with the other.
Kayla got up, turned around and glared menacingly at the offending table. "Stupid thing," she muttered as she turned around to glare at a smirking James. "You could have helped you know," she said as she began to walk away, towards the garden doors.
"Sorry! That was just so funny-omfh!" he said and got winded by a punch to the stomach from a glaring Lily.
"Sorry, babe," he said rubbing his stomach with a pained expression.
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"I take it that you are here for the same reasons as James is," Mr. Evans said as he eyed the boy in front of him. Sirius nodded his head, perfectly willing to have Mr. Evans do all the talking. "Well, sit down and I'll tell you what I told James just twenty minutes ago," He snapped.
So, Sirius heard the threat - and cringed at it. 'Ouch! Better keep her very happy,' he thought with a grimace.
"Tell me Sirius," Mr. Evans said, looking Sirius in the eye, "How long have you loved Kayla?"
Sirius smiled dreamily. "I realized what my feelings for her were over the summer Nicky, but I've had these feelings for quite sometime. How long I couldn't tell you, but they've always been there," he said thinking of all the fun filled slaps, punches, and shoves into some hard object or body of water after all the comments he had whispered into Kayla's ear over the years.
"Well, Sirius, I have three things to say to you," Mr. Evans said, efficiently bringing Sirius out of one fond memory in which he whispered something incredibly exotic about how they could warm each other up that cold afternoon into Kayla's ear, in which her reply was a quick in take of breath and letting it out in a shudder, then turning her wide eyes to him and pushing him into the freezing lake.
"One, don't call me Nicky ever again; Two, don't go messing around with other girls; Three, be careful with her, she's been through a lot concerning men in her life. And if you ever force her," he said with a dark glare, and shaking voice, "I will kill you in the most painful way that I know how to, you got that?" Mr. Evans growled.
Sirius, being Sirius, glared right back at him and jumped out of his chair. "I would never do that! God! What kind of person do you take me for, a rapist?" he shouted in outrage. Mr. Evans looked taken back by Sirius' outburst at first, then began to chuckle.
"You and I are going to get along just fine, dear boy, just fine." Within an instant, Mr. Evans sobered and said, "I give you my permission for Kayla's hand in marriage, but you might also want to ask her real father. I know," he said with a sigh as he leaned against the back of his chair, "that she doesn't think of Phillip Cameron as he father, but just for forms sake you should also ask him. And even though it doesn't seem like it, make sure that Maria is involved in the wedding. She really does love Kayla, she just doesn't know how to show love, having grown up herself in a loveless house," he said, referring to Kayla's Mother.
Sirius nodded. He had already planned to do so anyways. At least the part about asking Phillip Cameron for his permission for Kayla's hand in marriage. He looked at Mr. Evans, and was shocked to see tears flowing down his face.
"You know," he said as if he felt Sirius' question. "I have just realized that in one day I have already found out who both of my daughters are marrying, and then have also realized within the same day that I won't be there on their day to walk them down the aisle. I have in fact done so with one of my daughters, but, it didn't feel right. Although nothing with Petunia feels right. She does after all look at me as if I'm a freak," he said, thinking about the daughter that wasn't even his daughter.
***Flashback***
"Nick, please. I have no one else that can take her," A beautiful young woman around the age of 23 begged of the man in front of her. "You are not the father, but he is dead. I do know that," The woman said in a soft voice.
"What's her name?" asked another woman from that same room.
Nick turned around to see his beautiful new wife, Alexandra, standing in the doorway looking at the small bundle in the other woman's arms.
"'Lexia, Helen. Helen, my wife Alexandra." Nick said, making the introductions.
"The child's name?" Alexandra said after giving a nod to the gray-eyed blonde. "Petunia," Helen replied.
Alexandra finally walked away from the door and over towards the woman. "We'd love to take her," she said as she ran a gentle finger down the baby's cheek.
***End Flashback***
"Mr. Evans? Nick? NICKY!" Sirius finally yelled.
"Ahh!" Mr. Evans yelped as he his eyes became focused and he saw the teenager standing over him waving his hand in front of his face.
Sirius jumped back in surprise and started to laugh. It must have been contagious, because it wasn't long after that Mr. Evans began to laugh too.
"What? What happened?" Lily yelled as she stormed into the room, followed closely by James, Alexandra, and Kayla.
All they saw was Sirius and Mr. Evans, ten feet in between them, doubled over in laughter. Soon enough, the whole room was filled with laughter. What they were laughing about, no one cared, and no one felt the need to ask.
This was one of those days that they'd always keep close to their hearts.
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"Say, Sirius," James asked as they strolled along the beach with their girls on their arms, and Mr. and Mrs. Evans a few feet ahead of them. "Why'd you get out of that damnable library laughing, and I came out of their shaking as if I had just emerged from a glacier?"
Sirius smirked at James and in an amused tone said, "Well, Jamie-my-boy, I have this . . . charm shall we say." Kayla gave a snort of protest and Sirius looked down at his girlfriend in disbelief.
"Are you saying that I'm not charming?" he asked in a shocked tone.
"Sirius, honey," Kayla said in a sweet voice. "How long exactly did it take for us to become a couple? Five years." She said as James and Lily began to laugh. "Now, don't you think that if you had charm that it would have taken a little less time for me to begin dating you?" she asked.
"I do to have charm!" he yelled, causing James to fall on his ass laughing, bringing Lily down with him, and Mr. and Mrs. Evans to look back at them questioningly. Sirius blushed and glared at Kayla. "You are so going to pay for that!" he said as he started for her.
Kayla yelped and ran towards Mr. Evans.
"Daddy help!" she said as she hid behind him. Sirius stopped in front of him and mad a grab for her, but she shot out of his grasp and began to run again.
You could hear Kayla screaming for him to stop, Sirius screaming back something along the lines of, "Never my darling!" and Lily, James, and Mr. and Mrs. Evans all laughing like loons.
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A/N: So, how'd you like it? Okay, I don't know how I'm going to end this story, so I need your help. By the way, I'm going to have a sequel to this one, but that is neither here nor there. What I need your guys' help with is this;
Should I kill Lily and James?
Or should I keep them alive?
Help! Please! I don't know what way to end this story, and I need help really badly, as I've said many times already.
Oh, and one more thing; what's the secret to keeping the Italics in your stories as you post them? Whenever I use them, they go away after I download them onto fanfiction.net, so, if you guys out there could PLEASE help me figure out both of these mysteries I'd be eternally grateful.
And one more thing before you review, (Hint, hint) thank you all for reviewing my story. Mistress del Mare
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Chapter 19 May I Have . . .
James Potter looked around his surroundings to take his mind off of his nerves. 'Oh God Almighty,' he thought as his mind wandered to the reason why he happened to be sitting in this particular room at 7:24 in the morning. Just then, he heard the door to the library open, and his palms began to sweat. 'I can do this, I can do this,' he chanted to himself for confidence.
"James?"
James turned around in his chair and looked into the questioning eyes of Nicolas Evans. "H-Hi M-Mr. Evans," he said. Mr. Evans nodded in reply and looked questioningly at James.
James gulped. 'Here goes nothing,'' he thought as he steeled himself for what was to come and looked down at his hands.
"Well sir, I have a question that is of utmost importance for you," he mumbled, barely louder than a whisper. James looked up from his hands and into the bottle green eyes of Mr. Evans.
"What did you say James?" he asked as he took his seat behind his desk. James inhaled a deep breath and slowly let it out again before he started over.
James looked him in the eye and said, "I have a question for you that I think that is of importance for you." James was surprised when he heard chuckling. "Sir?" he asked, confused.
"Sorry, James." Mr. Evans replied. "I've been wondering how long it'd take for you to come and see me about this. Now, what's your question?" he asked, his eyes twinkling with mischief.
"Well, Sir," James got out before he had to stop to take another breath. It's not that he didn't love Lily, because he loved her with everything that he was, but come on! How would you feel if you had to ask a man that you have respected your whole life for one of his "little girls'" hand in marriage? "I have recently, as in the last two months, become Lily's boyfriend, and we both realized that we, well, we loved each other. Now, Lily doesn't know anything about this, but by the end of next year I wanted to ask her to marry me. And well, I guess I'm here to- to-to a-a-a-ask f- for your p-permission to do so," James barely managed to stutter out.
Mr. Evans looked at James with a considering air, making the boy squirm and fidget in his seat under the scrutiny. "She loves you, you say. How do you know?" he asked. If you looked at James closely enough, you could see the pink tinge in his cheeks.
"She's told me so, Sir," James answered, looking the elder man in his eyes. Mr. Evans, as if satisfied with this answer, nodded his head.
"You do know that she doesn't give her love easily don't you?" he asked sharply, and received a nod in return. "James, I have always liked you. You remind me of myself when I was your age, but so help me God, if you hurt My Lily's heart, I'll come back from the dead to break your neck, and when you end up where ever dead people go, I'll haunt you for all eternity. Do you understand?" Mr. Evans demanded in a deadly tone.
James gulped and nodded. "Yes, Sir, I do. But know that I would never intentionally hurt your daughter. I love her," he said. Mr. Evans narrowed his eyes.
"Then you best look out for unintentionally hurting her, won't you?" he asked and was delighted to see the teenage boy pale.
Mr. Evans got up from his chair and walked over to the far window that overlooked the sea cliffs. "You know," he began, his mind going back a decade and a half. "When I asked Alexandra's Father for permission, he choked on his spit, then glared at me. He got up from his chair and walked across the room. I remember him picking up this old antique cavalry sword that was sheathed and pointing it at me. Do you know what he told me?" he asked without turning around from the view. Without waiting for a reply, he continued on.
"He told me that if he ever saw his daughter unhappy because of me that he would cut off one vital piece of my anatomy. I assured him that I would do nothing to harm her what so ever, but I did. It happens that two months after we got back from our honeymoon, my ex-girlfriend came to visit, not knowing that I was married. She unlocked the door herself, still holding the key I gave her, and walked up to my room, where she proceeded to get into bed with me.
"Alexandra, having been out training, as having magic in her blood was still new to her, came home late, and just happened to see Sophia slip into our bed. She went home and cried to her Mother, and Taylor, her Father, found out. The next morning, I woke up to a prickling sensation. He was doing exactly what he told me that he'd do. I screamed bloody murder, I do remember that," Mr. Evans said with a small smile.
"The only thing that stopped him from going through with his promise was magic, my magic. He told me, and I quote, 'I told you, you bloody whore, that if you ever made my baby girl unhappy that I would harm you, so that's what I'm going to do.' We eventually sorted everything out, but I told you this story for a reason. Do you know why?" he asked, finally turning around.
James could feel his stomach turning. He got the message all right. Screw up and you get ten fold the pain you caused. "Yes, Sir, I do."
Mr. Evans nodded his head and turned back to the scenery in past the window. "James, my family is everything to me. Not many mages are able to have them. Correct me if I'm wrong, but you are considered one, aren't you?" he asked.
"Yes, I am," was the reply.
"As is my daughter. I'm not sure if she's told you that, but she is. Your lives are going to be harder than you can imagine just for the simple fact that you're both mages. But, if you can deal with that, then the chance that I might have to come back from the dead and kill you slowly and with excruciating pain is slim. " Mr. Evans looked at James' reflection in the window and smiled evilly. "But if you cannot, I suggest you find a nice, gentle way to break up with my daughter now. So, slowly, I give you my permission"
James didn't even hesitate with answering. "Thank you, Sir. You don't know how much this will mean to Lily," he said, getting up from his chair for the first time in almost an hour.
"James," Mr. Evans called out as James started for the door. "Tell me one more thing," he said.
"Anything, Sir."
"Have you slept with my daughter already?"
James choked. On what, you can only guess, but he choked. "Sir?" he gasped, not wanting to answer this.
"You heard me James. Have you slept with Lily already?"
James could feel himself beginning to sweat, and gulped down air as if he was deprived of it. He couldn't find it in himself to lie. God help him, he was going to tell the truth!
"Sir-" he began, but was cut off by a "Daddy!"
Mr. Evans looked towards the door just as Lily came bursting in the doors. She stopped dead at the sight of a nervous James, and a brooding father. "Uh-oh. Daddy, you didn't scare him, did you? I've already told ya that I like this one," she said as she walked over to James and swung an arm around his waist.
"No, Flower, I haven't managed to scare this one away," he said, not even looking at his daughter, but looking straight into James' eyes. "My answer," he said, not giving up.
James leaned into Lily's embrace and gulped. 'I'd rather die in her arms than anywhere else,' he thought as he nodded his head. Mr. Evans nodded with a sour expression and said, "Right," and turned his gaze towards his daughter.
"Come here sweetie, " he said with a smile and opened his arms. Lily let go of James and rushed towards her father. Mr. Evans engulfed her in a hug and swung her around. "Where's Kay?" he asked as he laid a kiss on her forehead.
"I was thinking that the six of us could go down to the beach later and spend some time together. But, I also wanted to talk with Sirius first," he said with a glint in his eye.
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Sirius was pacing outside the library door. It was very common for you to see him doing so as he always had so much stored up energy, but this was different. He was doing this because he was nervous. He had bitten his nails into stubs! This was not a Sirius-like activity. He heard footsteps approaching and turned towards the noise.
"Siri? What are you doing here?" Kayla asked as she looked over her boyfriend. She noticed the uneven fingernails and groaned. "Let me guess, Dad has called upon you," she said as she crossed her arms across her chest.
Sirius nodded his head. "But I haven't gone in yet," he said with a quick glance at the door, looking as if he expected it to swing open any second, and an angry Mr. Evans to come out and start yelling at him.
Kayla lifted her eyebrow at him and walked passed him to knock on the frame of the door.
"Come in!" came a voice from inside.
Sirius looked at her as if she was crazy. "What?" she said trying to look innocent. "He is waiting for you, you know," she said in an exasperated tone while he just stood there looking at the door stupidly. Kayla rolled her eyes, opened the door, and quite rudely pushed him inside of the room.
"I take it," Lily said from behind her. Kayla whipped around to see Lily leaning against the wall casually with her arms crossed under her breasts. "That he is going in to see Daddy." Kayla nodded her head and walked over to her best friend.
"Come on." Kayla said lacing her arm through one of Lily's. "You know that he won't start until he senses that we're gone." Lily looked over her shoulder and glared at the door.
"Kayla, darling, they are getting more than an interrogation in there," Lily said, still glaring at the door.
Kayla stopped and looked at her. "Why do you say that?"
Lily turned her head around and looked at Kayla. "Because. You tell me how many times have those two been in trouble and have had to go see McGonagall or Dumbledore. At least a million!" Lily answered before Kayla had a chance to say anything. "Yet James just came out of there only ten minutes ago shaking like crazy! I though that Daddy had threatened to kill him in there! Yet, James said he did no such thing," Lily said scowling at the wall in front of her.
"Something is going on and I want to know what it is!" Lily said, stomping her foot as a child would in a temper. But, considering that she was moving, it didn't turn out quite like she planned, and she ended up hitting the leg of one of the tables with her foot, causing her to trip and fall, which caused Kayla, who was still holding on to her, to fall on top of her.
"Is this a private orgy, or can I join?" asked the amused voice of James Potter as he stood in the hallway watching the two girls struggle to get up off of the floor.
"Kayla! Watch where you put that arm of yours, would ya?"
"Ouch! Lily! Stop twisting my arm!"
"Ow! Ow! That's my back that your knee is so lovingly digging into!"
"Ow!" both finally screamed in unison as they both hit their heads on the same table Lily tripped over as they got up.
Lily got to her feet first and offered Kayla a hand up, rubbing the back of her skull with the other.
Kayla got up, turned around and glared menacingly at the offending table. "Stupid thing," she muttered as she turned around to glare at a smirking James. "You could have helped you know," she said as she began to walk away, towards the garden doors.
"Sorry! That was just so funny-omfh!" he said and got winded by a punch to the stomach from a glaring Lily.
"Sorry, babe," he said rubbing his stomach with a pained expression.
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"I take it that you are here for the same reasons as James is," Mr. Evans said as he eyed the boy in front of him. Sirius nodded his head, perfectly willing to have Mr. Evans do all the talking. "Well, sit down and I'll tell you what I told James just twenty minutes ago," He snapped.
So, Sirius heard the threat - and cringed at it. 'Ouch! Better keep her very happy,' he thought with a grimace.
"Tell me Sirius," Mr. Evans said, looking Sirius in the eye, "How long have you loved Kayla?"
Sirius smiled dreamily. "I realized what my feelings for her were over the summer Nicky, but I've had these feelings for quite sometime. How long I couldn't tell you, but they've always been there," he said thinking of all the fun filled slaps, punches, and shoves into some hard object or body of water after all the comments he had whispered into Kayla's ear over the years.
"Well, Sirius, I have three things to say to you," Mr. Evans said, efficiently bringing Sirius out of one fond memory in which he whispered something incredibly exotic about how they could warm each other up that cold afternoon into Kayla's ear, in which her reply was a quick in take of breath and letting it out in a shudder, then turning her wide eyes to him and pushing him into the freezing lake.
"One, don't call me Nicky ever again; Two, don't go messing around with other girls; Three, be careful with her, she's been through a lot concerning men in her life. And if you ever force her," he said with a dark glare, and shaking voice, "I will kill you in the most painful way that I know how to, you got that?" Mr. Evans growled.
Sirius, being Sirius, glared right back at him and jumped out of his chair. "I would never do that! God! What kind of person do you take me for, a rapist?" he shouted in outrage. Mr. Evans looked taken back by Sirius' outburst at first, then began to chuckle.
"You and I are going to get along just fine, dear boy, just fine." Within an instant, Mr. Evans sobered and said, "I give you my permission for Kayla's hand in marriage, but you might also want to ask her real father. I know," he said with a sigh as he leaned against the back of his chair, "that she doesn't think of Phillip Cameron as he father, but just for forms sake you should also ask him. And even though it doesn't seem like it, make sure that Maria is involved in the wedding. She really does love Kayla, she just doesn't know how to show love, having grown up herself in a loveless house," he said, referring to Kayla's Mother.
Sirius nodded. He had already planned to do so anyways. At least the part about asking Phillip Cameron for his permission for Kayla's hand in marriage. He looked at Mr. Evans, and was shocked to see tears flowing down his face.
"You know," he said as if he felt Sirius' question. "I have just realized that in one day I have already found out who both of my daughters are marrying, and then have also realized within the same day that I won't be there on their day to walk them down the aisle. I have in fact done so with one of my daughters, but, it didn't feel right. Although nothing with Petunia feels right. She does after all look at me as if I'm a freak," he said, thinking about the daughter that wasn't even his daughter.
***Flashback***
"Nick, please. I have no one else that can take her," A beautiful young woman around the age of 23 begged of the man in front of her. "You are not the father, but he is dead. I do know that," The woman said in a soft voice.
"What's her name?" asked another woman from that same room.
Nick turned around to see his beautiful new wife, Alexandra, standing in the doorway looking at the small bundle in the other woman's arms.
"'Lexia, Helen. Helen, my wife Alexandra." Nick said, making the introductions.
"The child's name?" Alexandra said after giving a nod to the gray-eyed blonde. "Petunia," Helen replied.
Alexandra finally walked away from the door and over towards the woman. "We'd love to take her," she said as she ran a gentle finger down the baby's cheek.
***End Flashback***
"Mr. Evans? Nick? NICKY!" Sirius finally yelled.
"Ahh!" Mr. Evans yelped as he his eyes became focused and he saw the teenager standing over him waving his hand in front of his face.
Sirius jumped back in surprise and started to laugh. It must have been contagious, because it wasn't long after that Mr. Evans began to laugh too.
"What? What happened?" Lily yelled as she stormed into the room, followed closely by James, Alexandra, and Kayla.
All they saw was Sirius and Mr. Evans, ten feet in between them, doubled over in laughter. Soon enough, the whole room was filled with laughter. What they were laughing about, no one cared, and no one felt the need to ask.
This was one of those days that they'd always keep close to their hearts.
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"Say, Sirius," James asked as they strolled along the beach with their girls on their arms, and Mr. and Mrs. Evans a few feet ahead of them. "Why'd you get out of that damnable library laughing, and I came out of their shaking as if I had just emerged from a glacier?"
Sirius smirked at James and in an amused tone said, "Well, Jamie-my-boy, I have this . . . charm shall we say." Kayla gave a snort of protest and Sirius looked down at his girlfriend in disbelief.
"Are you saying that I'm not charming?" he asked in a shocked tone.
"Sirius, honey," Kayla said in a sweet voice. "How long exactly did it take for us to become a couple? Five years." She said as James and Lily began to laugh. "Now, don't you think that if you had charm that it would have taken a little less time for me to begin dating you?" she asked.
"I do to have charm!" he yelled, causing James to fall on his ass laughing, bringing Lily down with him, and Mr. and Mrs. Evans to look back at them questioningly. Sirius blushed and glared at Kayla. "You are so going to pay for that!" he said as he started for her.
Kayla yelped and ran towards Mr. Evans.
"Daddy help!" she said as she hid behind him. Sirius stopped in front of him and mad a grab for her, but she shot out of his grasp and began to run again.
You could hear Kayla screaming for him to stop, Sirius screaming back something along the lines of, "Never my darling!" and Lily, James, and Mr. and Mrs. Evans all laughing like loons.
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A/N: So, how'd you like it? Okay, I don't know how I'm going to end this story, so I need your help. By the way, I'm going to have a sequel to this one, but that is neither here nor there. What I need your guys' help with is this;
Should I kill Lily and James?
Or should I keep them alive?
Help! Please! I don't know what way to end this story, and I need help really badly, as I've said many times already.
Oh, and one more thing; what's the secret to keeping the Italics in your stories as you post them? Whenever I use them, they go away after I download them onto fanfiction.net, so, if you guys out there could PLEASE help me figure out both of these mysteries I'd be eternally grateful.
And one more thing before you review, (Hint, hint) thank you all for reviewing my story. Mistress del Mare