Hilo! I've decided that I can only update once a week. More if you review the required amount. I didn't get 40 reviews.... ;_;
Oh well, 38 is good too. Thank you for all your reviews. Chapter 4 wasn't that good and was kind of random. Remember that friend who said my story was bad? That's livestock who reviewed. He now likes it. YAY! He keeps on bugging me to update the story......
My guy friends and I might come up with a story together, so stay tuned.
More Than Just Harry
Chapter 5: King of Jacks
"Men are like a deck of cards. You'll find the occasional king, but most are jacks."
-Laura Swenson
It was a cold, rainy day in November, exactly three months after Lily had taken the potion (Let the fun begin!). She was in bed on her back and lay awake. James was too.
All of a sudden, Lily jumped out of bed and ran for the bathroom. James followed her only wearing the boxers he slept in. They had practiced this procedure before.
"Seriously Lils. We've practiced your morning sickness for three weeks already. I know the drill. We even practice when you are barfing in the middle of the day (the side effects remember?). "
Lily hovered over the toilet as James held back her tangled hair. She began to vomit.
"Holy shit! I didn't know you were actually barfing." James jumped away from Lily as she continued to vomit, her hair falling into a sheet around her face. When she was done, she glared venom at James.
"Why'd you let go?" she asked. "I almost got vomit all over my hair."
"I freaked out!" he exclaimed. "Usually, you just barf, and then you're done. You took forever!"
Lily sighed. Trust James to be immature. She went downstairs for breakfast followed by James.
The spacious kitchen was white and silver. Many stainless steel cabinets and cabinet doors lined the wall. A huge chrome fridge sat next to a row of white marble countertops which sat on more chrome cabinets. In the center of the room was an island of chrome countertop. A huge stove on top of an oven stood opposite of the refrigerator. An unused dishwasher was next to a food dispenser. In one corner was a garbage can. White walls matched the white tiling of the floor. Round white lights clung to the kitchen walls. Plants in silver attachments to the wall overflowed from the makeshift vases they were in. Tiny pink, white, and yellow flowers were dots among the green mass of leaves. The ceiling of the kitchen was just like the Great Hall at Hogwarts from which the idea was inspired. The ceiling showed what the outside sky appeared to be.
"Make me breakfast," ordered Lily as she made it to the kitchen. It was of course, a Sunday morning. Lily usually made the meals everyday, but today, she didn't feel like it. No one else was awake, so naturally, the order was directed toward James.
"No."
"Please?"
"No."
"Fine," Lily relented. Over the years, she had found that trying to make the former Gryffindor Seeker listen to her was next to impossible. The only way to get to him was if Lily cried. That was how anyone knew he even had a conscience.
"What do you want for breakfast?" she asked.
"French Toast with powdered sugar, syrup, pears, bananas, and whipped cream. I want over easy eggs and bacon on the side."
"Coming right up."
Lily made a batter of dip. She dipped bread into it until it was completely covered with the mixture. Slice after slice of bread she put on the pan and cooked until stacks for five armies stacked on wide ceramic plates were twenty centimeters tall ( I'm American, but I'm using the metric system because every country except America uses it including Britain. It is more authentic that way). She gingerly placed the dirty pan in the empty sink for whoever's turn it was to wash. Lily cooked, so it was only fair someone else did the dishes. Sometimes, she got stuck doing it anyway.
"Why don't you get dressed?" asked Lily. James was still only in his boxers.
"What about you?" he interrogated. Lily was in her long purple and cloud covered pajama pants. Her tank top was a silk one to match. "Aren't you cold?
"I'm decent. I have a shirt on, and my undergarment isn't showing."
James rolled his eyes and went upstairs, but not before pulling Lily's pants down and shouting, "Yeah it is!"
As James changed upstairs, Lily took out another pan and cooked two over easy eggs for James. Hot oil flecked at her skin, making her wince. It wasn't that she wasn't used to having sizzling oil hit her, it was that it still hurt, and the contrast to the coldness of her skin made it worse.
"I should have listened to James and changed," she thought. A loud sneeze came from her as she faced the opposite direction from the cooking food. The fiery haired woman scooped the eggs onto a plate when a fuzzy shawl was draped across her shoulders. She turned around to see James.
"I thought that you might be cold, so I brought you it. I don't want the only cook in the house getting sick. We'd starve."
"Your eggs are ready," she whispered to his chest. He was taller than her. James was a little too close to her for her to speak loudly. He had that effect on her. Handing the plate over to him so that he could start, Lily turned back to her cooking. James single handedly took the eggs to the huge glass dining table in the dining room to eat. In his other hand was a book which he started to read as he plopped down in an elegant cushioned chrome seat that matched the silver-colored table. The table had seats for five. In the center was a chinese blue and white porcelain vase filled with beautiful yellow roses. Windows facing the north and east let 8:00 sunlight drift in. If one looked up, they would see an enchanted ceiling that showed outer space. Plants also hung from the violet walls, mirroring the ones that hung in the kitchen. Paintings by James hung on the walls. Tall lavender floor lamps stood dormant, waiting for the night to come.
In the kitchen adjacent to the dining room, Lily was calming herself.
"Two sunny side up eggs for Bella, two scrambled eggs for Sirius, and two boiled eggs for Remus," Lily muttered to herself. She knew everyone well enough to know what kind of eggs they wanted. The matter was if the were in the mood for it.
Each pair of eggs went on different blue-rimmed glass plates. She fried two packages of bacon until they were crispy and placed them on another wide colorful ceramic plate. Teetering two or three plates at a time, Lily made two trips to the dining room where she placed the plates of food in their respective places on the huge round table. Each covered plate of eggs were in the spot where it was in front of their owner's assigned seat. The covers were on to keep the food hot for when the late wakers woke up to eat.
"Can I have coffee?" asked James not looking up from the leather bound book he was reading.
"No. That will tempt me to have some which will be bad for the baby. James, it has been three months. I'm pregnant now."
"I'll have milk then."
Lily growled. James had ignored what she said again. At this point she was used to the messy haired young man's churlishness, but it still perturbed her. (hehe, I used two vocabulary words!) He could be nice sometimes, but mean, spoiled, and wanton at others. Sometimes she hated him, others she loved him. No matter what, she could always relate to him. They shared a pain, but right now, the thought was jostled aside by other thoughts of James Potter.
She poured five large glasses of milk into tall blue translucent glasses. She carried two at a time to the table. By the time she was done with breakfast, she was tired. She sat down next to James,who didn't even care, in the seat allotted to her. His plate was devoid of the eggs she had cooked him and only a few yoke remnants lingered behind.
"How many bacon slices may I have?" he inquired.
"I cooked two packages which had twenty-five of them in each. There are five people. You do the math."
James amassed ten slices of bacon from the pile on the plate. He ate it without taking his eyes off of the book pages.
Lily ignored him, took ten bacon slices for herself and began to eat her own over easy eggs. By the times she was finished with her plate, James was eating french toast. He grabbed a plate out of five, added all the desired toppings and began to eat. She mirrored his actions. They liked to eat the same things.
When the two had finished, the others were just coming in.
"I don't know what's wrong with Sirius, but he's barfing," stated Remus.
Sirius came in looking horrible.
"Looks like you have morning sickness like Lily," laughed James.
Lily glared at him.
"What did you do to the remainder of the Pregnancy Potion anyway? You couldn't have drunken the whole thing, especially since it came from James," added Bella.
"I poured it down the drain," replied Lily.
Sirius visible paled. "Please tell me that wasn't the day we went shopping a week before going to the beach."
"It was..." trailed Lily.
"Shit..."
"Don't tell me you drank some of it," sighed Bella.
Sirius just nodded.
"You idiot! How do you drink something that went down the drain?" yelled Bella.
"Well, I got thirsty after yelling at James and Lily to get up. I didn't feel like getting a new cup and pouring soda, so I looked in the sink. There was some foggy white stuff in a cup, so I just drank it!"
"You lazy idiot!" screamed Bella. "Now you're a pregnant man!"
"And you didn't have side effects because the potion was diluted with water. I didn't spill all of the potion out, I guess," added Lily. "The child might come out deformed!"
"James, you're going to be the father of two!" yelled a flustered Lily at James who had disregarded the whole conversation. "Why can't you care? Two of your best friends are going to have your babies and you'r-"
She had stopped because she had finally realized what James was reading.
"Get the hell off my diary, King of jacks asses!" Lily's face was red.
"I didn't know you thought I had a nice face. Or ass for that matter," James smoothly replied.
Lily looked as if she might cry, but instead, threw the shawl around her shoulders to the floor and ran away from the dining room screaming," I hate you James Potter!" Her long red hair flew out behind her as she ran out in the rain.
"Go chase after her!" yelled the trio at James. He realized his bantering had gone too far. He thrust the diary into Bella's hands since she would never read it like he did, and ran out the door without taking time to put on a jacket, but with an umbrella. He saw a glimpse of red and chased her after it with his umbrella open. The rain had made everything wet, muddy, slippery, and extremely cold. Leaving his country home behind him, James fled after the small, but growing figure of Lily. He caught up with the drenched woman.
Her hair lay in limp tangles around her face. Her purple clothes clung to her shivering body. Rain harshly and full of power beat down on her now frail body.
"Come on Lily. You're going to catch a cold," coaxed James.
"Will you give me the umbrella?" asked Lily.
"No. There's only room for one underneath."
That was it. "You selfish bastard! I just wanted to see if you even gave a damn about me. I guess not!" yelled Lily. Her red hair fell in mangled waves down to her waist.
"I apologize. Now come on. You're going to be sick. Follow me home!"
"No! You have no respect for anyone!"
"I don't want to have the guilt of knowing I'm responsible of the deaths of two innocent lives," responded James calmly.
"There you go again in that calm, I-don't-give-a-damn look. You have a conscience? You actually heard me say I was pregnant? Surprisin-"
For the second time that morning, Lily stopped what she was saying. Her body swayed from right to left, giving James time to catch her when she fell. James felt Lily's forehead. It was hot. In one fluid motion, James picked her up with one arm supporting her mid back and the other under her legs. Her head lay on his chest as James ran for their home, Lily's pale, bare feet rigid. Lily was out with a fever.
A. N. - What do you guys think? My friend Mr. Livestock decided to bother me, and he asked me to write this chapter, so here it is. I hope it's long. Please review! If I get 55 reviews total, I'll update on the spot. Otherwise, it's next Saturday. And to Murder Inc. who reviewed for the third chapter, Sirius did drink the potion! All of you, including Mr. Livestock, better review!
~*Aquarius*~
Oh well, 38 is good too. Thank you for all your reviews. Chapter 4 wasn't that good and was kind of random. Remember that friend who said my story was bad? That's livestock who reviewed. He now likes it. YAY! He keeps on bugging me to update the story......
My guy friends and I might come up with a story together, so stay tuned.
More Than Just Harry
Chapter 5: King of Jacks
"Men are like a deck of cards. You'll find the occasional king, but most are jacks."
-Laura Swenson
It was a cold, rainy day in November, exactly three months after Lily had taken the potion (Let the fun begin!). She was in bed on her back and lay awake. James was too.
All of a sudden, Lily jumped out of bed and ran for the bathroom. James followed her only wearing the boxers he slept in. They had practiced this procedure before.
"Seriously Lils. We've practiced your morning sickness for three weeks already. I know the drill. We even practice when you are barfing in the middle of the day (the side effects remember?). "
Lily hovered over the toilet as James held back her tangled hair. She began to vomit.
"Holy shit! I didn't know you were actually barfing." James jumped away from Lily as she continued to vomit, her hair falling into a sheet around her face. When she was done, she glared venom at James.
"Why'd you let go?" she asked. "I almost got vomit all over my hair."
"I freaked out!" he exclaimed. "Usually, you just barf, and then you're done. You took forever!"
Lily sighed. Trust James to be immature. She went downstairs for breakfast followed by James.
The spacious kitchen was white and silver. Many stainless steel cabinets and cabinet doors lined the wall. A huge chrome fridge sat next to a row of white marble countertops which sat on more chrome cabinets. In the center of the room was an island of chrome countertop. A huge stove on top of an oven stood opposite of the refrigerator. An unused dishwasher was next to a food dispenser. In one corner was a garbage can. White walls matched the white tiling of the floor. Round white lights clung to the kitchen walls. Plants in silver attachments to the wall overflowed from the makeshift vases they were in. Tiny pink, white, and yellow flowers were dots among the green mass of leaves. The ceiling of the kitchen was just like the Great Hall at Hogwarts from which the idea was inspired. The ceiling showed what the outside sky appeared to be.
"Make me breakfast," ordered Lily as she made it to the kitchen. It was of course, a Sunday morning. Lily usually made the meals everyday, but today, she didn't feel like it. No one else was awake, so naturally, the order was directed toward James.
"No."
"Please?"
"No."
"Fine," Lily relented. Over the years, she had found that trying to make the former Gryffindor Seeker listen to her was next to impossible. The only way to get to him was if Lily cried. That was how anyone knew he even had a conscience.
"What do you want for breakfast?" she asked.
"French Toast with powdered sugar, syrup, pears, bananas, and whipped cream. I want over easy eggs and bacon on the side."
"Coming right up."
Lily made a batter of dip. She dipped bread into it until it was completely covered with the mixture. Slice after slice of bread she put on the pan and cooked until stacks for five armies stacked on wide ceramic plates were twenty centimeters tall ( I'm American, but I'm using the metric system because every country except America uses it including Britain. It is more authentic that way). She gingerly placed the dirty pan in the empty sink for whoever's turn it was to wash. Lily cooked, so it was only fair someone else did the dishes. Sometimes, she got stuck doing it anyway.
"Why don't you get dressed?" asked Lily. James was still only in his boxers.
"What about you?" he interrogated. Lily was in her long purple and cloud covered pajama pants. Her tank top was a silk one to match. "Aren't you cold?
"I'm decent. I have a shirt on, and my undergarment isn't showing."
James rolled his eyes and went upstairs, but not before pulling Lily's pants down and shouting, "Yeah it is!"
As James changed upstairs, Lily took out another pan and cooked two over easy eggs for James. Hot oil flecked at her skin, making her wince. It wasn't that she wasn't used to having sizzling oil hit her, it was that it still hurt, and the contrast to the coldness of her skin made it worse.
"I should have listened to James and changed," she thought. A loud sneeze came from her as she faced the opposite direction from the cooking food. The fiery haired woman scooped the eggs onto a plate when a fuzzy shawl was draped across her shoulders. She turned around to see James.
"I thought that you might be cold, so I brought you it. I don't want the only cook in the house getting sick. We'd starve."
"Your eggs are ready," she whispered to his chest. He was taller than her. James was a little too close to her for her to speak loudly. He had that effect on her. Handing the plate over to him so that he could start, Lily turned back to her cooking. James single handedly took the eggs to the huge glass dining table in the dining room to eat. In his other hand was a book which he started to read as he plopped down in an elegant cushioned chrome seat that matched the silver-colored table. The table had seats for five. In the center was a chinese blue and white porcelain vase filled with beautiful yellow roses. Windows facing the north and east let 8:00 sunlight drift in. If one looked up, they would see an enchanted ceiling that showed outer space. Plants also hung from the violet walls, mirroring the ones that hung in the kitchen. Paintings by James hung on the walls. Tall lavender floor lamps stood dormant, waiting for the night to come.
In the kitchen adjacent to the dining room, Lily was calming herself.
"Two sunny side up eggs for Bella, two scrambled eggs for Sirius, and two boiled eggs for Remus," Lily muttered to herself. She knew everyone well enough to know what kind of eggs they wanted. The matter was if the were in the mood for it.
Each pair of eggs went on different blue-rimmed glass plates. She fried two packages of bacon until they were crispy and placed them on another wide colorful ceramic plate. Teetering two or three plates at a time, Lily made two trips to the dining room where she placed the plates of food in their respective places on the huge round table. Each covered plate of eggs were in the spot where it was in front of their owner's assigned seat. The covers were on to keep the food hot for when the late wakers woke up to eat.
"Can I have coffee?" asked James not looking up from the leather bound book he was reading.
"No. That will tempt me to have some which will be bad for the baby. James, it has been three months. I'm pregnant now."
"I'll have milk then."
Lily growled. James had ignored what she said again. At this point she was used to the messy haired young man's churlishness, but it still perturbed her. (hehe, I used two vocabulary words!) He could be nice sometimes, but mean, spoiled, and wanton at others. Sometimes she hated him, others she loved him. No matter what, she could always relate to him. They shared a pain, but right now, the thought was jostled aside by other thoughts of James Potter.
She poured five large glasses of milk into tall blue translucent glasses. She carried two at a time to the table. By the time she was done with breakfast, she was tired. She sat down next to James,who didn't even care, in the seat allotted to her. His plate was devoid of the eggs she had cooked him and only a few yoke remnants lingered behind.
"How many bacon slices may I have?" he inquired.
"I cooked two packages which had twenty-five of them in each. There are five people. You do the math."
James amassed ten slices of bacon from the pile on the plate. He ate it without taking his eyes off of the book pages.
Lily ignored him, took ten bacon slices for herself and began to eat her own over easy eggs. By the times she was finished with her plate, James was eating french toast. He grabbed a plate out of five, added all the desired toppings and began to eat. She mirrored his actions. They liked to eat the same things.
When the two had finished, the others were just coming in.
"I don't know what's wrong with Sirius, but he's barfing," stated Remus.
Sirius came in looking horrible.
"Looks like you have morning sickness like Lily," laughed James.
Lily glared at him.
"What did you do to the remainder of the Pregnancy Potion anyway? You couldn't have drunken the whole thing, especially since it came from James," added Bella.
"I poured it down the drain," replied Lily.
Sirius visible paled. "Please tell me that wasn't the day we went shopping a week before going to the beach."
"It was..." trailed Lily.
"Shit..."
"Don't tell me you drank some of it," sighed Bella.
Sirius just nodded.
"You idiot! How do you drink something that went down the drain?" yelled Bella.
"Well, I got thirsty after yelling at James and Lily to get up. I didn't feel like getting a new cup and pouring soda, so I looked in the sink. There was some foggy white stuff in a cup, so I just drank it!"
"You lazy idiot!" screamed Bella. "Now you're a pregnant man!"
"And you didn't have side effects because the potion was diluted with water. I didn't spill all of the potion out, I guess," added Lily. "The child might come out deformed!"
"James, you're going to be the father of two!" yelled a flustered Lily at James who had disregarded the whole conversation. "Why can't you care? Two of your best friends are going to have your babies and you'r-"
She had stopped because she had finally realized what James was reading.
"Get the hell off my diary, King of jacks asses!" Lily's face was red.
"I didn't know you thought I had a nice face. Or ass for that matter," James smoothly replied.
Lily looked as if she might cry, but instead, threw the shawl around her shoulders to the floor and ran away from the dining room screaming," I hate you James Potter!" Her long red hair flew out behind her as she ran out in the rain.
"Go chase after her!" yelled the trio at James. He realized his bantering had gone too far. He thrust the diary into Bella's hands since she would never read it like he did, and ran out the door without taking time to put on a jacket, but with an umbrella. He saw a glimpse of red and chased her after it with his umbrella open. The rain had made everything wet, muddy, slippery, and extremely cold. Leaving his country home behind him, James fled after the small, but growing figure of Lily. He caught up with the drenched woman.
Her hair lay in limp tangles around her face. Her purple clothes clung to her shivering body. Rain harshly and full of power beat down on her now frail body.
"Come on Lily. You're going to catch a cold," coaxed James.
"Will you give me the umbrella?" asked Lily.
"No. There's only room for one underneath."
That was it. "You selfish bastard! I just wanted to see if you even gave a damn about me. I guess not!" yelled Lily. Her red hair fell in mangled waves down to her waist.
"I apologize. Now come on. You're going to be sick. Follow me home!"
"No! You have no respect for anyone!"
"I don't want to have the guilt of knowing I'm responsible of the deaths of two innocent lives," responded James calmly.
"There you go again in that calm, I-don't-give-a-damn look. You have a conscience? You actually heard me say I was pregnant? Surprisin-"
For the second time that morning, Lily stopped what she was saying. Her body swayed from right to left, giving James time to catch her when she fell. James felt Lily's forehead. It was hot. In one fluid motion, James picked her up with one arm supporting her mid back and the other under her legs. Her head lay on his chest as James ran for their home, Lily's pale, bare feet rigid. Lily was out with a fever.
A. N. - What do you guys think? My friend Mr. Livestock decided to bother me, and he asked me to write this chapter, so here it is. I hope it's long. Please review! If I get 55 reviews total, I'll update on the spot. Otherwise, it's next Saturday. And to Murder Inc. who reviewed for the third chapter, Sirius did drink the potion! All of you, including Mr. Livestock, better review!
~*Aquarius*~