A/N: Well, hello. Time for a new chapter, I dare say. I'm trying to think in advance of stuff...so if I take long, sorry. Also, some games and
friends have been kinda distracting me. *glares at them* Anyway...so read, and review!
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or anything related. The brilliant mind of J. K. Rowling does, so don't sue me. But I do own anything you
don't recognize.
Chapter 3: Happy Birthday, Little One
July 31...
James stood in the waiting room, pacing around and looking very nervous. There wasn't anyone else in that particular room as it was still early and seemingly unoccupied. He looked as though he had been up for hours, and not gotten much rest that night. He was wearing black sweat pants with a bright green pyjama shirt. His robes were thrown on sloppily, and his black hair was uncombed and disheveled.
Suddenly, three other young men burst through the door and ran up towards James. Each of the men looked unsettled and concerned, but
still organized. They were all of James' best friends, and came as soon as Lily had gone into labor.
"Is she okay?" asked Sirius, who looked anxious and slightly tired. His wrinkled black robes gave the hint that he had gotten up very quickly
to come to the hospital.
"She's fine, Padfoot, and she's still in labor. But, God, I'm nervous!" James explained as he looked at his three friends. "Thanks so much,
you guys, for coming at such short notice. I really need you here. I'm going out of my mind."
"Hey, what are friends for?" asked Remus in a fun way. "We're not just here for you to look at, you know!" Everyone grinned, and James
even managed to laugh, which he hadn't done in a few hours. "How long have you been here, anyway?"
"Oh, about an hour and a half." James looked up over the doorway, towards a sign that read 'St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and
Injuries'. "This is it guys," he said, "I'm really gonna be a father."
Peter smiled and put a comforting hand on James' shoulder. "And I'm sure you'll be a good one," he said. "Now, I guess we should all sit
and just wait. I've heard that women can take a long time for this sort of thing.."
The men sat in the waiting room, and although they were all nervous, they relaxed a bit and played a few games. During that time, a few
other men had come in, but were quickly called out by nurses. After six hours or so, and dozing off for a few minutes each, a nurse walked in.
"James Potter," she began, "your wife has given birth to a healthy baby boy."
Remus let out a shout of joy, while Sirius embraced James as a brother might do. Peter jumped up and down and looked very excited.
"I'm a father! I have a son!" James cried out, startling the nurse who looked used to quiet.
"You can come back and see her now, all of you. But don't disturb her too much, she will need her rest very soon." The nurse then led the
men through the doors and back into the corridors of the hospital. They came to the third room on the right, marked 731 and turned to walk in.
"Hey there, Lils," whispered James, as he walked in. He saw Lily lying on the bed, holding a bundle in her arms. She looked very fatigued and red in the face, but smiled up at her husband when he sat down next to her on the bed.
"Look, James, it's our son. Harry James Potter." The little boy who was wrapped in the bundle of blankets was asleep. He was bald, with just a few strands of the same black hair as his father. His eyes opened a bit when Lily shifted her arms, and they could see his eyes were the same emerald green as Lily's. His face was a bright red, but he managed to look very peaceful while he slept in his mother's arms.
"He's gonna be one ladies' man when he gets older. He'll be just like his old dad, Prongs." Remus smiled warmly and looked at Lily, looking radiant.
Peter looked overjoyed and elated while he looked at the new parents. "Congratulations you two, I wish you luck. Raise him to be good...but not too good!" He laughed and his eyes flickered mischievously, but he turned away. "It's kind of late, don't you think? I'm gonna head back. Are you coming, James? Or are you staying the night?"
"I think I'll head back with you guys," he turned to Lily, "is that all right?"
"Yes, dear, of course. Considering I'm probably going to be asleep for a while after this." Lily smiled back at him, and looked at Sirius, Remus, and Peter. "Thanks for coming to see me. It means a lot."
"Never would have missed this for the world. Especially since I'm going to be his godfather and all!" laughed Sirius. "But, no, congratulations, and I hope you come home soon." He turned and began to walk out of the room, beckoning for Remus and Peter to follow him.
"Right, bye Lily! Congratulations!" Remus walked out after Sirius, and Peter followed with a nod in the couples' direction.
James leaned over his wife, who was still laying on the bed. "Good night, Lily, I'll see you tomorrow. I love you so much." He then kissed her and looked down at Harry. "Goodnight and happy birthday, little one." He kissed him on the cheek and got up, followed the boys out, and they apparated to their homes.
