Disclaimer: I own nada-it all belongs to J. K. Rowling. All I own is the plot, and the plot isn't even 100% original. Author's Note: Here's the second chapter! And thank you for all the people who reviewed already-ya'll make me smile! And tell me what you think about this chapter.this is my first story, so CONTRUCTIVE criticism is welcome! Also, I changed the name from My Demon Baby to My Demon Child, but I'm too lazy to reupload the first chapter just so one word can be changed. If it bothers you a lot though, jus say the words and I'll change it. Oh, can someone tell me how to do italics and bolds? Thanks! Okay, after this I'll stop ranting.this is going to definitely be an L/J fic, Wo Ai Ni16!

My Demon Child

Chapter Two: Diggory and Potter

Amos Diggory was alone in his bedroom. It's been two days since Lily returned home. If he were the same man he was two years ago, he'd be at St. Mungo's with Lily, who was getting checked over to make sure she was healthy and fine before she was questioned at the Ministry. When Lily returned, everyone rejoiced of course. But it was weird. She was so.normal.
But right now, Amos was sitting on his bed, not knowing what to do. He put his hand through his hair and sighed.
What did he get himself into?
For two years, he thought she was dead! How was he supposed to know all this time she was alive?
For a year, Amos mourned heavily. He loved her; that was true. It was a horrible feeling, knowing that a part of you was gone forever. He would just spend the days sitting there, staring off into space, missing his Lily.then a year passed, and his mourning had stopped.
Of course, it this were under normal circumstances, Amos would be ready to fall back in love with her. But, if Amos did let himself love her again, what would he tell her?
Amos met a woman in Diagon Alley. They had bumped into each other, and he had accidentally ripped the pages out of her books. He bought her new books, and they got to know each other better. He fell in love with her, and they were starting to get very serious. But, now Lily was back. ***
The doctor looked through the window at St. Mungo's towards Lily Evans's room. He and the other nurses, ordered by Cornelius Fudge, were taking check ups and all kinds of checks on this extraordinary girl. On the side of the window that they were on, there were many screens, x-ray pictures, visuals showing the systems of her body, and magical tabs keeping track of Lily's emotional side. Right now, she was sleeping.
It was the team's first test on Miss Evans. The previous days she had just been placed in the hospital, and only her general information was gathered. Today, they were giving her a check up.
One of the nurses handed the doctor a clip board containing the information of Lily Evans. He scanned over it.
Name, Lily Marie Evans.Hair color, red.eye color, green.height, 5'6''.weight, 121.birthdate, November 9, 1957.
"This is uncanny," the doctor said out loud.
One of the nurses gave him a stern look and snapped back, "Don't you think we would know? Heaven, if I were with You-Know-Who for that long I would have killed myself if he didn't kill me first."
"But you know," started another nurse offhandedly. "That girl is really weird. It says she's twenty there, but she's always saying that she's twenty-six."
"Poor girl," added the first nurse. "You-Know-Who must have tortured her one too many times. I bet right now she's a mental case and feels like all these walls are building up inside her head." *** I'm free!
Lily was resting on a bed surrounded by curtains in St. Mungo's with wires attached over various parts of her body. She was under many tests to make sure she was fine and she wasn't harmed. Although she said again and again that she was under perfect conditions with Voldemort and though it was hard to believe, she was perfectly fine. She was just happy that she was able to sit back in the normal world and would be able to live again. She would be able to do normal things like shop. She missed shopping. She didn't have to live everyday dreading of pregnancy or that it was time to meet up with Voldemort again. Now, instead, she could meet up with Amos.
But he hadn't visited her. She assumed that he was busy or visitors weren't allowed, but she continued to question about why he wasn't there with her.
The curtains opened, and a plump nurse with thick brown curls appeared with a clipboard.
"So far, so good Lily," she smiled. "Professor Dumbledore's here to see you. But afterwards, we're resuming tests."
"Okay," Lily said weakly. The nurse left and in came Dumbledore. He looked the same-long white beard, hooked nose, half moon spectacles, and the warm welcome twinkle in his blue eyes.
"How are you Lily?" he smiled.
"I feel wonderful," Lily answered truthfully. "I just wish that Amos was here. Do you know where he is?'
"Hmm.he's called in sick the past two days."
"Oh no! Is he ill?"
"I don't think it's anything serious Lily," Dumbledore reassured her. "Just relax. Everything will be okay and everything will resume to the way how things were before."
Lily nodded and sank into her giant pillows.
"Well," he started. "I'm just here to talk about your upcoming schedule. The nurse has talked to me, and so far you seem healthy. They're now checking to see if you're physically injured in anyway. Next week, ministry members and I will be here again to question you on what happened while you were kidnapped. Then, after that, you'll be transported to a home. You won't be living by yourself. Most likely, you'll move in with a Ministry member or an auror temporarily."
"Oh, can I be with Amos? I miss him so much!" she pleaded.
"We shall see, we shall see," Dumbledore said. But this answer didn't satisfy Lily. "We'll station you back to your normal routine as before within a year. If you wish to continue in your work of being an auror, we'll have to briefly retrain you."
"Understandable," Lily shrugged. "But I really miss Amos. Is there anyway you can talk to him? Tell him I want him to visit me?"
"Of course," Dumbledore sighed. "Now, I am sorry. But I must go now; there are other meetings to attend to. I will talk to you later, Lily. It is wonderful to have you back."
Lily smiled, and he left. ***
"WHERE IS SHE?" Voldemort snarled at the death eaters, Snape was one of them. "WHO WAS GUARDING HER?"
Snape boldly raised up his hand.
Voldemort spat at him and pointed his wand at him.
"Crucio!"
Snape wailed out in pain. He fell on his knees and cried out in agony, clutching onto anything, trying to make the pain stop. After about a minute, the curse was taken off and he was left there panting for breath.
"WHERE IS LILY?" Voldemort hissed at him. "HOW DID YOU LET HER ESCAPE?"
"My lord, my lord," Snape said gasping. "Have mercy-I do not know! My lord, I was guarding and I was given a glass of water. But when I drank it, I fell asleep, and when I woke up I was summoned here to this meeting!"
"YOU FOOL! How could you fall asleep? You FOOL! Crucio!"
Snape fell onto the floor screaming again. He felt like dying with white hot knives piercing his skin.
It stopped again.
"My lord! My lord! Have mercy, please! I think I was given a sleeping potion.a traitor among our midst," he managed to lie between pants.
Voldemort pondered on this.
"Very well, you are all dismissed for now."
And with that, Voldemort left. Mentally, he was convinced that Lily had been pregnant with his child countless times but killed all of them. He had it. He was through. He was sick of the mudblood.
I am not trying with her anymore.wretched girl.it'll be easier to just kill her. ***
Reluctantly, Amos walked towards Lily. She was propped up with pillows and was reading a book, as usual. She had on thick black spectacles for reading, her hair covering her shoulders, her features sad. Amos thought she looked beautiful, but he also thought someone else looked beautiful.he decided to not tell Lily about the other woman just now.
Lily saw Amos enter the room, and her face lit up.
"Amos!" she exclaimed and dropped her book on the floor. Amos forced a smile and sat next to her bed and stroked he cheek. They embraced, and Lily pecked him on the cheek.
"Are you okay, honey?" he asked. "It's great to see you."
"I feel wonderful now that you're here. How come you haven't visited me?" she questioned.
"Oh, you know, work and all," he said slowly.
"But Dumbledore said you called in sick the last two days," Lily cut in, eyebrows raised.
"Oh, uh.it's flu season, you know," he lied, scratching the back of his neck. "But enough about me. What about you? What have you been doing?"
Lily shrugged. "Eating, bathroom, reading, that's about it. Dumbledore and you have been on my only visitors. I'm not sure why though."
"Well, strictly speaking, only some people know you're alive. Dumbledore, high ministry members, Snape, Potter, and myself, I think, are the only ones who know you're alive. If word gets out to the whole world that you escaped You-Know-Who, You-Know-Who might try to come back to kill you. Also, the press would be crowding around your lovely face," he explained.
"I see," Lily sighed. "Well, it would be nice to have more visitors. So.what have you been doing while.I was gone?"
Amos paused. What was he supposed to say? Oh Lily, I met and fell in love with another woman! You should really meet her!
"Mourning, mostly," he said quietly.
Lily nodded and hugged him again and whispered, "Don't worry, I won't leave again."
After about a ten minute pause, Lily shifted uneasily. Although she thought that they were still in love, this next question would be hard to ask. If they were in love though, why would it be hard? Lily took a deep breath and asked.
"Amos, are we still-engaged?"
Amos stared at her. What in the world was he supposed to say now?
"I love you Lily," he said calmly. "But maybe, right now isn't the best time. Maybe we should talk about it after you've recovered-"
"But I am recovered!" she exclaimed, sitting even more straighter in bed. "It's just that these ministry people won't believe me when I say that I'm fine and-"
"When you're stable again," Amos said, taking another approach. However, these weren't the best words to say.
"Stable?" Lily echoed. "What do you mean stable? I am sane! I know it sounds really hard to believe, but Voldemort didn't exactly starve me or anything; I was taken care of back in that hellhole!"
"I don't think it's likely that the most evil wizard would give generous hospitality to a muggle-born," Amos said, regretting every word. "I'm sorry-"
"That's what I thought too," Lily said, more cross than ever. "But didn't anyone tell you? Dumbledore? Snape? Didn't anyone explain to you why Voldemort would take care of me?"
Amos took a good look at Lily. She was different. She did look healthy, but he couldn't help himself of being doubtful and for what he felt about the other woman. He also noticed now that Lily said Voldemort, not You-Know-Who anymore.
He was scared though, and said, "Okay, Lily, let's get married."
"Are you sure?" Lily snapped. "Are you sure you want to spend the rest of your life with a woman who is supposedly unstable?"
"You know I didn't mean that," Amos said softly.
They both remained quiet for a while; both were uncomfortable.
Lily's features softened with love and whispered, "Let's get married then."
Amos nodded and kissed the top of her head. He left the room twenty minutes later, mentally kicking himself.
Oh great Amos.you're real smart you know, you're engaged to two women now. ***
James and Lily knew each other since their first train ride to Hogwarts. They had a strong relationship, and when Lily left him, they promised each other that one break up wouldn't sever that. They were still close, and that was why James Potter was walking towards Lily's room in St. Mungo's that day.
James was about to open the door to her room when it already opened- by Amos Diggory. He looked stressed and-annoyed?
"Hey Diggory," James greeted.
"Hi," he said gruffly and walked away. James stared at him in curiosity. He opened the door and found Lily there looking happy,
"Lily! What happened?" James asked and immediately sat by her side, but he was a little scared cause it looked like she was about to sing or something. And James knew that Lily wasn't the best singer in the world.
Lily looked up, her eyes brightened.
"I'm getting married!" she exclaimed. "For now there's no ring-but who cares? I'm getting married!"
James smiled and said, "Congratulations. You're getting married to Diggory?"
"It's Amos," Lily corrected. "And yes, it is to Amos. What are you doing here?"
"Just visiting," James explained.
"Aww, you're a nice guy," Lily grinned. She tossed her book on the floor and leaned back into her pillow. "So what's been happening in the life of the victorious James Potter?"
"Absolutely nothing," James laughed.
"What?" Lily asked shocked. "No job? House? Girlfriend? Wife? Kids-?"
"Well, you know I'm an auror. Broke up with girlfriend a while ago- so I have no wife or kids. But it's okay. I have the rest of my life," James grinned. "I am only twenty after all."
"What?" Lily shrieked. "You're twenty? But that's impossible because-I'm twenty-six, aren't I?"
James cocked an eyebrow up. "Twenty-six?"
"Maybe I miscalculated. With Voldemort, you kind of forget who you are," Lily said quickly. "So I'm only twenty?"
"Yes," James laughed. "You seriously thought you were twenty-six?"
"Oh shut up!" Lily cried, laughing too.
However, she stopped laughing. Her eyes widened, and she became pale. She put one hand over her stomach and another hand over her mouth. She looked horrible.
"Nurse!" she gasped.
The nurse rushed over and was surprised at her expression. She quickly helped her out of the bed towards a bathroom, but when she stood up, she threw up all over the floor.
"Oh no," Lily moaned.
"Lily?" James questioned. "Are-are you okay?"
"I thought I was," Lily said, collapsing on her bed. "I don't feel too good."
"Oh, Lily dear we're going to have to change your sheets. Here, just- can you stand up properly?" she asked.
Lily shook her head.
The nurse thought for a moment and conjured a wheel chair. She had Lily sit in it and looked towards James.
"You, sir-can you just stroll her around the grounds while we have her bed cleaned?"
"Of course," James said, and started to wheel Lily out of the hospital room.
They walked by other patient's rooms towards the front door. James planned to just stroll her outside so she could have some fresh air. It's been a long time since she's had that. ***
Later that night, the nurse was up looking over Lily's results. All seemed good, but the nurse became concerned after Lily threw up. She was even more worried because it was three, and Lily and that young man hadn't returned. They've been out for five hours!
The nurse was anxious.she had to tell Lily of her pregnancy soon. ***
James and Lily were sitting behind St. Mungo's on a bench, Lily covered in a blanket that James transfigured from a rock. They were laughing and recalling old times at Hogwarts and after they graduated.
"Remember that time when I accidentally dyed your hair purple?" James laughed.
"That was not funny! That was the worst bad hair day I ever had in my life!" Lily exclaimed, hands on hips.
"Sorry, sorry," James lied. Lily laughed, but James stopped. He just sat there and stared at her. It was unnerving and uncomfortable. Lily looked at his weirdly.
"What are you doing?" Lily asked.
James shook his head and answered, "Oh it's just, you know. I didn't think you'd still be like this. Like your normal self."
Lily breathed a sigh of relief. She had seen that look on him before, and it usually meant something else besides critical observations.
"Oh, okay. Well, you know, Voldemort kept me healthy. That's all."
James slowly nodded, although he didn't completely understand. He looked at his watch and almost jumped.
"Oh my goodness-we've got to get you back in! It's three!"
"Why? Is that a long time?" Lily asked absentmindedly.
"Do you think five hours is a long time?" James asked.
Lily shrugged and said coolly, "Oh, I suppose. Over the past two years I've learned to stop keeping track of everything."
"And that's why you thought you were twenty-six," James smirked.
"If you're just going to gloat on my mistakes, then wheel me in Mr. Potter, wheel me in the blasted hospital!" Lily snapped, though James could tell she wasn't mad.
James took hold of the wheel chair and wheeled her towards the anxious nurse.