The next morning dawned bright and early in Godric's Hollow. The hill where the Potter's house sat faced east, giving it the morning sun. James thought this good, and bad. Great for Lily, but horrible for Harry.
"Wake up boys," Lily's voice rang, not giving James a moment to try waking up on his own. "Harry might eat all the food if you don't!"
James turned over to face an empty bed. Lily was always the early riser. Always. They didn't find a need for an alarm clock in the room, well, unless you counted Lily for that job. James swung his legs over the side of the bed and stood only to be greeted by the full length mirror.
"Your hair," the young voice moaned. "It's a mess."
"It always is," James replied shortly, stifling a yawn.
Getting dressed quickly, pulling on a pair of black slacks and a tight black tee-shirt, James made his way downstairs. Hair still in mad disarray, not even fully awake, James didn't notice the visitors to his table.
"I could have kissed you and he not notice," a voice was saying to Lily as James passed.
"Better not try it though," Lily smiled. "I slap harder then he does."
"I know you do," the boy moaned, rubbing his cheek.
Laughter erupted from Lily and Remus, who was looking much better after a good night's rest. It was like those lazy summers only a few years ago, Lily reflected as she looked at the faces around the table. Lily missed those summers terribly but wouldn't give up the life she had now for them. She was happily married with a wonderful little boy, she couldn't ask for more.
"James, are we awake yet," Lily asked, coming around to him.
"Awake as I'll ever be," was the reply with a yawn.
"Why do I doubt that?"
Lily didn't waste time with speaking anymore. Her lips found those of her husband's in a sweet good morning kiss. She was about to pull away until James did fully wake up. James pulled Lily onto his lap, only breaking the kiss momentarily while she laughed. Not long later, their lips met again, this kiss turning over and over as they sat there.
"You'd think they haven't seen each other in months," one chuckled.
"It's only been an hour," Remus replied softly.
"Even worse."
"I heard that."
Both boys looked up to see the blue eyes of James Potter glaring at both Remus and Sirius. The stern look couldn't be held long before James cracked a smile.
"You're up early Pads," James smiled.
"You and Lils have made me sick already too," Sirius winked.
"You know better then to come to breakfast," Lily smiled, pulling herself out of James' lap. "You say that every time you come over."
"It's because you do make me sick every time I come over," Sirius pouted.
"That's your own fault Pa-" James was cut off from the sounds in the living room.
"James, James Potter, are you home?!"
Looks exchanged between the four at the table before James' eyes matched Lily's. A look of small discomfort came over her, but otherwise, her green eyes showed their approval.
"Go," she whispered. "I'll save you some. Promise."
James nodded and stood. Leaning over the chair, he kissed Lily again, in front of his friends, before leaving her in the boy's company. Lily sank into James' seat slowly before looking at Remus and Sirius, each holding their own looks of question. Lily just shrugged. She didn't know what it was about.
"I'm sure it's nothing," Sirius spoke first, taking one of Lily's hands in his.
"Positive," Remus chimed in, taking Lily's other hand.
