"Lily, Sirius has a point-"
"And last night, you were so bent on using Sirius you yelled at the headmaster!"
Times like these, James wished Lily wasn't a redhead. She had a temper to match the color of her hair. Vibrant, just as red and just like the fire in her green eyes this morning.
"Lils, just listen to me, please?"
"James Madison Potter, make up your damn mind before I make it up for you." Lily hated fighting with James, but the decision needed to be made. "I'll agree to who you decide, but you need to decide. I'm tired of dinner being interrupted because they think Voldemort is getting closer. I'm tired of it James, I want to be able to sit down to dinner and have my husband to be able to actually enjoy his dinner!"
"Lily-"
"I wanted only for our son to grow up normally, James. There's no way with Voldemort tailing us like this." Lily paused, deep breaths coming in and out to calm her frayed nerves. "I don't care who, but we need to choose someone. Be it Peter, Sirius or Remus, I don't care who. How about Lucius for all I care? Please, just do this for me, and quickly?"
Silence followed after the mention of Lucius Malfoy. Lily knew she touched a nerve in James, but it illustrated the urgency for him to take charge of the small family and to make the decision. Lily had touched a tender nerve she realized when James turned and started walking from her.
"Where are you going," Lily called to James, not wanting him to leave. Not again like times before.
James stopped at the parlor door, his hand ready to push it open to give him entrance to the sitting room. James turned slowly to face Lily, seeing how much her disposition had changed in those few seconds.
"You're thirteen weeks pregnant? Lily, today is August 15th?"
"Yes."
"I was gone the whole month of May. I was gone, in the field with Sirius and Remus all that month in the States. Remember? May 1 through June 14. You would have conceived around May 20, or so. It's not mine."
"Are you-?!"
"Just tell me what happened Lily!"
Lily looked up into James' blue eyes until hers tiered over. She was hoping it never came to this, and she had said no, tried calling for help, but no one heard, or if they did, no one came. Then she wasn't responsible, was she?
Lily opened her mouth to speak when a sharp pain started in her abdomen. Leaning on the table for support, one hand secure on her stomach, Lily's eyes clamped shut in the pain. James had to hurry to catch Lily before she fell, setting her on the chair.
"Lily?"
"I need to see Poppy," Lily breathed. "Now."
