Chapter 19
Baby Harry
Lily slumped back into her bed as she felt her baby come out of her body. She was done. The pain was gone. No more pain.
James watched the doctors as they cleaned the squalling baby and leaned over his wife and kissed her sweaty forehead. "Thank you Lily," he whispered lightly with tears threatening to spill. "I love you." He smiled as he moved some of her damp tendrils of hair off of her forehead.
"I love you too," Lily smiled weakly. Her body still hurt. Big time. Especially since she hadn't wanted any spells to dull the pain, having heard that they could sometimes effect the baby.
Lily saw one of the doctors walking towards them with a blue bundle that she knew held her beautiful son. "Someone will be back in five minutes to get him, okay?" the doctor smiled before leaving the room so that the new family could get to know each other.
Lily cradled the baby in her arms and just gazed at the sleeping beauty. "Welcome into the world, Harry Potter," she whispered as one of Harry's small, pudgy hands locked onto one of her fingers, and she leaned down to kiss him on his slightly pink forehead. Lily looked up and noticed James looking at his son as if he would disappear in minutes. "Do you want to hold him," she asked as she lifted Harry away from her body and offered the bundle that they had created out of love.
James silently nodded his head and took Harry into his arms. "Hi, Harry. I'm your Father. I'm the one whose going to teach you how to play Quidditch, how to make girls chase after you, how to play pranks, and how to get on Mommy's nerves. And I'll love you forever and ever." He whispered quietly, as to not wake up his sleeping child. James sat on the edge of Lily's bed, and leaned against the pillows so that they could both look at him. "Thank you so much Lily. He's ours." James said as he gave her a fleeting kiss on the mouth.
"Yes, he is ours. And already has your hair," Lily smiled. And it was true. Harry had James' thick, black hair. And it'd probably end up just as un-tamed as the rest of the Potter males hair.
"Well then, it looks like I'm going to have to teach him how to tame it then!" he smiled as he gazed down at his son.
"James you can't even tame your own hair!" Lily laughed as she weakly rubbed her husbands back.
James looked at her with a grin and said, "Doesn't mean that one can't try." Lily shook her head at this and looked over at the door to see who just came in.
"If you'd like to come with me Mr. Potter we can put your baby in a bed," the doctor smiled at the new family.
James nodded and got off the bed after Lily quickly gave Harry a kiss and went off to show the people who meant something his child.
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Three days later, Lily and Harry came home for the first time since Harry's been home. Lily smiled as she walked through the front hall. She had missed being home while she was laying in those hard un-comfortable hospital beds. You'd think that they would be able to perform one simple softening charm, but no.
James was at work at the moment, and wouldn't be home for another hour and a half, so nobody was home as she walked the halls of their home. "Do you want me to just pile this stuff in your room Lily?" Tiffany asked as she followed her daughter-in-law and grandson to the nursery.
"No, that's okay, some of it goes in here, so you can just put it down outside the hall and I'll go through it later," she said as she laid Harry inside of his crib.
"This looks beautiful Lily!" Tiffany exclaimed as she looked at the finished version of Harry's room. The walls were painted to look as if Harry was surrounded by the gentle waves of the ocean, and the ceiling looked like a bright day with big white puffy clouds, and all of the furniture was made out of a light wood so that it made the room look brighter.
"Thank you. But James had to finish it up while I was in the hospital, so not all of this is my work," she smiled as she begun to walk out into the hall. "Can you stay in here while I go through the things that I brought back?" Lily asked as she stopped in front of Tiffany.
Tiffany nodded, and Lily smiled her thanks before walking out into the hallway.
"Hey, Kay," Lily greeted, smiling at the waddling woman.
"Hello. How's my God son doing?" she asked as she stopped and started to rub her large stomach. She was eight months pregnant, and she hated it. It felt like she always had this . . . pressure on her bladder, and it was driving her crazy! And her morning sickness didn't vanish either. It stayed with her.
"He's sleeping for the moment, and will probably be up in about an hour for another feeding. How're you feeling today?" she asked as she shifted a little so that one of the bags could slide into Harry's room.
"I'm doing okay. I felt sick this morning, but I'm feeling better now, and I'm slowly going insane with all of this limited capability crap. I can't even sit up without levering myself out of the stupid chair!" she vented as she followed Lily to her room.
"I know how you feel. Believe me, I know how you feel," Lily laughed and put her suitcase on her bed so that she could unpack.
"Does it hurt?" Kayla asked as she sat down in one of the chairs. No matter how hard it is to get back up, she couldn't stand being on her feet that long.
Lily looked at Kayla from her closet. "Do you want the truth, or do you want reassurance?" she asked as she put her dirty clothes in the hamper.
"I want the truth. . . I think."
"I hurts. A lot. I'd say that the crucio has nothing on the pain giving birth causes," she said in all truth. "Or at least that's how it felt to me," she shrugged and came back into the main room and stuffed her suitcase under the bed with the others.
"Oh," was all Kayla said before she dazed off into her own little world.
Lily smiled knowing that she was thinking about the pain, and left her to her thinking. She also knew that she'd probably end up going home in a few minutes to wait for her husband, seeing as he gets off in about 10 minutes. Just as she was about to open the nursery door, two arms wrapped around her newly healed and almost back to normal stomach. "Hey, baby. I thought that you'd be home at 5," Lily said as she leaned back into James' chest and looked into his sparkling blue eyes.
"I finished early, and decided that I wanted to spend some time with my family," he smiled as he kissed her neck.
"Oh, I see. Well, you're going to have to share for a little bit. Kayla and your Mother is here."
"I guess that I can wait then," he smiled jokingly.
Lily laughed and opened the door to Harry's room. Tiffany was sitting in the rocking chair looking at her grandson through the bars of his crib.
"Oh! James, honey, you're home! Well, I guess that I'll be going back home now, so you take care of your family, got that?" she smiled at her son before giving him a peck on the cheek and then embracing Lily and said a quick goodbye.
"Looks like it's just us now," James smiled as he bent over the crib's side and looked at his son sleeping so peacefully.
"So it does," Lily smiled.
"Come here you," he instructed as he opened his arms. Lily smiled and walked into his arms gladly. She had missed being able to be this close to him. And she honestly couldn't wait until she could be even closer.
James's arms closed around her body, and he begun to sway to music that only he could hear. Lily smiled as she tilted his head down and kissed him. They hadn't been able to get many of those in since Harry was born she thought as she felt his tongue glide across her teeth, and then dip into her mouth to play with her tongue.
Lily moaned and wrapped her arms around his neck to bring him closer, and was about to lean into his wonderfully hard body when a baby's cry filled the room.
Lily and James broke the kiss with a sigh and walked over to the crib together.
"Come on, baby boy," Lily laughed as she looked into the green eyes that matched hers so perfectly. "You're hungry, aren't you sweetheart," she asked as she picked him up and walked over to the rocking chair that faced the window so that you could see the ocean rising and falling along the horizon.
Lily pulled off her shirt, took her bra off, and guided Harry's mouth to one of her nipples. She still hasn't gotten used to having a tiny mouth suck on her. But it was a different sensation from when James did it.
"Do you have to do that when I'm in the room," James groaned as he looked at his wife's full and heavy breasts. At the moment, he actually envied his son. Hell, he was jealous of his son, knowing that it'd be at least a month until he could do anything like that.
"Well sorry," Lily laughed. "But you can leave the room you know."
"But I don't wanna," he whined, causing Lily to roll her eyes at him. "You can be so mature at times James Potter. You're what, 19 and you still whine?" she asked with laughing eyes.
"So what? You don't want me to grow up, and you know it!" he laughed back. Lily shook her head at her husband and kissed Harry's forehead to keep him from falling asleep.
James looked at his wife's revealed breasts wistfully before finding something to do in the room that could take his attention away from his feeding son, and what he was feeding on.
'This is going to be a long couple of months,' he predicted as he shifted things around on the changing tables.
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Authors Note:
I'm so sorry that it took me so long to get this out, but I have like seven different versions of this chapter, and I couldn't decide which one I wanted.
I know that this is short, but I didn't know what else to write, so yea…sorry!
Well, I hope that you liked. And Baby Harry is in the world now!! Yay!
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Mistress del Mare