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The story is narrowing down...when I wrote it I asked myself one question, what is the number one thing that comes between male friends, girls....so hence take that into consideration during the latter part of this chapter...

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Chapter thirteen: Reunion

Dumbledore kept his word, and within a week the Potters had received a portkey for Lily to visit her parents. The delivery came with a warning to be very caution, keep the visit as short as possible and return to Godric Hollow at the first sign of trouble. It was young Harry's first visit out of the house, and Lily felt an intense fear building in her stomach.

The added security was strict. A blood curse protected the Potters and Longbottoms and the transfiguration spell helped hide the house from prying eyes. To an untrained eye the two houses looked like a tall silver oaks. The only problem is no transfiguration spell was permanent and the spell would only last a year.

"James, are you ready?" Lily asked in a trembling voice.

She checked her bag to make sure she had plenty of diapers and formula.

"James," Lily yelled again. She was getting impatient and young Harry was starting to get irritable.

James appeared at the top of the stairs in a rush, "Sorry dear."

"Maybe we shouldn't go," Lily said suddenly

James rushed to her side, "don't be silly, everything is going to be fine." He slowly guided her over to the portkey and two locked eyes as they grabbed it and felt that familiar tug from somewhere behind their navel.

Lily opened her eyes and looked around her muggle childhood home. It looked just as she remembered it and the familiar smell of the air brought a lost smile to her face. "Lily dear, your finally here," said the older voice of her mother. Mrs. Evans embraced her youngest daughter into a swift embrace before settling her eyes on Harry.

"And this must be my little grandson," Mrs. Evans snatched the young child from his mother's arms.

His panicked green eyes searched the muggle, and filled with tears.

"There, there," she quickly bounced him up and down.

James was being greeted by Lily's father close by and she shot them a warm smile. Her eyes began to wander around the room. The pictures around the walls and on the coffee table seemed odd and motionless.

She saw pictures of Petunia's wedding, Petunia's honeymoon and a small fat baby. Lily noticed the absences of her and James from her parents photo gallery, and although it caused her a little jealous she knew wizard pictures didn't mesh well in a muggle house. Visitors unaware of the wizarding world might be freaked out by moving photographs.

"How is Petunia?" Lily forced out.

"Good," her mother said happily. "She had a baby just right before little Harry here was born, his name is Dudley."

"Dudley, that's a nice name," Lily lied. She bent down a stared at the picture of the chunky baby.

"Fat little bloke, just like his father," Lily muttered to herself.

"So, how long are you guys able to stay?" Mrs. Evans asked.

"Not long," Lily said quickly.

"Surely you can make time to stay for dinner, your sister is coming over," Mrs. Evans scolded.

Lily forced a smile, "I wish we could mother, but we can't." She gave her mother a disappointed look.

"I really would like to see Petunia, and what is his name again?"

"Vernon," Lily's mother answered.

"How is my baby girl?" Lily father gave her a gentle hug.

"Hello dad," Lily replied.

"And this must be my newest grandson," Mr. Evans said as Harry caught his attention.

Harry's bright green eyes searched his grandfather's warm face, he knelt down towards the infant and let him grab his nose.

"So you guys can't stay for dinner?" Mr. Evans said as he regained his composure.

"I'm sorry dad, but this is going to be a short visit," Lily explained.

She wanted to run into her father's arms, to explain everything that was going on. She wanted to tell him about the prophecy, about how the darkest wizard of all time was after her precious baby. But, she couldn't.

Lily's father's bright green eyes sparkled and he lifted his hand to hush her mother's protest, "well, perhaps another time."

"I promise, next time we'll stay longer," Lily promised.

"Well, at least stay for a spot of tea," Lily's mother said with a sharp tone.

James gave Lily a confused look. "English muggles love their tea," she said playfully into his ear.

"We need to get going, Dumbledore told us not to stay long," James reminded her. She knew James was right, but it had been such a long time since she had seen her parents. Sometimes she felt like they weren't even her parents anymore, and from the looks of their house Petunia was their only daughter.

"Just one cup," Lily urged.

James gave a quite sigh, "a quick cup."

Mrs. Evans appeared at the kitchen bar with a full English tea set. She poured four warm cups and asked James how he took his tea. James gave Lily a worried look.

"Just fix it the same way I fix mine," Lily told her mother.

James watched carefully as each of Lily's parents lifted their cups to their mouths and sipped the tea. He followed suit, and tried to hide his soured expression as he chocked down his first mouthful.

"Vernon and Petunia should be here any minuet, surely you can wait," Mrs. Evans said. Mr. Evans gave his wife a warning glare, and shook his head.

"I'm sorry mum, but we really need to get going," Lily explained.

Mrs. Evans placed her cup down loudly, "I just don't understand, you become a witch and now your too good to visit your own parents."

"Mum, you know it isn't like that," Lily said as she felt her anger rising into her face.

"Whatever, I'm just sorry we're not good enough for you anymore," Mrs. Evans began to cry and dashed off upstairs.

"Mum," Lily called after her.

"Just let her be pumpkin, she just misses you," Mr. Evans said as he watched his wife disappear.

"We'll visit again soon, I promise," Lily felt tears building behind her eyes.

"I know," Lily father gave her an understanding nod.

"Lily we need to get going," James dared. He slowly lifted Harry out of Lily's arms and started towards the portkey.

Mr. Evans helped his youngest daughter rise to her feet, "time to go."

"Oh dad," Lily cried as she flung her arms around her father's neck.

When she pulled away, she caught her father sweeping tears away from his eyes.

"Visit soon," he said swiftly. He bent down and gave Harry a swift kiss on the head, "I need to spoil my grandson."

"We will sir," James promised.

Lily let her eyes meet her father's one last time before she grabbed onto the portkey and she was swept away.

James and Lily arrived at Godric Hollow and the distant world that Lily had just seen melted away.

"I'll go put Harry down for his nap," James said, realizing his wife wanted to be alone. Lily smile and walked into the kitchen, she felt an overwhelming guilt in her stomach.

She tapped her wand on the kitchen pantry and a few pieces of bread flew into the toaster.

"December O'Riley request admittance," said familiar deep voice.

"Admitted," Lily said emotionless.

"Hey, I was wondering when you were going to get back," December said as she apparated into the kitchen.

Lily looked up and noticed the panicked expression on December's face.

"Were you worried about us?" Lily laughed.

"Who me, I wasn't worried," December said quickly.

She dashed to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of butter beer.

"Are you okay?" Lily asked as she watched December's erratic behavior.

December looked into Lily's eyes and took a seat.

"I did something I shouldn't have with Remus," she blurted

Lily had to catch her balance as she almost fell over, "what did you do?"

"I didn't sleep with him," December said, almost reading Lily's mind.

Those bright green eyes were the size of silver dollars as they urged December to continue.

"We just, I don't know," December dropped her head into her hands.

Lily tried to keep a straight face as she carefully squeezed December's shoulder.

"I didn't mean to, it just kinda happened. We were just sitting there on the couch and I leaned over and kissed him," December continued.

Lily felt a numbing sensation in the bottom of her stomach. She knew how much December meant to Remus, but she also knew what December meant to Sirius.

"So," Lily prompted.

December finally lifted her head, "I think I'm in love with Sirius."

Lily wasn't expecting this at all, she tried to swallow her shock and offered her words of encouragement, "you've got to tell him D."

December shook her head, "no, Sirius would just laugh, that cocky laugh. Maybe our time has passed, maybe I need to follow what my mind is saying and ..." she trailed off.

"December, do you love Remus?" Lily asked.

"Oh Lils, don't take this the wrong way, but he's my best friend," December cried. Lily gave her an understanding smile, and let out a silent sigh.

"I'm comfortable with Remus, I know he'll never break my heart. But I can't get Sirius off my mind."

Lily knew what she needed to tell December, "you can't keep stringing them along, you've got to pick one."

"Which one would you pick?" December asked, hoping Lily would help ease her decision.

Lily lifted her hand, "oh no, I can't tell you who to pick. You've got to figure that out on your own."

"But I don't know what I want," December sulked.

Lily placed a warm hand on her friends shoulder, "just follow your heart."

December took a long drink of butter beer, "so how was your visit with your parents."

"Short," Lily replied, wishing to drop the subject.