Disclaimer: Nup.  Not mine.  Except for Eveline Miles and Mable Coomb.

A/N I've decided to two more chapters to this for now, just to give it a little closure.  Eventually this will feature in the sequel to "Seven Years at Hogwarts" but for now it will be on its own.

Lily and Eveline looked up when they heard footsteps coming into the room.  James was standing at the door looking very unsure of himself.  Lily smiled tiredly at him and called him over.

"James, you're a father!" she said happily.

James peered closely at the small bundle that Lily was holding.  His child.  His son.  He noted the tuft of jet black hair on the top of the baby's head and sighed.  Lily looked at him sharply.

"What's the matter?"

"He got my hair." James said, sounding slightly mournful.

Looking closer, he noticed his son's eyes.  "Aren't babies supposed to have blue eyes when they're first born?"

"He must take after his father with more than just the hair – he's a rebel too." Lily said, staring into the emerald green pools of her baby's eyes.

"He's not a rebel, he's a trend-setter." James corrected.

"Why don't you take him?" Lily asked.

James backed away looking a little scared.  "I'll drop him!"

"No you won't!" Lily said with a giggle.

Mable and Eveline pushed James closer to Lily so that she could hand him the baby, then, seeing that he was perfectly capable of holding him, they left the room.  James sat down in the chair beside Lily's bed and stared at the tiny infant in his arms.

"Lily?"

"Yes dear?"

"He's trying to eat me."

"Nonsense dear."

"No, really!" James said, feeling a little alarmed.  "I think he thinks I'm food."

"Don't be silly James." Lily said with a laugh.  "He's not trying to eat you."

"Yes he is!  Look at him!  He's chewing on my sleeve!" James cried.

Lily reached over and pulled James' sleeve out of the baby's mouth.

"He's not eating you." she said firmly.

"What are we going to name him?" James asked.  "I mean, I know we agreed on Henry, but he doesn't look like a Henry at all!"

Lily sighed.

"What?" James asked.  "He doesn't!"

"What about Harry?"

James looked at the newborn.  "Harry." he repeated.   "That's perfect.  Harry James Potter."

"It has got a little bit of a ring to it." Lily agreed.

"Lily?"

"Mmm?"

"He's eating me again."

Harry was sucking on James' thumb.

"I hope you washed your hands." Lily commented.

"They're clean." James said.  "But you should be worrying about me, not him.  I'm the one being eaten here!"

"Why don't you go and call the boys in?" Lily asked.

James nodded and stood up.  He gave Harry back to Lily and tried to take his hands away.

"Um, Lily?"

Lily looked from Harry to James with twinkling eyes.

"He's got my thumb.  He won't let go."

Lily pried Harry's tiny hands from around James' thumb.

"He likes you." she said.

"How can you tell?" James asked, grinning at Harry.

"Well, the fact that your hands are covered in baby drool is a dead giveaway." Lily giggled.

James looked down at his sticky hands, then looked back at Harry, who was now sleeping in his mother's arms.

"That's my son's drool on my hands." he said happily.  "My son's drool!  Can you believe it?  My son!"

Lily smiled and the corners of her eyes crinkled with suppressed laughter.  "You're a daddie." she said.  "And I'm a mummie."

"I'll go and get the guys."

***

Sirius, Remus and Peter had spoken briefly with Eveline and Mable when they'd left Lily's room, but the girls had both left quickly to get some coffee.  When the doors opened again, they all jumped out of their seats.  James was standing in front of them, grinning so widely that they could see every tooth in his mouth.

"The kid must be something special if he's got James grinning like that." Remus commented.

"I'm a father!" James whispered.

Sirius shot James a look of astonishment.  "Really?  And it took you this long to notice?"

It was testimony to how happy and shocked James was that he didn't send a return-insult Sirius' way.

"You wanna come and see him?" James asked, still whispering.

"Are you kidding?" Sirius asked, also whispering.  "Of course we want to see him!"

"What's his name?" Peter whispered questioningly.

"Harry." James whispered back.

"Why are we all whispering?" Remus asked quietly, but not quite in whisper.

"Shhh!"  James glared at Remus.  "You'll wake him!"

Remus, Sirius and Peter shared an exasperated look.

"James?" Sirius asked.

"What?"

"The door's closed and that room has a silencing charm on it."

"Good point." James agreed.

"James?  Why are your sleeves wet?" Remus asked.

"I nearly got eaten by my son."

Remus decided not to ask any more questions until James had calmed down a little.

"Now be quiet." James ordered.  "We're going in."

Sirius elbowed Remus.  "He's acting like he's on an auror raid or something!" he said, trying to stifle a laugh.  He put his hands to his eyes, miming omnioculars, and ducked slightly as though hiding behind a bush.  "Quiet now, we're moving in!"

James punched his friend lightly on the shoulder.  "Shut up Padfoot."

Sirius grinned.

A/N Thanks to everyone who reviewed this.  For those of you who skipped the note at the top, I will only be adding one more chapter to this.  For now, anyway.  It will eventually become part of a sequel to "Seven Years at Hogwarts", but for now, it's just a cute little scene.