Invitations

"Wonder what he gave Harry?" Lily asked, "There isn't any package.." "Maybe it'll come later on," James said reassuringly.

"We should have a reunion one day, just me, you, Moony, Padfoot, Wormtail, Crystal, Carly, Jonathan, the rest of the Gryffindors we graduated with," James said, tapping his chin.

"First great idea you had all month James, I'll send the invitations with Olin tomorrow, but.. Does he know where Crystal and Carly live?" she asked. "Olin's a smart owl, besides she's probably living with bunnies some place, far, far away. Last time we saw her was when Harry was born.. And about ten months ago.. She sure left an impression on Harry.." he replied chuckling.

"Oh, James you're so silly," she said and fed Harry his last spoonful. "Cry! Cry!" Harry said bouncing on his chair.

"It's time for you to sleep now honey.. Now give me a kiss.. Not you James, Harry," she said. Harry made a smacking noise with his mouth and smiled. "That's a good boy now, James you go write the invitations and I'll tuck Harry in bed," she said cradling her son in her arms.

"Can't I do it? Like you said, I never spend time with him.." James said, trying to get out of the job of writing. "Oh all right, but don't stay up too late, it's past his bedtime" she replied and handed Harry over to James.

"Thank you! And I promise I won't" James said and bounded up the stairs with Harry babbling nonsense away in his arms. "He hasn't changed one bit.. Now for the cards.. All right, Close friends first.. So Remus first..

Dear Remus,

It's me Lily. Olin's our new, younger owl, dead clever too. We still have Fergina though. Thanks for Harry's gift, although I haven't received it yet. How are things? It is boring over here, despite the fact that Harry keeps my hands full. James is always at the office, working his ass away. Did you hear about the potion that helps were wolves regain their sanity? I read it in Witch Weekly. You should ask someone for the ingredients, the article didn't say anything about it. Well, here's the reason why I wrote to you. James thought up a wonderful idea (first good idea in months) that we should have a little get together. With Sirius, Peter, Crystal, Carly and the rest of the Gryffindors who graduated with us. We have no clue where Crystal lives though, she didn't mention anything about her living quarters last time we saw her, about ten months ago. James thinks that she's probably living with her bunnies in a far distant land. Anyways, send me a reply saying if you could go or not. It's at three to about seven or eight, I found a baby sitter for Harry don't worry, meet me at the Muggle coffee shop right outside of the entrance to St. Mungo's hospital. Wear Muggle clothes, bring robes along.. I've enclosed a map in case you'll get lost. Farewell, hope to see you then.

Sincerely,

Lillian Potter.

"That's perfect.. Now all I have to do is make twenty more of these.. Oh great," she mumbled running a hand through her red hair. "I still can't get used to the names, Lily Potter... Hopefully one day I will," she said and started Sirius' letter.

Hi Padfoot,

It's Lily. Things are pretty boring here too. Harry keeps me quite busy, and James is always away. The baby food is not carrot crap, it's highly nutritional. Besides, it wouldn't be right naming our son Sirius Junior. But if you want a kid named Sirius Junior go ahead and marry Crystal. You'd be happier and less lonelier with her bunny army. I didn't receive the package yet, so I'm still waiting for it. Knowing you, you might've gotten him a bag of Zonko's Jokes, but the thing is, you bought it with Remus. So it's going to be good. Peter is quite paranoid isn't he? So twitchy, like Crystal's nose. Well, James came up with a little reunion idea. I've invited all the people from Gryffindor who graduated with us. I hope you come. It starts from three to seven or eight. And no, you can't be the babysitter for Harry. Meet us at the Muggle coffee chop in front of the entrance to St. Mungo's hospital, wear Muggle clothes and bring your robe along. I've also sent a map along so you won't get lost. Respond to me as soon as you made up your mind about going or not.

Sincerely,

Lillian Potter

"That's good enough for Sirius, now I should right a simple letter to Peter.. Then start on Crystal's.." she mumbled to herself, sucking on the end of her quill.

Just at that moment James rushed down, smiling. "Hey honey, just tucked Harry in bed. What did I tell you about sucking on your quill? It ruins your teeth," James said taking the quill out of her mouth. "Since when did you care about my teeth?" she said rolling her eyes.

"So, I've finished Remus', Sirius', and Peter's. I only need Crystal's.. And the rest you have to help me," she said grabbing a fresh roll of parchment. "Oh all right.. If I must.." he said sitting down next to her. "Do the one for Jonathon.." she said, tapping her chin.

Dear Crystal,

How are you and your bunny army? James, Harry and I are fine. You do remember Harry right? Our son. Our loving, adorable son, that you suggested he run the bunny army with you. I miss you a whole lots, and I suppose James does too, Sirius definitely misses you, Remus also. I suppose the other Gryffindors miss you, with your perky personality and bizarre quirks. Remember the first time we all met? Where you dressed Sirius up as a girl when Bellatrix was after him? Those were good times, and well now that we're all twenty and twenty one, I can't bear the thought of losing you guys. It's just too much. I'm getting all emotional here, but I know you understand, because it's sort of a girl problem. Well, this is the reason why I'm writing. Well, James came up with a little reunion idea. I've invited all the people from Gryffindor who graduated with us. I hope you come. It starts from three to seven or eight. And no, you can't be the babysitter for Harry. Meet us at the Muggle coffee chop in front of the entrance to St. Mungo's hospital, wear Muggle clothes and bring your robe along. I've also sent a map along so you won't get lost. Respond to me as soon as you made up your mind about going or not.

Sincerely,

Lillian Potter

After a few hours, or minutes, they both were finished.

"Oy.. I'm tired.. So.. Who's going to be Harry's babysitter?" James asked, leaning back in his chair stretching his arms. "Well.. I'm thinking Doris.. She might be up for it, and she is fond of kids," Lily said thoughtfully.

"Ah, old Doris. Yeah, she might be up for the job if we're willing to pay fifty Galleons every ten minutes," James said sarcastically. "Fine.. What about Belle?"

"Belle? Crystal's owl?"

"No! Nevermind.. What about Alice Longbottom?"

"Longbottom? She married Frank?"

"Yes she married Frank! Two years ago James! We were there!"

"Oh! Yes, I remember.. Excellent wine they served there, but no."

"Why?"

"She's gonna burn the house down by leaving the stove on to long. You know how forgetful they both can

be."

"Oh, right. How about Molly Weasley?"

"Oy, I thought she was going to the party with us.."

"You're right for once James. If she says no we'll ask her to babysit."

"And if she says yes?"

"James! You're so difficult. Erm.. All right how about Kim Jordan? The one who married Darren Jordan?"

"Oh! They're a good couple. Right.. Well... All right. Kim and Darren it is," James said and kissed her on the cheek. "Now let's go to sleep. And get ready for tomorrow's party," Lily said and walked up the stairs,

hand in hand with James.