On the day it was time to leave for Hogwarts, Lily quickly got ready and ran down to the station to wait for James. Sure enough around ten Sirius, Remus, Peter, and James joined the rest of the crowd boarding the Hogwarts Express. Lily started to get nervous but took a deep breath and walked over to him.

"Here," she said, handing him a note.

"Did you do it?" asked Emma.

"Yes," said Lily, sitting back in their compartment. Even though she had written a letter to James telling him that she hated his guts, she still was glad she'd finally shown someone how she really felt.

Lily laughed as she looked back at the pictures of her sixth year, thinking about all that went on. She then patted her stomach, which now contianed a baby inside.

"Well," said Lily to the unborn child, "at least things worked out."

And with that, Lily went back to cleaning her home. She was nineteen and married, living in a tall three story blue house on Jackilte Row.

"Lily," hollered her husband from downstairs, "don't tell me you're cleaning again!"

"Then I shall keep my mouth shout," shouted Lily back jokingly.

Just then, her husband came running up the stairs. He had messy jet black hair, his eyes hazel brown. Tall and somewhat masculine, he seemed to have a certain uncanny charm to him.

He leaned over and kissed her n the check, before patting her stomach.

"I don't know why, but I keep forgetting about the little guy."

"How do you know it's a boy?" Lily shot back in a fake concerned joke.

"I just know."

They hugged, each happy, almost like nothing could go wrong.

However, the happy feeling would soon in.
Almost as soon as they'd pulled away from the hug, an owl tapped on the nearby window. Her husband raised an eyebrow before opening it to let the owl in. The owl fluttered over to the railing of the stairs and refused to move. It looked terrified.

Sighing, James ran over to it and untied the letter. Lily held out her arm and the owl hesitated before coming over to it.

"It's from Dumbledore, he wants me," said her husband grimly. "By the looks of it, something's up."

"I'll have dinner ready before you return," said Lily, patting his arm for reassurance. "I'm sure whatever it is, it's not that bad. If you happen to see Sirius or Remus there, tell them they can join us for dinner."

He nodded and gave Lily a small kiss before taking off. Before he left, Lily muttered, "I love you." He turned back and grinned wearily. "I know."

Then her husband, James Potter, walked out the door.