No-one knew of our marriage. It was kept a secret and our wedding certificate was kept by Dumbledore. The vicar had his memory modified, and James and I carried on with our lives.
Over the next months, the illusion charm became very important. My room was moved next to McGonagall's' so she could perform it every morning. The Auror training that Sirius and James were taking was very tiring for them, along with their NEWTs. Frank Longbottom and Alice Prewett were also being trained.
By April, we could be told the sex of our baby, and we both desperately wanted to know.
'Oh, James look.'
I pointed to the body of baby. James couldn't speak, his emotions and feelings were all in his eyes as he looked on, a proud father without even knowing the sex.
'Do you want to know?'
'YES!!!'
'Well, Mr and Mrs Potter, you are going to be very proud parents of a very healthy baby boy.'
We started on names that night.
Soon, everyone was on edge and not because the NEWTs were around the corner. Voldemort had been far more active in the last few weeks than ever before and over 200 had been killed. Even the muggles had noticed something was amis.
James became very jumpy and spent a lot of time with me, talking to our son. Also, he had obviously been told something he wasn't allowed to tell me. I didn't pressure him, the stress of knowing wasn't going to do our son any good at all.
No one had noticed how close we had become in public. We had talked a lot and decided to tell our friends about us and our son. But Voldemort got in the way.
