1Remus stood on the large veranda of James and Lily's house, stomping snow from his boots. He really hadn't intended on visiting, but he was hungry and there was no food in his refrigerator; Peter had visited earlier.
He knocked lightly, not wanting to awaken anybody that might be asleep. Nobody responded, so he gently pushed the door open. He was just going to steal some food and leave, but he heard sniffling coming from the front of the house.
Remus concernedly entered the living room. The fire was lit, and Lily sat in an armchair with her back toward Remus.
"Lily?" Remus quietly asked, not wanting to startle her.
She turned to him, her wild hair making her look small and lost. Her eyes were puffy and red. He walked over to her and sat on the coffee table in front of her.
"Where's James?" he asked quietly. She nodded toward the bedroom.
"He finally got to sleep," she managed. "Please don't wake him up."
"He's been really stressed out lately," Remus admitted. "Is that what's wrong?"
"Yes...No...I don't know," she knitted her brow. "I just don't want him to go on his tour."
"What? Why?" Remus asked confusedly. "I know you miss him when he's gone, but it's his job. He has to go."
The look she was giving him was making him scared.
"Do you need something?"
She guiltily lowered her eyes, but shook her eyes.
"Have you asked him about it? Talked to him? Anything?" Remus prompted.
She looked up at him, astonished.
"You know that James is really smart. The smartest," Remus told her. "But when it comes to having a clue...well, he doesn't. Anything you want him to know, you're going to have to tell him."
"Remus," she inaudibly begged him to understand, "It's not that simple."
He timidly searched her for an explanation, "Are you unhappy?"
"You know that I love him," Lily admonished, and Remus breathed a sigh of relief. It would just kill James if she left.
"I just don't know what to do," she began to cry again. "I didn't mean for this to happen. This was definitely supposed to be different."
He soothingly placed a hand on her shaking shoulder. "Lily, I don't understand what you are saying."
She mumbled something incoherent.
"What?" he questioned.
"I'm pregnant, Remus," the tears were flowing. Lily felt so guilty for telling Remus when she couldn't even tell James yet.
Remus smiled the largest smile that Lily had ever seen him flash, all anxiety gone.
"Is that all?" he laughed. "Gosh, Lily. You really had me scared for a second."
She didn't seem as enthused.
"Aren't you happy?" Remus valiantly tried to understand. Lily always talked about having a family.
"What will James say?" Lily whispered. "What if he's not ready, or if it's too much for him to take right now? We haven't talked about this, and we definitely didn't mean for this to happen for a while."
"You really are a worry wart," Remus dismissed her fears laughingly. "This is all he's ever wanted. Believe me."
He hugged her tightly and his stomach began to growl.
"Come on," he suggested, "let's get some food."
"We always thought it was Sirius who stole our food," Lily gasped, pulling away from him.
"Oh," Remus evilly grinned, "we all do it. Prongs gave us all a key."
Lily rolled her eyes.
