4 Months after the wedding
Lily sighed and closed her completed scrap book. She looked at her handy work as she flipped though all of the moving pictures from her wedding night and honeymoon. James walked into the living room, rubbing his eyes. "Lils, when are you coming to bed, its two in the morning..." he said yawning.
Lily looked at the clock on the wall. She hadn't realized how late it was getting. "I finished the scrap book," she said as she pulled herself off of the couch which was now covered in paper scraps. She pulled out her wand and muttered, "Scourgify." The bits of paper immediately vanished.
James grabbed the read leather book and started to flip through it. Why it there a blank square in on the first page?" he asked still yawning.
Lily blushed. "For our family photo," she muttered.
James looked confused. "We just had one last week."
"Well our family is going to grow eventually, isn't it?" she asked, blushing the color of her hair.
James ruffled his hair. He hadn't really given it a whole lot of thought. "Come on, we'll talk about it later. I am exhausted," said Lily yawning.
They walked up the stairs and went into their bedroom. James set the scrap book his dresser as Lily got into bed. James had no idea how long he stood staring blankly at the cover of the scrap book. Lily moved in her sleep causing James to snap out of his trance. He shook his head and shuffled over to his bed. Sleep came instantly.
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Lily woke up and saw the sun streaming through her window. She rolled over and looked at her clock. "Crap!" she screamed. It was 10 am on a Tuesday morning and James was late for Quidditch practice. He was drafted for England's team just a few months before the season started.
"James, wake up!" Lily yelled in his ear. James sat up so fast that his head hit Lily's. "Ouch! James!" she cried.
James looked over at the clock and jumped out of bed and ran to get dressed. "Why didn't my alarm go off?" he called to Lily from the bathroom as he threw on his Quidditch robes.
"Cuz you didn't set it," she said. "I'm going to throw some toast into the toaster for you to eat," she said going down the stairs.
"Throw it into my bag along with this morning's Daily Prophet!" he called, now brushing his teeth.
Lily ran into the kitchen to see an owl sitting on the back of one of their wooden kitchen chairs. She grabbed the news paper out of its beak and put some coins into the back on its leg, quickly apologizing for making him wait. Lily threw it into James' bag and magically toasted two pieces of bread and buttered them. She stuffed them into a zip lock bag tossed it into the Quidditch bag as well.
She paced frantically around the kitchen thinking about what else James may need for the day's practice. Lily ran over to the cupboard and pulled out a water bottle. She ran to the sink and filled it with ice cold water. Lily threw it into the bag just in time for James to grab it on his way to the quaffle on the mantle of their fire place that was used as the portkey for the Quidditch field.
James quickly kissed her good bye. "Oh, Lily, don't forget that we have a meeting to night at our house," he said. Lily nodded and watched him disappear.
She had totally forgotten about the meeting. This was the first one. Albus Dumbledore had been watching the Prophet closely, just like Lily and James had. Just a few weeks ago there was a reported murder of a family not too far away, the Elophens, if Lily was remembering correctly. There was no known cause of their death that scientists could find. They were perfectly healthy.
This is what had prompted Dumbledore to have a meeting. He figured that their deaths had to be related to magic other wise doctors would have been able to find some cause of death. Lily and James had opened up their house for the meeting since their house was the biggest out of all of the people that were called to the meeting.
Lily began bustling around the house using charms to straighten up the house, she was known for her exceptional charm work. She did some laundry and made some snacks for the meeting. She glanced at the clock. It was three pm and she hadn't gotten dressed yet.
Lily ran up stairs and jumped in the shower. Just as she was putting the finishing touches on her makeup when she heard James arrive in the living room. She ran downstairs to greet him. Lily had a smile on her face knowing that he would need to see it after a hard practice. She entered the room and saw James laying on the couch. He looked serious and was holding the Daily Prophet in his hand, reading the front page.
Lily wiped the smile off of her face. She could see from his expression that there had been another attack. "Not another attack, James?" she said.
James looked up just realizing that his wife was in the room. "Yes," he said seriously.
"Who was it this time? Please tell me it wasn't one of our kind," Lily begged.
"It was one of Head Master Dippet's nephews. Luckily he was the only one home at the time. The rest of his family was visiting old Dippet himself at St. Mungo's," he said not looking up from the paper.
Lily sat down next to him. "We'll have an answer by the end of tonight's meeting, hopefully," she said tenderly.
"The meeting... that reminds me, Peter said he was going to be late. Something about his brother needing a ride somewhere, but whatever. When are they coming over?" James asked tossing the prophet aside.
"I think Dumbledore said that he was going to be here at six tonight or at least that's what he said yesterday on the answering machine. I liked the recording you made by the way, very creative," Lily laughed.
James smiled, "Which one was it again?" he asked.
"You are now leaving a message for Little Red Riding Hood and Prongs," she laughed.
"Ah yes that one. I thought it was maybe still the one that I made last month: You have reached the house of a seer. I know who you are, where you are, and what you want so there is no need to leave a message, thank you. That was one of my better ones that I don't think people from your family would understand," he said.
Lily laughed. James was always able to act the sun during a rainy time. "Let me see this scrap book of yours that you spent the whole night working on," James said.
Lily went up stairs with James and lay on the bed with the scrap book open. They went through it remembering different things from their honeymoon and wedding day. "This didn't turn out half bad. You have a knack for making pictures look fun," he laughed as he saw a page that was dedicated to his funny facial expressions. "Do I really look like that when I am sleeping?" he asked wrinkling his nose.
Lily laughed, "Only sometimes. I am glad that the scrap book turned out. It wouldn't have been half as good if you hadn't gotten the photographer to use your special camera," she said.
James leaned over and kissed Lily. She scooted closer to him and drew her arms around his neck. James smiled to himself. Kissing Lily was the perfect way to get his worries out of his head and to relax after the hard Quidditch practice. James was co-captain and the seeker for England's team.
James felt Lily's tongue invite itself into his mouth. Ever since they had gotten married Lily had become more comfortable with controlling the kisses and James had to admit, it was a nice change not to be in control. There was a light tap at their bedroom window and Lily pulled away to see a brown owl hovering outside of it. She scurried over to the window and pulled it open and was greeted by the crisp September air. The owl flew in and dropped the letter on the fluffy bed and immediately flew off into the horizon.
James picked up the letter and recognized the writing on the envelope to be Sirius. He tore open the seal and read aloud:
Dear Mr. and Mrs. Potter (never going to get used to it),
I heard word from Dumbledore, well actually I intercepted an owl
of his on accident but that's not the point, I heard that there was
going to be a meeting over at your house concerning the deaths that
have been taking place. As I am your secret keeper (no idea why you
picked me by the way) I am showing up at the meeting tonight. I will
be a bit early to chat for a bit (and to get help planning the next
prank to play on my neighbors, they are really getting on my nerves)
say around five o'clock. See you then!
Sirius Black
"Yes, exactly what were we thinking when we made him our secret keeper, James?" Lily laughed.
"He is the best lair in the world. And he can get anything out of anyone," said James peering over at the clock. "Looks like he'll be here in about a half an hour, plenty of time for me to dig up something for this prank he is planning."
"James, really, are you going to assist him in torturing his neighbors? We have met them before, they were the sweetest people," she said sternly.
"If Sirius thinks that they are bad, then they're bad," said James.
"Well it doesn't take much to convince him then does it?" Lily said sarcastically.
James went out of the room and down into the cellar to look for his old No Heat Wet Start Fillibuster Fireworks. He found them in the darkest corner, but to his dismay they had all gone off already. "So that was that big bang that I heard while I was sleeping last week," he murmured. He looked around determined not to go up empty handed. James finally found a box of dung bombs that were way past their expiration date.
Just as he was about to bring the box up stairs he heard Lily say, "James! Come up here! Sirius is here!" James went up stairs with out delay to greet his best friend and present him with the deadly dung bombs.
A/N- I have just realized that I left out the Weasley children's ages in the second chapter. I am looking through the books to find out how old they would have been at this time. Well I started the main plot in this chapter and it will be fully launched next chapter during the meeting, which is the first official Order of the Phoenix meeting. Thank you to my 2 reviewers! I am thrilled to get positive feed back on my first fic!
Disclaimer- I own nothing related to Harry Potter.
Lily sighed and closed her completed scrap book. She looked at her handy work as she flipped though all of the moving pictures from her wedding night and honeymoon. James walked into the living room, rubbing his eyes. "Lils, when are you coming to bed, its two in the morning..." he said yawning.
Lily looked at the clock on the wall. She hadn't realized how late it was getting. "I finished the scrap book," she said as she pulled herself off of the couch which was now covered in paper scraps. She pulled out her wand and muttered, "Scourgify." The bits of paper immediately vanished.
James grabbed the read leather book and started to flip through it. Why it there a blank square in on the first page?" he asked still yawning.
Lily blushed. "For our family photo," she muttered.
James looked confused. "We just had one last week."
"Well our family is going to grow eventually, isn't it?" she asked, blushing the color of her hair.
James ruffled his hair. He hadn't really given it a whole lot of thought. "Come on, we'll talk about it later. I am exhausted," said Lily yawning.
They walked up the stairs and went into their bedroom. James set the scrap book his dresser as Lily got into bed. James had no idea how long he stood staring blankly at the cover of the scrap book. Lily moved in her sleep causing James to snap out of his trance. He shook his head and shuffled over to his bed. Sleep came instantly.
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Lily woke up and saw the sun streaming through her window. She rolled over and looked at her clock. "Crap!" she screamed. It was 10 am on a Tuesday morning and James was late for Quidditch practice. He was drafted for England's team just a few months before the season started.
"James, wake up!" Lily yelled in his ear. James sat up so fast that his head hit Lily's. "Ouch! James!" she cried.
James looked over at the clock and jumped out of bed and ran to get dressed. "Why didn't my alarm go off?" he called to Lily from the bathroom as he threw on his Quidditch robes.
"Cuz you didn't set it," she said. "I'm going to throw some toast into the toaster for you to eat," she said going down the stairs.
"Throw it into my bag along with this morning's Daily Prophet!" he called, now brushing his teeth.
Lily ran into the kitchen to see an owl sitting on the back of one of their wooden kitchen chairs. She grabbed the news paper out of its beak and put some coins into the back on its leg, quickly apologizing for making him wait. Lily threw it into James' bag and magically toasted two pieces of bread and buttered them. She stuffed them into a zip lock bag tossed it into the Quidditch bag as well.
She paced frantically around the kitchen thinking about what else James may need for the day's practice. Lily ran over to the cupboard and pulled out a water bottle. She ran to the sink and filled it with ice cold water. Lily threw it into the bag just in time for James to grab it on his way to the quaffle on the mantle of their fire place that was used as the portkey for the Quidditch field.
James quickly kissed her good bye. "Oh, Lily, don't forget that we have a meeting to night at our house," he said. Lily nodded and watched him disappear.
She had totally forgotten about the meeting. This was the first one. Albus Dumbledore had been watching the Prophet closely, just like Lily and James had. Just a few weeks ago there was a reported murder of a family not too far away, the Elophens, if Lily was remembering correctly. There was no known cause of their death that scientists could find. They were perfectly healthy.
This is what had prompted Dumbledore to have a meeting. He figured that their deaths had to be related to magic other wise doctors would have been able to find some cause of death. Lily and James had opened up their house for the meeting since their house was the biggest out of all of the people that were called to the meeting.
Lily began bustling around the house using charms to straighten up the house, she was known for her exceptional charm work. She did some laundry and made some snacks for the meeting. She glanced at the clock. It was three pm and she hadn't gotten dressed yet.
Lily ran up stairs and jumped in the shower. Just as she was putting the finishing touches on her makeup when she heard James arrive in the living room. She ran downstairs to greet him. Lily had a smile on her face knowing that he would need to see it after a hard practice. She entered the room and saw James laying on the couch. He looked serious and was holding the Daily Prophet in his hand, reading the front page.
Lily wiped the smile off of her face. She could see from his expression that there had been another attack. "Not another attack, James?" she said.
James looked up just realizing that his wife was in the room. "Yes," he said seriously.
"Who was it this time? Please tell me it wasn't one of our kind," Lily begged.
"It was one of Head Master Dippet's nephews. Luckily he was the only one home at the time. The rest of his family was visiting old Dippet himself at St. Mungo's," he said not looking up from the paper.
Lily sat down next to him. "We'll have an answer by the end of tonight's meeting, hopefully," she said tenderly.
"The meeting... that reminds me, Peter said he was going to be late. Something about his brother needing a ride somewhere, but whatever. When are they coming over?" James asked tossing the prophet aside.
"I think Dumbledore said that he was going to be here at six tonight or at least that's what he said yesterday on the answering machine. I liked the recording you made by the way, very creative," Lily laughed.
James smiled, "Which one was it again?" he asked.
"You are now leaving a message for Little Red Riding Hood and Prongs," she laughed.
"Ah yes that one. I thought it was maybe still the one that I made last month: You have reached the house of a seer. I know who you are, where you are, and what you want so there is no need to leave a message, thank you. That was one of my better ones that I don't think people from your family would understand," he said.
Lily laughed. James was always able to act the sun during a rainy time. "Let me see this scrap book of yours that you spent the whole night working on," James said.
Lily went up stairs with James and lay on the bed with the scrap book open. They went through it remembering different things from their honeymoon and wedding day. "This didn't turn out half bad. You have a knack for making pictures look fun," he laughed as he saw a page that was dedicated to his funny facial expressions. "Do I really look like that when I am sleeping?" he asked wrinkling his nose.
Lily laughed, "Only sometimes. I am glad that the scrap book turned out. It wouldn't have been half as good if you hadn't gotten the photographer to use your special camera," she said.
James leaned over and kissed Lily. She scooted closer to him and drew her arms around his neck. James smiled to himself. Kissing Lily was the perfect way to get his worries out of his head and to relax after the hard Quidditch practice. James was co-captain and the seeker for England's team.
James felt Lily's tongue invite itself into his mouth. Ever since they had gotten married Lily had become more comfortable with controlling the kisses and James had to admit, it was a nice change not to be in control. There was a light tap at their bedroom window and Lily pulled away to see a brown owl hovering outside of it. She scurried over to the window and pulled it open and was greeted by the crisp September air. The owl flew in and dropped the letter on the fluffy bed and immediately flew off into the horizon.
James picked up the letter and recognized the writing on the envelope to be Sirius. He tore open the seal and read aloud:
Dear Mr. and Mrs. Potter (never going to get used to it),
I heard word from Dumbledore, well actually I intercepted an owl
of his on accident but that's not the point, I heard that there was
going to be a meeting over at your house concerning the deaths that
have been taking place. As I am your secret keeper (no idea why you
picked me by the way) I am showing up at the meeting tonight. I will
be a bit early to chat for a bit (and to get help planning the next
prank to play on my neighbors, they are really getting on my nerves)
say around five o'clock. See you then!
Sirius Black
"Yes, exactly what were we thinking when we made him our secret keeper, James?" Lily laughed.
"He is the best lair in the world. And he can get anything out of anyone," said James peering over at the clock. "Looks like he'll be here in about a half an hour, plenty of time for me to dig up something for this prank he is planning."
"James, really, are you going to assist him in torturing his neighbors? We have met them before, they were the sweetest people," she said sternly.
"If Sirius thinks that they are bad, then they're bad," said James.
"Well it doesn't take much to convince him then does it?" Lily said sarcastically.
James went out of the room and down into the cellar to look for his old No Heat Wet Start Fillibuster Fireworks. He found them in the darkest corner, but to his dismay they had all gone off already. "So that was that big bang that I heard while I was sleeping last week," he murmured. He looked around determined not to go up empty handed. James finally found a box of dung bombs that were way past their expiration date.
Just as he was about to bring the box up stairs he heard Lily say, "James! Come up here! Sirius is here!" James went up stairs with out delay to greet his best friend and present him with the deadly dung bombs.
A/N- I have just realized that I left out the Weasley children's ages in the second chapter. I am looking through the books to find out how old they would have been at this time. Well I started the main plot in this chapter and it will be fully launched next chapter during the meeting, which is the first official Order of the Phoenix meeting. Thank you to my 2 reviewers! I am thrilled to get positive feed back on my first fic!
Disclaimer- I own nothing related to Harry Potter.