Ok, I know that that took a long time to update, but there was everything from basketball games see to visiting my grandparents. It took a long time. I'm so sorry.

Anyway, thanks to those who reviewed!

WickedwitchsisterMioneGin: I agree, there could have been some sort of noise, but I couldn't let it come from Harry because he's supposed to be asleep till later. I would have used something like that suggestion, but that would have made it feel too rushed, and it would have totally given it away to James. I love, incase you haven't noticed, to keep people in suspense.

WritingsOfATeenageDramaQueen: SCREAMS-LIKE-A-HORROR-MOVIE oh no! I'm so afraid! I'll have to run away! Lol, I'm such a freak. You still haven't updated like you said you would. Shame on you! wags finger

CattyCat: gasp what do you mean 'you'll do something to me if I don't update soon'? Well, then again, you said that you don't even know what that something may be, so why am I asking you? Hmm, I'll have to think on that.

KTSweep08: oh, come now. Violence is not the answer! Wow, I sound like my mom. Eww!

Well, anyways, I know that that was a terrible cliff hanger, but I had to stop somewhere! I know, you're thinking "but you could have stopped after he found out" but that would mean less chapters, and short fics piss me off.

FlameOfDesire: thanks! I knew that this cliff hanger would draw attention, but I didn't think that people would be like "DUDE! That cliff hanger sucks! I hate you!" I must say, I was surprised! Oh well, at least that means that people like this fic.

Now, on with the story!

Last chapter:

Then, it hit me. The piece of furniture was a crib, and the sleeping figure was a baby.

The joys of discoveries

Mistakes that make a difference

Still James' POV

I stood there, my jaw open. I must have looked pretty stupid. We stood there in silence, doing absolutely nothing. After a few minutes, Lily spoke up.

"James, please say something, anything." She whispered. I looked back at her. I felt betrayed. So much for all the times she said she loved me, that she wasn't with anyone else.

Her eyes were looking at the floor, anywhere else but at me. Tears were flowing down her cheeks, but she wasn't making a sound. I looked back at the baby and said "I thought that you said that you weren't with anyone else."

"I'm not. I said it before, and I'll say it again. I'm not going out with anyone. I'd never do that." She choked. She almost sounded surprised. Whatever she had been expecting me to say was not what I had said, that I knew for sure.

"Well, even if you're not, you obviously were." I told her. I looked over my shoulder, glaring at her. She was looking at me, dumbfounded. And hurt. "No, of course not."

I rolled my eyes at her. "Then you must be some kind of prostitute!" I yelled at her. Her jaw dropped. Her eyes burning with the usual fire that only showed when someone truly hurt her. I knew that I had just made a totally wrong assumption, but I couldn't let it show. There was no other thing to say.

"Well, there I go again! Making, yet again, another mistake. How could I have been this stupid?" She said turning around, pulling me outside to the hallway, slamming the door closed behind her. Once we were outside, she turned to face me again.

"No," she said. "You know what? It's not my fault this time. I'm not the one making the mistake, you are. You are making a huge mistake! I am not going out with anyone, I have not been going out with anyone since we broke up, and I am, most certainly, NOT a prostitute. I thought that you would have understood, but no! You go on making stupid guesses that have never been true. You are the idiot, James Potter! You barge in here, saying 'oh, Lily, come back to me', but when I tell you that I can't possibly, that it would risk even more lives those that are already at stake, you turn around and curse me off! You can't even put two and two together! He's your son, James, but you just can't even realize that! If you ever think that I would go out with someone else, after all the times I've said that I love you, then maybe you're just too stupid to even know what I'm trying to tell you…" the rest she said, I never knew.

This news hit me like a block of ice hits you in the back of the head in the winter, when you are already in pain from being so cold that the ice makes you want to faint. Yes, that's how I feel right now. I want to faint, but I can't. I have to tell Lily that I love her, that I'm sorry for being so stupid. I have to hold her again.

"You… you had a baby?" I asked. She took her hand, and slapped herself with it. She took a deep breath before saying "yes, James. I thought that we got past that part."

"Yes, but, I mean, it's…it's..." Lily sighed. "Yes, James. He's your son, too." I hugged her, squeezing her so hard that her feet weren't touching the floor. Lily pats my back.

Change to Lily's POV

We stood there before anything was said. "Why didn't you tell me earlier?" he asked. "Well, I haven't seen you since we broke up, and I think it'd be kind of weird to get a letter saying 'Dear James, I know that we broke up, and everything. I just wrote to tell you, I had a baby.' I know that I should have told you earlier, but I was afraid. It would have been to dangerous." I told him. He pulled away from me. He looked confused look on his face. "What do you mean, dangerous?"

"Do you know what 'The Order of the Phoenix' is?" I asked him. He nodded. "I'm only an active member." I smiled. Then he would recognize Harry as one of Voldemorts' most wanted people. Pictures of him had been passed around at order meetings for months now, and, hopefully, James had been to at least to one of those meetings.

"When was the last time that you went to a meeting, in personal, I mean?" I asked. He thought for a minute. "I'm not sure. I wasn't allowed to go for a long time, my boss said 'you've got better things to do then sit around and talk about something that doesn't exist'. He was a muggle, you see. No matter how many times we'd tell him, he's almost as worse as your sister."

I laughed at that last remark. My sister, Petunia, was probably the most stubborn muggle that you'd ever have the misfortune to meet, if you ever did. That, alone, was very unlikely, though, because she tended to keep away from anything that had to do with the wizarding world.

If he had never been to a meeting, however, this might be more difficult then I thought. "What did you hear at the last meeting?" James thought for a minute. "I think I remember something about Voldemort moving in on another person. I don't remember what the name was, though. Why?" I took James' hand and led him into the room next to Harry's crib.

"Do you remember what the person looked like?" James nodded. "It was a child. I couldn't describe it to you, though; I wasn't paying as close attention as I should have." I shook my head. Leave it to James to miss out on what could be the most important part.

I walked up to the crib where Harry was sleeping like, what else, a baby. He looked so peaceful. I turned back to James. "Was his name, by any chance, Harry?" he smiled. "Oh, yeah, that was it. You don't know him, do you?" I nodded. "I know him better then anyone else." I turned back to Harry. I reached my hand in and pushed back the hair covering Harry's face to let James see. His jaw dropped so low I would've guessed it had broke.

"But…you mean…he's after…he's going to…but…how can that happen?" James stuttered. "He's one of the only people that fit the description of the prophecy. You do know what that is, right?" I asked him. I looked at his face. All the happiness that had lit up his face only a minute was draining out.

He nodded. "The only other people that fit are the Longbottoms' son. I can't remember his name either." He thought for another minute. "What does that have to do with us?" he asked. I wrapped my arms around knowing that it would break his heart as much as it was breaking mine to have to say this to him.

"Don't you get it, James? Voldemort is after him, and that means that it's risking my life as well. I could just give him up, but I'm not. For all I know, he might attack and I could be dead by tomorrow (A/n which won't happen that soon. James has got to know Harry better before that happens)! I have to wake up every day worrying about how the day turns out. I don't want that to have to happen to the both of us." I said, resting my head on James' shoulder. "Besides, you'd have to give up your job to live with us; we can't afford to be seen like that, the publicity would help him find us."

James sighed. "Lily, so you really think that I wouldn't give up my job for you and the baby. I love you more then anything, and I hate my job! I'd give it up for anything, especially you."

"I don't want to risk any more then we already are, though, James. I don't want you to have to be as afraid as I have to be. I can't do anything that includes publicity, or else he'll find me, follow me home, and kill Harry, for all I know! Please, don't do this to yourself!" I pleaded. Of course, he disagreed. "Lily, I don't care! I've been perfectly miserable without you, and even if it means that I have to shut myself up forever, I'll do it for you and Harry. You mean the world to me, I can't leave you." He whispered.

I look up at him. He's still looking at Harry, sleeping soundly, clueless that James is about to give up everything just to help us.

He looks back at me and says "please, let me stay?" I smile and put my head back on his shoulder. "Even if you did come back to stay with Harry and I, how do you know the press won't follow you? And how do you think Sirius and Remus will take this?" I asked him. "Oh yeah. How am I going to tell them any of this? I think that they'll understand… it'll be hard, I guess."

I looked back up at James. "Sirius already knows. Or, at least, he should, we sat next to each other on a, say, 7 hour flight. (A/n I have no idea how long that would take, I'm just exaggerating.) My guess is that he told Remus, but, then again, Sirius can be a bit slower then I expect sometimes." James chuckled. "You've got a point there. I'd be surprised if he did know, I mean, he didn't even mention anything." I nodded.

We stood in silence for about an hour till I realized that I was falling asleep in James' arms. The next time I woke up, I was back in my room, listening to James' deep breathing and Harry's whining.