Well, here you go! The next chapter of "the joys of discoveries"! I know I've been doing a really bad job of keeping up with my chapters, but I'm really trying to work on it! Anyways, to make it go by a bit easier, I'm going to put the review responses at the bottom, if I do them at all, because I might not need to. I'll just put the important ones, but that doesn't mean that I don't like reviews!

Power-of-the lightning-bolt: that'd be great! I've been wanting a beta for a long time, but my friend (who is an expert at setting up those types of things) never has time to help me set one up. It might be a bit of a problem since I noticed that you didn't put your email on your profile page, but I guess we can work it out somehow.

Also, your not abandoning your story "Broken man", are you? I really hope not, because I love the plot, and I want to see where you're going to go with it, but if you're just stuck… I've got a few ideas' that could work, I think, but, it's your story, I just hope that you're not going to give it up!

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Okay, like I said before, I love reviews, but you people are already pissed off at me as it is because I take too long, so this might make it a little easier.

The joys of discoveries

Discovering his son

Lily's POV

I stood up to get Harry from the other room. I looked at the watch that hung on the wall in his room. It was 5:30 in the morning. I sighed and went to pick up Harry.

He reached his arms out so that I could pick him up, but he was still crying softly.

I stood there rocking him back and forth for a minute, humming to him softly, before he finally settled down, resting his head on my shoulder. In the other room, I heard James stirring.

"Harry, you want to go meet someone?" I whispered in his ear. He looked up at me and smiled.

When I carried him back to the room, James was sitting up in bed, smiling at me. "Who do we have here?" he said, looking at Harry.

"DADDY!" Harry yelled, squirming to get out of my grip so James could hold him.

James laughed, and, looking down at Harry, said "Have we met?" Harry said nothing, but nestled head against James's chest and closed his eyes, his little arms holding on to James as though for dear life.

I smiled and sat down on the edge of the bed. 'How could I have been so stupid?' I asked myself. Of course James would love Harry, how could he not?' I pushed that thought out of my head. All that mattered is that James was doing just fine with Harry.

It wasn't until now that I realized just how much Harry looked like James. I mean, sure, I'd heard it before, and I'd compared them with pictures, but nothing beats the real thing.

Walking around to my side of the bed, I climbed in and pulled the covers up to my nose. After a few moments, I felt something rubbing the back of my head. I turned over to see James's hand on my cheek. "I love you, Lily," he whispered.

I smiled up at him. "I Love you, too, James." I whispered. He pulled me in for a kiss.

After a few seconds, we heard a giggle. We looked at Harry, and there he was, pretending not to look at us. James put his hand over Harry's eyes and kissed me again.

I fell asleep with James's arm around my shoulders.

The final time I woke up, the clock on my bedside table read 8:47. I turned over. James, who was already dressed, had his head in his hands and leaning on his elbows. "What are you doing?" I asked him, my voice groggy from sleep. He smiled.

"Just watching you sleep." He spoke softly.

"Oh, that must have been interesting," I said, mockingly.

"Yes, it was; nothing sarcastic about it." He replied.

I looked around me. The sun was pouring in from the windows. My eyes scanned the room, but Harry was no where in it. "Where's Harry?" I asked quickly.

"He's visiting Sirius. I figured he needed a break from all these music business crap just as much as I do, so I let him have a bit of fun, too." He said, stroking my hair.

"Did they get along?" I asked, already knowing the answer. He nodded.

He nodded. "I got you something." He said.

I groaned. "James, don't…" I started to say, but he put a hand over my mouth.

"I know, I know, but this is important." He said. He pulled something out of his pocket and put it in my hand.

I looked at the small box that he had put in my hand. I looked up at him questionably. "Open it." He said.

I opened the box slowly. Inside, there was a small diamond ring.

I looked up at him, I could feel my jaw drop. "Will you marry me, Lily?"

HAHAHAHAHAHAH, I'm so evil! Cliff hangers rule! Well, they rule for me, but I'm sure that you probably hate me right now, but that's your problem, not mine!

That's probably the shortest thing that I've ever written on for this website, but I guess that you'll just have to live with it. Oh, yeah, if any of you have any ideas, please give them to me. Okay, and, if possible, say more than 'have lily say yes', because I am in control of her answer, but otherwise, I'm having really bad writers' block, so help would be (obviously) helpful.