A/N: Forgot to put a disclaimer on the first chappy: Harry Potter (that includes the fab four that is the Marauders!) does not belong to be, but belongs to JK Rowling and various other companies


Lily had dosed off in front of her favourite Muggle soap opera. James always teased her for watching it, after all she was highly intellectual and did not need such trivial things to waste her valuable time on, but Lily insisted that it made her life feel more normal and allowed her to remember her Muggle-roots. James had shrugged; Whatever, as long as I don't have to watch them with you!

And so that evening, Lily had settled down with a throbbing head and churning stomach for her daily dose of far-fetched Muggle-ness. It was, indeed, trivial…and she had soon fallen asleep.

A loud knock came at the door, startling her awake.

"Helloooooo," came a familiar voice through the letterbox. Lily glanced at the clock, 19:03. She threw her head back and groaned before rising from the sofa. The witch straightened out her crumbled clothes as she headed to the door.

"Oi…it's getting cold!" called another voice, and Lily rolled her eyes.

"Any more cheek like that from you, Mr Pettigrew and you'll be stood out their all night," Lily said to the door as she fumbled with the chain. She opened the door widely to see the three bachelor-Marauders huddled together on her porch. They were wrapped up well in cloaks and scarves. Peter even had a sheepskin hat, with flaps to cover his ears. Remus wore gloves, and Sirius blew into his own bare hands for warmth.

"Hello," they sang in unison and Lily had to laugh. They reminded her so much of carol singers.

"Well? Let us in, Evans. I'm freezing my bollo– I mean tail off," Sirius said with a grin, and hurried past Lily into the warm, cosy house. Once inside, the wizards shrugged off their winter attire and made their way into the living room. Sirius plonked himself down heavily onto the sofa, where Lily had sat moments ago. He reached for the remote control (or the 'button baton' as he liked to call it) and flicked the channels casually. Peter and Remus took a seat either side of him. A catchy jingle began to play and the three men bobbed up and down to it, clearly amused. Lily watched them in a mixture of scepticism and fear.

"I…I'll go put the kettle on," she said. The men nodded but their eyes never left the screen. When Lily returned, a new advertisement was playing and the men were singing along, Sirius the loudest, though they were uncertain of the words.

"Wow," Peter breathed as the advert finished. "Did you see that broom? It was like something out of the space age!" Remus and Sirius nodded to him, also in awe. Lily shook her head.

"It's not a broom Peter, it's a vacuum cleaner," she told them as she batted Sirius' feet from the coffee table in front of him.

"Wow," the three wizards whispered together.

"So, what's for tea Lils?" Sirius asked, his stomach overcoming his wonder.

"Well, I was going to cook but I've not felt so good today." Remus shot her a look of concern, Peter pouted in sympathy but Sirius' jaw dropped almost in annoyance. "So, I thought I'd call for pizza instead, how does that sound?" she asked, raising her eyebrows. Sirius broke into a grin.

"Lily, you're an amazing woman, do you know that?"

"Yes, Sirius."

"And I swear, if you weren't a happily married woman I'd claim you for myself…but I know you're happily married…in fact very happily married…Prongs shared with us the details."

"All the details," Peter piped up, breaking his gaze from the screen.

"It was almost pornographic at times," Remus said, and then went red as Lily blinked at him, her mouth open in shock.

"But you should expect that," Sirius responded.

"To marry one Marauder …" they chanted together.

"Is to marry them all," Lily finished, rolling her emerald eyes once more.

Lily phoned for pizza ("Don't forget Moony thinks he's vegetarian." "I am!" "We'll see, Remus, we'll see") and handed out the bottled beers to her husband's friends. Lily fetched herself a glass of water and squeezed onto the sofa in between Remus and Sirius. She laid her weary head onto Remus' shoulder and closed her eyes.

"When's our Jamie lad home?" Sirius enquired as he took a swag of his drink. He felt Lily shrug next to him.

"Dunno," she mumbled, her eyes still closed.

"Probably with his lover," Peter teased. "His mistress, his scarlet woman!"

Sirius sniggered and dribbled drink down his front, before scowling at Peter who was obviously to blame!

"Probably," Lily said sleepily. "That's just like James though. He's got two, maybe more women on the go at once, and here's you three without a lass to share between you." Her words caused a stunned silence between the Marauders.

"We have you," Remus muttered indignantly. Lily blinked up at him and flashed him a grin.

The doorbell rang and Peter leapt up with surprising speed.

"Peter will only run for food," Sirius mocked.

He shuffled back in, carrying three stacked boxes.

"One 'vegetarian'…until next week."

"Seriously guys, I'm sticking at it this time," Remus insisted with a scowl as he accepted his box.

"One…I'm not sure what this is."

"If it's meaty, it's mine," Sirius grinned and then wrinkled his nose. "Hey, how come yours is bigger than mine?"

"Some men are just blessed that way," Peter commented casually and Remus laughed. Sirius' face fell.

"Peter…humour…no! I mean your pizza."

"I'm sharing with Lily," Peter pointed out, and went to sit by Lily's feet.

The room fell silent as the men ate eagerly. Lily accepted a slice and then passed on the rest.

"More for you, Pete. I'm sure you're not complaining," Sirius said snidely.

"Are you alright, Lily?" Remus asked, after eying up a slice of Sirius' meat-covered pizza. The witch nodded and took a sip of her water.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm just a bit under the weather at the moment. Must be a cold or something…a tummy bug." Her words in the air, and Sirius dropped his half-eaten slice back into its box noisily. He chewed slowly and thoughtfully, unfortunately showing the contents of his mouth as he did so. A sudden grin spread across his face and he swallowed quickly.

"What's the date today?" he asked suddenly and received frowns in return.

"Uh…the December 4th," Remus supplied. "Why?" Sirius ignored his friend and turned to Lily.

"You must be on your period then?" he asked. Lily was taken aback. She went as red as her hair.

"Sirius!" Remus and Peter exclaimed together, wearing similar expressions of disgust.

"Do you know everything about me?" Lily snapped heatedly. Sirius nodded casually.

"Yeah, pretty much. Bra size: 34 B, a bit small for my liking but–" he gave a dismissive shrug. "Favourite alcoholic beverage: Pimms and lemonade, a classy lady. Favourite month: June, Merlin knows why!" He paused, looking smug. Lily blinked at him, apprehensively. "And…I do believe, Lily Evans Hyphen Potter, that you are with child."

Peter and Remus stared wide-eyed at Sirius and then turned to regard Lily. The woman gave a nervous laugh. Sirius raised his eyebrows questioningly. Lily looked down to her knees and gave a small sigh. She nodded slightly. Sirius saw immediately, and jumped up from his seat, sending pizza flying.

"Ah ha! I knew it!" When no one else spoke, the man felt foolish and sat back down, regaining his composure … and dinner. Remus blinked several times and then stuttered a question.

"Are…are you really…pregnant?" Lily nodded again and risked a brief smile. Remus pulled her in to a one-armed hug. "Well, that's great! Congratulations!"

"Yeah, way to go Lily. And Prongs too!" Peter said from down by her feet. "I assume he's the father." Lily jabbed a toe into his ribcage and he move away with a laugh.

"Bagsy Godfather!" Sirius shouted and the other two men groaned.

"Sirius, you can't bagsy something like that," Remus protested. "It will have to be Lily and James' decision."

"Yeah, and they'll pick me…because I bagsied it!" Sirius said hotly.

"Guys, guys. You can all be Godfathers," Lily interjected.

"Except for Pete, he can be a fairy Godmother," Sirius snickered, pushing his friend jovially to the ground. Peter grimaced but decided to take the high ground and say nothing.

"I can't believe Prongs kept this from us! What did he say when you told him?" Sirius asked excitedly. Lily's eyes flickered nervously.

"Well…"

"Whoooa, he doesn't know, does he!" Sirius grinned. "Oooh, bagsy I tell him!"

"Sirius!" Remus barked. "You bagsy anything once more tonight and you can go home!"

Sirius slumped back down into the sofa, putting his feet onto the table to bring his knees to his chest. He crossed his arms with a huff and glared at Remus.

"Thank you, Sirius, but I will be telling James…soon."

"Well…can we be there when you do?" Peter asked hopefully. Lily laughed but this worried her further. Did they, the Marauders, James' brothers, know how he would react better than herself, his wife? She swallowed and shrugged.

"We'll see," she said quietly.

Remus turned to Sirius, who was still sulking like a teenager.

"Pad, how did you know?" he asked, and Sirius sat up straight once more, with pride.

"Well, the soft drinks and the 'tummy bug' comment were major hints…but you seem to forget Moony, that when you three were at Hogwarts studying the Art of Magic…I was studying the Art of Women," he told his friend with a grin. "Women to me are like books to you," he tried to explain. Remus frowned, and began to retaliate when the sound of the front door could be heard ... James was home.