Engaging

A Step Too Soon

Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me, they belong to J. K. Rowling. Except for Sara Sweets, she belongs to me . Author's note: This is based upon what I have taken from the Harry Potter stories, and is totally in my head. And I seriously believe that Voldemort is either in love with Lily or is her half-brother, so that is in this story. If you are easily offended by vulgar language or sexual content you should not read this fanficiton. Please review.

Lily wasn't telling him what was wrong. James watched her with worried eyes, something was bothering her. How come she couldn't simply tell him what it was?

"Lily?" he asked, stepping forward, his brow furrowed.

"James, I'm so sorry," she said, tears trickling from her pretty green eyes.

James immediately went to her and embraced her, soothing her, calming her. She had no reason to apologize to him, she never needed to apologize to for anything. She could never do anything to him that would warrant an apology.

"What is it baby? What has you so sad?" he asked as he stroked her soft red hair.

"James, I don't know if you're ready for this, it never should have happened so soon. It's all my fault!" she cried into his shoulder.

What had gotten into her? She seemed more emotional than usual. Was it because she was so nervous about tomorrow? "What is it babe, whatever it is we can work through it, I swear I will help, I will do all in my power to make it better." He whispered to her.

"James," she said pulling away slightly so that she could look up into his eyes, "James, I'm pregnant."

He stared at her for a moment, her words sinking in. She was pregnant.

"Well I hope it was half my fault," he said, a smile coming to his face.

She blinked up at him, "What?"

"You said it was all your fault. I think it's half mine too, if not all mine. I guess I'm the one who forgot to use protection." He said, tenderness in his proud blue eyes, he was going to be a father. He was going to be the father of Lily's child.

She looked up at him still, "You're okay with it?" she asked unsurely.

He smiled and picked her up, being very gentle as he carried her to a bed and laid her down upon it, pulling her shirt up to uncover her small belly. There was no sign of the baby but he knew that she was pregnant, she would not lie to him about something like that. Besides, she was more emotional than normal, it looked like she had been sick earlier, and she seemed to glow as only a mother could.

He placed his warm hand over her abdomen, it was his baby that would be inside of her. It would be their baby.

He reached up and cupped her face with one hand and brought his lips to hers in a gentle passionate kiss. They would be married tomorrow and no one but them and possibly Sara would know that the baby was a little before it's time. It was still their baby and would always be so, no matter how early it would be.

"What do you want to name it?" he asked into the corner of her lips.

"If it's a boy I want to name him Harry," she answered.

"And if it's a girl?" he asked, his other hand covering her abdomen once more.

"I don't know, perhaps you should pick the name. The baby is yours too, you should have some say," she answered her arms circling his neck.

He thought a moment as their tongues danced within each others' mouths.

"What about Bryttanie?" he asked as she arced into him, her hands finding his pants and unzipping him to pull him out and hold him in her hands, she may be pregnant, but that didn't meant they couldn't have fun.

"I like it." She answered, massaging him in her hands, liking the feel of his pumping blood in her palms as a pool of desire found its way into her abdomen. They were going to have a baby.

"Good," he said as he pulled her shorts down her legs and off of her body to let them drop to the floor.

"Harry Potter. Bryttanie Potter," she tried the names as he pulled her shirt the rest of the way off.

"I love you, Lily," James said as he went into her.