Engaging

How Time Flies

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 wished that the honeymoon could have lasted just a little longer. But before she knew it, it was over and she and James were back home, joining the fight against her brother once more.

She nearly had a heart attack when Sara said that Peter was a great spy, then again when Sara told her that she and Sirius had decided to go slower, though Lily thought that they were too slow as it is.

In fact, Sara had told her that she and Sirius were going to call it off. They both knew that there was no way that they could carry on a relationship and a war at the same time.

But Lily knew better. She knew that Sirius would give up in an instant, but he stayed to fight for one reason and one reason alone. He knew that if he forfeited, then Sara would be left alone. He truly was fighting a war for the woman she loved.

And before Lily even knew it, six months had passed by, then seven, and eight.

She was at the end of her pregnancy and didn't even realize how time had seemed to jump away from her. The only thing that reminded her that time was so short was her greatly increasing belly size as the baby she and James had made grew inside of her.

Sara and James both fretted over her, Sara hardly leaving her, James never doing so. Sara forbade her from fighting, James, however, forbade her from moving. If she needed anything, he was the one who got it. This included numerous pillows and about fifty gallons of rocky road ice cream.

But even when he went off to retrieve her cravings, James never really left her. Sometimes he would use magic to split himself in two, sometimes he would play with time so that it seemed as if he had never left, simply appeared with whatever she required.

Their protective streaks mad Lily feel cherished.

Sara was constantly taking messages and dozens of owls. She was the one that everyone turned to in any sort of time of need.

But she was there the moment it happened.

Lily was getting up to go to the restroom and froze as she stood, her eyes wide.

"What is it?" Sara asked worriedly.

James stared at her as if his eyes were keeping her up, "Lily?" he asked unsurely.

Lily looked down, "It broke…" she said quietly.

"Oh honey, whatever it is we can fix it. Or get a new one," James assured her, nothing they owned was as precious as her.

Lily looked up at him with a funny look, as I she thought that he was going crazy.

Sara gasped, "Lily!" she said and hurried to her friend's side, causing the owl that was in her lap to screech and flutter to a perch on one side of the room.

"No, it's okay…" James tried to comfort the two women as they seemed to blow whatever it was way out of proportion, "We can get a new one…?"

Sara looked up at him with the same look Lily had just given him, "James! Her water broke!" she shouted.

It took a moment for the news to sink in.

But that was all it took.

A birthing witch was there in moments, and she and Sara took care of everything while James simply stood, holding Lily's hand in his, trying to breath for her, to sooth her, to comfort her, to make it easier and less painful in any way that he could.

And Lily didn't seem to take the labor well either. She heaved and huffed on the bed, cursing his name, blaming him for everything.

It was not a friendly home at the moment.

Then a cry came out and silenced the harsh words, but not the cries of pain.

Then it was over. The witch wrapped the crying creature into a blue towel and laid it in Lily's arms. "Congratulations, it's a baby boy." She said.

Lily looked into the baby's eyes as his cries faded, "Harry Potter." She said the name. A smile washed over her, and tears came to her eyes, this was what she and James had been waiting for, one little baby. And now he was here. Now he was going to stay with them and they were going to raise him and bring him up into the world. He was their first, but not their last. Immediately Lily wanted another one, but she would wait. For a while at least.

"Harry Potter," Sara said.

"My son…" James breathed in disbelief, he finally had a son.

Lily kissed the baby's head and held him to her, her arms gentle and protective.

"Welcome home."