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Hey guys! Wow! I got some great reviews for chapter one! I was so shocked to get so many!! Thanks so much guys. But here's Chapter 2! Not anywhere near as long as the first chapter – don't expect many of those! This is my normal length – over 5000 words. So yes – this is strictly Lily and James (and their families – but still – Lily and James) seeing as it's their story, eh? And it's fluffy! Oh the fluff! I hadn't written it yet when I posted last week, or even got it started – or hell I didn't know shit of what was going to be in it! But I think you'll like the result. So yes – here it is!
PS. About 3 or so people thought they were the first reviewer… that was pretty funny cause the one who was the first (penpunk) didn't even mention it! Sorry – had to say that. Made me laugh.
PPS. When Lily said that she loved Mr. Potter – it was him giving her champagne that made her say that… does that make sense? It's like when she said that when James first gave her some on V. Day, and later when she mentioned it with Sirius and James. See how James laughed? He found it funny that she didn't even realize that she said that… Ok- just a few people mentioned it, and weren't too sure what to think. Ok- I'm done. Enjoy the chapter!
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"Lily," Mrs. Evans called to her daughter from the kitchen, "I was thinking…" she continued as Lily walked into the kitchen from the dining room. "You stayed at the Potter's for a congratulatory dinner, correct?" She asked, drying her soapsud covered hands on the dish drying cloth.
"Yes mum, a few days ago." Lily replied, sitting at the kitchen table, fingering the large pink peonies in a centre vase on the table. Her mum had picked them from her expansive garden earlier that morning.
"Well, what do you say about the two of them – there's only two right?" Lily nodded and Mrs. Evans sat down in front of her daughter. "Well, what do you say about them coming over for dinner sometime before you go off to school?"
Lily's eyes went wide. They had only a few days until summer break was over. "Honestly? Oh mum that would be great!" She gave her mum a hug. "Although I don't know if Mr. Potter would have the time… if he works overtime, but he may be able to." Lily and her mum stood. "How early do you want them? Tomorrow?"
"They can come tonight if they so choose – it's only 9 o'clock, Lily." Mrs. Evans started looking through the pantry. Lily stood there watching her mum. Mrs. Evans looked up and smiled at her daughter. "Well, give them a call or whatever it is you do!" She laughed.
Lily snapped back to reality, gave her mum a huge grin and sped off to her room. "S'cuse me Petunia!" She yelled running up the stairs two at a time. She didn't hear what Petunia yelled, and was happy about that. Lily ran down the hall, past the bathroom, study and to her room, last door on the left, slamming it shut behind her. Psyche jolted awake, glared at the breathless Lily, and resumed her slumber with her head nuzzled under her wing.
"Don't fall asleep Psyche – you're going to have a job to do." Lily said distractedly, rummaging through her desk drawers for some spare parchment. Psyche ruffled her feathers and looked away. "You're not happy for a trip? Too tired?" Lily coaxed, choosing a falcon quill. "Or not just up to it?" She looked up at her owl. "You know, you seem to have gained some weight." Psyche screeched and flew to Lily with her leg out when landed. Lily chuckled. "I just have to write it quickly."
She sat down, dipped the quill and began her letter with a smirk on her face. If she was going to write James, she was going to have fun. Only two parchments later she was done and the parchment was rolled.
"You're going to be happy to go," Lily said cheerfully, "you'll see Cupid." Psyche jerked her bright green eyes to Lily and impatiently stuck her leg out further.
With a laugh, Lily set her out the window en route to the Potter Manor.
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James stood in his room looking at his reflection, newly tailored school robes on, complete uniform below, and his Head Boy badge, newly polished, pinned on his chest.
"I think I look good. Do I look good?" He asked Cupid who was watching atop James' headboard. Cupid hooted his approval. "Only two hoots?" He asked, hut. Well, as hurt as you could get from an ever naked animal judging your attire. "I would say at least four." James continued, buffing out his chest, letting the late morning sun glint off his badge.
"I would have to agree with the bird, James." Mr. Potter amused from the doorway. James dropped his chest. "They have better vision."
James gave his father a sarcastic laugh. "Owl's see well at night. Their day vision isn't the best." He looked at Cupid and stuck out his tongue. Cupid replied with a blink of his deep blue eyes.
Mr. Potter walked into the room and faced James, his back to the tall mirror. He fixed James' tie and straightened the badge, making sure to only handle the sides. He dusted off a bit of fluff from James' shoulder and moved so James could look in the mirror.
They stood side by side, Mr. Potter in his deep green work robes, and a few wisps of grey hair in his bangs. James in his black school robes, and jet black hair. Mr. Potter looked at James' reflection and smiled at his past; James looked at his father's reflection and smiled for his future.
Cupid hooted three times.
The two men looked at the bird.
"Really?" Mr. Potter asked, straightening his robes. "I thought combined we'd at least be an eight." He smiled to James. "Must be the daytime eyes." He looked back at Cupid who was preening his short tail feathers. "Ignore the hair – we're not going to attempt that feat."
Cupid brought his head back up, eyes wide (as they only can be) and started insanely hooting, bouncing up and down.
The Potter's smiled. "Alright…" James smiled. "I knew we'd get through to him some- ow!" James was cut off by talons, belonging not to his owl, cuffing him in the head. "-dammit!" He put a hand to the top of his head. "Well, we know why Cupid got excited…" James stated dryly, going over to the two barn owls that were preening each other's cheeks (A/N: Aww…) and took the hurriedly tied parchment off easily.
"And whose owl is that?" Mr. Potter asked, eyebrow raised from how Cupid acted upon seeing her (well he hoped it was a her) and how the two were acting now.
"Psyche, Lily's owl." James answered, not looking up from the letter he was reading with a growing smirk on his lips and twinkle in his eyes.
"Mr. Potter smiled. "Well, like wizard, like pet, hm?" He muttered. "Well, I have to go into the office for a few hours James."
James looked up; finally taking in the reason his father was wearing his work robes. "Why?" He was confused.
"Frank Longbottom finished his training and passed his test with flying colours along with his wife. There's a luncheon then we're going to have a few drinks-"
"But you'll be back for dinner, right?" James asked suddenly, shaking the parchment for his father to read.Mr. Potter took it and skimmed, mumbling.
"James love,
I miss you so much. Remember the time-"
"Skip the first paragraph." James said quickly, going pink and putting a hand over it.
Mr. Potter smiled and began the second paragraph.
"I can't stop thinking of you. Oh – also remember in Hogsmeade behind-" James had covered the second paragraph as well. Mr. Potter laughed and gave the parchment back to James. "Read to me what I can know."
James, now sporting a nice shade of magenta, tried to look his father in the eyes. Tried and failed. His father was too amused with the whole situation. "We are requested to join the Evans for dinner tonight or any other before school." Tried and succeeded. His father was mulling over his options. "And I want to go tonight." He finished stubbornly.
Running a hand through his hair, Mr. Potter sighed. "Alright, I'll just go for the lunch then. Write back quick so they can do whatever muggles need to do… I have to get going James." James smiled. "Tell them we'll be there no earlier than four."
James nodded and his father disapparated. Gathering his wits, James went to his desk, pushed away all his homework scrolls and letters from others, and set to work on his reply.
Fifteen parchments later (better than the 20 parchments the previous year), James was ready to send off. He looked to both birds. "So who wants to take it?" He asked. Both looked at him. "Oh fine, be lazy and get fat-" Psyche screeched louder than she did at Lily, but James didn't know that. With an angry ruffle of her feathers she took off and flew through James' window.
James quickly tied the letter to Cupids leg and sent him after the perturbed barn owl. He watched Cupid follow Psyche west, and easily catch up to the unladen bird. James furrowed his brow. 'Odd,' he thought, 'Psyche is usually faster than that…'
He shrugged his shoulders and walked back to his desk and picked up the clutter of parchment on the floor. Spotting himself in the mirror, he laughed.
"I should get changed…" he mumbled to no one, "… into 'presentable muggle clothes'." James thought aloud, going to his walk-in closet, thinking of what Lily wrote in her letter. "Presentable, presentable…" He muttered as he flipped from shirt to shirt, trousers to trousers. Finally choosing a nicely pressed outfit, James began to get ready. Sure there was over four hours to go… but that thought didn't press though his head.
All he thought was: Lily, Lily, Lily, Lily…
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Lily circled her rectangular dining table, draped with lily and petunia embroidered linen. She placed the good china plates and teacups for six places. She hummed quietly to herself, now placing the silverware down.
"What are you doing?" Petunia asked, her eyes wide and brain going over reasons to use the good dished and cutlery, and if she was told of any family coming by that evening. "Who's coming over for dinner?"
Lily looked up at her sister and smiled. "James," Petunias eyes grew wide and mouth hung, "and his father, the esteemed Mr. Potter, Auror, well respected by everyone. So I suggest you change into something nicely Petty, they'll be here in an hour or so."
Petunia stomped into the kitchen where her mother and the delicious aroma were. "Mother! Who's coming for dinner?"
Mrs. Evans turned - baster in hand. "The Potters dear. Now get changed, your father will be home soon. He, apparently, picked up something to help entertain our guests and us through our meal." She looked curious and partly nervous.
"I'm not staying for this! It's bad enough having one freak in the house! I'm not staying!" Petunia wailed, stomping her foot and storming up the stairs before her mother could get a word in.
"Petunia Natane Evans – you will attend this dinner tonight or you will not go to the cinema with that boy next weekend!" Mrs. Evans yelled from the doorway of the kitchen and hallway, looking from behind the stairs. Lily heard Petunias muffled scream.
"Mum, she doesn't have to stay." Lily said, walking from the other entrance to the kitchen, from (where else?) the dining room.
"Of course she does, dear." Mrs. Evans said distractedly, going back to baste the roast chicken. "I'll not have her skip an important step in your life."
Lily didn't know whether Mrs. Evans meant her getting Head Girl or having James and his father over to the house and dinner for the first time. She felt she didn't care for Petunia to celebrate, and possibly ruin, either. She settled for appeasing her mum who was, after all, throwing a little dinner party for her and James.
"Sure mum. Look, I'm just going to get ready." Lily concluded.
"Alright, your father will be here any minute." Mrs. Evans turned her head to Lily and smiled as she put the chicken back in the oven.
Lily walked up the stairs, intent on getting ready for her boyfriends arrival. What she didn't intend was to talk to Petunia.
"Lily." Lily turned around and saw Petunia half in the hall from the bathroom. "I don't want to be here just as much as you don't want me here, maybe more. So do me a favour and tell the freaks not to talk to me. I've met them, and that's it."
Lily looked at her sister, he face showing no emotion. "If that's what you want Petunia." She said monotonously. Lily turned back around and entered her room, shutting her door slowly, yet firmly. She kept her hand on the knob and other hand half on the doorframe, and door. She stared at nothing. "Then that's how it'll be."
She got changed, did her hair the way she knew James liked it (down with a few locks lightly curled), and put on a light layer of make up. With a smile and better mood, Lily made her way downstairs to see what her mother reprimanded her father for, half an hour earlier.
Lily turned left when she reached the bottom of the stairs, (if she had looked right she would have seen what the scolding was all about) made her way down the hall, and into their kitchen.
"What was the yelling about earlier?" She asked, running a finger around the edge of a custard bowl. "What'd dad do?" She sucked on her finger.
"Hands out of your mouth when you talk, Lily." Mrs. Evans admonished without looking at her daughter. "And you didn't see it when you came down? Nearly broke you father's back trying to bring it into the house…"Her interest now peaked; Lily took one more finger full of custard and walked through the dining room to the adjoining family room. Lily stopped dead in her tracks.
"Daddy you didn't?" She asked in disbelief. Her father looked up with the biggest boyish grin on his face that she had ever seen. He nodded at her animatedly. With an excited squeal Lily ran to her father who was unpacking some electronics from huge cardboard boxes and gave him a hug. "You are so cool!" She clapped and looked at the wooden speaker that was already unpacked.
It stood to above her waist, reaching 3 feet and went about 2 feet wide. Mr. Evans had unpacked it and the record player already and was now working on the other speaker, cutting the cardboard from around it.
"Sorry I'm doing this right now pumpkin, but I just can't wait to get it set up." He said seriously, standing and gazing at his new stereo. "Ok, one speaker will go there-" he pointed to a corner by the window that faced the front yard, "-and the other there." He pointed to the slender wall that separated the living room from the dining area. "And then I'll just switch this," he patted the new record player, "with the old one there. The wire will have to go over the fireplace mantel, but that's ok…" He sighed in happiness, green eyes glazed over. "I don't care what your mother says, she'll love it when I'm done. Love it." Pulling his pants up slightly from the knees, he knelt down and began untwist-tying the wires.
Lily shook her head and began to leave, but spun back around when she felt the slight rumble from the fireplace. Her father, ignorant of anything other than his new stereo, didn't notice James stumble out.
"James!" She ran to him and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"Hello Lily-" with a pop, Mr. Potter appeared beside him.
"Ah – I made it! You owe me a galleon James." Mr. Potter smiled cheekily and poked his son on the chest. "Even without being here before, I made it in one!" Both him and James just noticed the pile of Styrofoam, cardboard and odd looking wooden boxes… and a slightly balding blond haired man amongst it all.
"Well…" Lily wavered, following their gaze. The two Potter's looked at her. "Hello Mr-" Mr. Potter gave her a pointed look, "-er… David."
He smiled at her. "Hello Lily." His eyes flickered to the clutter on the floor.
"Er, right. Dad?" No response. "Daddy." He looked up and jumped seeing two more people looking at him – neither he'd met before.
Mr. Evans stood quickly and wiped his hands on his thighs. "Sorry about that, Mr. Potter, and – James – is it?" He put out his hand and Mr. Potter shook it with a smile. "Jason Evans."
"David Potter, and yes, this is my son James." Mr. Potter nodded to his son, who shook Mr. Evans hand.
"It's a pleasure, sir." James smiled, trying not to laugh as Lily gave him a thumbs up from behind her father.
"Well, I'll inform Isabella that you're here…" Mr. Evans looked forlornly at his equipment that needed to be put together.
"No need Jason." Mr. Potter said lightly. "I'm sure Lily and James can announce out arrival. I would like to have a look at this… at this… what is this?"
Lily smiled when she saw her father's face light up. "Come on," she said quietly to James ("Well David, just kneel on the ground with me – yes like that…") "We can just leave them at it for a while." James nodded and followed her into the kitchen via the dining room. "Mum?"
Mrs. Evans turned around and beamed at James when he stepped in. "Oh hello James!" She threw her oven mitts onto the counter and walked over to James.
James put out his hand. "Hello Mrs. Evans."
"Oh call me Isabella!" She gave James a hug, which he received awkwardly. "I'm sure you can just call my husband Jason, if he was too occupied with that contraption to mention it…" She shook her head. "Well, I'm sure you want a tour of the house," she looked between the two and their clasped hands, "and some time alone." The two teenagers blushed. "I'll call you down when dinner's ready, shall I?"
"Thanks mum." Lily smiled, and kissed her mother on the cheek.
"Thank you, er, Isabella. Dinner smells great!" And with leaving a proud Mrs. Evans behind, they left through the other doorway.
They stole a quick glance into the living room and caught a snippet of the conversation as they quietly snuck to the stairs and went up it.
"And what's this?" Came Mr. Potter's voice.
"Ah yes, that connects the right speaker to the record player." Mr. Evans said, presumably hooking it up.
"And what does this –wire– wire do?" James shook his head when he heard his father's confused but excited voice, halfway up the stairs.
"That is an antennae for the AM radio."
"Ah… and this?"
There was a pause. "That's a twist tie."
Controlling her laughter, Lily held James' hand and played her 'tour guide' role if Petunia were to over hear. "That door is my parents bedroom, that there is Petunia's," she started walking down the hall, "closet, bathroom, this is the study." She opened the door and turned on the light. James walked in behind her and watched her hand leave the light switch. "This is where – James!" The light turned off, then on, off, on. "James, you've seen a light switch before." She sighed exasperatedly.
"I know… but they're so cool… or as Sirius said at Troy's – groovy." James smiled and walked further into the room, putting his arms around Lily's waist.
The room was the smallest of the bedrooms but was still quite large. Across from the door was a large window, and in front of it was a mahogany desk littered with papers, pens and books. A little green dome lamp sat at the top centre of the desk. The chair was the same green, with a matching love seat beside the door. The two opposite side walls were tall bookshelves, stuffed with cookbooks, entrepreneur and restaurant ownership books, etc.
"Nice." James commented, looking around. "What about the most important room in the house?" He asked with a sly smile and kiss on the neck.
"Oh, do you have to go to the loo?" Lily teased. She walked out of the room and let James do the honour of turning off the light. "And here, Mr. Potter," she said in a business-like tone, "is my bedroom." She opened her door, last one on the left, showcase style. "Tada." She led him in and closed the door behind him.
"I can't see." James said, looking around in the darkness.
"Isn't that the point?" Lily asked seductively, edging up against his chest. She heard James gulp and felt his heartbeat quicken. Lily laughed. "Here." She said normally, taking James' other hand and lifted it to the wall. With a flick upwards the light turned on.
James blinked and looked at the tan-coloured walls. Psyche sat in her cage, looking at them both by the window, mouse in claw (looking around James for Cupid.). To the upper left corner of the room was Lily's bed, foot pointing to the door. At the foot of the bed were shelves of toys, books and little trophies Lily had won. To the right of the door sat her oak dresser, beside it Psyches cage on a small round oak table, and then the bay window. To the right of the head of Lily's bed was her oak desk.
"That stain right there," Lily said proudly, pointing to the lightened patch on the baby blue shag carpet, "is where I dropped my glass of milk when the owl flew through my window to give me my Hogwarts acceptance letter." She led him to the bed. "And this," she sat him on it, "is where we will be until dinner." She finished, straddling his lap and kissing him.
James crawled backwards, Lily following him – still kissing, until he reached the pillow. He laid his head down, and Lily took off his glasses, putting then on her desk. Lily flattened herself against James, running one hand through his hair as the other went over his chest. James, too, had a hand tangled in Lily's hair, while the other held her firm on the small of her back.The need for air overtook them and they pulled back. James dropped his head down, his lop-sided grin ever present. Lily smiled and kissed his chin.
"I missed you." She whispered, moving down a bit and rested her head on his chest. Her head lifted and fell with his breathing and she watched her right hand entwine with his left.
James' other hand absentmindedly drew circles on the sensitive skin on her lower back. "I've missed you too, but at least we got to see each other over the summer a few times." He craned his neck to place a kiss on her head. "I liked your letter." He murmured.
A devilishly grinning Lily looked up at James' eager smile. "Did you now? How about you remind me what we did after our final Quidditch victory?"
James placed his hands on Lily's waist and slid her off of him, then lay above her. "But it's not raining…" He whispered, kissing her jaw line, and trailing down her neck.
"I really don't think we need to be outside in the rain James…" she murmured, keeping one hand on his shoulder and the other in his hair.
James didn't respond, but kept kissing down her collarbone and lower until he reached the 'low but tasteful' neckline. He moved his head to Lily's stomach, lifting her shirt up as he kissed from her sternum and down to her bellybutton. He stopped.
"James…" she whispered.
"Shh…" He put a finger on her lips. "I think someone's coming upstairs." He stood and lifted the groaning Lily within him. He fixed his shirt as Lily combed her hair. Lily ran her thumb around his lips, taking off any obvious lip-gloss. James found his glasses and Lily applied some more lip-gloss to her own lips.
Knock, knock, knock.
Lily quickly answered the door saw her mum standing there. Mrs. Evans quickly looked over them, approved, and sent them down.
"Now, I haven't called the others, so just say that you've been in the kitchen with me if your father asks, Lily." Mrs. Evans waited for them to quietly make their way downstairs before she knocked on Petunias door.
Lily and James entered the dining room through the kitchen and sat down across from each other. Mr. Potter and Mr. Evans saw this, and left the now assembled stereo to sit also. Mr. Potter sat by his son, and Mr. Evans at the head, Mr. Potter beside him, and empty seat Petunia would occupy.
Petunia walked in, said a quick hello to the Potters then avoided their eyes all through dinner. Mrs. Evans walked in with the roast chicken and placed it in front of her husband to cut.
"James dear, what ever happened to your neck?" Mrs. Evans asked, spooning some scalloped potatoes onto her plate later on.
Lily looked up and that's when she noticed them. Mentally slapping herself multiple times for never seeing them and just wanting to snog, she stopped cutting her chicken to await James' response.
"Er, well… there was this stray dog in some woods near our house, and I got a bit too close for comfort." Upon seeing Lily's shocked face, Mrs. Evans concerned one, Mr. Evans dubious look and Petunias scowl – he elaborated. "I got our House-elf too look at it and put some anti-septic potions on it. I can't even fell them anymore."
Lily gave him a look that clearly stated 'we'll talk later' and began explaining, to her family, House-elves, their uses, looks and magical abilities.
When all the dishes were cleared by Mrs. Evans and Petunia (it was Lily and James' special day, so she was forced to sit), Petunia excused herself from tea and left to the safety of her room.
"I would have brought some sort of dessert, Isabella, if I had more time, I'm terribly sorry." Mr. Potter apologized, pouring some milk in his tea.
"Nonsense – we invited you over to celebrate our children's appointments." Mrs. Evans gushed, smiling proudly at Lily and James. "Well, you two can go into the living room and chat."
"Yes, I doubt you would want to stick around us old folk." Mr. Potter teased as Lily and James excused themselves.
"Right in one, father." James smiled. "And don't worry, we'll be within your line of sight the whole time." They brought their cookies and tea and sat on one of the living room couches. "Alright, ask away." James said.
Lily sat cross-legged, her back to the armrest, facing the dining room. "Where did you really get the bite marks?" She questioned quietly, tracing her fingers over the four bite marks.
"Remus." Lily gasped and pulled her hand back quickly, mouth opening and closing. "Don't worry, though, he didn't know I was going to be there. I was a little late and he surprise attacked me in stag form."
Lily sighed. "So you're still human?"
James chuckled. "Yea… and my dad knows the same story that I told your family… so don't mention Remus." Lily shook her head. With a thank you he turned his attention to the music that was playing in the background, part way through a song. "Oh I love this song!" He stood up and took Lily's hands. "Perfect slow dance music." He pulled her close.
"James… parents-" He kissed her lips softly.
"Shh, they won't mind." He put Lily's hands around his neck and his wrapped around her waist. Sighing, Lily rested her head on James' chest, and her placed his cheek on her head. The music turned up and lights dimmed. Lily and James lifted their heads to see Mr. Evans sit back down beside his wife. Lily smiled to James and made a mental note to give her father an extra tight hug that evening before she went to bed.
I need your love,
God speed your love to me.
Lily and James spun slowly, in complete bliss with each other and their surrounding.
Lonely rivers flow to the sea, to the sea,
To the open arms of the sea.
Lonely rivers sigh, wait for me, wait for me.
I'll be coming home, wait for me.
James began to lightly sing the words into Lily's hair, swaying them to the music. Lily melted right there for him.
"Whoa, my love, my darling,
I hunger, I hunger for your love,
For Love. Lonely time.
And time goes by, so slowly,
And time can do so much
Are you still mine?
I need your love…"
James held her tighter and kissed her head.
"I need your love.
God speed your love to me…"They slowly stopped turning and James pulled back a bit. "I love you Lily."
"I love you too James." She reached up as he bent down to deliver a soft, sweet kiss. They both broke away, smiling like the lovesick idiots they were.
"Want to go outside for a minute?" Lily asked, still wrapped in James' warm embrace.
"Sure." They broke apart but kept an arm around each other's waists.
"We're going in the front for a bit, ok?" Lily called to the parents as they left the living room for the front foyer. The parents called their approval and went back to their own conversation, which was, coincidentally enough, about Lily and James.
The two teenagers mentioned above put their shoes on and stepped out into the warm summer's night. Together they sat upon the Evan's stained oak porch swing. They swung back and forth together, arms wrapped around one another for warmth and comfort.
Lily brought her legs up and leaned them against James' stomach. She nuzzled further under his chin, letting out a soft, placid sigh. "I don't want this to end…"James kissed her head and brought her closer still. "Neither do I. Curse the school system for splitting our dorms…"Lily laughed and looked at the star-speckled sky. "There's Sirius."
James jumped off the bench (making Lily fall across the seat) and looked around. "Where? The bloody bastard found me!" He stood, looking down the walkway and street.
Lily wasn't sure whether to laugh, hit him or sigh. She decided to laugh. "No you nitwit – the star." James, blushing, sat back down and put his arms back around her. No use – the mood was ruined. "Honestly James…" He laughed.
The front door opened. "Is everyone decent?"
The two rolled their eyes. "Yes dad." James answered.
"Good." Mr. Potter poked his head out. "We're laving now son, come on." Lily and James groaned. "Oh come on – you'll see each other in a few days, and I daresay have a whole lavish compartment to yourselves!" He added with a wink. "I'll be waiting by the fire, James." He closed the door.
James and Lily stood and shared a long kiss – one they couldn't broadcast before their elder lineage. They walked back in and James Flooed and Mr. Potter disapparated home.
"Well, we'll have to have them over again, won't we?" Mrs. Evans said, looking from her husband to youngest daughter.
"Yes, I'll let you throw a party, love," Mr. Evans began excitedly, "and we can use my new baby – Delilah."
Lily rolled her eyes and left to go upstairs, her parent's voices echoing behind her.
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Ok – we're done Chapter 2!! I really hope you liked my chapter of pure fluff and cheese. Mmmm mmm good! Next chapter we'll be rejoining everyone! And guess what else? Some special time with Sirius and his thoughts! I can hear you now: "Ohhh… Ahhh… Sirius time…" He's much deeper than we ever could have imagined… (*laughing* Sorry – did I say that? Remember… he is slow…)
And thank you to all the amazing reviewers!!!
penpunk: Congrats on being #1!!! You didn't get the names at first? Have you seen Moulin Rouge! before? It's mentioned there often – but it's really from the song 'Nature Boy' by Nat King Cole (originally). Yes, updating every week is good – I hate it when people don't for a while. Put an Author's note up if you're not gonna, eh? Thanks for the review (and for being #1!) and I'll see you in a review!
GreenEyedPickle: You can do a celebratory jig for being the second reviewer, and a long one at that! I love how you put together the 'Jen and Remus' pairing there. See, I'm not completely like Jen, so she's not really taken from me – but I'm in love with Remus. So typing 'Jen and Remus' all the time feels so good – and so right. *lol* And have you noticed all the more fun I've had with them and their snogging sessions? *LOL* Love it! Anywho. And I can honestly say that I've never spelt his name backwards. Although mine is Ynnej if you want to have fun saying that. (Yen-nidge) Odd. And with Peter… ok – let's start explaining. ;) (go you for mentioning mstt!) The reason I had Peter join was to get his grandfather off his case, free his mum, and get himself anything else he wanted. Cause really, with your parents the way his were (dead or crazy) and an abusive guardian – you're not too good up in the head. And all his life no one and nothing helped him with either of the things the Death Eaters did, eh? No one could help his mum (except with dark magic, presumably) and no one on the good side could do anything with his grandfather (call it pride that Peter didn't want to fess up to anyone and go in a foster home) so he did the ultimate thing. It worked quickly, but now he has to pay the consequences. The Malfoy chick was just dumbing down his self-esteem and making sure he stayed and not go squealing to Dumbledore. Well, I think I'm done! Thanks for that though! Anything else you feel iffy on, or just plain hate – tell me! Thanks!
song*breeze: Heyloheylo! Ok – so yes… I don't know what to say to your review *lol* but I'll try! And when I checked out Ruskabyte's latest chapter, I saw that your name, indeed, wasn't there! Make sure your reviews are going through. Don't know why they wouldn't – but check his reviews anyways. Thanks for the review!
LizMarauder4eva: I really do think I'd laugh my ass off if you were my friend… (*sighs* Oh Liz – will you ever learn! (my friend Liz) But yea – pretty huge chance you're not, eh? Besides, if she saw my bio – she'd know it was me by the tattoo mention! And yea… this chapter wasn't as long, but it was still good, right? I think the next will be longer than this one… actually – I'm positive it will be! And I have had you on my list… maybe your inbox has been full and it didn't go through? Sometimes it says that and I just forget to resend it later on that day… sorry if that happened! Oh yea… Dumbledore's reply… I think I'll throw that in the next chapter… but watch me forget, eh? Ah well. Thanks for the review!!! :)
Beaver Buddy: *looks around* Actually – you're not the first. :( And yea – I thought for a while about what James would say. What would be believable other than 'I got bit by a werewolf' right? Nothing really – so I kept it with the dog species. Thanks for the review!
rons-babe: Glad you liked TGTYEL enough to stick with this. ;) I know what you mean about wanting to kill Peter. I also want to kill off Petunia… just to save little Harry. I enjoy Jen and Remus too (maybe that's because my name is Jen, and I'm in love with Remus;)) but with Sirius and Arabella… that will all be evident some… time. Not too sure. And I would hate school if I was in it still. Muahahaha… thanks for reviewing!!
shortydork: Yes you're right with the names for my stories! :) Yea, Orion took the rest of the time off I guess… when I write Sirius and Jen at King's Cross I'll make a mention of it, of course! And I hope their 7th year will be interesting!! Thanks for the review!
mugglewolf: Thanks! I did like the chess part… and your brother is insane? *sighs* Aren't they all?
Kool Aid: (I just want to say that you have a great name!!) I love it when you guys say you were excited to see the sequel up!! Thanks for the review!!
everblue3: Giving Lily tea isn't cheating!!! You know, as I mentioned above, Lily doesn't really love him… just that he gave her champagne. Call it an affliction of hers. I enjoyed writing everyone's summers. I have to say that I enjoyed writing Peter's the most. Odd, isn't it? Out of everyone – oh! And Remus'. I like writing him transforming, and thinking like a werewolf. But back to Peter – I just loved picking at his self-esteem and being evil with the Malfoy chick for a bit. Damn fun. Putting James with Remus was a last minute idea. It was just going to be Moony, you know – the self mutilation and 'oh-we-feel-bad-for-Remus' part of the chapter – but I like it better with James! Anywho – thanks for the review – like always!!
sayuri: *lol* You're using groovy now? That's hilarious! Thanks for the review!! And for you second review – yes! I'm getting so many more than I ever expected for chapter 1!! And they keep coming!!!!
Lily Smith: Yes! Hearth is written! Music practice, eh? What instrument? (and no, I know nothing about them, but I'm interested to know what you play!) Thanks for the review!!
mystikalolo: Aww! Happy you really loved TGTYEL and this one so far! *claps hands* I'm on a favourites list!! WOO!! Thanks for the review!!
Vega Black: You wonder what's gonna happen this year?! I wonder what's going to happen this year! I'm winging it… really. I have a few ideas on the go, and know that I want a Quidditch game or two… but then it's all free sailing from there! (I'm not one of those good authors who 'map' things out before hand!) Thanks for the review!
Feyla: Yes, James was bit by Remus, but in PoA (if I recall correctly from the 4 times I've read it *lol*) Remus said that, as animals, they couldn't be affected by a bite – otherwise they never would have done it if there was a slight chance of them getting turned into one too, eh? Lily crazy? When was Lily crazy? Right – thanks for the review!! :)
LadyArwen: Thanks! I think I have to try to make them a tad bit more mature, eh? At least the girls. ;) Conflict, eh? You mean with Voldemort or between characters? I have a few things up my sleeves to stir things up in the outer Voldemort area. And yes – Romulus will have a bigger part thanks to you! :) I'll give you props for that (dear God I hope I remember… I'm bad with these things) when it comes! Hm… I won't go to the States for University/College. I want to stick in Canada, no $$ changing or any extra tests to take to get in. No thank you ma'am! But thanks for the review!!
Agent AAA: Aw – thanks so much! I liked the first chapter, and love that so many people seemed to love it too!! Ok – I really do wave at the computer screen (call me what you want – but I do!) so you people better be doing it too!! *lol* Mervin is from 'Robin Hood Men In Tights' with the bishop/priest dude marrying Maid Marrion and the Sheriff of Nottingham. Great movie, and one of my favourite parts! Actually – you're the sixteenth! Thanks for the review!
SiriDragon: Aw… leave a long review this time? *puppy dog eyes ruined by the fact that Lamina is laughing* Ah well – it was worth a try, eh? Thanks for the review!!
~sundust~: Hello! A few people have mentioned that most sequels don't live up to the originals! I'm so glad all of you think mine does (and a few think it excels over the other!). Oh I'm glad to keep my title for so long, and for many moons to come! So… with this book – could I get Order of the Phoenix? It would be beautiful if I could… *sigh* But still 90 days left!! Thank you for the lovely review!!
running-out-of-ink: Glad you liked my chess game. ;) *lol* You literally had me in giggles when you said you were jumping and dancing around! Won $2 in the lottery? I won $5 my first time when I turned 18! I think that's the least you can win in the one I was playing… I'm glad you like this so much!! Thanks for the great review!
magnolia: Thanks! Not much to say. :( I don't evoke a passion in you to write 10K reviews? *cries* Anywho – I'm joking! Thanks for it!
Snuffles 55: Oh I get so excited when people say that the first chapter was so good – going onto greater things in the sequel! Let's hope I can keep that up, eh? *lol* Yea, I do have a lot of requests for people to do characters – I think you're 6 on my list or 8 to go up at some point! But that's fine – perfectly fine! Glad you're enjoying it so much! Thanks for the review!
Star: Aw – happy the writing didn't suffer in the sequel! Happy you love it – and thanks for the review!
blueskywillow55: You waited all week – all excited it was up? I guess I'm a very rare author on this that keeps up with her updates, eh? Lots of people have said they enjoy me updating weekly (and sticking to it) and that I got this up so fast! And this is so much more fun than Religion, eh? You know what, you're the FIRST one to mention Carl at all!! At all!! Go you for that! I totally didn't notice putting a couple Sirius references would mean much… but I guess they do in the long run, eh? And you think Carl is shady, hm? Interesting… *evil look that doesn't really mean anything… just enjoying that you're the only one looking into his character* Well, thanks for the great review!!
squirt12c: Thanks! Happy you like it so far!
snowflake: Oh thanks! I never really thought that by writing this, I'd write so much, into such detail and have so many people reading and enjoying it! That was a shock. Yes I do love Moulin Rouge! and just watched it a few days ago (again – cry every time) and I felt so special every time they said the titles to my stories! Yes – Canada, born and proud! (Although I'm half Irish and Croatian – therefore had a grand ol' time Monday for St. Patrick's day!) Thank you for mentioning the titles for my chapters! I always try something… I don't know, cool or something for them! Thanks – I loved your review!
Alej: You read them in one sitting? How long'd that take you? Really – I want to know! I can't believe you never liked MWPP (mstt) fics before! They're my favourite… probably cause people can't really mess up my ideas of a character that's set in my head (ex. Harry, Snape, Hermione, Remus and Sirius as adults) and how I like them. Thanks for the review!
Mervin: *LOL* Great, just great sign in name. So you're 'British Anonymous' last time? Ok… you going to sign in with something different every time? Make sure you tell me, k? *lol* That was a fun review, thanks! Happy you liked it!
FrogOnFire: Oh I'm happy you loved TGTYEL! *laughing so hard* Oh you love me! *sniff* That is so sweet! Love your name, too. Thanks for the super review and the love!
Amethyst: I was wondering when I'd see you!! Thanks – I like Romulus too. Seems fun, laid back… likes beer. (lol) That's always good, eh? Peace! (groovy) Thanks for the review!
Jess: Oh I'm your favourite MWPP (mstt) author! Ok – and I answered your (and other's) questioning about Lily and her loving Mr. Potter. I've said to me friend's parents before… like, when they remembered my birthday and popped into my work and sang me 'happy birthday' and gave me a card and rose! That was the sweetest! Oh I love my friends mum!!! Aw, sorry about your dad being gone – I do know how you feel though. My dad works in NY Monday to Friday, and then comes home (to Canada) every Friday night, and leaves Sunday evening. So I don't get to see him for even 48 hours cause he gets in late and leaves early… but I guess that better than having no dad, eh? I'd hate it if he left us or died… ANYWHO! Onto happy topics! I don't have the Evanescence cd yet – it doesn't come out till April 1st here in Canada! Dammit! Glad you liked Mervin – I enjoyed writing him. Thanks so much for the review!!
Karrottop: You're the first to mention Ara and Sirius' first kiss. ;) I just popped it in… I was writing about her first kiss and thought "Why the f*ck not?" Happy you like my characters (well, the canon ones) for being how you 'envisioned' them or whatever the word is I'm looking for… And I agree – there is no such thing as too much Sirius. Thank you very much for the 'splendid' review! (Don't ask about the '' everywhere… I like them)
puddy123: THANKS FOR THE REVIEW. Sorry – had to… you know, in your review it was caps… ah- never mind. Thanks for the review, and I agree that Robin Hood Men In Tights is a great movie!!
Clearbrook: Aw… the best? People have said that, but I can throw out a couple that I think surpass mine ;) (ok, so more than a couple) but thanks for the huge compliment! Happy you enjoyed TGTYEL – and the first chapter for IJTL so far! Thanks for the review!
Nicole: Thank you! Aw… Jen and Sirius put tears to your eyes? Aw – I didn't think that part would, but people said they did. Did you cry when Donna died? Lots of people cried for that one… Anywho – thanks for the review!
CF1 and CF2: ;) And yet another knowing what the third instalment will be called! I love Moulin Rouge! too! Although it's really from 'Nature Boy' – by Nat King Cole… but everyone (and I mean everyone) links it with MR. Thanks for the review!
Anonymous: Here it is! I don't post until around… 11am Eastern time. So it's up about 1 or 2 pm Eastern.
And did anyone review TGTYEL? Yes some did – and here they are: ozzie (thanks so much for them, and happy you like MSTT ;)), love-ends-with-hope (*lol* Yes, I think that was peoples favourite chapter.), mystikalolo (ooo – you get one here too! :)), magnolia (I really didn't think anyone'd like the Oompa Loompa thing…), Kit-Kat [when you get here (and I hope you find this…), I think I knew the 'Arabella' thing… not when I wrote it, but I looked it up], fredngeorgegirl (*lol* you wrote 'god' work – instead of 'good' work. Well, thank you kindly for finding my writing godly!), FrogOnFire (*lol* you impatient people! Yes, yes – here it is!!)
Well, review and I'll see you guys next week where we rejoin everyone at King's Cross and on Platform 9 ¾ and the Hogwarts Express! And if you want to be e-mailed when I update, leave your e-mail and tell me that you want to be added cause some people just want to be e-mailed for the hell of it! Ok? Thanks guys!
Hey everyone! Poll time!! (I really want to know what people think – so please do this for me!) Ok – I want to know who thinks James' animagus stag is like a normal stag (brown) or the patronus stag (silver/white)? Cause we all know some people make him a rare silver/white stag in some stories: So what do you think?
Brown or silver/white?