A/N: Nope, it's not Rita Skeeter. As I mentioned before, it is a character from Lily and James: Their Story of Love who many of you have forgotten. I think I'll tie Rita in there somehow, but for now, this character will suit just fine. Nice guess though. I should have specified that it wasn't a character created by JKR. Thanks for the reviews. I have one last chance to update and I figured this one would be a good one to write for. So, do your thing and please review.

Catch My Fall

Chapter 14-Snapshots

Months passed slowly, creeping up on James without any hesitation. Lily was now five months pregnant and starting to show. The two of them did the best they could to hide it, knowing someone out there (most likely Voldemort) had it in for their baby.

As James had predicted, Lily did glow during her months pregnant. She smiled often, enjoying the atmosphere as best as she could. She wasn't always like that though. More times than not she was an emotional roller coaster. One minute she'd be screaming at him over the pettiest of things and the next she would be sobbing, begging him not to divorce. He was very much confused by this. He had no plans of leaving her, but for some reason, that idea sat firmly in her hormonal mind.

Alastor Moody didn't make things much better. As promised, he stuck Lily in an office and had her fill out paperwork. She would write down all the information acquired by the hands on Aurors, making her feel weak and low. She missed going out on the field. It was her job, her calling. Paperwork in a stuffy office was not what she had in mind. James insisted it was for the best though.

"For the best," Lily muttered under her breath one particularly awful day. "He's one to talk. He's out there doing his job. Prancing around like he's on top of the world."

Without any warning at all, she burst into fully fledged tears. Moody, who had been walking by her office, stopped in, knocking nervously upon the door.

"Evans, is there something wrong?" he asked her in his low, gruff voice.

She shook her head, waving him off, but he turned around when she yelled, "It's Potter!"

"That's right," he recalled. "You did marry him. Have to remember that."

"You came to our wedding," she reminded him. "That was the last time we were attacked. That was the last time I saw one of my best friends. She lost her baby. Will I lose my baby?"

She turned to look at him, her eyes red and blotchy. She was making him extremely uncomfortable. He was not a person who normally handled emotional situations.

"Um, no," he insisted. "You won't. Should I call someone?"

"Call Alice," she responded immediately. "I miss her."

"Longbottom?" he clarified. She sniffled, which he took for a yes.

He stepped outside of her office and used the secretary's phone. As he did so, his back was turned and a suspicious looking stout man, followed by a short, petite blonde woman, walked past Lily's office. They stopped, the man took out his camera, and the woman smiled deviously. Without Lily's recognition, they took her picture.

.X.

"So you're saying that it could be the Potter child or the Longbottom child?" the cold, deceptive voice of Lord Voldemort questioned from before a blazing fire.

"T-T-That's what I'm saying," Wormtail stammered. His palms were sweating and his eyes were watering more than usual.

"How am I supposed to know?" he barked at his servant. "Is there any way of identifying?"

"No," Peter insisted. "There isn't. Even Professor Dumbledore doesn't know."

"Dumbledore," Voldemort hissed. "He was the one who heard this?"

"Yes," Peter responded. "He told Frank and Alice, and then Lily and James."

"Well," Voldemort concluded. "Whichever one has a boy. Whichever couple has a male child, I will strike upon them."

"What is they're both girls?" Peter asked. "What happens then?"

"Only time will tell," Voldemort said in a finalized tone.

.X.

"James, I need to get out of this house," Lily complained. "I'm going crazy."

They were sitting at their kitchen table, finishing off their dinner, and Lily was pleading to take a walk over to Frank and Alice's.

"You know it's dangerous," James said soothingly. "We need to stay here. Dumbledore said only to work and home."

"It's only around the block," Lily argued, her eyes sparkling over to his. He couldn't deny his wife this one opportunity. "He doesn't even know about the prophecy. He doesn't even know I'm pregnant."

"I don't want this to sound shallow, honey," James started. "But you can tell you're pregnant."

"I know," she sighed. "I'll wear a big, big rain coat. You should do the same so it'll look like we just don't know what size to buy."

"If you insist," James said, grabbing a large rain coat out of their closet.

So, as they walked down the street, light raindrops pouring down on them, Lily looked happy. James was actually proud that he had taken the two of them out of the house. It wasn't healthy to be cooped up all the time.

"I'm scared," Lily said, holding onto his hand as they walked down the sidewalk.

"Of what?" James asked, looking around to see if someone was following them.

"Having a baby," Lily said softly. "Becoming a mum."

He tilted his head and smiled at her. "You'll be a wonderful mum. You've put up with me for about a year and a half. I imagine you can take care of a little me."

She smiled as they knocked on Frank and Alice's door. Alice opened it, holding a large boot in one hand.

"Come on in," she said cheerfully. "Frank, we have company."

"So you're not going to throw that at me?" he asked hesitantly. He eyed the boot in her hand.

"Guess not," Alice decided, putting it down. "Frank called me fat."

Lily snapped her head over in Frank's direction, appalled.

"I did not," Frank swore. "She asked me to make her banana split and I told her that it probably wasn't healthy for the baby. I didn't say anything about her being fat."

"It was your tone," Alice explained, making her own banana split. "Anyways, banana splits make the world go round. They have to be healthy for a baby. Want one Lily?"

"Of course," Lily said, smiling. "I'm starved."

"We just ate dinner," James reminded her, almost in awe.

"I am eating for two," Lily reminded him. "Anyways, today was a long day. I had five hours of paperwork to do. That Moody is so stubborn."

"He's the stubborn one," James muttered to Frank.

.X.

"Thanks for taking me out, Sirius," Lily said again as they sat in an all-you-can-eat buffet restaurant.

"It's the last I can do," Sirius told her. "You and James feed me about twice a week. I can't believe he has to work late today. Moody's working him hard now that you can't go out on the field."

The two of them had mounds of empty plates surrounding them. They had been eating for about two hours. The waiters were beginning to stare.

"I have to hand it to you, Lily," Sirius said, impressed. "You can keep up with me."

Another snapshot was taken as Lily started digging into a chicken leg.

.X.

"Something's going on," Fawn Daniels decided, looking at the pictures and trying to put the pieces together. "Is she cheating on him? This is that Sirius Black eating with her."

"You think she's cheating on him?" the photographer clarified.

"I don't know," Fawn moaned miserably. "I wish this all made sense. She doesn't seem like the cheating type."

"She might be pregnant," the camera man said in a slow, enunciated voice.

"Pregnant," Fawn mused. "I am a genius. That has to be it."

"And she's the reporter?" the man grumbled under his voice.

.X.

Lily and James had been sitting on their porch, enjoying the surprisingly nice March weather. They heard it first; the low grumbling engine approaching fast.

A motorcycle pulled up, James' best friend stepping off of it with a huge grin.

"Used most of my inheritance to buy this little baby," he said proudly, setting his helmet on the seat. Lily's face looked shocked and disapproving.

"Sirius Black, please tell me that is refundable," Lily said, stepping off of the porch.

"Nope," he said, even more happy with himself. "It's a beauty though."

"Wow," James said in awe. "It's so shiny."

He went to touch it, but Lily smacked his hand away.

"Do you know how dangerous those are?" she asked him.

"A lot?" Sirius guessed. "Just came back from Moony's. Took him and Katy for a little joyride. It flies so well."

"It flies?" James asked, simply ecstatic. "Take me, Padfoot. Take me!"

"Actually, I'm running a little tight on time," he said, seeing Lily's face contort into hormonal pregnant rage. "I just stopped by to have you look at this."

He whispered in James' ear, "When she's at work, we'll go."

Lily took the newspaper that Sirius had pulled out and gasped as she read the first page.

THE NEW ADDITION TO THE POTTER HOUSEHOLD

Written by Fawn Daniels, special correspondent.

It seems as if not everyone is completely honest with one another in our community. The famous Lily and James Potter have so sneakily neglected to inform wizards and witches of Lily's pregnancy. (See pictures below.)

Not only is she pregnant, but one can't be sure who the father is. As seen below, she is eating dinner with James Potter's best friend, Sirius Black. Whether these two have been cavorting around without Potter's knowledge remains to be revealed.

Lily and James are best known for their three escaped from He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. Tragedy has followed them day in and day out for the past two years. What lies in the future remains to be seen.

The pictures at the bottom included a sobbing Lily at her desk, Lily walking down the street in a very large rain coat, Lily eating chicken with Sirius, and many other small pictures to which didn't show Lily in a positive light.

"How did she do this?" Lily asked, staring incredulously at the paper.

"Better yet, how do you know her?" James questioned, looking at the name over and over again. "Fawn Daniels? It sounds so familiar."

"Indeed it does," Lily whispered.

A/N: Please review. Sorry it's short. I updated quick though!