Thanks to everyone who reviewed for chapter 8. I really love all of your wonderful reviews
and I will try to limit the number of cliffie's and delayed chappies. Lol well please
enjoy chapter 9 and please review...
One more thing: one of my reviewers explained that sometimes it's really confusing
when I switch back and forth from couples, so I will put some kind of stars
to make it easier, and thanks for the heads up...
chapter 9 - A dose of reality
He did his best not to yawn, as he stood behind the golden statue of a lion. He had to
smirk , looking at the statue that stood for the famous Gryiffindor courage. For here he
was hiding like a scared little child. Truthfully james was scared, it was all to weird.
It boggled his mind how they had a child. He wondered if they were still together in the future.
He suddered at the thought.
James knew Lily wouldn't talk to him willingly , which brought to the reason he was hiding,
behind a statue. The common room was empty, leaving him with no entertainment of
any sort. He just laid his head on the wall and waited for her to come down. If he cornered her
she could'nt run. After a few minutes went by, he noticed her walking down the stairs.
Lily slowly headed toward the portait hole when someone grabbed her from behind.
She jolted around wand at the ready, coming face to face with James. Her eyes narrowed
"I thought I told you to leave me alone". Throwing his hands up in defeat, he sighed "Listen, I
know what you said" He paused long enough to take a deep breath, lord only knew how
she was going to react. "But there is something you need to know".
Rolling her eyes she leaned against the wall "If it's not about how to get home, not intersted"
"Lily" he groaned "We still don't have a way home yet, but there's another problem"
"And that problem would be?" she snorted "I have a son". He waited for her to speak
to say anything, she just stood there blinking at him, till finally her mouth began to twitch.
"You got to be joking, Why must everything be a joke to you potter? I swear you just can't
stop can you?" He struggled to keep from yelling at her "It's true Evans, actually I am him"
He watched as her mouth dropped "Yes Harry Potter is my son" Lily tried to get a grip
on herself, she couldn't as she shrugged. "Well I must admit, this is a shock. I can't believe
such an arrogant, self- centered prat like you, would even settle down let alone have a kid".
" I mean really your hardly the type that is responsable. Poor boy and what about the mother?
she must have been real hard up to pick you". Realizing she went to far she stopped.
She didn't mean to say such awful things, all her anger over the past couple days
had finally taken their toll. James was hurt, sure he could be a prat sometimes
but he would like to think he was a good dad in the future. Part of him wondered why
it bothered him what she thought. She didn't think he was good enough and it hurt.
She was his mortal enemy, this was why he hated her so, what made them change.
The more he thought about it, his hurt became anger. She went to far, first she insulted him,
then had the nerve to think he would just take it. She didn't even know the whole story,
but boy did she have another thing coming he thought as the smirk appeared on his face.
He laughed "Hmm does sound weird though, Me a wife and kid. I still can't believe it myself"
She coughed " Look this is your problem, not mine. So seeing this has nothing to do
with going home or me, I would like to get some food now". Lily turned toward the portrait.
James shrugged "Very well, go eat then, but I just thought you would like to know about my
son, after all you are his mother" "Heck if you look close enough you see he has your eyes even"
Lily stared at his eyes in horror, "No that's not true" she whispered. She had a son and it was
with james. This was all a dream she thought as the words played over and over in her mind.
God no) was all she thought as darkness took over. James barely caught her before she hit
the ground. Great he didn't expect her to faint. He picked her up and walked to the couch.
Laying her down he sighed, he was still mad at her, hell mad enough to leave her there alone.
Sighing once again, he placed the blanket over her and sat down in the armchair across
from her. He would just wait for her to come too, so they could talk. They would have to
come to sort of truce after all she was his future wife. As he sat there watching her sleep
he couldn't help but wonder how in the hell that came to be...
Sorry to leave it at a cliffe you guys but the next one will be out this week sometime.
Thank you for all my reviews and please review this chappie ...