Chapter four.

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Father-to-be?

James was trying his best to move on. Sirius had hooked him up with a great new girl, named Annie. She was pretty, but not like Lily. She was Australian, she had brown hair, deep blue eyes. But she wasn't right for James, they had fun together, but 'the thing' wasn't there; and James wasn't even sure what 'the thing' was. It had been four months and 17 days since he last saw Lily, and Annie and James had been going out for almost three months.

"So Prongs, do you like Annie?" Sirius asked

"She's a great girl, but…"

"What do you mean but?"

"Well, I don't actually know."

" James, Annie's a great girl. You guys are a great couple."

"Really? You said that Lily's the on for me. I believed that."

"James; forget about Lily. Listen, I wasn't sure if I should tell you this but; One of the other Aurors, was on a job, in France. And he saw Lily, at a café, snogging some French guy. James, you need to forget about her, she's forgotten about you. That might be hard to take right now, but it's the truth."

"Yeah, I should forget about her, I like Annie, a lot." He did like Annie, but not in that way. He didn't want to forget Lily. Not yet.


Lily was moving on. She had moved to France and was working with the French ministry; she was getting her life back. She had a job she always dreamed of, she lived in Paris, one of the most beautiful cities in the world, and she had a great new French boyfriend, Luc. Luc was very different from James; he was a blonde, had blue eyes, he was smart, kind, serious and loved everything about Lily.

"Lily, I bought you some flowerz." He said in a beautiful French accent.

Lilies, my least favourite flower. It's so sweet though. Lilies are awfully expensive over here.

"Oh, Luc! Their beautiful, thank-you." She said as she gave him a soft kiss on the lips.

"I knew you would like zem." He replied as he smiled at her

Wow, he has perfect teeth.


"James!" Annie squealed

"Annie, how are you?" James replied as she kissed him on the cheek.

"Better; now that I'm with you!"

As they sat down at the café, a broad grin spread over Annie's face.

"What's up Annie? Why are you smiling like that?" James asked

"Well, the reason I asked you to meet me here today is; well…"

"Yeah…"

"Jamesie, I'm pregnant!" Annie squealed

"Are you serious?" James asked, he was stunned; he was 19 years old. He wasn't ready to become a father.

"Yes! Jamesie, you're going to be a daddy!"

"Great, I guess."

"It's wonderful, we're going to have our own little family. Maybe we should get married, what do you think?"

"I don't know, I'll think about it." James said vaguely.


"Sirius, Annie is pregnant."

"Oh my god, James. That's; not good."

"I know, and she wants to marry me. I'm not ready for this, I'm 19!"

"James, calm down. I think you need a drink, let's get you some fire whiskey." Sirius grinned.

Sirius and James apparated to a small pub in London and ordered two fire whiskeys. A young man about the same age as Sirius and James walked in and sat next to them at the bar. He had fair hair, brown eyes and was a bit taller than Sirius.

"I'm celebrating; you know." He said to James as he ordered a Butterbeer.

James nodded

"My girlfriend's pregnant." He grinned a stupid boyish grin.

"Mine too. But I'm not celebrating." James replied glumly.

" Her names Annie, she's an Aussie! I love her so much! I want to marry her, but she's going out withsome other bloke, you'd think I wouldn't like that; but I don't mind. I know the kids mine though, cos she's 3 and a half months pregnant, and they've only been going out for 3."

James had tuned out after he realised that Annie had cheated on him.

"Erm, Sirius I have to go."

"But we were going to drink Fire whiskey!" he whined, "James, where are you going?"

"France." He muttered darkly.


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