A/N: sorry about the wait, studying! here it is, major cliffie!

disclaimer: not mine.

Chapter eighteen.

"I don't want you to go yet!" Lily cried, as she clung on to Harry,

"I don't want to go either, but I have to, it might mess up your pregnancy." Harry said, Dumbledore had told him there was another reason for him having to leave so soon.

"It's not fair."

"Come on Mum, we have to go or we'll be late." Lily let go; she reluctantly followed Harry out of the house.

When they arrived at Dumbledore's office, they saw someone they did not expect to see. Snape. The older version.

"Okay, I'll just get it for you." Dumbledore said, as he got up from his desk, and walked down into his sitting room.

"Hello Potters." Snape said coldly,

"Hello Snape, you're looking rather old today." James said; Harry stifled a laugh.

"Well at least I'm alive in my time," he hissed,

"Shut it Snape, that's going to change and you know it." James said in a venomous tone.

"Don't be so sure." Snape snarled,

"Why are you even here? Shouldn't you be off doing work for your master?"

"I don't have a master."

"I bet you a hundred galleons that you have the dark mark tattooed on your arms."

Snape had no time to reply for Dumbledore had just walked back into the office, and was now watching James and Snape glare viciously at each other.

"Here you are Severus." He said, ignoring the glaring and handing a dirty package to Snape.

"Thank you Professor."

"Harry," Dumbledore said, "You can travel back to your time with Professor Snape, is that okay?"

"I guess." Harry said, he didn't want to go with Snape; he didn't really want to go at all.

"Come on Potter, put this around your neck." Snape hissed, shoving something at Harry. Harry took it grudgingly and put it around his neck, half-expecting Snape to try and strangle him. He didn't though; he just put it over his neck and turned it fifteen times.

Lily watched her son disappear; she burst into tears as she saw him go.

James put his arm around her, "Come on, you knew he would have to leave you sooner or later."

"I know, I know." She cried softly, she couldn't deal with it at this time.

"Come on, let's go home." James whispered, "Thanks Albus."

"You're most welcome, and congratulations on the baby." He said,

"How do you know?" Lily sniffed,

"I know a lot of things, and James owled me yesterday." He said,

"Oh, how many people did you owl James?"

"Everyone we know, and more."

"Well, you must be a proud father." Dumbledore said

"I am!" James said happily.

When they got back to their house, Jen came over straight away. Lily wanted to finish planning the wedding. And she wanted to write her vows.

They decided that they would have roses for flowers and Lily's bouquet. Lily had asked Jen to sing at the wedding before she made her speech. Lily had always known that Jen was a great singer; so she reluctantly accepted.

They planned out the ceremony, and Lily wrote her vows, while Jen played with Ellie (Lily's new dog.)

"Jen, I'm finished." Lily said, holding up a piece of parchment. Jen jumped up from her spot on the floor and grabbed it off her. It took her about five minutes, before she looked up at Lily and said, "Wow. That's beautiful."

"Really?" Lily asked,

"Mm hmm." Jen replied,

"Great! Let's go dress shopping!"

"Okay!"

James was also trying to write his vows. He knew what he wanted to say; but he didn't know how to write it in words. He sat there, continuously dipping his quill into the ink. He wished he were like that wizard author guy, Shakespeare or something, who wasn't really any good at writing, but he just spoke to his quill, which wrote it down beautifully. But James didn't know the spell for that.

"Emma!" Sirius exclaimed happily, as he kissed his girlfriend. They had met at Langston Park, for their four-month anniversary.

"Hey, how are you?"

"I'm good, what about you?"

"I'm great!" Emma said,

"Come on, I want to show you something." Sirius told her, as he grabbed her hand and pulled her with him.

"What? Sirius, where are we going?" she asked,

"You'll see." He pulled her up a hill, and behind a very large boulder, two brooms lay resting against it.

"Brooms?" she asked, looking at the brooms,

"Only way to fly, and I don't like apparating to the place we're going."

"Where are we going?"

"Not telling. Grab a broom."

"But, I'm not a good flyer!"

"That's why your broom is magically binded to mine, all you have to do is hold on."

"Okay." Emma said uncertainly,

"Come on."

Emma mounted her broom, as did Sirius. Then with a sharp kick on the ground, they were off soaring high into the sky, with Emma clinging on for dear life.

a/n: THE FIRST PERSON TO GUESS WHERE THEY ARE GOING GETS A CHARACTER IN ONE OF MY STORIES!

It's a tough one,I know! But I need a name!

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