Chapter Three: You're Used To Doing Everything One-Handed
After another tiring night James woke up to bright sunlight streaming on his face. Lily was not beside him, so she had probably gotten up the last time Harry cried and did not go back to sleep. He sat up, yawning, stretching and falling out of bed all at the same time, and padded along to the kitchen where he found Lily feeding Harry.
She looked so beautiful, even when her long red hair was scraggely (?) and she had large bags under her eyes from lack of sleep. James stood in the doorframe watching her for several minutes before she felt his eyes on her.
Looking up, Lily smiled at him, her tiredness masked. "Would you like to make some breakfast, dear?" She asked, a yawn slipping through.
"Sure." He smiled.
Things were calm for awhile with all of them eating, until Sirius and Remus arrived and starting making noise.
When questioned exactly why they were there, they both answered wide-eyed innocently, "To build Harry's future tree house of course." while Lily rolled her eyes.
Sirius piped in, "We're even doing it the muggle way!"
James decided to help-more to supervise the two, but it ended up being quite fun, until he noticed Remus giving him strange looks while Sirius sang "Itsy Bitsy Spider" to himself.
James had no idea why he was on the receiving end of these strange looks-until a huge board collapsed on top of him, that he had been trying to hammer together. After examining it, he couldn't figure out why it fell.
"Try holding it-you need both your hands remember?" Remus slipped into his thoughts.
"Ha ha ha." James responded.
"Looks like someone's really adjusting to his baby," Sirius grinned, pretending he had even noticed.
Hey! Sorry about the very, very long wait-but I was actually a lot busier than I thought I was going to be. Next chapter should come sometime next week--I definately won't leave it for such a long time again, okay? Now REVIEW! ;)