Chapter Eight
DC: I don't own Harry Potter
Madame Pomfrey allowed Sirius to stay in the Hospital Wing along with Lily. Lily was fine. She just overexerted herself somehow. James and Remus were relieved. Sirius was still a little sick from the sight of it all to really pay attention.
By the next day they were all feeling healthy, and the Professors were feeling better too. So everyone was on good terms. But not the weather. It was raining outside, and there was no chance doing anything out there.
"So…" Sirius said. The four of them were hanging out in their room. It was closing in on Four o'clock. "What do you want to do for the rest of the day?"
"Is there anything to do?" James asked.
"We've played ourselves out of chess. I'm growing a little tired of it at the moment." Remus replied. "But that doesn't answer your question."
"Can we cook?" Lily asked. "I've always wanted to cook."
"What's up with Lily and food?" Sirius asked James. James shrugged.
"But that is something to do…if only we had a kitchen." Remus said.
"Do you think Dumbledore knows where a kitchen may be?" Sirius asked.
"Or better yet, there is the room of requirements…"
"I want to cook for Grandpa and Grandma too!" Lily said. "Let's go see if they want a special lunch!"
And so it began. James, Sirius, Remus, and Lily traveled up to Dumbledore's office. He said he thought it would be a wonderful idea. He would tell the house elves that they didn't have to do lunch, and they could take their time making whatever they were going to make.
So now they moved onwards from Dumbledore's office to the seventh floor. There was that tapestry with the invisible hidden door. James walked back and forth in front of the tapestry, thinking hard on what he wanted the room to be.
When he looked behind it, there was a door. He had done it right, and the three of them hoped that inside would be a good working environment.
James opened the door to find a table and chairs, some counters, a basket full of ingredients, and all sorts of utensils. It was their own little miniature kitchen.
"Wow!" Lily said. She rushed over to the counter. "Look at those knives!"
"Lily!" The three of them yelled.
"No knife touching. Leave that to us, okay?" Remus warned.
Lily nodded. The four of them sat at the table, thinking what they could make for dinner. This was hard, because the three of them weren't really good at making anything. They sat there, just holding their heads in their hands, trying to think, when Lily said what she wanted to make.
"We should make pizza with anchovies!" She suggested.
"You like anchovies?" James asked. Lily shook her heads.
"People are evil for killing such little fish." She said angrily. "Where are those knives…"
"Hey, hey!" Sirius warned. "No touching the knives!"
"I think someone did something to her when she was younger…she loves violence." Remus added.
"Pizza sounds good…has anyone here, other then us, had it?" James asked.
They shrugged, but got started anyway. The basket full of ingredients was just perfect. There was bread dough, stuff to make sauce, pepperoni, fresh mushrooms, and cheese. A lot of block cheese.
Lily helped Sirius grate the cheese. Remus made the sauce, and James made the dough into little individual pizza crusts. There were seven people who eat at dinner, and so everyone was allowed three little pizzas.
"Hmm… Is anyone allergic to anything?" Remus asked.
"I don't know, but we ought to warn everyone first." James replied.
"A lot of cheese!" Lily said, sneaking a handful and shoving it into her mouth.
"Don't eat a lot Lily." Sirius warned. "Or you'll get constipated."
"Wuff wiz complantated?" Lily asked.
"Swallow before talking." James scolded. "And it's a…sickness if you eat too much cheese."
"Oh…" Lily said, making sure she swallowed. "Otay."
And now it was time to dress the pizza crusts. Lily had a fun time making her own two little pizzas. She also made a big mess while doing it. James, Remus, and Sirius watched her while talking and making the rest of the pizzas at the same time.
"Aw look at that!" Sirius said, pointing to Lily's 'pizza'. "She put the cheese on before the sauce!"
"You know what?" Remus said. "We've become more responsible. Well…some of us have."
"Yeah, James still blushes if Lily does anything!" Sirius teased.
"I meant you." Remus said with a laugh. Sirius elbowed him lightly. "But I am serious. We have…changed a little."
"Yeah." James said. "It's weird scolding little people, and it's fun doing things you haven't done in…well…years."
"Lots of years." Sirius added.
"By the way…" Remus said. "We should make Hagrid's bigger…"
"Yeah just two of these won't fill him up." James said. "Well then, we can either expand them with magic, or make two more bigger ones."
"Don't use magic!" Lily said. She was now pulling her food down the table for inspection. "I like the natural way."
"Okay then." James said. "The natural way it is!"
"Lily you might want to put some more cheese on it." Remus said.
"But then I'll get contemplated." Lily said.
"Constipated, you mean?" Remus said. Lily shrugged. "Well…you'll eat it like that, right?"
"Yeah! I'll eat anything!"
"Except for peas?" Sirius asked.
"'Cept those." Lily said, scrunching her face up. The three laughed, and then started putting the pizza's in the ovens.
Luckily the heat didn't kill them. They guessed the Room of Requirements didn't allow them to die. They found some cards in a vase that was in the room. The Room of Requirements really didn't want you to be bored either. They played a few muggle card games that they and Lily knew, to pass the time.
About forty-five minutes later the pizzas were done, and were cooling. They still had some time until they could go serve their dinner to everyone. Lily loved the smell, and could hear her stomach growling.
"My tummy's talking to me…" She said. "Is it time yet?"
"Almost." James said.
"You don't want to burn yourself, now do you?" Remus asked.
"You don't want that to happen, or else you'll have to go see the doctor." Sirius said.
"No…" Lily said. She sat quietly, poking her stomach to see if it would respond.
Five minutes later they were taking the pizza's down. The Room of Requirements also offered gallons of juice and little pizza carrying boxes. Remus went down to the kitchens to grab some cups, as the rest of them went into the Great Hall.
"What are we having tonight?" Dumbledore asked.
"Pizza!" Lily exclaimed happily.
"Oooh!" Dumbledore said with a smile. "No anchovies, right?"
"Right!" Lily said.
James and Sirius dished out the pizzas, and Remus came back with the cups. Everyone got settled and started to eat. It was very good indeed, and everyone ate every bite. The dishes cleaned themselves like they do every time, and they sat talking for a little bit.
Lily looked up to McGonagall. She had the sudden urge to ask questions. "I heard from Daddy Jamie that you're my auntie and mommy!"
There was silence. Sirius was covering his mouth, but tears were leaking from his eyes and he was shaking from the held in laughter. McGonagall blinked a couple of times toward Lily, then glared up at James. "What are you teaching this poor child?"
"Nothing, Professor!" James said. "Er…mum. She said it all by herself!"
"Minerva, it wouldn't be good to confuse the poor girl now." Dumbledore said. "It would just be good…to err…leave it be."
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James, Remus, and a laughing Sirius took Lily back to their room. It was going to be a calm, quiet, play a game of something night.
And soon after they were getting tired. Remus especially. He noticed that it was almost the night of the Full Moon, and he was starting to look a little sick.
"Er…Moony?" James said. "If you're…feeling sick…you should lie down."
"I should…but…" Remus said.
"Then go to bed, Uncle Remie!" Lily said. "If you're sick you shouldn't move around much!"
Lily then yawned. She was sort of tired herself. They put her to bed, and decided to make it another early night.
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Lala Rue here! And I am happy! I'm in the mood to write a Snape fanfic, even though I know what happens in the sixth book...
But I have a question. Who thinks Dumbledore isn't dead? I DO! (:I hold up two hands, and a leg:) I think he's alive and hiding somewhere. But you never know! There's a website called Dumbledore isn't Dead, and it has a very good theory about it.
My friend Megumi Ohira is making a fic called, "Mellinnium Killers' and it revolves around her own theory, which is much like that websites. I want to read it, but she's not letting me!
Ah well...I'll update soon if I can get some reviews!
Love, Lala Rue!