James left the wedding to find his bride waiting frantically for him back at the Potter mansion.

"JAMES! You're okay!" She cried, hugging and kissing her husband. "Lily, darling, I'm so sorry about all of this. I guess the wedding didn't turn out like we planned, huh?"

"On the contrary, no one was hurt, that I know of at least, and here you are, ready for our wedding night…" She eyed him in a most seducing way. "Oh, really?" He said back to her. He picked up his beautiful bride, and led her to the honeymoon suite just down the hall. They spent an amazing first night together as husband and wife.

About a month after the wedding and Death Eater attack, the whole gang got together to eat dinner at a nice restaurant in Hogsmeade. They all looked up from their laughter to see a grave face on their friend and mentor, Albus Dumbledore. "James, Lily, Alice, and Frank, would you please meet me in my office? Thank you." And he was gone.

The two couples entered the office with scared faces.

"Sit down," Dumbledore's grave face told them that the news he was to give them would not be good. He first looked at the Longbottoms, their faces very grave.

"I assume the information I have gathered is correct? You're expecting?"

Normally, this would be very happy news, but under the circumstances, and the missing twinkle from an old man's eye, this seemed to be very bad news.

"Is there something wrong with my baby?" Alice asked timidly.

"Not that I know of," he replied. "But I am here to discuss with you four a, ah, prediction, that was made earlier this evening. You see I am looking for a new Divination teacher. Of course, it is against my will that the subject continues at all, however, the ministry is insistent. Anyway, while interviewing this young woman, she made a grave prophecy. I have the complete prophecy here," he mentioned, pulling out his pensieve.

The two couples watched in awe, as Sibyl Trelawney rotated around the table, speaking in a threatening tone:

"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches ... Born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies ... And the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not ... And either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives ... The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies..."

"I understand the prophecy, sir, but what does that have to do with all of us?" Lily asked her old professor.

Dumbledore looked at the four of them, and said to them, "If my calculations are correct, I expect that your baby is due in July, Mrs. Longbottom?" Alice nodded weakly. "As for you two," Dumbledore motioned, looking to James and Lily, "I-" But Lily cut in.

"Am I pregnant too, Albus?" Lily looked very scared and weary.

"As far as I know Mrs. Potter, no. But, this prophecy does relate to you both almost completely. You are newly weds and you've defied him twice, yes?" James looked down. Dumbledore noticed.

"James? Tell me."

James looked at Dumbledore and started to explain that, "There was an attack in Hogsmeade a couple of weeks ago. We were all leaving dinner, when he and his Death Eaters attacked again. We didn't want to worry you more, so we kept it to ourselves. Not to mention, our parents died a couple of days later, and we just forgot that it happened…" He said, fading off.

"So, three times then. Wow. Well, I assume, Mr. and Mrs. Potter that there is a chance of this prophecy applying to you. Alice, there is no reason to not tell anyone that you are pregnant. To you both, just be cautious if you tell anyone about the prophecy. I am pretty sure that Voldemort hasn't a clue of this prophecy, and if he does, he doesn't know much. I warn you to be careful,"

He nodded to the 2 pairs and they got up to apparate.

"Oh, and Mrs. Longbottom?" He called, suddenly with a twinkle in his eye, "Congratulations on the baby."