Whipped By Mrs. Lily Potter

By: neen

Author's note: The third volume of the 'W series' (Ways to Ask Out Miss Lily Evans and Winning Miss Lily Evans Over) is here!…what do you think?

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If you have not read Ways To Ask Out Miss Lily Evans and Winning Miss Lily Evans Over, please do so, because I will refer to some of the events that happened in there in this sequel! Once again, this is the THIRD VOLUME! Please go read Ways To Ask Out Miss Lily Evans and Winning Miss Lily Evans Over if you have not already!

Chapter Four: Baby on Board!

"Are you all right, Lily dear?" James asked his wife of now nearly nine months, looking quite concerned. "You look funny."

Lily was lying on the bed, squirming terribly, her eyes squeezed tightly shut from, without a doubt, horrid pain. "Hurts."

"What hurts, dear?" James asked patiently, sitting down beside Lily. "Head? Shoulders? Fingers?"

Lily had paled quite a lot. "Baby. Coming. St. Mungo's. Now."

"Oh!" James too, had paled considerably. "Right. Away we go! Hang on, dear."

James gently took Lily under the arms and he Apparated both of them to the wizarding hospital of St. Mungo's for an eventful day.

o.O.o.O.o

"I need a Healer! My wife's is going to have a baby," James blubbered out in a panic, looking around wildly for someone to help him carry Lily to the nearest maternity ward. "Someone please help us!"

"Right away, sir. Is she feeling okay?" A nearby blonde Healer asked quickly and magicked her into a bed at the next wing. "Any odd things happening?"

"She just said her stomach hurt or something," James supplied, looking helpless.

"Okay. Please stay here for a few minutes while we go assist your wife and get her settled in," the Healer said and left James to panic by himself. "You may come in thirty minutes later, but please do not bring any visitors, including pets."

"Mirror, mirror, where are you?" James muttered under his breath as he felt around his robe pockets for the special communication mirror that he and Sirius both owned. Once he got his hands on it, he quickly shouted into it, very clearly and loudly, "SIRIUS BLACK!"

"Right here—I'm right here," a picture of Sirius floated hazily into the mirror's surface, and the handsome wizard yawned widely, as if just called in the middle of a refreshing nap. "Wha s'matter? Shouting so loudly…my ears are almost deaf!"

"It's Liyl! She's about to conceive," James said, looking frankly, extremely anxious.

Sirius let out a loud chortle at this frantic comment of James. "And what do you possibly want me for? Sex tips? I'm sorry, but I'm not very educated in the area of getting a baby, seeing as I do not have double X-chromosomes in my DNA. Besides, isn't Lily extremely pregnant already? Don't tell me you guys are still going at it when she's nine months pregnant!"

"Er, what?" James asked, obviously not getting he had gotten his terms wrong.

"Conceive," Sirius said slowly, prompting James, who finally flushed a bright pink. "You said conceive."

"Oh. I didn't know what you were talking about…" James murmured, looking embarrassed.

Sirius shook his head, but quickly took on a more grim expression. "She's about to deliver?"

"Yes, that's it," James nodded, looking worried again.

"Right. I'll be there. There's no way I'm missing out on my godson's birth," Sirius said smoothly and the connection went blank. Sirius had already started to come.

Minutes later, with a loud scream, a Healer was roughly pushed aside as a big black dog with shaggy fur came bounding into the hospital like a rabies-infested animal, which no one knew about for sure, but...

Coming to a direct halt at James's feet, he let out a loud, joyful bark, and showed bright teeth and slobber at the corners of his mouth.

James rolled his eyes. "Let me introduce you to our son, Harry's, godfather, a dog."

Sirius narrowed his canine eyes at James and growled a bit, but seemed pleased at the title of godfather. Throwing himself at James's feet, he settled down for a nap.

o.O.o.O.o

Two hours later, Lily finally gave birth, with James watching at her side, and Sirius barking outside the delivery room angrily.

A mass of black, tangled hair, undoubtedly inherited from James, was the first thing seen, and when the baby finally blinked its eyes open, a beautiful pair of startling bottle green eyes appeared, courtesy of Lily.

"He's an absolute darling," Lily said, cooing at him.

The Healer's Aide stood by with a wand in her hand. "And what shall this baby boy's name be?"

James grinned idiotically as Lily said in a clear voice, "Harry James Potter."

The Healer's Aide used her wand as if it were a pen and wrote it in the air. The letters disappeared and the Healer's Aide stepped back, apparently satisfied. "Make sure you rest a lot, Mrs. Potter."

"I will, thank you," Lily said, smiling.

"By the way, could you please let that big dog in? I know we're technically not supposed to bring in animals, but I wanted my Harry to be associated with his—er, special pet." James asked of the Healer's Aide, who hesitated, but nodded as soon as she saw the adorable, cuddly dog.

Sirius crouched underneath the hospital bed and seconds later, emerged out under it as a full grown person.

"Aww, if it isn't my wittle babwee godson, Harry James!" Sirius said, beaming stupidly at the baby, who oddly enough, did not cry. "He likes me! Look at that! Oh, yes, he do! Wittle Harry-poo wuvs Siriusy!"

"I hope," James began in a somewhat irritated voice as Sirius leaned over and snatched Harry out of Lily's arms, "that he never becomes a father himself. The horror and mind-disturbance he would bring on that child at an early age."

Lily laughed. "Yes, I suppose so too. Though Harry is adorable."

"Give me my son back, you pillock," James commanded, holding his arms out towards Sirius.

"No bad language in front of Harry-poo poo," Sirius said in a taunting voice, abruptly turning away from James. "Bad Jamesie."

Lily laughed at the comical sight, but seeing James's furious look, intervened. "Sirius, please give back Harry to James or else he's not going to let you be godfather."

"Nonsense," Sirius snorted loudly, but nonetheless, he gave back Harry to James's arm grudgingly.

Harry gurgled happily in James's arm, and Sirius continued to poke and prod his pink cheeks.

"He's just been born, you prat! Stop that!" James said, looking highly annoyed and showing an image of a very protective father.

"Oh, you prick, you know that wizard children are made of tougher stuff. I imagine my own mother slapped me as soon as I was born, and you can't see anything wrong with me," Sirius said huffily, crossing his arms across his chest.

James merely raised an eyebrow at this declaration. "Some do wonder.."

This comment earned him a swat on James's head.

Gingerly handing Harry back to Lily, who cuddled him, James then rolled up his sleeve and smacked Sirius on the arm. "Prat."

"You two, stop it," Lily said, looking disapprovingly at this.

"I'm teaching my son how to defend himself from stupid people," James replied cheekily, which earned him a glare from Sirius.

"I hope he doesn't learn from you then," Sirius retorted back hotly, frowning deeply.

Within minutes however, they had made up and settled themselves with gazing intently at James and going on and on how 'cute', 'adorable', and 'midgety' he was.

"Honestly," Lily said under her breath, shaking her head. When will those two ever grow up?

Author's Note:

Aww, Harry is born! That means…this story is drawing to a close as well. Aww. The ending's going to be quite sad for me to write, so give me a few days on it.

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