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A.N. I know, I know, it has been donkey's years since I have updated. Ah well, I have now, so don't murder me. I will update the next chapter of Return of Lord Voldemort after posting this. So that way, everyone will be happy. Well, they will be for about the time it takes to read the chapter. Then you'll all be wanting me to update again. I hope you like this chapter. Please review it.


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"James, wake up, come on," Lily's gentle voice disturbed James from his sleep. He mumbled something incoherent and rolled over. After a few nudges he opened his eyes and blinked several times.

"What time is it?" he asked as he buried his head into the soft pillow.

"Six thirty in the morning," was Lily's calm reply. James jumped up his eyes wide and he grasped Lily's shoulders and looked down at her large bump with a panic stricken expression.

"Is everything alright?" he asked quickly without taking his eyes off the bump which was presently covered by a flowery material. Lily leant towards James and kissed him on the fore head.

"Everything is just fine, no need to worry, and its time for work." She said patiently. James looked up and his eyes met Lily's beautiful green eyes. He smiled with relief and sighed.

"I thought you had gone into labour," he murmured with a smile. Lily laughed and shook her head.

"You think that every morning dear," she said sweetly before they shared their usual "good morning" kiss.

"Well the baby is due any day now," James said reasonably. Lily nodded and pressed her hand over her bump and took a deep shuddering breath. Her face screwed up with pain and concentration for a moment when she was smiling again. James jumped and started to panic again.

"Was that a contraction? Has it started now? Should you sit down?" he shook Lily slightly and forced her to sit down on the bed. Lily laughed and waved a hand to make him stop pestering her with questions.

"James dear, we have been through this." She said as she closed her eyes and sighed.

"I will tell you when I am in labour, what I am having right now are Braxton hicks. When I do go into labour you will think I have weed all over the floor," James grimaced. "Then you must get the baby bag, apparate me to St. Mungo's and tell me to breathe." James nodded fervently.

"Alright, alright, I'll remember." He said quickly. He got up and began to get dressed.

"What would you like for breakfast? I'll make it for you to have in bed if you like." James said as he pulled on a shirt and buttoned it up. Lily shook her head and lovingly helped him with his tie.

"You are too good to me James," she said softly and stroked his messy hair. James grinned.

"Pancakes then?" he asked, Lily's face lit up. James winked at her and pulled on his trousers.

"You get back into bed; I bring breakfast up, yes." He ordered seriously in a cave man like tone. Lily shook her head and laughed to herself as she saluted him and waddled over to the bed. She eased herself down onto the mattress with her hand placed protectively over her bump and she rolled over into the covers. Breathing heavily and looking a little disgruntled Lily righted herself and sat up. James smiled as he watched her, loving her all the more.

"I'll be back." He said dramatically as he placed on his cloak and ran out of the room like batman. Lily laughed.

James cooked the pancakes the muggle way, he thought that would please Lily. He did however, use magic to clean the kitchen and pour orange juice into a cup. He also conjured a lily flower and placed it in a small vase. He took out a tray from one of the cupboards, slid it onto the work top and placed the plate of pancakes, the flower, a knife and fork and the drink of orange onto the tray and carried it up to the bedroom feeling rather pleased with himself.

James entered the room to find the bed empty and the bathroom door closed. He shrugged and bent down to rest the tray onto the bedside table to the side of the bed. When he straightened again his eyes grew wide and shocked. He noticed a large wet patch on the mattress.

"LILY!" He shouted loudly as he ran for the bathroom door. The door swung open and Lily was bent over the sink, grasping the basin with her sweaty hands and breathing unsteadily.

"James-" she breathed and grabbed his arm pulling him towards her. She looked up at him, her eyes watery and face red.

"It's Time," she said with great difficulty. James nodded quickly, his heart racing and palms sweaty. He magicked the baby bag and then flicked his wand at Lily. Her sodden nightgown was replaced with a new fresh one.

"Hold onto to me Lily, I'll take you now, alright?" James said quickly, forcing himself to stay calm. His wife needed him to be strong and keep himself together. Lily closed her eyes and moaned as she nodded quickly and clutched his arm. James kissed her forehead, turned and the two of them apparated.

Within moments James was hurrying Lily across to reception of the wizard's hospital. The floors and ceiling were pristinely clean and there was an overwhelmingly strong smell of disinfectant. James wondered why the healers used disinfectant for a moment until Lily let out a scream, he wrapped his arm around her and said "Breathe Lily, Breathe." Lily closed her eyes and nodded to show that she heard.

Once the two of them reached the desk a healer hurried to them and conjured a wheel chair for Lily.

"How far is she on?" the female healer asked in a brisk voice. Her hair was dull and tied back into a severe bun. James thought she must have been a relative of professor McGonagol. Lily let out another scream. James blinked and swallowed as he had no idea what the healer's question meant.

"She's in labour," he said weakly, the healer pursed her lips and seemed to be using all of her self control to stop herself from rolling her eyes at him.

"Yes I can see that sir, my question is, how dilated is she?" the healer asked as she and James hurried along the hall towards the maternity unit. James pushed the wheel chair with one hand and massaged Lily's shoulder with the other.

"Breathe Lily, remember to breathe dear," he murmured. Lily whimpered and nodded.

James then turned back to the healer. "Dilated? What do you mean?" he asked. The healer seemed to lose her temper because she huffed and picked up the pace. James was sure he heard her mutter "men," under her breath.

They reached a ward and the healer opened the door, James followed, pushing Lily into a clean room with a single bed.

"James-" Lily said weakly, she had her hands pressed against her bump and tears rolling down her cheeks. James kissed the top of her head and stroked her hair. He then helped her down onto the bed.

"Breathe Lily," he reminded her. Lily then took gulps of air and her chest heaved up and down as she breathed rapidly. Her face showed concentration and her head was dripping with sweat. James pushed a few wet strands of red hair out of her eyes and rubbed her cheek.

The healer then placed a hand on James' shoulder, James turned quickly.

"You need to leave now, the waiting room is down the hall." She said curtly. James stopped breathing.

"What?" he exclaimed. He couldn't just leave Lily with this crazy healer woman who appeared to have no patience for people. No, he wouldn't leave her. He turned back to Lily who had stopped moaning and led back against the pillows. She had her eyes closed and breathed deeply.

"James, go," he whispered. James held her hand and looked desperately at her.

"But who will tell you to breathe?" he asked in a pathetically weak voice, a flicker of a smile appeared on Lily's face.

"James, I love you, but if you tell me to breathe one more time, I will curse you into oblivion," she murmured and then winced with pain and sat forward.

"But-" James stuttered, two male healers entered the room and approached the bed quickly.

"Sir, you need to leave," one of them said. James felt his heart race again. He really did not want to leave his wife at such an important time.

Lily pulled him close to her and kissed him on the lips, their sweat mingled and James suddenly tasted salt. He looked at Lily who had opened her green eyes and looked pleadingly at him.

"Go darling," she said softly, "I'll be fine," James nodded sadly, as the healers rushed about the bed, preparing for delivery.

"I love you," he murmured to her and pressed his forehead to hers. She was hot and clammy but he did not care.

"I love you too," Lily sighed and the two of them broke apart. James ran a hand through his hair and made for the door. Once he got there he turned back to have one last look at his wife.

She lay there in that little bed, looking so flustered and in so much agony. Tears flooded her eyes and her cheeks were as red as her hair. She bit her lip hard and nodded at James with a determined look. James nodded fervently and left the room.