"This is a tragedy. What could be worse?" Mia sat down with a letter in her hand. She looked like she hadn't slept for days. Everyone was excited about the news of the baby, but they'd decided to move up the wedding, and Mia was now down to three weeks to plan. As she'd so delicately put it, 'we can't have Lily looking like a fat cow on her wedding day.'
"Considering the state of the world, I can think of a few things that are worse than losing the band." Fleamont answered, rubbing his wife's back as he read the Daily Prophet.
"We'll find another band, Mia. It'll be alright." Lily honestly couldn't care less, but she knew Mia did.
"Mum, why don't you take a break from planning for the day? Lily and I are going to pick out the cake and then you can meet us for a nice dinner tonight."
"Are you mad? I need to find a new band, I have an appointment with the florist in an hour and then Lily and I are meeting at three for a fitting. And Claude is coming over at two to fit you and the boys for your tuxes." James looked at Lily and shrugged as if to say 'Well, I tried.'
"Fleamont, go with them to the bakery."
"Darling, I have a sales meeting today."
It was clearly the wrong thing to say. "Fleamont Potter, I don't care if your business goes under, you will help me with this."
"Lotty would be happy to go to the bakery with Lily and James, Ms. Mia." The aging house elf said as she set breakfast down in front of them.
"That's very kind of you Lotty. But unfortunately I need you and Shelt to get some groceries for dinner and drop off some invitations to the muggle households."
"What muggles are we inviting besides Lily's family?" James asked.
"Well, I'm sure Lily has friends that are muggles. Also, Callaghan has always said he wants to come to James' wedding. I doubt he'll actually be able to, but we need to invite him. I've included some other members of the cabinet, as well. Oh, and I suppose we should send an invitation to Margaret."
"Margaret? As in, Margaret Thatcher?" James asked with a full mouth of food.
"Yes, dear. I technically work for her now. She's a bit intimidating, but a very kind woman. Oh and I suppose we should invite…"
"MUM! We are not inviting any of those people." James interrupted her.
"What are you talking about?"
"Mia, love, its too risky." Fleamont set down his newspaper. "We can't have all those powerful muggles at the wedding. The death eaters will be trying to get in anyway. Let's hope the change of date has thrown them off."
"He's right. We have to keep this somewhat small. And my mom should be the only muggle there – I doubt my sister and her husband will come."
"So what am I supposed to tell my colleagues?"
"I don't know, tell them we eloped or something."
"I suppose your right." Mia took a sip of tea and sighed. "Lotty, you can go with them to the bakery. But Fleamont, I will need you to stop by Gringott's on your way home from that meeting. We need to get money for the deposit for the band. Whoever that may be."
"Yes ma'am."
"Excuse me." Lily said and ran upstairs to the bathroom. James looked at his parents and followed after her.
"Funny, pregnancy is." James said, laughing at Lily. "One minute you're puking you're guts out and the next you're eating enough cake for ten."
Lily ignored his comment. "Mmm. this one. Chocolate on chocolate."
"Lotty's favorite is the red velvet." She smiled.
"And I like the cheesecake." James crossed his arms. "How will we decide?"
"We don't decide. Let's get all of them." Lily had moved on to the cheesecake.
"Lils, my mum will kill me if I come home saying we picked three cakes."
"Well, since there will be five tiers, we can incorporate all three flavors into the cake if you'd like." The owner of the bakery chimed in, taking a bite of the chocolate.
"There we go! Maria, you're a genius."
"Thank you, James. And Mia already sent the cake design, so you guys are good to go."
"Really? Don't you think we should look at it?"
"Do you really care what the cake looks like, James? I'm sure your mum choose a lovely design."
"Fair enough." James followed Maria to the front of the store to pay. It was a bakery for muggles and wizards, so he'd been able to use the credit card.
"Lotty, there's a lovely café around the corner. Meet us there?"
"I'm afraid Lotty has to meet Shelt and go pick up some groceries for dinner. The Potters have guests tonight."
"Oh, okay. Then I'll see you later."
"Oh dear, you look stunning." Mia wiped a tear that streamed down her face.
"Thank you Mia." Lily did love her dress. It was the one thing that she took charge on, even when James' mom tried to push in other directions. In the end, however, the one she chose was perfect. It was not like the ones that Mia picked out, which had intricate designs and long trains. It was not totally plain, though. It had a beautiful lace pattern on the lining and the sleeves and part of the skirt. It was a sweetheart neckline with off the shoulder ¾ sleeves that were sheer. The skirt flowed out a little at the waist, but still hugged her curves in the right places.
"Stand still Madam. I need to get your measurements." The tailor commanded.
"Sorry."
"Don't you think you should be on a wedding diet? You've gained inches since I last saw you."
"Err – uhhhhh…"
"Excuse me! Who are you to talk to her like that?" Mia stood up in a defense position. It was true; the woman was not exactly skinny.
"I was just saying…"
"You know, we can take our business elsewhere if you're going to continue to be this rude. And I can personally make sure that you won't get one more bride to walk through that door." Lily couldn't hold back her grin. She loved how tough Mia was.
"I apologize, Mrs. Potter, please…"
"It is not me that you have to apologize to!"
The tailor turned to Lily, her face red. "I'm sorry Ms. Evans."
The rest of the fitting was a bit awkward, but soon enough they left, letting her know they'd be back the day before the wedding.
"Should I have told her?"
"It is none of her business." Mia said, while zipping her purse. "Shall we?"
"Yes please." Lily said, taking Mia's hand. They disappeared with a pop.
"This sucks, Prongs." Peter looked in the mirror and pulled at the tie of his awkward fitting tuxedo.
"I feel like James Bond. " Sirius came out wearing his tux and holding up a finger gun then high-fiving Benjy. "No doubt I'll be shagging the prettiest bird at the wedding."
"Claude, could you help me? I think my sleeves are too short." Remus tugged uncomfortably at the jacket.
"I feel like I should be a server at a restaurant or something. And this bowtie is choking me."
"Aww Pete, you look handsome. And you'll get used to the bowtie. And if not, Sturgis has told me several times he'd be happy to step in." James laughed. He looked like he was born to wear a tux.
"Oh shut it."
There was a knock on the door. "How is it going in here, Claude?" Mia walked right in without asking. Benjy, who had been joking around with Sirius, buttoned his shirt quickly and blushed.
"Hopefully we can finish sometime today. These boys are restless." Claude was measuring Remus' sleeves.
"Well, you are such a dear to do this on such short notice."
"Anything for Mia Potter." He winked at her, and turned around. "Alright, Mr. Fenwick, you are up."
"We'll be down soon Mum. Where is Lily?"
"She's resting. I think disapparating may have made her a bit queasy."
"Hmm. Okay. I should check on her – Claude, you're done with my measurements, right?"
"Yessir. You can go."
James opened the door quietly and found Lily sitting up, reading.
"Well hello there." She rested her book on her chest.
"Hello." He smiled, glad that she was already awake. "How are you feeling?"
"Better. How did the fitting go?"
"I think you may have second thoughts about us when you see how good Sirius looks in a tux." He sat down on the bed next to Lily and got under the covers.
"What a wonderful scandal that would be. Sirius and I would run away together, and I'd have to tell people the baby was his."
"I would have to plot revenge on my best friend."
"Sounds like too much work. I guess I'll have to settle for you." James rested his head on her chest and she ran her hand through his hair.
He rested a hand on her small baby bump and rubbed it. "What do you think it is?"
"I know what it is." Lily grinned.
"WHAT!?" James lifted his head up.
"They told me when I went to St. Mungo's. The healer just blurted it out, I don't think she's very good at keeping secrets to herself."
"So? Boy or girl?"
"Are you sure you want to know?"
"I have to know if you know."
"Its a boy."
"Really?"
"Yep." Lily laughed; she knew he was hoping it was a boy.
"Wow. We're having a baby boy!" He yelled.
"James! Be quiet. I want people to be surprised."
"Hmm, fine. Can I tell Sirius?"
"No."
"But…"
"Do you think Sirius will be able to keep it to himself? He's already excited enough as it is about being a godfather."
"Fine. I suppose I can keep it to myself." He rested his head on her chest again. He started rubbing her belly again and whispered "Hey, son."
Lily smiled as he continued talking to her belly. Eventually he lifted his head up and kissed her nose.
"Mmm." Lily closed her eyes as he moved downward, kissing her neck. "When are we due for dinner?"
"Who cares?" James stood up, removing his pants. He unbuttoned his shirt and threw it at her, doing a funny strip tease.
"WOOO" She cheered, clapping her hands and giggling.
"Your turn." He jumped on the bed and started unbuttoning her shirt. Lily unbuttoned her jeans and wriggled them off and James worked on her bra. As soon as she was down to her knickers, she flipped them over so she was straddling her fiancé.
"Oh Evans." James grunted as she started moving her hips, making him rock hard.
She kissed him and they made out for a few minutes before she kissed his neck, then his chest. Slowly she moved further down and pulled his briefs down. Finally, after what had felt like hours, he felt her take his erection in her mouth.
"Oh, fuck." He gyrated his hips, unable to help himself. "Damn that feels incredible."
Lily kept going for a few minutes, and moved faster as she started to taste the pre-cum in her mouth.
"Lily, come here." Taking her queue, Lily pulled down her knickers and climbed back up so she was straddling him. She ground her hips again and slowly lowered herself onto him.
"Oh god." She sighed as he started pushing himself deeper into her, thrusting his hips up and down. Her rubbed one of her tits and she squealed. "Yes, don't stop, Potter." They both began sweating as they moved faster. Lily bent down to kiss him and ran her fingers through his hair. "Oh, James!"
"Merlin, Evans, you feel so good."
"Yes, yes, fuck me, Potter. Oh, god I'm gonna cum."
James felt the walls of her pussy tightening and knew he was going to explode any second. "Fuck yes, Evans, come with me." He started pounding faster and faster into her; her swollen breasts bouncing up and down. She started playing with them herself and bit her lip, moaning.
Finally Lily felt herself being pushed over the edge and came. James felt it as well and tensed as he came inside her, screaming "Evans!"
Lily caught her breath and climbed off of him.
"I didn't think your tits could get more perfect until I knocked you up."
"So should I be thanking you?"
"Definitely." The both chuckled.
"Then I'll be thanking you later when I get fat."