Written for the Charms assignment at the Hogwarts forum: Task #2: Write about someone who doesn't want to be seen.
Written for the November Event: Newt Scamander suitcase. Extra prompt: Lily Evans.
WC: 446
I don't own Harry Potter *sighs*
She wakes up startled.
There's noise coming from the other room and she's sure that she closed all the windows.
Turning to her side, she realizes that James is nowhere to be seen. He sent an owl to her, telling her that he would have to stay at the Ministry to fill some paperwork because of his latest mission, so he would arrive late.
So it's up to her to protect her home.
Picking her wand from the nightstand, she tightens her robe around her - she needs to buy another one, soon. Her baby boy is growing and her belly is getting larger.
Tiptoeing out of her bedroom, she walks towards the noise. The door to the other room is slightly open and she can hear muffled voices coming from inside.
She ties her hair on a ponytail and prepares to fight. This is her home, her family, and she'll be damned if she let anything happen.
Peeking inside the room, she spots a familiar mop of black hair.
"You need to be quiet, Padfoot!" Her husband whispers at his longtime friend.
"I'm doing the best I can, dear Prongs, but it was your idea to set the crib at night."
She keeps quiet and close to the wall, deciding to not let them see her.
"Look," he runs his hand over his hair and she can't help but smile fondly at the action, "Lily's been really tired, reaching the third trimester and all that, and I want to surprise her. And because the mediwitch said that she needed to stay home, this is the only time I get to do this."
Sirius exhales slowly, looking at the mess in front of him. "I know that you'd do anything for her and believe me, I'd do too, but this is impossible. Why can't we just use magic?"
James eyes the crib in front of him before answering. "Because I promised her that we would do the muggle way."
Lily puts her hand over her mouth to muffle her laughter. Trust him to keep his promise even when she's not around - or that's what he thinks.
Shaking her head, she directs her green eyes at the pair in front of her.
She loves them both so much. It's a different type of love, but it's love all the same and her heart melts.
And to think that there was a time when she couldn't stand them.
Giving them one last smile, she decides to let them be.
Walking slowly to her bedroom, she silently closes the door, and lays on her bed.
With a warm feeling spreading through her body, she drifts off to sleep.