Chapter 10 — Happy Couple, Sad Event, Happy Arrival

April turned to May; James and Lily's wedding approached quickly, and Lily's stomach grew, too. "I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride." The priest said. James and Lily had decided on a Muggle ceremony again. "I now present Mr. and Mrs. James Potter." He announced, and the happy couple walked down the aisle towards their family and friends. The children raced forward and hugged Lily and James, and James kissed Lily's cheek.

"Congratulations!" Ama exclaimed, and Lily beamed. "Oh! I'm so happy for you guys—again!" She cried, throwing her arms around Lily's neck.

"Back off, Black." James joked, and Ama hugged him, too. "Hey, Sirius. Remus." He said, and the boys smiled.

"James," Lily spoke, touching his arm. "We should get back." She reminded him, and he looked around. "Okay. Come on, guys. Let's get back. The fireplace is inside, right?" He inquired, and Lily laughed, nodding. She led the five into the church and took a container of floo powder from a container in a pocket of the robes she brought. Harry took a handful first and went, followed by Glory, Silence, and Caitlin. Then Lily stepped in and raced away in the green flames, and James stepped in, tossing the powder down and felt himself be whisked away to Hogwarts.

"Oh!" Was the first thing he heard. Lily was lying just outside the fireplace, a hand on her stomach. "James! Call Madame Pomfrey." She cried, her voice strained and full of pain.

James raced out of the room and down the halls, still in his Muggle suit. He reached the hospital wing in record time, and pounded on the door. "James? What is the meaning of this?" The mediwitch said, and James scrambled for the right words.

"Something is wrong with Lily. Please, Poppy!" He exclaimed, and dragged the woman to Lily, who was sweating badly.

"Oh, dear. Leave!" Madame Pomfrey demanded, shooing them out James' quarters. Time seemed to stand still for James. Lily and him had just gotten married, and now she was hurt. What would he do without her? He wouldn't go back to Carol, and he loved Lily with all his heart. He left the room and went into Lily's, and walked over to the mantle. The rose was still a vibrant red colour. He smiled weakly, and Harry entered.

"Dad? Madame Pomfrey wants to talk to us." He said, and James took once last look at the rose before following Harry out of the room and back to the nurse.

"Lily's going to be fine, but one of your little girls…didn't make it, James." She whispered. "The other one will be fine, though. I'm sorry. You can see Lily before I take her to the Hospital Wing. I want to keep her for a few days." She said, and moved to let him through the door to the bedroom.

"Lil?" He asked, and walked over to Lily, who was lying on the bed, a tiny, lifeless body in her arms.

"We lost her James…I lost her. My daughter…gone. I can't believe it." She whispered hoarsely.

"This isn't your fault, Lily. It just…happened." James said, stroking her red hair.

"She isn't going to see the world, James. She isn't going to grow up, see Hogwarts, or use magic. It's all my fault." Lily said softly, tears rolling down her cheeks. "James…which one is this? Trust or Faith?" She asked, turning to look at him. James gently took the body and smiled down at it.

"Trust." He answered. "I think she would be Trust."

"So Faith is okay." Lily mused. "James…I can't believe it." She cried. "One of our little girls…gone…and it's my fault."

"Lily!" James exclaimed, running a hand through his unruly hair. "It isn't your fault!" He assured her. "Come, I'll help you to the Hospital Wing." He said, and took her hand, helping the distraught woman up, and passing her the child that didn't make it.

James,

I can't tell you what to do, Lily isn't like Jenny, but I can tell you that Lily loved those two girls, even if they weren't born yet. She needs time to deal with the fact that she will only be bringing one joy into the world, and she will only be taking care of one baby. It's hard to deal with loss, and I'm sure Lily is still grieving for that little girl, Trust.

Support her, James. Love her.

Remus

"Lily?" James asked the woman, whose stomach was very big now, being seven months pregnant with Faith. "Come on, we have to go home today, honey." He said, kissing her cheek affectionately.

"Okay." She whispered, flicking her wand. Her suitcase packed itself, and she levitated it out of the room. "I'm coming. Get the other kids." James nodded, and left the room, leaving Lily to walk towards the fireplace. James entered a few minutes later, and Lily stepped into the fireplace, shouted her destination, and took off.

The next months passed by quickly, and soon school was nearing, and so was Lily's due date. Ama had already given birth to Katie Ursa Black, who resembled her father. Their family was happier than ever, and they all lived at Gordric's Hollow together. "James!" Lily called one morning. "James!" She screamed.

"Lil, what's wrong?" James asked, concern heavy in his voice.

"Use your eyes, my water broke!" Lily shouted, and James' eyes widened. He called the kids, who grabbed Lily's stuff, and James helped her to the fireplace. They took off, rushing to Saint Mungo's.

"Help!" James cried, rushing to the desk. "My wife, she's in labour!" He called, and a woman immediately came to assist Lily, telling the family to wait there.

The five family members waited in the hard backed chairs in the waiting room for more than a few hours, and by two in the afternoon, a healer came out and called them into Lily's room. They shuffled in after James, and took their first look at the child Lily was holding in her arms. "Faith." She whispered.

"Faith Trust Potter."

As much as I hate to admit it, next chapter is the last chapter; the Epilogue. Review.