Trials and Tribulations
Summary: Harry Potter knew he was going to get shocked when he visited his parents graves. He knew that'd he'd see family he never met like grandparents, uncles, and aunts. But one thing he didn't expect was to see his older sister's grave too.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. I am not making any profit off of this fanfic.

Chapter Two: The Virus

Lily lay in her bed, groaning quietly. Her stomach was churning. She quickly ripped open her hangings and tumbled out of bed. She stood up and ran to the bathroom, slamming the door behind her.

Lily went to the toilet and up came everything she had for dinner. She groaned and collapsed onto her knees. She leaned her head against the bathroom tiles and felt the heat radiating off her face.

Someone knocked on the door. "Lily?"

It was Elizabeth, one of her roommates.

The door opened a crack. "Lily, are you all right in here?"

"I think I have the flu or something," Lily said.

"Oh dear…Do you need someone to walk you to the Infirmary?"

Lily shook her head. "No thank you. I'll manage."

"You sure?"

"Yeah."

The door shut, and Lily stood up. She hadn't been feeling good for a few days, and now she thought she had the stomach flu.

Lily quickly left the bathroom. She put slippers on, and a robe over her dressing gown. She heard the other girls rustling around, and Elizabeth was fixing Lily's bed and hangings. Lily smiled thankfully at her, and then she opened the door.

Lily walked down the dormitory stairs, and entered the Common Room. There were a handful of students in there, including James, Remus, and Frank Longbottom.

Lily walked passed them, and climbed through the portrait. She paused a moment, closing her eyes. She felt a little dizzy and sick to her stomach.

When she opened her eyes again, Sirius Black was standing in front of her, a concerned look on his face. "You okay Evans?" He asked. He had a rucksack with him. It looked like he had just got done doing a prank.

Lily shook her head, and tried moving away from the portrait so Sirius could climb through. She stumbled a bit. Sirius caught her with his hand, keeping her balance.

"Are you going to the Infirmary?" He asked.

Lily nodded her head. She felt like her face was burning up. "Will you walk with me?" she asked. "Make sure I don't fall over or anything."

Sirius nodded his head. He kept a good grip on Lily's arm, and he walked with her, as she shuffled her way to the Infirmary.

It was quiet as they walked. Sirius was really concerned about Lily, because she looked really ill. When they reached the Infirmary, Sirius deposited her on a bed, and then looked for Madame Pomfrey. She was in her office.

Sirius told Madame Pomfrey that Lily was there. Then he left. On his way out, he paused by the bed Lily was in.

"You have to get better Evans. We need our Head Girl, 'coz you know Prongs is gonna do something bad." He smiled at her, and she returned his smile halfheartedly. He patted her shoulder lightly, and then left.

Sirius hurried to the Gryffindor Common Room. He was a tad bit late from his portion of the prank that he had to fill out.

He stepped into the Gryffindor Common Room. James beckoned him to the couch.

"What took you?" James asked. "Did you get caught?"

"Nope," Sirius said. "Everything's in place."

"Why are you late?" Remus asked. Frank stood up and excused himself. He was a friend to the Marauders, but he never meddled in the Marauders business. It was their job. He went to go find Alice.

"I walked Evans to the Infirmary. She nearly fell over," Sirius said. "I think she has the virus that your grandparents warned us about. It gets you all sick and achy."

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"There's been a virus going on, Ms. Evans," Madame Pomfrey said. She felt Lily's forehead. Lily nodded her head mutely. "But the only way to see if you have it, is to do some blood work."

"That's fine," Lily said. She liked the Wizard way of taking out blood, rather than the Muggle way.

"Well then, you relax, and I'll be back."

Lily climbed into the bed. She brought the cover up to her chin, and waited a few minutes. She heard Madame Pomfrey gathering things up, and righting things.

She returned with her wand, a vial, and a piece of gauze.

Lily sat up and held out her arm. Madame Pomfrey tapped her arm with her wand, and a microscopic dot appeared. Using her wand, she retrieved some blood and put it in the vial. She put the gauze on it, and held it there for a moment. Then she removed the gauze, and told Lily that her test results should be back in a few minutes.

Lily nodded her head. She rubbed her arm a moment, and then she lay back down and pulled the blankets up to her chin. Soon she drifted off to sleep.

Madame Pomfrey was in her office for a few minutes, shuffling around papers. The vial was at St. Mungo's getting tested, because she didn't have the equipment here to test it.

Madame Pomfrey jumped as her fireplace lit up. Madame Jacobs, an older healer at St. Mungo's, appeared in the fire. "Poppy? Poppy dear, are you in here?"

"Yes, Madame Jacobs." Madame Pomfrey got on her knees in front of the fire. "What is it that you need?"

"The vial you sent me. I wanted to tell you the results personally," Madame Jacobs said. Madame Pomfrey nodded her head. "It was sent to me for that virus that's going on?" She asked.

"Yes, were the results positive?" Madame Pomfrey asked.

"Yes, but not in the manner you were hoping."

Madame Pomfrey gave her a confused look. "What do you mean? Do I have a dreadfully ill student on my hands?" she asked.

"Well no. It's routine now, at St. Mungo's at least, to find the cause of an illness, and Harold ran it through a pregnancy test…"

"No," Madame Pomfrey gasped. "She's pregnant?"

Madame Jacobs nodded her head. "She probably had morning sickness this morning. And when you don't get enough to eat, sometimes you can get dizzy."

Madame Pomfrey stood up. "Thank you, Madame Jacobs."

"No problem Poppy. I'll probably be seeing you soon. Oh, by the way, she's just about six weeks along." Then Madame Jacobs disappeared.

Madame Pomfrey sighed and walked out of her office. This was going to be some interesting news to share with Lily.

Madame Pomfrey saw that Lily dozed off in her bed. She grabbed a chair and pulled it up to Lily's bed. She carefully shook Lily awake.

Lily woke with a start and sat up. She blinked rapidly, and then looked at Madame Pomfrey. "Did my test results come back?" She asked.

Madame Pomfrey nodded her head. "I…Well, it's definitely not what I was expecting, Miss Evans."

Lily opened her eyes wide. "What's wrong?" She asked. Fear gripped around her heart. She felt like she couldn't breathe.

"I have been told that you do not have the virus," Madame Pomfrey said. Lily nodded her head. "But it occurred to the Healers at St. Mungo's to do some other tests. Miss Evans…" Madame Pomfrey paused. "You are pregnant."

Lily's jaw dropped, and her eyes opened wide. She stared in shock at Madame Pomfrey, her mouth opening and closing rapidly. 'That's why I've only been feeling like chucking up in the morning…and the sleeplessness, and hunger.' Lily began to reason and accept the news.

Then Lily felt the churning in her stomach again. She threw her blankets off, and rushed from her bed to the lavatory.

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BB/N: Baby news! Baby news:)

This story kinda goes really fast…I need to slow it down a bit…shouldn't I?

Lots of Love,
Bob Bennit