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 know was that he was going to meet his sister.

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

Chapter Ten: Not Ready

"Hogsmeade! Hogsmeade! How I love Hogsmeade!" Sirius sang, walking into Zonkos. Following him was James and Lily. Remus and Peter were in Huneydukes.

"I can tell," Lily said, scrunching her nose up in disgust at a package of dung bombs.

"Thanks for pointing those out," Sirius said. He grabbed four packages and put them in his basket. "This is my favorite time of the month."

Lily shook her head. She glanced at James. He had been a bit cold to her since the appointment, and on the many occasions she tried to talk to him, he just blew her off.

It frustrated Lily to no end.

She readjusted the bags in her hand, and looked around. 'What is so amusing about smelly things and things that explode?' "You know we have that class soon?" Lily asked, poking at one of the fake wands. The end of it exploded, causing a small amount of powder to pop out. Lily stepped away from it, frowning. 'See. I didn't find that amusing.'

"Yeah," James said, sounding disinterested.

"What class?" Sirius asked, walking towards James.

"Birthing class," Lily said. She watched as James sighed and began looking at the shelves again. Lily took this time to stare at him. He looked tired and bit…tousled. His hair was messier than usual.

Sirius squealed, something that Lily was not accustomed to. He ran towards a rack, and Lily saw many vials on the rack.

"They're here!" He said.

James went to him. Lily stood back and watched as they high fived each other, and did other things that Lily shook her head at.

When they were done celebrating, they turned around. Lily was gone.

"I think she's annoyed with us." Sirius peered down several aisles, looking for her. 'Or maybe she's shopping for Christmas gifts! Oh how I love Christmas…' He grinned broadly.

James shrugged his shoulders. "Probably," was his only comment.

"Are you okay?" Sirius asked. He stopped grinning.

"Never better," James muttered, ducking into a different aisle.

Sirius shook his head. 'I better not be like this if I ever have kids.'

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Lily sighed and sat down at the counter at the Three Broomsticks. Students were staring her as she walked in, because she had about five bags with her. She put the bags on the floor beside her and watched as a woman, just a little bit older than her, walk towards her.

"Lily? What can I get for you today?"

"Anything without alcohol." She put her head in her hands.

Rosmerta gave Lily a weird look, and came back with a large mug of something. Lily took one sip of it, and disliked it at once. It tasted like old tea, with salt.

But she drank it anyway.

"What's going on with you? Where are Alice and Elizabeth? The Marauders even."

Lily shrugged her shoulders. "Shopping probably."

Moments later, Alice and Elizabeth walked into the pub. They saw Lily immediately, with her high red ponytail. They walked to her, and sat down on either side of her.

"Something wrong?" Alice asked, nudging Lily in the shoulder.

"No," she paused. "Unless you count Potter being a git. Other than that, nothing is wrong."

Elizabeth gave Lily a look. "Potter? You haven't called him that in a long time."

Lily shrugged her shoulders. "It happens."

Alice took a sip out of Lily's mug. She nearly spit it back into the cup. "This is disgusting. What is it?"

Lily peered inside the cup. "Old tea with salt," She took a sip and shuddered. "I asked for anything without alcohol. This is what she gave me."

"Well, it's gross."

Elizabeth laughed, causing a small smile to appear on Lily's face. Madame Rosmerta came back and gave Elizabeth and Alice butter beers. Lily envied them, but she didn't want to drink anything with alcohol in it, even if it was buttered down.

"So what did you buy?" Elizabeth asked, peering into one of Lily's bags.

"Just maternity clothes. My clothes are getting too small," Lily said, looking at the bag Elizabeth was looking at. "They're really comfortable."

"I bet," Alice said. She took a long draught of her butter beer, and then looked at her watch. "I think we should start heading back. It's getting late."

Lily sighed. She paid for everyone's drinks and then stood up. She picked up her bags and followed Elizabeth out. Alice was tipping Rosmerta.

When they reached the outside, Lily shivered. She halfheartedly wrapped her cloak around herself a little tighter. "It's really November," Lily said, taking the first step to Hogwarts.

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James walked into his dormitory, throwing the door open. When he saw Lily sitting on the floor, folding clothes, he sighed. This caused Lily to look at him sharply.

"What's wrong with you?" Lily snapped, watching as he plopped down on his bed. He picked up a random magazine and started looking at it. He didn't answer for a few moments.

"Nothing," he finally said.

Lily rolled her eyes. "I'm not stupid, Potter." She tossed her new maternity shirt to the side and looked up at him. She had half the mind to curse him until he told her what was wrong.

"I never said you were, Evans," James spat back, emphasizing her last name.

"Bullocks," Lily muttered, getting another bag. She dumped the clothes out in front her and began sorting through them.

It was quiet for a few moments, and James peered at her over his magazine. She was frowning as she folded her clothes. "What's your problem?"

Lily looked at him as if he were stupid. "I'm pregnant. That's my problem."

"Oh really?" James asked. "I had no idea. I just thought you had a wand stuck up your arse." He glared at her and then returned to his magazine. He heard Lily stand up, and felt, rather than saw, her staring at him. "What?"

"Grow up," Lily said, picking up her clothes and putting them in her trunk. "You're going to be a father soon, if you haven't noticed."

"Maybe I don't want to be a father," James said, his anger flaring. 'Where in the world does she think she could tell me how to act? I'm my own person.'

Lily's entire body stiffened and she looked at James. She stood up, wincing slightly because she had been bent over. "What?" she asked quietly. Her voice shook with emotions she was unfamiliar with.

"That's right," James tossed aside his magazine. "Maybe I don't want to be father."

Lily's brow creased as she tried to form some type of retort. They had never treaded onto this territory before, they hadn't even rowed since they got together, and she knew the outcome of this one wasn't going to be good.

Lily felt like backing down. 'Maybe it isn't a good idea to get into it like this. This could turn out bad, and then we might not talk ever again.' James opened his mouth to say something, but Lily interrupted him, saying, "Shut up. I don't want to hear it."

James glared at her. "That is why I'm so angry," James said, glaring at Lily. "It's what you do. How you act. Maybe I—"

"Maybe you shouldn't have slept with me," Lily blurted out, her voice rising. "Then maybe I wouldn't have to waste my time with you, and thinking about the baby, and wishing that we could actually get along." She was screaming at him now.

James was taken aback by her outburst, but Lily wasn't finished.

"I shouldn't have wasted my time thinking you changed!" She screamed. "You're still just a pompous egotistical toe rag who only thinks of himself. It's only about James Potter, no one else. The whole world revolves around you. You don't care about who gets hurt, who has their feelings hurt, only if it's about you."

Lily felt like punching him. Her chest was heaving as she breathed heavily.

"You have no bloody idea," James screamed back. "You have no idea who I am, what I think. You don't know me Evans."

"I can tell," Lily replied dryly. "Because if I did know you, then I wouldn't be in here arguing with you."

"You think you're all big and bad," James shouted. His fists were clenched and he was breathing heavily too. "You think you can just waltz up to me and—"

"Whatever Potter," Lily shouted, turning from him. Her arms were crossed over her chest, and she was trying hard to compose herself and not lose it all together. She had never rowed with anyone like this before. "This is doomed. Everything about us is. Our friendship, relationship…Just whatever Potter…say what you like," she choked out, trying to keep her emotions at bay.

James let out a groan and threw his hands in the air, shouting, "Un-bloody-believable." He left the room, slamming the door behind him. He traveled quickly down the stairs, surprised to see that everything had stopped in the Common Room. Everyone was looking at him, and to his horror—

McGonagall was too.

It looked liked everyone was in the Gryffindor Common Room staring at him. Even Remus and Sirius were standing with their mouths agape.

It seemed like everyone heard the row between he and Lily.

"What the bloody hell are you lot looking at?" James shouted, pushing past everyone. He heard McGonagall say something, but he didn't care. He left the Common Room, and sprinted down the corridor, leaving everyone in the Common Room baffled.

Moments later Lily traveled down the staircase, her face red and blotchy. She kept her eyes on the ground as she walked up the girls' dormitory staircase.

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BB/N: I actually finished this chapter, but I cut out the last four pages to make a new chapter! I like the ending of this one. :)

So J.K Rowling has decided that she's killing off 2 characters in the Seventh book. Who's depressed? Any theories, because they're main characters?

Ooh! This morning I started on my revision of Unplanned Pregnancies. It's going to take some work to get it top notch. I'm actually doing an outline now…Let's see how that's goes.

Have a Nice Day!

Love,
Bob Bennit