AN: And here's Chapter 6! Hope you're all enjoying this story… =) Thank-you to everyone that's reviewed so far, we really appreciate it... A couple more reviews wouldn't go unappreciated... -hint hint-

Chapter 6

August 10th 1987

Lily was in the kitchen, doing the dishes. She was looking outside, watching her family play outside. She watched as James - her husband - played with his son and daughter, smiling warmly at the thought of them.

James was teaching his children to fly. Rose at seven was having difficulties; obviously she'd inherited her mother's lack of flying skills. Little six year old Harry was having a grand time. He was flying around their small back garden on his little toddler broom, shrieking with delight. Rose, while not so excited, was at least flying. Or she was until the broom suddenly jerked in her hands and she tumbled off it. James was too far away to do anything but watch helplessly as his daughter fell through the air with a scream. Suddenly, she stopped an inch or so above the ground and landed with a gentle bump. Her father rushed over to her, picking her up and soothing her as she cried, more from shock than injury. However... He hadn't thought to go for his wand... Maybe his wife had?

She glared at James, stowing her wand away. Shaking her head, she left the kitchen after a minute, sitting on the grass outside, still glaring.

He gulped audibly. "Daddy's in trouble." He mumbled to the girl in his arms who was still shaking and crying. He rocked her gently, murmuring soothing nonsense into her hair.

Lily glares at him in an "I-will-talk-to-you-later-mister" kind of way before taking Rose and setting her on the ground. "Come-on, baby girl. You can come with me and we'll do something together, yeah?" she grins and takes her daughters hand, leading her inside.

James gulps again, a terrified expression on his face and decides to move far away. He catches Harry as he zoomed past, plucking him off his broomstick easily. With no-one on it now, the broom stopped and dropped the few feet to land on the grass. "C'mon little man," he mutters to his son. "Mummy's really mad at Daddy so we're going to go... buy her flowers or something."

Lily takes Rose to her room, sitting with her on the small pink bed. "You okay, hon?"

The smaller girl nods, her hazel eyes shining. "Quidditch is scary." she says, and her mother smirks. "Of course it is. But don't tell Daddy that you said that." she winks and grabs her daughters hairbrush from the bedside table, undoing the ribbon on her hair and brushing her red locks. The motion seemed to calm her as she relaxed. "Okay, Mummy."

James takes Harry with him to find something with which to placate his wife. Wandering into the Muggle part of Godric's Hollow he spots a florist and buys her a bunch of roses mixed with lilies. Heading back into the Wizarding part, he stops by the small sweet shop and buys a box of Sugar Quills. He hoped she still like them. Just in case he also grabbed a bar of their finest chocolate. Heading back home, he gingerly opens the front door checking for his wife.

Lily is sitting on the couch with Rose, watching the TV with her. They giggle before Lily looks up, seeing her husband. She glares before turning to her daughter and mumbling "Go upstairs, I need to talk to Daddy..." Lily turns the TV off and Rose heads upstairs.

"Before you kill me... I got you these!" He thrusts the flowers, Sugar Quills and chocolate at her.

She glares at him. "Rose fell... You promised!"

"I... She... Lily..." He stutters. "She... She should have been fine! Starter brooms have so many safety Charms on them it's a wonder they fly at all!" He protests.

"But it didn't WORK." she hisses, standing up and walking towards him. "You should have been more careful!" she says, poking his chest angrily.

"I was watching them! They were fine! I don't know what happened! All of a sudden it seemed as if the broom tossed her off!" He winces; his wife had sharp finger nails.

"James!" she hisses again. "Don't blame it on the bloody broom!"

"Did you see it?" His tone is injured. "Do you want a Pensieve to view my memory? I swear! That's what it looked like! And she's fine! A little shaken but she's okay!" He is yelling by this point, the fear he'd felt as he saw his daughter falling through thin air being transmuted into anger at being yelled at for something that wasn't his fault. She should have been fine!

"I did see it. But I told you! She's too YOUNG to fly!" her voice is desperate, she had been so afraid...

"And I told you that I was flying before I could walk! The broom must have been faulty! I'll take it to the manufacture tomorrow and yell at them!"

"I don't care that you were flying that early! This is Rose! YOUR DAUGHTER!"

James closes his eyes and counts to ten, making a conscious effort to calm down. "Lily..." He pleads. "Calm down... Please. I know you were scared. Merlin knows I was terrified. You have to remember. Rose. Is. Fine. She's not hurt. She's okay."

She looks him in the eyes with a searching expression. She finally breaks and hugs him, needing comfort, even though she knew Rose was fine.

He holds her tightly, murmuring reassurances into her hair. Rubbing her back gently he hugs her tighter still. "I'm sorry." James mumbles. "So sorry."

"She's fine..." she mumbles back, holding him tightly.

"Yes she is," he agrees softly. "She's okay."

Lily lets go and takes his hand, smiling softly. "I'm going to go talk to her." she squeezes his hand and walks upstairs.

Suddenly, a furious shriek rang out from upstairs, startling James badly. It sounded like... And then his son started... Squealing? What? He sounded like a pig... Racing upstairs he saw his daughter standing in front of a snorting piglet looking horrified.

Lily had also run to the room, looking on in shock. "What..."

"Daddy! Daddy I didn't mean to..." Rose shrieks hysterically at seeing her father, flinging herself at his knees. "I didn't mean it!" She buries her face into his legs and sobs.

"Is that...?" Lily's still in shock. Suddenly, snapping out of it, she shakes herself. "Rose, is that Harry?"

Rose nods timidly, still with her face pressed against her Dad. "I didn't mean too Mummy." She sobs. "I didn't mean to. He... He ate the chocolate Uncle Moony gave me the other day and I was really mad... And... And it s-sort of... E-Exploded... A-And then... Then H-Harry t-turned into a p-pigl-let!" She cries harder.

Lily is unsure of whether to be happy or worried. "Just... James, please transfigure him back? Rose, don't worry, I'm not angry, hon."

Convincing their daughter to let go of him takes a while, but eventually the sobbing girl is passed over to her mother. James pulls out his wand and thinks for a moment, before waving it over the piglet that lets out a squeal and runs at him, transforming back into their son mid-stride. Suddenly finding himself on his hands and knees on the floor Harry looks up, frightened, and begins to wail. Sighing quietly, James sits down and Harry climbs into his lap, shivering. "I think you learned your lesson didn't you mate?" He asks his son softly, not really expecting an answer so, when he doesn't receive one he isn't disappointed.

Lily holds her daughter close, rubbing her back. "Don't worry, Rosie. It's fine... Look, Harry's back..." she smiles. "It's not your fault... Trust me. I once broke all the dishes in the house accidentally." her daughter looks up at her in wonder. "Really, Mummy?" and Lily nods, grinning. "Really. My mummy got so worried... She was a Muggle, she didn't know about magic..." she trailed off, lost in memories, subconsciously holding Rose closer.

Harry is calmer now and mumbles a "sorry" to his sister without being prompted. "Good lad," James praises his son. "You won't touch your sister's chocolate again will you?" Harry shakes his head.

Lily smiles and looks at Rose. "What do you say?" she whispers.

"I'm sorry for turning you into a piglet, Harry." Rose answers Harry.

The kids hug and James gives his wife a proud smile over their heads. "And Mum thought my first piece of accidental magic was impressive!"

She laughs and takes a seat next to him. "I'm sure it was..." she takes his hand and leans on his shoulder. "Love you." she murmurs.

"Human Transfiguration love! It doesn't get any more impressive than that." James beams and presses a kiss to the top of Lily's head, twining his fingers through hers. "Love you too."

Lily laughs. "Transfiguration Nerd." she mutters, grinning as she turned to her husband.

"Oi... You can talk. Charms Junkie." He smirks back at her.

She laughs and leans towards him, kissing him softly but lingeringly.

James wraps his free arm around her shoulders, holding her still so he can kiss her harder. "You're beautiful." "Mummy!" Harry pipes up. James laughs and shakes his head. "You sure know how to ruin a moment don't you Harry?" He asks jokingly. Harry just frowns at his Dad, holding out his arms to him Mum.

Lily laughs and picks up her son. "Hey, Harry." she laughs and hugs him close.

Rose switches laps and curls up against her Dad. "That was some magic little one," he murmurs, impressed.

"Who do you love most, Mummy or Daddy?" she asks her son teasingly. He promptly answers with "Mummy" and she laughed, kissing his nose. "I love you too, Harry."

"What about you Rosie?" James asks his daughter with a raised eyebrow. "Mummy," she replies swiftly, giggling at his hurt expression. "Of course I love you more, silly Daddy." He smirks triumphantly at his wife, cuddling his daughter close. "I love you too Rosie, I love you too."

Lily holds her son close, smiling at James. "We can change that, can't we, after some shopping." Lily teases her daughter before kissing her forehead.

"Hate shopping," Rose mumbles, leaning into her Dad more. James chuckles. "You keep thinking that sweetie."

Lily giggles. "Oh, Rosie." she sighs happily. This was bliss, her family around her, happy and adorable.

AN: We're writing Chapter 7 right now =D