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Chapter Four

"Ah well anybody want another butterbeer?" asked Remus, thinking he could possibly put an end to the awkward moment.

"Not now Remus, can't you see! Lily is going to have a baby. How or why I'm still not sure…but it's supposed to be a special thing right? I mean why else would people keep having babies?" Sirius inquired with a puzzled look on his face.

"Yeah exactly," said Remus walking back to the counter to order another butterbeer.

"Oh wow…just wow," said James pacing around the table.

"Well a bit unexpected yes, but aren't you happy?"

"Of course he is! I'm going to be an uncle! He or she will look up to me, me being awesome, handsome, beautiful, brave, gorgeous-"

"Enough! Of course Lily I'm happy. I'm really happy. I'm going to be…I'm going to be a Dad!" shrieked James with excitement on his face.

"Me, a Mum just imagine!" squealed Lily with excitement.

"But me of course the most important, the uncle!" exclaimed Sirius.

"Well, technically you're not the uncle," Remus added.

"Must you ruin everything?! You and those books…they're turning you too smart," Sirius snapped.

"Too smart?" questioned Remus who went back to his butterbeer and book.

"Ah well I reckon we go back home," suggested James. They all nodded and followed him to the fireplace in The Three Broomsticks. As they gathered the Floo Powder into their palms, Sirius looked uneasy. He looked just as sick as Lily did.

"Oh you're not pregnant too are you Sirius? Who's the Daddy?" chuckled Remus.

"Ergh, can we just get back?" asked Sirius who acted more serious than he had ever in his life.

"Yeah, yeah of course, let's get a move on things," answered James.

They soon arrived back at Lily and James house all quite taken back. Sirius still chomping away on candy occasionally he would ask questions of why they invented such flavors or why they wouldn't name a candy after him. To much a relief James and Lily weren't battered with questions about why or how?

Days had passed, with no questions and no hassle but of course who else would ruin that?

"Lily, why are you having a baby?" he asked taking a sip of pumpkin juice.

"Erm, eh um. You know how about you ask James that question?" she requested looking down at her hands as she fumbled with them.

"James?"

"Well we're having a baby because we're married and we um, believe it's time," he lied. Lily and James had always planned on having a baby, but they were quite not ready.

"Yeah, but lots of people, especially muggles have babies and they're not married. Why?" asked Sirius. Sirius was starting to resemble a five year old, curious and a bit dumb.

"Erm you know Sirius I don't know. Sometimes it just happens," James snapped back.

"Oh so like luck?"

"Oh bloody hell Sirius. Women are not slot machines! You can't just go up to them and pull a lever and see if you win a baby," Remus added a bit annoyed.

"It'd be a lot easier that way now wouldn't it?" Sirius suggested.

"Yeah, I bet it would be. Nothing awkward you know, no commitment," replied Remus. Lily shot a nasty look at him and he piped down.

Thoughts were flying around Lily's head. Would she be a good mother? What if the child ended up loathing her as Sirius did toward his mother? "I think I'm going to go take a nap," she said motioning for James not to follow her. James was a bit puzzled himself, questioning himself of the same questions. He always thought of being a Dad, maybe not a good but it was still a bit fun to think about it.

"So what are you hoping for, gender wise?" asked Remus.

"It'd be fun to have a boy, but of course if it was a girl it would probably be just as beautiful as Lily," replied James with a grin on his face.

Sirius chuckled as he threw his back laughing, "Yeah but with boys you can go out drinking. I'll take your son the day he's born for a few drinks" With the emphasis on 'son' James looked a bit scared.

"Are you kidding me? He would die, and you have to be eighteen anyway. Don't you think the bartender would notice if you shoved some alcohol down his throat?" asked Remus.

"Oh he can handle it. It's not like he'll be drinking a lot!"

"Sirius, have you been drinking a lot?" asked James. "I mean when the time comes to discuss that stuff, I guess I don't know. I'll leave Lily to deal with that women stuff."

They all gave a small laugh. Withering away the afternoon with wizard's chess was nothing to new to the guys, except of course that one person would not have anyone to play with. There had been James, Sirius, Remus, and Peter in the marauders. The Four Marauders. James, Sirius and Remus never gave a thorough thought to where Peter was or what he was doing. James had always suggested that he was probably working for the Ministry, and while Sirius thought he was probably living the basement of his parent's home. Of course Remus gave it more thought, suggesting he worked for the Dark Lord. 'He was always a bit interested in the Dark Arts, don't you think' occasionally came from his mouth explaining the reason for his theory.

Of course Sirius would fight back 'So was Snape' and which Remus would remind him that Snape was a Death Eater, or at least that's what they all comprehended him to be. Peter was a tag along, Remus and Sirius didn't like him much. Of course James thought to at least give him a chance.

"Ah well anyone want to go drinking?" asked Sirius.

"How about we stay in tonight, I think you've had enough to drink," said Remus propping open a book once again.

"I told you I haven't been drinking!" he shrieked.

"You know I wonder exactly what goes into those butterbeers; I mean did you see him? Five of them in ten minutes, Sirius you're going down on the wrong path," Remus laughed.

"So how much longer are you guys planning to stay here?" asked James.

"Oh I'm not sure! How about until the little lad can drink?" Sirius promptly answered.

"Swell," James answered with a slight tone of sarcasm in his voice. It didn't matter how much fun he was having with his friends, his mind couldn't steer away from Wormtail and what exactly he was up to.