The Power of Love
The Power of Love
Chapter 6
Dursleys and Schools
"Well, Mr and Mrs Potter, Harry seems a lovely boy and we'd be happy to have him joining the school, next year…" the school PA said.
Lily and James smiled, as they walked hand in hand. Harry had wandered further along the corridor and was looking at a particularly bright picture of a muggle fireman. They had both taken the morning off work to come and look around a local muggle school. The boy's parents had decided to send him to a muggle primary school, for the years before he went to Hogwarts, to help him to mix with other children of his age.
Harry had been beautifully behaved throughout the morning, as usual. He showed himself to be a curious, smart and obedient student. He'd been shy and yet helpful to the other students, seemingly kind and careful.
Lily turned to the dark haired PA. "Thank you," she said sweetly, "I am pleased Harry will be attending."
"It will be a pleasure, I'm sure," the woman said. "If you'd just wait here, I'll get you some forms…" the woman moved around to her office and began rustling through papers.
James moved closer to his wife, watching Harry chatter to one of the kids he had met earlier. "He's gonna love it here," he said.
Lily nodded, "it's perfect!"
He reached in a pressed a brief kiss to her cheek. Their son turned back to them, running over to his father's awaiting embrace.
The woman trotted back over to them. "These need to be sent back in…" she handed James a stack of sheets. "I'll see you in September, bye Harry, Mr, Mrs Potter."
"Thank you for your time," James said as Lily picked their son up.
"Mummy, can we take Sprinkles for a walk when we get home?" the small boy asked, obviously over the excitement caused by his trip to school.
"Yes, I suppose," Lily replied slowly.
"Lily, as much as I hate to wake your beautiful sleeping face, sweetheart, your sister is here and is demanding to speak to you," James breathed into her ear.
Lily groaned and slowly opened her eyes. "Why now?" she moaned.
"Dunno," he said, moving away from her.
Lily stretched against the pillows. She felt sick to the very pit of her stomach. She coughed slightly, feeling James' eyes on her. She rolled over onto her side, feeling fresh waves of nausea hitting her ferociously. She spluttered and James was at her side in an instant.
"You okay?" he asked; his eyes wide with worry.
Lily nodded, forcing a smile to parched lips. "I'm fine…" she groaned as her stomach wrenched in her throat, "oooww…"
"Lil?" he asked cautiously, taking her hand and rubbing her palm with the pad of his thumb.
She looked at him, studying his face carefully, her eyes wide and pain-filled. He bent to press a kiss to her cheek, before pulling her into a hug. "What's wrong?"
"LILY!" she heard Petunia shout.
"IT'S OKAY; WE'LL BE DOWN IN A MINUTE!" James yelled with equal intensity.
"James… do try to get along?" she moaned.
James shook his head, rubbing her back. "Are you okay?"
"Yes…" she quickly changed her mind. "No… I think I need to use the bathroom."
James nodded, releasing her from his embrace. She stood and started to pad out of their bedroom. However, she stumbled, almost falling to the floor. Almost… for her overprotective husband sprung to her side and caught her.
"Whoops," he said, lifting her into his arms and carrying her in a bridal fashion.
He paced into the bathroom, gently letting her down.
"Do you want anything?" he asked.
"Could you get me some cold water, Jamie?" she asked, in between bouts of sickness.
"Course," James said, brushing a loose lock of hair out of her eyes and pressing a kiss to her cheek. "I'll be back soon."
"James…"
"Hmm?" he turned to look at her.
"Thanks."
He passed her a soft smile before walking away.
"Vernon and I are going away for a short holiday. Mum and Dad are away the first two nights and Vernon's parents are visiting his Aunt. We want you to watch Dudders until Mum and Dad get back…" Petunia said sharply.
Lily cocked an eyebrow at her older sister, "you want us to keep your precious son in our freak house?"
Vernon growled. "I told you this was a bad idea," he said to Petunia. He turned to James "look Potter, this is my son, and there will be ground rules, while he is in this house... especially around that boy." He pointed a sausage shaped, purple finger at Harry.
James' face turned stony. "Don't talk about my son that way, Dursley." He stood, brandishing his wand. Vernon eyed it nervously. "Dudley's not staying here."
Lily watched them anxiously. "James…" she started, "don't…"
"He deserves it, Lily," James replied, his eyes still fixed on the larger man.
"I don't care," Lily said, "I don't want you in Azkaban." She placed a comforting hand on his bicep.
James nodded slowly, lowering his wand. "It's just until Lily's parents get back, right?" he asked.
Petunia nodded, in a frightened manner. "Two days," she whispered.
"Two days, no longer," James finally agreed, stiffly.
Slightly random chappie. I've been working in my local primary school and they had the new children's first visit... so cute!
Sorry it's short, I hopefully won't leave it as long next time!
Love JLF xoxo