Sorry bout the wait please r/r thank you
MONDAY NIGHT
"Lily!" sang James in a sing-song voice. "I have something to tell you!"
"What now, James? Can't you tell I'm a little bit busy at the moment!" snapped an exasperated Lily.
"Harry can wait 5 minutes! Come on! Please?" Prongs pouted on the last word, a look that Lily could never ignore.
"Fine, James! What do you want?"
"Well . . . you know how tomorrow is our anniversary?" He waited until he received a nod from his wife. "I wanted to tell you that I want you in the lounge at 6:55 sharp, changed into a going out dress."
"But . . . James! How can we go out? I mean, Voldemort and Harry and . . and . . . and . . ." Lily trailed off, looking at James desperately.
"Lily, I got it covered. OK? Trust me."
The redhead nodded slowly, as if reassuring herself. "OK, James. I trust you."
James rolled his eyes. "Thanks." he replied sarcastically. "Now, you can go put your feet up, OK? You have to look after Harry all day while I'm at work. So, go! Put your feet up! Go! Shoo!"
"James, Harry needs a bath and to be put to bed with a bottle."
The black-haired man grabbed his son and turned away from his wife, heading out the door. "Yeah, yeah Lils. I've been doing this just as long as you have, you know."
Lily couldn't help but laugh at the offended tone in her husbands' voice.
1/2 an hour later . . .
James bounded back into the room, dead set on 30 minutes after he left. "Lily! Mission complete! Harry is in bed, clean and sleeping like a baby."
"Well James, if he wasn't sleeping 'like a baby', I would be worried you gave him an Ageing potion."
James looked mortified. "No, Lily! I did no such thing!"
"I know, James. Relax."
He exhaled slowly, visibly relieved. "OK, Lils."
"Come on, we better go to bed. You know Harry likes to get up way too early."
"What? Without even a good night kiss!" the dark-haired man pouted.
His wife smirked, not something that usually occurred with her. "James . . . you may get more than just a kiss, but we got to go to bed first."
"What do you mean by that?"
"Come on, James! Think!"
"Wha- OH!"
"Merlin, now he gets it! Good Gods, sometimes I wonder how you got past 1st year."
"Hey! Now, let's go to 'bed'." said James, using his fingers to emphasize the word 'bed'.
Now he wants to go to des said Lily.
TUESDAY MORNING
"Lily!" sung James, walking into the room. "Wake up, my Sleeping Beauty!"
"James! What are you doing getting me up? Why didn't Harry wake me up, and why in the name of Merlin aren't you at work?"
"Well, first of all, it is our anniversary, that is why I'm waking you up. Secondly, Harry didn't wake you up because I took care of him. Sirius and Moony are looking after him at the moment, and thirdly, today is a public holiday. So of course I'm not at work ,doy! You are so silly sometimes!"
"Oh, ha ha James! You are so funny!" mumbled Lily, her voice dripping with sarcasm as she propped herself up against the headboard.
"You love me for it. Now Lily, let's go down to breakfast. I made you a cooked breakfast and you have pumpkin juice to go with it." James replied bouncing up and down on the balls of his feet.
Lily groaned.
"Lily! Come on, hurry up! It's getting cold!"
"Bed… too… comfortable… not… going… to leave." whispered Lily, whilst pulling up the blanket and sinking under it.
James grinned. "OK then, Lily. If you're not going to go by yourself . . . I'll just have to pick you up and take you down to breakfast!" True to his word, he picked up a thrashing Lily and threw her over his shoulder.
"Come on, Lily! You know I won't give up! You're going to eat this because I made it specially!" The dark-haired man plopped his wife down in a seat next to the table.
"Alright, alright James! I'm going to eat it! But first, would you like your gift now or later ?"
The redhead smiled while her husband looked as if he was in deep thought. Actually, he probably was. All of a sudden, he jumped up slightly and looked towards his wife.
"Breakfast first, presents later!" James was literally bouncing when he placed a plate of food down in front of Lily.
"OK. As you wish."
Lily eyed James with a suspicious glance as he got a mischievous grin. And with good reason. With the first bite of her breakfast, Lily suddenly felt like she could fly.
"James Harold! What did you put in this food?"
"Come on, Lils! I thought you were better than that! Take a look at where you are, and you tell me!"
She looked down and almost screamed. Lily was floating a good 5 feet off of the chair she had recently just taken. The redhead looked at her busband who was trying to supress his gleeful grin, and failing miserably.
"JAMES POTTER! Did you put a FLYING potion in that?"
"Yes, ma'am!" James looked completely unabashed.
"Pray tell, WHY?!"
"Because, Lily. I thought we could go for a fly! I remembered in 5th year, you told your friends that your dream date was to go flying without brooms, so . . . lets go!"
Lily lost all inhibitions to murder her husband after that statement. Even though he was a romantic, James would never admit it. "But, James, this potion usually wears out in 5 minutes, and it has been about that. So, why haven't I fallen on my ass yet?"
"Because, Lily dear, I have been studying and found a way to make it last longer. The last test I did, it lasted 1 and a ½ hours." beamed James proudly.
"Wow, James . . . that must have taken months!"
"What's with the surprise? Am I really that stupid in your opinion?"
"Of course not, but…"
James cut across her by saying: "No more talk! Let's go fly!"
"If you say so . . ."
"Yes I say so! So, let's go!"
"But James, what about muggles? They aren't used to seeing people flying around in thin air."
"You doubt me? You don't think I thought about that?" James asked in mock hurt.
"Of course not, hun! Well just a little, but you have forgotten about things like this before." Lily defended herself.
"Lily, sweetheart, I made sure. I put special enchantments on your clothes that make you invisible to all muggles. I did the same to my clothes as well."
The raven-haired man joined his wife in the air once they got outside. They then spent a lovely morning in the air, narrowly missing a few birds and a plan at one point.
1 AND ½ HOURS LATER
"James!" Lily looked at her husband when they landed safely. "Don't you think it is time to go home?"
"No, Lily, my love! I have another surprise for you before we go home!" smirked James with a mischief glint in his eyes.
"James! What are you going to do?"
"Nothing that will cause any harm to you, my Lily love."
"James!" Lily positively growled. "Tell me what you are going to do!"
"No. I don't think I want to."
"POTTER!"
"Yes, Lily?" asked James is an innocent voice.
"Tell me right now. What. Are. You. Going. To. Do?"
"Nothing that will cause you any harm. I already told you that."
"Fine then. I'm not going to go anywhere until you tell me what you're going to do!"
"Yes, you will, because you will be going in about… oh, I'd say in 3 seconds." James mimicked checking his watch.
"James . . ."
"3….2….1….0 and off you go!"
Just then, Lily felt like something was pulling her away and her surroundings began to change into a street. Not just any street, an alleyway in Hogsmeade, quite close to the Shrieking Shack.
"James, why are we at the Shack?"
"Because, Lily, I wanted to take you into the village." replied James, with a tone that suggested it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"OK, then. Whatever."
"Now, Lily! Can you come over here?"
"Alrighty."
Once the redhead was in touching distance, James grabbed her and pulled her to him, before placing a blindfold over her eyes.
"James! What are you doing?" asked a slightly distressed Lily.
"I'm taking you somewhere in Hogsmeade!"
Lily rolled her eyes. "I guessed that but where? Like what shop or whatever?"
"Now! If I told you that, it wouldn't be a surprise."
"James! If your not going to tell me where you're taking me, can we at least hurry up?"
"Lily, if you didn't keep asking questions, I would be able to go faster."
"Fine then! I just won't talk to you!"
"Oh, come on now, Lily! We will be there soon enough." soothed James.
IN THE SHRIEKING SHACK
"Moony!" whined Sirius to his mate. "Harry won't let go of my hair!"
"Padfoot, how am I supposed to do all these enchantments if you can't stop Harry from pulling your hair, hm?" asked Remus in that damned condescending tone of his.
"Uh…… I know! You look after Harry, and I'll do the enchantments!"
"Let me think about that . . . NO! See how long it took me to think about that? That is how much I trust you not to make the enchantments turn James and Lily into carrots or something."
"You know," Sirius gained a mischievous grin on his handsome features. "That is a very good idea . . ."
"No, Padfoot! There is no way I am going to let you ruin their anniversary."
"Fine then! Rain on my parade, AGAIN! First, you wouldn't let me make it rain on James for his wedding, then you wouldn't let me transfigure Lily's dress into a very tight little black dress. Then at James' birthday, you wouldn't let me tattoo 'Lily's property' on his forehead. And now you won't let me turn them into carrots! You are so mean to me! Your only purpose in life is to make my life miserable." huffed Sirius.
"Now, now, Paddy. If my life purpose was to make your life miserable, I would have transfigured you into a girl and made it permanent." smirked Remus.
"OK, then. I take it back. Your only purpose in life is to make sure I have no fun pranking outside of Hogwarts."
"You hit the nail right on the noggin, Pads."
"HA! I knew it! I was right!"
"Merlin, do you know what sarcasm is?" Remus cut into Sirius' victory dance that he was doing around the room.
Padfoot pulled a thoughtful face, and then he grinned. "Nope."
"Well, here is a dictionary! Find the meaning, then rethink this conversation!" Remus tossed the other man a little blue book.
"Fine then!" Sirius flipped through the book until he found the word 'sarcastic'. He then began to read aloud.
"'Sarcastic' pronounced: sar·cas·tic Adjective. Meaning: of, pertaining to, or characterized by sarcasm a sarcastic reply. Moony! This thing isn't speaking English!"
"Um, Paddy? Yes, it is. The words just aren't in your very small vocabulary!"
"Moony! Just tell me what sarcastic means!" winged Sirius.
"Pads . . . you were supposed to be finding the meaning for sarcasm!"
"Oh, well can't you just tell me what it means? Because I already looked."
"No, Paddy. I'm too busy, and besides, it will give you something to do other than annoy me!"
"But I can't look after Harry and look in the dictionary!"
Remus sighed. "Are you a wizard or not? Conjure up a damn cot and put Harry in it, stupid."
"Oh . . .Yah . . . I didn't think of that."
"And this is why you're not working in the Ministry." grinned the werewolf.
"That's mean." pouted the other man, putting Harry in the recently Conjured cot.
"No, it's true."
"Well . . . it's still mean!"
"Who cares? Just look up the damn meaning!"
"Fine, fine! I will then!" The dark-haired Animagus flipped through the little book again. "Meany."
"I heard that." chastised Remus playfully.
Sirius stopped on the correct page and made a triumphant noise.
sar·casm
–noun
Meaning 1: harsh or bitter derision or irony.
Meaning 2: a sharply ironical taunt; sneering or cutting remark: a review full of sarcasms.
"What do they mean by that, Moons? I don't get it!"
"What it means, Paddy, is that sarcasm means talking the opposite of what you mean. Like opposites, but you use a different tone of voice and then people know that your being sarcastic." clarified Remus. "Get it?"
"I think so."
"Good. Now, let me finish with the enchantments."
"Ok, then. But can I just . . .?"
"No."
"Fine, then, Mr. Mean-Bum."
Remus shook his head in exasperation. "Sticks and stones, Siri."
"Whatever."
BACK IN HOGSMEADE CLOSE TO THE SHRIEKING SHACK.
"James . . . are we there yet?" whined Lily.
"2 minutes, love." soothed her husband.
"Hurry up, dangit! My feet hurt!"
"I'm hurrying, OK? Just stay here for a second, because I just got to do something. Be right back!"
"OK, just hurry!"
"Sirius Black." spoke James into his two-way mirror, the other being with his best mate. Within a minute or so, Sirius head swam into focus.
"What is it, Prongsie?" Sirius sung.
"Is the Shack done yet?"
"Uh, give me a sec, Rem is doing them." Sirius head turned slightly to yell at Remus. "Moony! Are you done yet? Prongs wants to know!"
"Yes, you bloody nag, I'm done!" James heard Remus yell back.
"Good!" hollered Sirius. His head looked straight back at his mate again. "Prongs, he's done."
"Good, now shoo! We'll be there in about a minute, so apparate. Go. Shoo. NOW!"
"Merlin, James. Chillax, mate. We're gone!"
Sirius disappeared and James returned to where Lily was.
"OK, Lily-flower. I'm done."
"Good. Now can we go?"
James chuckled at his wife's impatience. "Yes, love, we're going!"
"OK . . . are we there yet?"
"No."
"Are we there yet?"
"No, Lily."
"Are we there yet?"
"No."
"Are we there yet?
"Merlin, Lils! I thought that I was supposed to be the impatient one in this relationship!" James chuckled.
"Are we there yet?"
"No."
"Are we there yet?"
"Bloody Hell, yes woman! Gods, you are impatient."
"Yes, I am. Sue me!" retorted the redhead in his arms.
"I can't do that now, can I? Then who will shag me?" grinned the Animagus.
Lily slapped his arm. "Is that all I'm good for?"
"Nope."
"Good, I'm glad. Now! Can you take this goddamned blindfold off me!"
"OK, just give me a second!" James took off the blindfold and let Lily go.
Lily looked at the building in front of her with disbelief. "James! Why, in the name of Merlin, did you take me all the way to the Shrieking Shack . . . from the Shrieking Shack?"
"Because, it wasn't done yet!" replied James.
"What wasn't done yet?" asked the redhead, raising an eyebrow in a suspicious manner that used to be able to make James cringe. Not any more, though.
"Your surprise! Come on, let's go inside!" sung James, heading towards the decaying door.
"Fine." huffed Lily, following James towards the dying piece of wood blocking the entrance to their destination.
When they walked in, Lily was speechless. On all the walls were moving pictures of her and James. One of when he asked her out in
fourth year and she slapped him. Their wedding day, just as they kissed. When Lily told James she was pregnant with Harry, and her favorite: Harry's first birth day when he was on his toy broomstick flyng from her to James. She turned back to look at James, who was watching and waiting for his wife's reaction, nervousness splayed across his handsome face.
"James, I don't know what to say . . ."
"You don't have to say anything. You can just kiss me."
With just one kiss, Lily showed so much passion and love that James thought he might explode. Lucky for him, she pulled away and just thrust her arms around James, and he hugged her back. Then, out of nowhere, a song began to play.
"James, how did you do this?" The redhead asked him, looking up at him with wonder and love.
"Magic, Lils." grinned James.
"But you sang this song, not Peter Frampton."
"Well, Lily dear, I changed the words of his song." James took a step back and bowed, before holding his hand out to his wife, who raised her eyebrows. "Would you like to dance?"
The redhead giggled. "Do I have to?"
"Yes." The black-haired man replied simply.
Lily took his hand and stepped into him, swaying to the melodious beat of the song playing in the air.
Ooh baby I love you ay
(everyday)
gonna tell you I love you ay
Wanna be with you
night and day
"James, I love you." whispered Lily after a few lines.
"I love you too, Lils."
Moon appears to shine and
light the sky
With the help of some fireflies
I wonder how
they have the power to shine, shine, shine
I can see them in your
eyes.
AROUND 2 O'CLOCK THAT DAY
"James, as much as I love being here and don't want to leave, but don't you think we should pick up Harry because Remus and Sirius have had him all day. And personally, between the two of them, I'm sure that Rem wil go insane."
"Lily, they told me that if we came to pick him up before 2:30, they would hex us. So, I don't think we should because Sirius would turn us into carrots or something."
"Oh! Fine then."
"Besides! We haven't even given gifts yet, so . . . happy anniversary!" sung James, pulling out a box from behind his back.
Lily grabbed it and opened the parcel to find a long, rectangular box. She opened it to find a lovely white gold charm bracelet with a golden Lily charm on it. (A/N: not very original but I cant' think of nothing else)
"James, it's so beautiful." cooed Lily, running her index finger over the small flower.
"You get a new charm for each anniversary." explained the man, nodding in indication to empty loops in the pattern.
"Wow, James! I… it's so beautiful . . ."
"I know, love. You already said that." grinned James, earing him a slap in the arm.
"Shut up! Here is what I got you."
James pulled the very large rectangular box wrapped in blue paper towards him. Grinning like a 5-year-old at Christmas, he opened it and found the new broomstick, the Comet 260.
"Wow, Lils! This is only just on the shelves . . . I mean wow… just wow. I love you."
"I love you too, James."
James kissed his wife passionately and hugged her tightly to him, presents lay forgotte on the floor next to the visibly in-love pair.
"Come on, it's 2:30. We can pick up Harry up, if you want." sighed James, prying his arms from his love.
"Yep, come on! I haven't seen him all day." replied Lily, stadig up and gathering their things. James was still sittingon the floor, watchig the way the redhead's ass swayed as she walked.
REMUS LUPINS HOUSE, 3 O'ÇLOCK
"Hello, boys! Give me my son back!" yelled Lily playfully, knocking on Remus' front door.
No answer.
"Come on, you two! It's Lily and James!"
"We're out the back!" hollered Remus' voice from inside the house.
--
"Harry! Do you want to see mummy? Come on, wake up, little man! Your mum and dad are here." sug Sirius, effectively wakig up the soozing little boy, right before Lily came in the door.
"Harry, mummy is here! Give mummy a cuddle." cooed the redhead, whilst picking up Harry. Then they hugged, and Harry laughed one of the cutest laughs you have ever heard.
"Now, Lily! We don't want to suffocate the poor boy! Let him breathe." chatised Sirius playfully.
"OK." Lily reluctantly let go of her only child.
"Come on, Lily. How about you go home? I will be there soon with Harry, alright?" asked James, coming into the room with Remus.
"OK, but hurry home." The redhead kissed her husband and her son, slapped a gagging Sirius playfully and smiled at an exasperated looking Remus before disapparting back into her home.
POTTER RESIDENCE 3.25 PM
"Oh, well . . . I guess I better get Harry's dinner ready." sighed Lily, not noticing the how different her house was. Until she slipped on something red that was on the floor.
"What--? Hey, fuck! Why are there rose petals all over the floor?" Lily swore, lookig around the room, noticing more of the little menacing red things. "OK, I guess it was just something James did. Wait, there's a note too."
Lily picked up a piece of parchment that was floating a few feet off the floor, a few paces in front of the rose petal trail.
Follow the flowers,
love James!
"I knew it." muttered the redhead, looking at the trail. "Oh well, I better do as the note says." Lily followed the petals, humming to herself.
"Another note." she muttered, grabbing another piece of yellowing papaer out of the air.
Into the garden we go, my flower . . .
"James really is mental." Sighing, Lily headed out the door.
Looking around, she found another note. This one was floating above a small box. Opeing it, the redheaded youg woman gasped in amazement. Sitting in the box was another charm. It was a little butterfly with a golden body and bronzed wings, diamonds and jade decorating the wings.
Fingering the jewels on the wings, Lily muttered: "Wow! James really knows how to please a girl."
Looking aroud the ground, she frowned. "The rose petals stop now. What is he playing at--.
With a sudden jerk of her navel. Lily found herself in the bedroom. The red petal trail started again.
"Ok, and now the trail begins again." Lily followed them, still humming. The petals stopped in the bathroom.
"Now I'm in the bathroom-- OK, and another note. Ohh, fun!" she muttered sarcastically, not admitting to herself that she found this sweet. She plucked the note out of the air and looked down at it.
Lily, choose one of the dresses and get yourself all dolled up. (not that you need it) I'm not telling you where we're going, because I know that it will drive you mental.
--James
"Ok, what dresses--? Oh, wow! These are beautiful! . . . Wow!" muttered the woman, looking in awe at the three dresses, suspended in mid-air.
The first was emerald green to mach her eyes and hugged her curves. It had spaghetti straps and made her look fine.
The second dress was a red one. It had long sleeves and a v-neck line.
It was knee length and showed off her lovely calves.
The third and last dress was a black one. It made her look skinnier than she already was, and made her boobs look bigger. Simple, but elegant, it was tight at the top and flowed out at the bottom.
"Wow! What one should I pick?" Lily muttered to herself. "Number one matches my eyes. Number 2 is really pretty but, no. Number 3 is so simple yet, so me. I guess I pick number 3. Not too formal, not too casual. Just right."
Once Lily was done with her dress, she did her makeup and tried various hairstyles. In the end, she chose to leave her hair down and do 2 little plaits in her long fringe and tie them at the back of her hair.
"James, are you back yet?" Lily yelled to the supposedly-deserted house.
"Yes, Lils, and Harry is in bed and the baby sitters will be here in about 5 minutes, OK?" James hollered back.
"We have a baby sitter?"
"Yes."
"But, who is it? Who is up for the job?"
"Fabian and Emmeline." Lily heard a bang and a yell.
"But . . . they could be risking their lives, just so we can go out for our anniversary!"
"Lily, they'll be fine." soothed James, comig into the room. "There is nothing wrong with the house. We have all possible protective spells and charms invented. Nothing will happen, and just because I know. You worry too much.
"I have set up a communication connection between us and them, and I have put one of the most powerful protective spells on Harry, Sirius and Remus to do it too. It is now so strong that someone could use the killing curse on him, Merlin forbid, but he wouldn't feel a thing. All we need is for you to do it too."
"OK, James. I'll be right back."
"OK." The Animagus kissed his wife on the cheek as she headed out the door.
ROUND 7 OCLOCK THAT NIGHT
Ding dong!
"We're here!" sung a feminine voice from outside the Potter's front door.
James opened the door for the two people outside. "Hello Fabian, Emmeline. How are you?"
Fabian shook James' outstretched hand. "Fine, mate. How are you and the missus?"
"Lily's been frettig all afternoon. I'm alright, though."
Fabian chuckled.
"Hey, man, thaks for babysitting tonight. It means a lot to Lils and I."
"No worries, James. Come on, we know you guys have been cooped up in here for weeks. You deserve to go out for a night." spoke Emmeline.
"Yeah." agreed her red-headed companion.
"And if you come back before 9 o'clock, we will have to lock you out, OK?" vowed the black-haired woman.
"OK." chuckled James, as Lily appeared in the room from the stairs. "Look, here's Lils!"
"Hi, Lily. You look fabulous!" gushed Em, staring at Lily's dress.
"Hey, Lils. Nice dress." smirked the redhead man.
"Hi, huys. And thanks. James picked it."
"Good pick, James, my man."
"James! Polyjuice potion, love?" asked Lily.
"Yes, dear. Hair please, you lot." James handed them a glass of the foul-lookig liquid.
Adding their hairs to the glasses, James' potion turned caary yellow, Lily's went a pearly white colour, and Fabian's and Emmelie's turned yellowy-orange and light purple respectively. Swapping the glasses around, Lily ended up with Emmeline's, while James got Fabian's. Emmeline got Lily's, and Fabian got James'.
"Now, before you drink, we might want to go into differet rooms." suggested Lily.
"Good idea, Lils."
The four of them went their separate ways to drink the disgustig concoction.
10 minutes later after transfomations.
"OK, Lils. Let's go." James tugged on Lily's arm (as Emmeline and Fabian.).
"James, we look like Emmeline Vance and Fabian Prewett. We might need to call each other their names, given that Emmeline is a teacher at Hogwarts and Fabian is an auror."
"Oh, yeah!"
"We need to leave, this'll only last for an hour or so."
"There's a bottle in the fridge, in case he wakes up, and his favourite teddy is the orange Phoenix. If anything happens, come find us, OK?"
"Lily! Fabian and I can take care of a baby, OK? Relax, and go have a good time!" chatised Emmilne.
"Sorry. I've just never left him before." Lily looked sheepish.
"We know. Get going, you two. Shoo! Leave!" Fabian shoved them in the directio of the door.
"OK, OK, you pushy shit! We're going!" yelled James, dragging Lily outside.
"Come on, Lils. We got to use Side-Along Apparation because you don't know where I'm taking you!" James finished in a sing-song voice.
"OK. Bye, Em! Bye, Fabian! Thanks again!" Lily waved bye to Emmeline and Fabian.
"Bye!" sung Emmeline and Fabian as Lily was sucked into crushing darkness, hanging onto her husband for dear life.
SOME RANDOM ALLEYWAY ABOUT 7:20 PM
Looking around, Lily realized that she had never been to this place before.
"James, where are we?"
"France, honey."
"France?!" shrieked Lily.
James rolled his eyes. "Yes, Lils. There is this really nice restaurant that Molly recommended. Arthur took her out when she told him that she was pregnant with Ginny."
Little Ginevra Molly Weasley had been born a few weeks ago, raising the total number of red-headed Weasley's running around to a grand total of 7. Although, Bill and Charlie were in Hogwarts. Bill was in his fifth year, and Charlie was in his first.
"OK, let'sgo."
A few minutes later, the couple arrived at a beautiful little place that had a clear view of the terrace.
"Oh, James, this is beautiful!" gushed Lily.
"Told you, love."
"Yes, well . . . shall we?"
"We shall." replied her husband in a fake pompous tone. The walked inside and waited for a waiter.
"Do you have a reservation?" asked the waiter, with a heavy French accent.
"Yes, under the name 'Prewett'." replied James, sinking into his role as Fabian.
"Ah, if you would follow me, please."
The interior of the restaurant was beautiful. Fluttering fairies lit the tables that were covered with red table clothes and velvet-coloured chairs. They took their seats and opened the menu after their waiter left.
"James? Big problem."
"Yes, Lily, dear?" Lily could hear the smirk in his voice.
"The menu's are in French!"
"No problem. I speak French."
"Since when?"
"Since my parents brought me to France a few times when we were still in school. Eve Sirius and Remus came with us a few times."
"Oh."
"Yes. So, m'dear . . . snails or garlic bread for starters. Then Chicken Cordon Bleu Dinner or Braised Beef in Red Wine Sauce or Herb-Crusted Pork Florentine. And for desert they have Crêpe of Fresh Local Strawberries with Strawberry Crème Fraiche or Warm Molten Chocolate Cake, Hazelnut Ice Cream, Espresso Sauce or Watermelon Panna Cotta, Micro Fruit Salad."
"Right. And how do we order?"
"Oh, you say 'cette nourriture', and then the food you want, and it'll appear on your plate." exlplained James.
"I love magic." sighed Lily lovingly.
"Me too." grinned James.
"And when you're done, say 'fait' and the plate'll disappear."
"OK, cool!"
"Let's eat!"
THE POTTER RESIDENCE, 8:30ISH
"Emmelie!" yelled Fabian from his perch at the window. "He's here! He's come for Harry!"
"He can't! Harry's only a child!"
"Well, Emme, he is! We can't change this! Get Harry and run!"
"OK." Emmeline in Lily's body turned to go up the stairs.
"Em!" yelled Fabian as James.
He grabbed her arm and spu her around, kissing her passionately."I love you."
"I love you too, Fabian."
"GO!" growled Prewett, forcing her towards the stairs.
Emmeline forced back the tears threatening to spill, and ran into the loungeroom, grabbing Harry and bolting up the stairs.
"Come on, Harry. We are going to go upstairs, and you are going to go ito your cot, and behave yourself, OK?"
A series of bangs, thumps and screams echoed from the bottom floor. Harry made a noise, as if he was going to cry. Noticing this, Emmeline changed tactics and decided to keep the toddler as busy as possible.
"Shh, baby boy. Look! Here's your teddy! Let's play!"
The fake redhead sighed in relief when Harry took the toy and started to play quietly.
"AVADA KEDAVRA!"
"Oh, Merlin! Fabian! Here, Harry! We'll play Peek-a-boo!" whispered Emmeline, as she heard Voldemort thumping up the stairs. "Hide under the blanket, and don't come out until I find you, OK?
The black-haired toddler wriggled under the blanket and stayed there. Emmeline silently thanked every God in every culture that Lily and James had such a bright child.
The door banged opened and Emmeline spun around. In the doorway was Voldemort, in all his eveil glory, his wand pointed directly at Emmeline's heart.
"Move aside, girl. I only need the boy." The white man hissed.
"No, not Harry! Have mercy!"
"You're getting o my nerves, girl. Give me the boy."
"NO! You ca't take Harry, I won't let you." screamed Emmeline, so very, very glad that Harry was still under the covers.
"Last chance, Potter."
"NO! I WON'T LET YOU HAVE HIM!"
Voldemort smirked. "Fine. Your life it is. AVADA KEDAVRA!"
With a thump that echoed through the creepily quiet house, Emmeline Vance's lifeless body hit the floor.
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Little Harry cringed and peeked his head out from under his cover when he heard sinister laughter. The scary-looking man turned his wand on Harry, and hatred filled the void left by the laughter.
"Avada Kedavra!"
The house shook as the curse rebounded off of the defenceless baby. Voldemort felt as his soul left his body, and said body disappeared into the air.
The house fell down around the baby boy, screaming in fright, a fresh red cut on his forehead.
Back in france at about 8:31 pm
"James! Someone apparated to the house. I just felt my alarm go off!" whispered Lily across the table to her husband.
"Shit! Come on, Lils, let's go!"
THE POTTER MANOR (or whats left of it)
"James! He's been here!" screamed Lily, looking at her demolished house. "HARRY!"
"LILY! Calm down! We will find him!" James soothed his sobbig wife. "I'll go first. be careful, and don't make the rest of the house fall. OK?"
"OK." whipered Lily, her dark-hair slowly returning to it's normal shade of red.
"OK."
James walked in to see his ow body on the floor, dead. Fabian was dead. Fightig back tears over a great friend's death, he tactfully covered the body up, so Lily would get eve more upset.
"Lily! It's OK now!"
"Are you sure, James?"
"Positive, love."
Lily walked in, and noticed her husband's body on the floor, but with red hair. She covered her mouth in horror.
"Oh, James! Did . . . did he get Emmeline too?"
"Let me check. Stay here."
"OK."
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James carefully started up the stairs, stopping whenever it creaked. Creeping into Harry's room, he saw Emmeline's body on the floor. He also heard a whimpering coming from the cot.
Harry was still alive.
"LILY!" screamed James. 'COME UPSTAIRS! NOW!"
"James! Who's up there?" James could hear Lily runing through the house.
"It's Harry! He's still alive!"
Lily burst into the room and ripped Harry from James' arms. She hugged him to her chest, ignoring the images of Emmeline and Fabian's bodies floating around in her head.
"He is! He has a horrible scar on his head! We never should have left! Oh, Merlin! I'll never leave you again, Harry James Potter!" Lily vowed.
"Come on, Lils. We have to tell Dumbledore."
DUMBLEDORE'S OFFICE
"Professor! We have somethig to tell you!" James told Dumbledore as they apparated directly ito his office, with a fair amount of effort.
"Yes?"
"Lily and I wated to go out for our anniversary, and Emmeline and Fabian offered to babysit . . ." started James.
"Any way, we used Polyjuice potion, so oone knew it was us, and Voldemort decided to pay them a visit. Somehow, he managed to find out about the house, and he killed Emmeline and Fabian, and he tried to kill Harry, but failed. So now Harry has a scar on his head."
"So the prophecy came true, then?"
"But, Professor, what do we do now?
"James, Lily, I have something to tell you. However, it is probably somethig that you will disagree with. I thik that it is best if you pretend to be dead."
"WHAT?!" yelled James.
"Yes, James. You have to be dead to everyone, and that icludes your son. I will stay in touch with you, and keep you updated on how your so is doing and the such. It's for the best."
"Do we really have to leave him? Isn't there another way? Where will he go?"
"I wish that there was. But, thus, this is the only way. Harry will stay with Petunia and her family, I believe."
"He can't go there! My sister hates me ad my family!"
"I have my ways, Lily dear."
"Can we still see him at Christmas, and erase his memory after each time? I can't live kowing that my baby is being forced to live a life by my sister's rules."
"That seems acceptable. But he must have no recollectio of any visits. Understood?"
"Yes, sir."
"OK. I will give you five minutes, but then I must take him."
"O-OK, sir." Lily sobbed again.
"Lils, we'll be watchig him and seeig him at every Christmas, it's not like we will never see him again." reasoed Jame, effectively calming his wife down. "Come on, let's cuddle him until next year."
Lily let out a watery chuckle. "I'll try."
"We love you, Harry."
"Never forget us."
"I need to take him. Say goodbye, m'dears." spoke Dumbledore quietly.
"Bye, bye Harry. See you at Christmas."
Sorry this chapter took so long but I got it done finally yay plese please please review it would make me so much happer.
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