Something New

James's POV

"Well it's obvious isn't it?" I asked the room after the Healer retreated, giving everyone time to think, "save Eve! Why are we even thinking about this?"

"Because James, don't act rashly," mum said. "Plus it's Caroline's and Gary's decision, not yours."

"Why is it theirs? Because they've been such fucking good parents this whole time? Like they're not the reason Eve is so fucked up?" I probably shouldn't have said that. Mum was looking at me like I had grown another head. I looked over at Gary and Caroline, who looked heartbroken.

"He's right. We agree with his decision to save Eve, but he's right," Caroline said.

"I… didn't mean it like that," I said quietly.

"Yeah, you did. And you're right," Gary said. "It's okay. I'll go tell the healers."

I slumped down in the chair and leaned into Rose, who was sobbing slightly. My chest hurt. But other than that I was going numb. Completely and totally numb. I was going to lose the baby. What if she hated me for picking her? She probably would.

"James? James Potter?" a Healer came out. "Eve is asking for you."

"She's… it's finished?"

The Healer didn't say anything, just gestured me in. Eve was laying there, her eyes cracked open, her face deathly pale. "Save the baby," she said, as soon as I walked in.

"Eve, I am not doing that."

"Please," she begged. "And keep him."

"Eve," I said, my heart breaking. "I can't. I can't leave you behind. I am nothing without you. And so I don't care if you hate me for the rest of my life, but I'm not making that decision."

But I was talking to a stiff board again. "SHE'S NOT BREATHING AGAIN!" I bellowed, making all the healers rush forward again. I was kicked out again this time too, but I didn't fight it. I couldn't. I didn't even have any more fight left in me.

Rose's POV

"Rose, look," Scorpius said, pointing toward James. He was pale and sobbing, and couldn't even make it to the chair. Scorpius and Al jumped up and ran toward him, picking him up and placing him in a chair. I walked over and held him while he sobbed.

"What's wrong?"

"She's not breathing again," he gasped. Gary and Caroline turned and fell into each other, sobbing. I turned and looked around, hearing weird snapping noises and saw someone with a camera sitting behind a flowerpot. I elbowed Al and Scorpius and pointed. They were up in a second. They walked over, as if cavalierly talking to one another, until one second later, the guy with the camera was up with his collar scrunched up and pushed against the wall.

"Who the fuck do you think you are?" Al snarled at him. "You are intruding on a tragedy here."

"Albus Potter, language. And put him down," Aunt Ginny said warningly, walking up to the man. "You need to get out of here. Are you working for the Prophet? Because I will have you fired, you no good—" she began.

"No ma'am, BeWitching Tales—"

"Get out of this hospital," Uncle Harry said, drawing his wand. The reporter yelped and ran out of the ward at the threat of Harry Potter hexing him to bits and pieces. I would have thought it was funny, but I wasn't sure anything was funny at this point.

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James's POV

This time it did draw into the late hours. Dom had left, promising to come back after she had showered, and a few other people meandered in and out, checking on us, bringing us food, but I refused to eat until I knew what happened. More than once dad tried to use his golden boy status to force his way in, but over and over again it didn't work. A healer came out around dusk the next morning, looking grave. My heart was in my throat. "Follow me," the Healer said. "Everyone but James. Eve said she wants to see you after everyone."

People went in and came out, smiling and looking relieved. Finally, I was called in. Eve smiled at me, and I ran toward her, feeling sick.

"Eve, oh thank God—" I said, taking her hand.

"No, James listen, I'm not going to make it," she whispered. I dropped to my knees, keeping her hand in mine.

"Honey, you must be tired and speaking nonsense…" I said.

"No, the Healers said there's nothing they can do." I looked at her, disbelieving.

"No."

A Healer put his hand on my shoulder. "She's telling the truth."

"But then why did everyone look so happy?" I asked, turning in horror to Eve.

"Because I lied to them. But I'm telling you the truth because you're the only one, James. You've only ever been the only one I've loved and who's loved me from the beginning."

"Eve, stop saying those things," I said, starting to cry.

"James, I love you," Eve said, touching my face. "And I always will, you know that."

"No, don't you dare say goodbye. There are no goodbyes. AND GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF OF ME!" I yelled at the healer, who sprung away from me.

"Amelia. Name her Amelia Potter."

"Who?" I asked, trying to keep my sobs in.

"My baby girl. Our baby girl. I was wrong," she choked out, pale and suffering. "She is a she."

"What?" I asked. "The baby?"

"I told Scorpius and Rose to be godparents. I hope that's okay."

"Eve, what are you saying? I don't understand you, please talk sense—" I sobbed.

"Keep her," she said, stroking my hair. "She's beautiful." I shook my head, not able to comprehend what was going on. She couldn't die. She couldn't leave me. "Kiss me, James," she said breathlessly. Sobbing I shook my head, refusing to say goodbye. I looked up at her face, and there was a tiny smile, and tear filled eyes. I stood up as quickly as I could and leaned over her, leaning over and kissing her lips. She responded with fierceness and my heart was breaking.

"Don't leave me, Eve," I sobbed, hugging her violently close. "Don't leave me, please don't leave me—" But she wasn't breathing anymore and her arms had fell away from my body. I pulled away from her and looked at her face, pale and perfect, even in death. Her eyes were open and sobbing, I reached up and closed them, not bearing to see the lack of that beautiful fire in them. And then I panicked. "DO SOMETHING!" I screamed, and healers swarmed around me, pulling me up and then everything went black.

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Rose's POV

Amelia Evelyn Potter. She was a beautiful baby. Her eyes were bright green, her hair a dark red, curly sort, and her skin pale. She was a small, quiet baby, and for days, she cried only very little. She watched. She watched everyone a lot. Well, not her father, due to the fact that he couldn't even look at her. He never looked at her. He hadn't even held her. It was a problem, considering we were supposed to go back to school in a week. I assumed Aunt Ginny would take over but she had work too. Mum did too. Scorpius assured me that I had enough family for an army of babysitters. The night before school I tried for another trip to James's room, trying to get him out. I knocked twice, but no answer, so I pushed the door open.

Left for the Cannons,

Be back in a month or two.

James

I threw the note on the floor, sank to my knees and began to sob. I sobbed for Amelia. I sobbed for Eve. I sobbed for James. Arms wrapped around me and Scorpius and I sat like that, enveloped in each other.

"I'll work from home," Aunt Ginny said from the door way. "He just needs time."

But even she sounded unconvinced.

AN: I know what you all think of me. But it was always the plan. If you still love me, there's a sequel that will be good, hopefully. Thank you to everyone who has stuck by me and Secrets. You're seriously where my inspiration came from. Until next time, gmenon1 :)