Lily was convinced that childbirth wasn't supposed to unfold like this. She had delved into numerous books, consulted various people, conducted thorough research, and even attempted to discreetly witness a birth—though James thwarted that plan. Yet, nowhere had she discovered that when a baby is born, hospital lights flicker, an eerie air envelopes the room, and an overwhelming magical pressure builds.
She felt gratitude that James had successfully diverted the attention of doctors and nurses from these peculiar occurrences. Without his intervention, she would have struggled to explain the inexplicable.
Turning to my right, I couldn't suppress a small laugh at the bewildered expression on James' face as he surveyed the scene, clearly uncertain about what to do. It appeared that his years of pranks and mischief at Hogwarts hadn't prepared him for a supernatural childbirth.
Reflecting on James, she couldn't help but recall his proposal, which came shortly after learning about her pregnancy. The unexpected turn of events during their weekend outing had left her terrified, but now, in the midst of the extraordinary birth, it all seemed like a surreal journey.
Flashback:
"I don't know what I'm going to do; my parents will kill me. I don't even have a stable job because the damn ministry is controlled by racists and terrorists," Lily exclaimed, pacing back and forth in front of James.
Seated in the living room of his ancestral house in Godric's Hollow, James watched Lily, the love of his life (despite what Padfoot claimed), move around in a state of hysteria. He attempted to get her attention, calling her name multiple times, until finally, he resorted to shouting, "LILY!"
"WHAT?" she shouted back.
"I have no idea what you're talking about," James replied.
"Oh," was all Lily managed to say before collapsing exhausted on the couch.
James patiently waited for her to speak, but she seemed lost in her thoughts.
"So, what's wrong?" he asked gently.
"I'm pregnant," Lily whispered, but her words were lost on James.
"Sorry, I didn't listen. What did you say?" James inquired.
"I'm pregnant," Lily repeated in a more audible voice.
James's mind froze for a moment. After years of occlumency training, his mental shields activated, allowing him to clear his thoughts. He pondered how she could be pregnant when they weren't even together and hadn't done anything.
Observing James's changing expressions—from blankness to realization, then confusion—Lily understood his train of thought. "It's not yours, you idiot," she exclaimed, exasperated.
"But it's not mine. Did you come here to tell me that?" James responded, confused.
"We haven't done anything to get pregnant; we're not even together," Lily clarified, almost shouting.
"That's why I don't understand. How can you be pregnant without even doing anything?" James asked, growing more perplexed.
"You're telling me I can only get pregnant if it's with you," Lily said in a calm yet pointed voice.
"EXACTLY," James answered, realizing too late the implications of his words.
Lily stared at him with a raised eyebrow, a look promising consequences if he didn't choose his next words carefully.
"Hey, wait, that's not what I meant. I thought you were saying there's no point in telling me this if I'm not the father," James attempted to clarify.
Lily sighed tiredly, the stress of the day returning. "It's not yours, James. I came here because I didn't know where else to go. My sister hates me, Alice is with Frank, I have no idea where Marlene is, and let's not even mention Severus."
James couldn't suppress a pang of hatred at the mention of Snape's name, but he chose to set it aside and refocus on the current situation. "And who is the father?" he asked.
Lily sighed before responding, "A guy I met in a bar a week ago. I needed to escape the pressure of this war, and he was there, eyeing me like I was his prey. Initially, I ignored him; his gaze made me uncomfortable. But then, he approached, speaking in a refined and polite manner as if he were a lord, charmingly flirting. He called me the most beautiful person he had ever seen, said I would become a queen, claimed I was above all others, and, well, we had a drink. Eventually, I thought, why not, and we kissed. The rest is history.
Regret consumed me the next day, and I left before he woke up. I even tiptoed around the room for fear of waking him. All I knew was his name—Klaus," Lily concluded.
James struggled to hide his jealousy, grappling with the idea that someone had swiftly entered her life in a way he hadn't managed in seven years of friendship. Determined to focus on more pressing matters, he asked, "And you didn't use a contraceptive spell?"
Lily blushed, admitting, "he told me he was infertile."
"he told you he was infertile?" James clarified incredulously.
"Yes," Lily replied, clearly embarrassed.
"AND YOU BELIEVED HIM?" James exclaimed.
"I WAS NOT IN MY RIGHT SENSES, OK?" Lily shouted back.
"You weren't in your right senses?" James retorted sarcastically. "No, that totally justifies it."
"I didn't come here for you to yell at me and judge, okay? If I wanted that, I would have gone to my parents," Lily defended herself. "I came here because I needed to tell someone. I was going completely crazy."
James stared at her, contemplating the situation for a moment. Eventually, he surprised her with an unexpected proposition. "Marry me," he said.
"What?" Lily responded, shocked.
"Marry me," James repeated.
"You're crazy," she said.
"No, wait, listen to me. You said you didn't have a job, and I have a fortune gathering dust. I can help you," James explained.
Lily protested, "James, I'm not going to marry you for money," but he cut her off.
"I know, I know. It's not just that. With the current situation in the magical world, you and the baby won't be safe. If people find out that a Muggleborn is having a baby with a Muggle, you'll be the number one target of the Death Eaters."
Lily remained unconvinced. "This can work. I could even do a blood adoption for him to be my son," James suggested.
Surprised, Lily asked, "Would you do that for me?"
With unwavering sincerity, James replied, "I would do anything for you."
To this day, Lily couldn't explain it, but something in James's face made her aware of his sincerity. She hesitated before finally saying, "Okay, let's get married."
End of Flashback
In the end, she had no regrets about her decision. Learning to love James made the past nine months a wonderful journey, despite the obstacles they faced.
They maintained the facade of a secret relationship since their last year at Hogwarts, a story they fed to their parents and anyone who inquired. Although their parents weren't entirely convinced, they chose to accept it, attributing it to Lily's independent nature. This acceptance only fueled Lily's guilt. However, when it came to her friends, Alice and Marlene quickly saw through the lie, prompting Lily to share the truth. After ensuring her commitment, both friends wholeheartedly supported their decision.
James' "Marauders" friends, on the other hand, had mixed reactions. Peter easily believed the lie, but Sirius and Remus saw through it. Eventually, they disclosed the truth to the latter two, who congratulated James on successfully winning Lily, albeit in an unconventional manner. Peter remained in the dark, as they deemed it best to keep the circle of those in the know as small as possible.
The entire pregnancy proceeded without complications. The baby was healthy, and Lily, considered lucky by the doctor, experienced no vomiting but rather unique meat cravings, with a preference for it slightly undercooked.
Returning to the present, she was surprised to find no pain during childbirth. The baby moved within her, signaling his imminent arrival. In what felt like a fleeting moment, the magical signs ceased, replaced by the cries of her newborn son. Overwhelmed, tears streamed down her face. She had a son, she was a mother.
Observing the nurses attending to him, she eagerly waited for the chance to hold her son. A tuft of reddish-blonde hair caught her attention, a blend of her own red hair and the blonde hair of her biological father. As she cradled him, she noted his yet-undeveloped features, confident that he would grow into a handsome young man. However, the true marvel awaited when his eyes met hers. A mirror of her own emerald eyes, but somehow more beautiful, like a pair of sparkling emeralds.
Interrupting her thoughts, a nurse gently asked for the baby's name to complete the record.
Hadrian," James uttered, and Lily turned to him, her adoring face reflected in her husband's expression. "Hadrian Potter," James completed, a tearful smile forming.
"Hadrian James Potter," Lily echoed.
Surprised, James turned to her. "He's both your son and mine," Lily assured, prompting a tearful smile from James.
"Our son," James said.
"Our Harry," Lily added.
Time skip
Over a year passed since Harry's birth, and Lily and James couldn't be happier. However, their bliss was interrupted when Dumbledore arrived one day, revealing a prophecy marking Harry as the chosen one to defeat Voldemort. After dropping this bombshell, Dumbledore advised them to hide, as Death Eaters might be aware of the prophecy. He refused to disclose who had overheard it and abruptly left, promising assistance.
Despite their skepticism about the prophecy, Lily and James decided to take precautions. They used various protective spells and ultimately opted for the Fidelio Charm, making their home virtually undetectable. With Peter as the secret keeper, they secluded themselves, ensuring Harry's safety.
Now, in their living room one Halloween night, Lily and James marveled at Harry's growth. The most noticeable change was his messy yet expertly styled black hair, breaking a supposed family curse. James complained, but Lily found joy in the improvements for future Potters.
Their idyllic family scene was disrupted by a hooded figure approaching their home. The figure raised a wand, and an explosion followed. Reacting quickly, James positioned himself to protect his family, urging Lily to take Harry and run.
Reluctantly, Lily left without her wand, realizing she'd be a hindrance. James confronted the hooded figure, revealing him as Voldemort. The two engaged in a magical duel, but James knew he couldn't hold him off for long.
"Dumbledore will hear about this insolence," Voldemort sneered.
"That's not your name. No mother would call her son Voldemort," James retorted defiantly.
Voldemort, angered, cast the killing curse. James conjured a marble block to shield himself, retaliating with a diffindo. The duel intensified, with James animating furniture into attacking animals.
Voldemort mocked James, distracting him long enough to realize the betrayal of their secret keeper, Peter. Realizing the gravity of the situation, James faced Voldemort's killing curse.
In his final moments, James activated a protective ritual, sending his magic to Harry as a sacrifice. The green curse struck James, and his lifeless body fell to the floor.
Voldemort paused to glance at James' lifeless body before proceeding toward his target. Lily, armed with her wand, rushed to Harry's room to confront the approaching danger. However, she found herself trapped, barriers preventing her escape. Desperation set in as she tried various magical methods to break free.
As Harry began to cry, Lily felt a magical pressure enveloping him. Realizing it was James' magic, she found solace in the knowledge that a part of him would remain with their son. Gathering her strength, she braced herself for the imminent confrontation with Voldemort, prepared to sacrifice herself for Harry's safety.
Voldemort entered the room, demanding Lily to step aside. Desperation in her plea, Lily begged for Harry's life. Voldemort, unmoved, cast the killing curse. In an act of maternal instinct, Lily directed her magic to Harry the moment she heard the first word of the curse. The green light struck her, leaving both Lily and James lifeless on the floor.
Turning to the last living occupant, Voldemort raised his wand, intending to end the baby's life. However, unbeknownst to him, a protective ritual activated. Combined with the sacrifice of Lily and James, Harry was surrounded by an invisible aura, ready to deflect harm.
Just before the killing curse reached Harry, the protective aura manifested as a golden dome, deflecting the curse back toward Voldemort. The Dark Lord, taken by surprise, was disintegrated by his own curse. Only a lightning-shaped scar remained as evidence of the magical encounter.
In the aftermath, Harry was left alone, crying for his lost parents. The golden aura around him compressed, becoming invisible once more. If anyone had observed, they might have seen a fleeting change in his emerald eyes to a golden hue.
Time skip
On a seemingly ordinary street, two peculiar figures awaited the arrival of a giant man on a motorcycle. Dumbledore and McGonagall, observing from afar, discussed the decision to leave Harry with the Dursleys.
As Hagrid arrived with baby Harry, Dumbledore noticed the overwhelming magical power within the child. Concerned about its potential growth, he pondered how to control it. However, a scar on Harry's forehead, resembling a lightning bolt, caught their attention.
Upon closer inspection, Dumbledore realized the scar contained a piece of Voldemort's soul. Believing that Harry's powers had to be suppressed to avoid a power struggle with Voldemort, he attempted to cast healing spells. Using the Elder Wand, Dumbledore unintentionally blocked a significant portion of Harry's powers, leaving only his wand magic active.
Unbeknownst to all, Harry, born from a unique lineage of a vampire and a werewolf, possessed the potential for various magical abilities beyond wand magic. Despite Dumbledore's attempt to suppress his powers, the trihybrid wizard carried within him a vast and unexplored magical heritage.