Disclaimer: As you might've noticed, I don't own anything, or else I'd be showing it off.

A/N: This is a repost of the second chapter. I'm really sorry about the lost of lyrics, but you know how it is now. All I can say is, listen to Come What May from Moulin Rouge...and the lines start from 'Suddenly the world...' to 'It all revovles...'. The crosses or 'x' are where the original line should be.

Bundle of Life

xxXxx

They sat in the sofa in their cozy room in a winter morning. Neither of them had work, so they decided to spend their morning indoors, slowly eating the breakfast she had prepared. They had finished their food and were enjoying a nice cup of coffee.

As James was sipping, Lily suddenly asked. "James, what do you think about a baby?"

He stopped at looked at her with raised eyebrow. "Well," he began slowly, "I've always wanted a boy-"

"A boy? Not a girl?" Lily asked, her eyebrow raised now.

"Boy and girl. I don't mind as long as I can spoil the baby." James smiled at his wife while putting his arm around her shoulders.

Lily smiled at him then looked away, sipping from her cup. She was deep in thoughts but James waited. She'd always told him what she was thinking in the end.

"What if," she began again. "What if, I tell you that I'm expecting a child?"

"What?" James looked at her confused. Expecting a child? Did they adopt?

"James, I'm pregnant." Lily announced as she set her cup down and looked at him for reactions.

His train of thoughts stopped. Lily. Expecting a Child. Pregnant.

"How?" he voiced the first thing that came into her mind.

Lily looked at him amused and said, "Well…you know, the birds and the bees…"

"I know that!" James said, his face still stricken. "But how?"

"Sex? Rings a bell?" Lily suddenly becoming very emotional as she shook with an unknown feeling. "If you don't wan-"

She was silenced by James' kiss. Her words lost as her husband pressed his mouth to hers, giving her a passionate kiss. When they broke apart, James said seriously, "Don't even think about it. I want the baby."

"Oh, James." Lily cried as she hugged herself close to him.

They stayed quiet for sometime until curiosity peeped in his mind.

"So, when? Do we need to buy the cot now? Do you need anything? Do-"

"No, James. The baby's not coming until July or August." Lily laughed at James' eagerness. It was as if his first day of school again.

"Oh! I need to tell Sirius!" James said before running off to find some paper.

Life was perfect.

xxXxx

"James Potter! I hate you! I hate you! I hate you so damn much!" Lily screamed inside the room.

Outside the room, two men were present; one shifting nervously, the other pacing.

"Prongs," Sirius said frantically, trying to whisper but unable to due to the nerves that were wrecking havoc in him. "She hates you! Did you hear that? She's screaming it out to the whole bloody hospital!"

The pacing man stopped and turned to Sirius, horror written across his face. "You don't think she meant that do you? I mean she's in pain and all." He said nervously.

"She bloody well meant it, screaming like a banshee inside. She's going to kill you! You shouldn't have buggered her!"

"Yes." Another voice said breathless, "But then you won't become godfather."

"REMUS!" Both men shouted, earning dirty glances from the healers of the hospital.

"Glad to know I'm welcomed." Remus said, regaining his breath. "Sorry I'm a bit late-"

Another scream of curses sounded from the room. The three men winced.

"Shouldn't they ward those rooms?" Remus asked.

"Said it'd interfere with the delicate condition of the mother and the baby." Sirius grumbled.

"I wish I don't have to hear this." James said as another scream was heard and looked longingly at the barred doors.

"Well…I always knew Lily was a screamer." Sirius tried to lighten up the mood, which earned him a glare from Remus.

Just then a healer walked out. There was some blood on his hand as even though there was the aid of magic, child-birth in the magical world could still be a mess. And it often was.

The three men stilled and stared.

"Mr. Potter?" the healer asked.

"Is Lily okay?" James asked rapidly. "How is Lily…and the baby?"

"Your wife's in the final stage of the labor where she will give birth. It is going to be a very trying task. You're very welcomed to participate in this part."

"Of course I will!" James said without hesitation.

With that the healer led James away. Sirius and Remus stood there, staring.

"There's more? There was blood already." Sirius whispered, still looking blankly at the room and turning white at a very fast rate. "…and there's more and it's even harder."

With that, Sirius dropped into a dead faint. Remus caught him before he slumped toward the ground. The healer by the counter came over to help him to put Sirius to the bench.

"First-time father?" the woman asked, smiling.

"No." Remus grinned sheepishly. "First-time Godfather."

xxXxx

The room smelt like the hospital wing back at Hogwarts, only worst. There was an overwhelming smell of disinfected, sterile equipments. The healers in there moved about preparing for the birth.

Lily's face was contorted into pain and she moaned loudly on the bed that she lay on. Sweat glistened on her face. She had been in this room for hours already. Her stomach still swollen with the baby.

She was tired. He could see it on her face. James didn't think she had ever been this tired. It was as if taking another breath into her lungs was a torturous toil. James walked slowly to her side.

As if feeling his presence, Lily looked up at him. She smiled softly and greeted him with a weak 'Hey.'

James stopped right next to her side and kneeled before her. He reached out for her hand that was gripping tightly to the sheets on the bed. He smiled at her as she held his hand firmly.

"You're beautiful." He said.

She looked up at him, the tired smile still on her face.

"I'm sweating like there's no tomorrow, my hair's all over my face, my stomach's still swollen…and I'm more than just tired. I'm not-"

"You still look beautiful." James interrupted her. "Like always."

"I love you." Lily said, giving his hand a squeeze.

Suddenly, Lily's grip tightened. James looked at her in alarm as her face once again tightened with pain.

"Mrs. Potter." The healer at the end of the bed said. "Everything's readied. Next time, when the contraction happens, I want you to push."

Lily nodded slightly to acknowledge the healer's word. She moaned slightly as she felt her muscle slowly started to contract again.

James winced slightly as Lily's grip tightened. He held on to her hand. Lily smiled at him.

Her smile was beautiful.

Her smiles were beautiful always. In any situations, they were beautiful.

He muttered comforting words to his wife as another round of contraction began. James felt Lily's grip tightened painfully around his hand. She loosened her grip once the contraction stopped but as the next round started; she gripped his hand even tighter than the last time.

James looked at her face again. Her pain was apparent. He didn't know the extent of it. But he knew she was in pain. And that was enough for him to ignore her numbing clutch on his hand and paid attention to her. Only her.

xxXxx

Time in these rooms, passed slowly and quickly. It was like a torture room, yet it caused both pain and pleasure. It was a slow process. Waiting. Anticipating the arrival of the new member of their family.

But when the baby came, it was the most wondrous moment.

It was a sigh of relief.

Then a first cry.

The symphony of life.

Their first ray of light in dawn.

"Congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. Potter. It's a healthy boy." The healer said, bringing the securely bundled child to them.

James' arms reached out to the baby. The healer obligingly laid the child in his arms.

This was Lily's toil for the last nine months.

This was her pain for previous hours.

He was so little! Yet he weighted so much in his heart already. He loved his child already. It was uncontrollable. The lightly scattered black hair. The ting hands balled up into fists. The small body that was moving, squirming in his embrace and…Lily's eyes.

His son had the loveliest eyes…

"James," Lily whispered tiredly. The hours had not been the easiest on her. She was exhausted. But before she fell asleep in her clean sheets, she wanted to see her baby. Her first child. Her little Marauder. "Can I see him?"

James lowered with her son. She reached out and touched the delicate cheek of the baby. She watched in wonder as her son yawned and slowly closed his green eyes. She smiled.

"Can we call him Harry?" she asked as she settled into her.

James leaned towards her and planted a soft, lingering kiss; as if thanking her for all the amazing gifts.

"Yes. I love you, Lily; and I love Harry too."

"I love you and Harry too." She smiled and closed her eyes to get some much deserved sleep.