Ok Guys, you've waited long enough. Here is the long awaited sequel of 'My Big Fat Marauder wedding'. I really hope I don't let out down!

Disclaimer: As usual I own no thing of this, except maybe my own made-up characters. It's all J.K Rowlings!

'Congratulations Mr. Potter...you're a father!"

James beamed as the doctor handed him a large bundle of blankets. He was blinking back tears as he unfolded the package. He looked around, but there was no one. The entire hall was deserted.

"Sirius?" James called out, hoping his best friend would join him.

But there was no answer.

James frowned for a moment, but resumed unfolding the blankets. "Welcome to the world." He whispered, expecting to see rosy cheeks, tear-stained eyes and small hands.

But what appeared was a green-looking animal, with tentacles and antennas. James let out a cry as the slimy thing reached out and clamped its mouth around his arm...tearing at his jumper...

"Urgh!" James called out, sitting bold upright in bed. He looked around the dark room, breathing hard. His arm was tingling from the strange, surreal sensation of the dream.

He reached over, grabbed his glasses and pulled them on. He looked down at the sleeping form beside him, her shoulders slowly rising and falling. He shook himself of the cloudiness of sleep, leant over and rubbed her softly.

"Lily? Lily wake up." He whispered.

Lily groaned, stirred and rolled over. "James, what?" she asked groggily, rubbing her face.

James paused. It now seemed a very idea to wake her. "I...I er...' he stuttered.

Lily rolled her eyes and sat up slightly. "Another nightmare?" she asked.

James nodded and sat up fully, crossing his legs. "Yeah, 5th time this week." He said, sounding slightly irritated.

Lily sighed. "Is it the one where the baby has an elephant trunk?" she asked, yawning.


"The one where Snape's the father?"

"No...thank Merlin."

"The one where Allison's the father?" she asked, smirking.

James chuckled. "No, it's the alien-octopus one." He said, shivering.

Lily sighed, sat up as much as her bulging belly would allow and looked at him fully. "James, does Lily have tentacles?" she asked patronizingly.


"Does Lily have slime and mucous coming out of her mouth?" she asked, smirking.

James chuckled. "No." he said.

"Then our baby wont be like that either. Will you little Lavender?" She said, rubbing her stomach.

James raised an eyebrow. "Lavender?" he asked.

Lily smiled. "Just testing it out. I was thinking of following on with the flower infatuation of my family." She said.

She and James lay back down. James ran his hand along her belly and pressed his ear towards it. "Are you a Lavender in there? Hello?" he asked, tapping her belly slightly.

Lily giggled. "James, I'm 8 months pregnant. I think we really should start thinking about names." She said. James nodded as Lily yawned again. "But, its 2:30 in the morning, and I'm going back to sleep." She said.

James nodded and gave her belly a kiss, but did not move away. "I'm sorry I woke you." He whispered.

Lily smiled and stroked his hair. "That's alright. Love you." She muttered, clearly giving in completely to her exhaustion.

James smiled and relaxed against her. "I love you too. And you." He said, poking Lily's stomach. He chuckled to himself, tossed his glasses at the end of the bed and dozed off to sleep.


Lily plopped herself down at the kitchen table with a groan, the smell of her normally favorite meal of Bacon and Eggs making her feel sick.

"James, must you do that now?" she groaned, putting her head on her hands.

James chuckled as he admired his wife. In the past 8 months he had experienced many sides of her. The 'Depression' stage, the 'I'm a fat, ugly cow' stage, the 'get me an avocado and peanut butter sandwich at 4 in to morning' stage...and yet, he still seemed to fall in love with her more every day.

"Are you sure you don't want some? Thank about it. Bacon, dripping in oil and fat...eggs, sunny side up...chocolate milk, fresh from the...'

"JAMES!" Lily cried. She heaved herself out of her chair and ran off towards the bathroom, her mouth covered with her hand.

James laughed, shook his head and served up his breakfast. He sent his plate over to the table with a wave of his wand and went to the fridge. He reached in, pulled out a large carton of custard and put it on the counter behind him.

He walked over to the cupboard, pulled out Tomato sauce and a bowl and walked over to the custard. As James mixed the two ingredients together, he now felt a pang of guilt for making Lily feel sick. Just the idea of eating this horrid concoction was enough to make him dry-reach.

Just as the sound of a flush sounded through the house, James placed her breakfast in front of her seat and sat down with his own meal.

"Urgh, I never want to see the bottom of a toilet again after all this is over." She said, her eyes heavy with sleep.

James smiled and took her free hand a she seized up her spoon. "And I never want to prepare you these ridiculous meals again. This is almost as bad as you eating Vegemite!" he said.

Lily smiled, her mouth full with custard. "But...ish goob for you." She said, her mouth half full.

James rolled his eyes. "I'd rather remain unhealthy. So my love, what are your plans for today?" he asked.

Lily smiled as she watched him cut his bacon into dainty pieces. Sometimes he can be such a girl she thought. "Well, this morning I was planning on sleeping...then this afternoon, I think I'm booked in for more sleep...and Allison visiting, a doctor appointment and food comes in somewhere between." She said.

James nodded. "Fair enough." He said.

Lily considered him for a moment. "Are you asking Sirius today?" she asked.

James's enthusiastic chewing slowed significantly. He swallowed and looked at the table. "I...I suppose." He said.

"You suppose? You make it sound like your asking him to whack you over the head with a rubber chicken singing 'Twinkle Twinkle little star'." she giggled.

James smiled. "I'm just nervous. What if he says no?" he asked.

Lily laughed. "As if he's going to say no." she chuckled, shaking her head.

James smiled bashfully. "It could happen." He muttered. Lily smiled and kissed his hand.

Slowly but surely, the two Potter's devoured their breakfast, each grimacing at the look and aroma of the others. Meal times were usual quite the spectacle lately. But it wasn't the only amusing time the couple had experienced throughout the pregnancy.

As James swallowed his last mouthful of eggs, he sighed and looked at his watch. "Damn, I have to go. Will you be alright?" he asked.

Lily nodded as he stood up and walked over to the coat stand to retrieve his cloak. "Yes sweetheart, I'll be fine. But I think I may have to go pray to the 'Porcelain God' again." She said, rubbing her chest.

James laughed sympathetically, fastened his cloak around his neck and ran his hands up her arms. "Are you sure you don't want any potion for that?" he asked.

Lily smiled, leant up and kissed him. "No, thank you. It's all supposed to be normal." She said.

James nodded and kissed her again, this time more thoroughly. As he was getting into it, Lily laughed into his mouth and pushed him back.

"James, surely you cant still find me attractive." She said, looking down at herself.

James laughed and took her in. She was wearing a large pair of pajamas, her hair was in disarray from both sleep and constant regurgitation, she had a slight tinge to her face...and James was still sure he had never loved her more in his life.

"My love, you get more beautiful everyday. And I look forward to the moment where I can fully wrap my arms around your waist again." He said, poking her stomach lightly.

Lily let out a hearty laugh and slapped him playfully. "And I look forward to the day when I can see my bloody feet again. I miss wearing matching socks." She said, looking down.

James smiled and got down on his knees in front of her. "I'll see you later Melvin." He said in a babying voice.

Lily looked down at him in horror as he continued to make playfull noises at her stomach. "You did not just call our baby Melvin." She said.

James looked up at her, looking slightly put out. "It was my Great Uncle's name. He was a very great wizard." He said defensively. "He was distantly responsible for the invention of the Hornblower Pillows. You know the ones that massage your head and sing to you?" he asked.

Lily snorted and stepped away from him. "He was probably trying to compensate for being called Melvin." She said.

James laughed, stood up and pulled his wand out. "Ok, so we can cross that name off the list. I'll see you this afternoon." He said.

Lily nodded. "Yep. Don't forget...2:30." She said.

James winked, blew her a kiss and disapparated with a 'pop'. She sighed, ran a hand through her hair and looked down at her belly.

"Hmm, Melvin Potter. What do you think?" she asked her belly. Lily laughed as the baby kicked. "Yeah, I thought so too. Come on, let's go watch some television."


Allison apparated into her best friend's living room, carrying a very large parcel. She heaved it onto the floor with a grunt and sighed. "Oh no Lily, I'm fine. Don't bother to...' she trailed off. Allison smiled as she noticed Lily asleep on the couch.

Her mouth was pretty much wide open and she was definitely not embarrassed about snoring. Her belly was sticking out in a way that reminded Allison of her uncle's beer gut. She had a photo album resting on her belly, open near the end page.

"Lily." Allison said a little louder.

Lily snorted, closed her mouth and jumped slightly. She opened her eyes, looked around confused for a moment before her eyes landed on Allison.

"Hey! Sorry, I was just having a power nap." She said.

Allison smiled and took her jacket off. "Uh huh. What's the album for?" she asked.

Lily smiled and propped it up on her knees. "I was showing the baby some photo's of the family." She said happily.

As Allison bent down to move the box, she stopped half way and looked at Lily with amusement. "Lillikins, the baby cannot see." She chuckled.

Lily smiled. "Yes it can. Look, it has a peephole." She said. Allison laughed as Lily stuck a finger slightly into her belly button. "Don't worry, I got out all the fluff." She said, smirking.

"Lily, that's gross!" Allison laughed. Lily laughed and eyed the parcel Allison was levitating.

"Er, are you planning on mailing me to Paris?" she asked, getting up.

Allison smiled and opened the floating box with a knife. Indeed, the box would have been large enough for Lily to sit in. "No, although that is tempting. Its your new cot!" she said happily.

Lily smiled and ran over as fast as was physically possible. "Oh Allison, you really didn't have to get one for us." She said, but her voice betrayed her attempts to be polite.

"Are you kidding? This is the cot with all the mod-cons! Detachable cushions...extra pillows...built-in hanging mobile...' Allison said, reading off the side of the box.

Lily nodded, feeling impressed. "Interesting. But maybe we should wait until the man gets home before we even try to set this up." She said, pulling out an instruction manual.

Allison looked at her. "Why do we need to wait for James?" she asked.

Lily smiled and handed her best friend the book. "I was talking about Sirius."


"James, I know I am irresistibly attractive, but must you stare at me for 20 minutes?" Sirius asked, taking a bite of his hamburger.

James blinked and smiled. "Sorry. I just zoned out." He said.

Sirius continued to smirk as he watched his best friend look off into the distance. Gee, for such an airhead he's got a lot going on in that gray squishy thing between his ears he thought.

James took a deep breath and fiddled with the straw in his milkshake. He and Sirius were enjoying their spare sessions of class by eating out in the middle of London. The weather was far too nice to be sitting inside...and James had a mission.

Just ask him. Its only a few simply words! Will...you...be...my...child's...godfather? Come on, suck yourself up and friggen ask him! James thought.

"Sirius?" he asked, looking at his best friend over the table.

"Yes Prongs?" he asked.

James opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out. Urgh, you chicken. DO IT! James cleared his throat and shifted again. "Um, I've been meaning to ask you something for a long time now." He said slowly.

Sirius nodded. "Sounds serious. You're attention span usually isn't longer than that of a piece of moudly cheese." Sirius joked.

James laughed, thankful for his friend's reliable humor. "Thanks for that. Good to know you think so highly of me." He said.

Sirius shrugged carelessly. "So, come on. What's this something you've been meaning to ask me?" he asked.

"Well...Lily and I were wondering if...'

"Gentleman, what are we doing here and not in class?"

Sirius and James both looked up and smiled into the face of Remus Lupin.

"And the wolfman dives right in...making yet another fabulous entrance!" Sirius said, making an action with his arm. James laughed as Remus rolled his eyes and sat down with them.

"And if you were any other mutt, I would kill you for calling me 'Wolfman'." He said.

James chuckled as Remus took a large sip of Sirius's drink, just to prove a point...and to be annoying.

"Yeah well, James was just about to say something." Sirius said.

James sobered quickly as Sirius and Remus both looked at him expectantly. "Oh er...its nothing that cant wait." He said, taking a bite of his pie.

Sirius raised an eyebrow. "You sure?" he asked. James nodded and looked at his plate. Buuuuuck, buck buck buck buck... James kicked himself for missing the opportunity.

Remus considered him for a moment, before he sighed happily and looked at the menu.

"Well ladies, what's good here?"

A/N – Well, the first chapter. I know it didn't contain much, but hopefully it caught you interest. And for all of you who didn't know what the 'Porcelain God' was, it was basically the toilet.

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