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I've decided to post a few snippets of their life in the future, so that we can see how their lives resolve without the threat of Voldemort hanging over their heads. It won't be anything like an epilogue or sequel or anything, just moments in time. They probably won't be long, but they'll have substance.
This first one starts the day after the story ends.
November 1, 1981
It turns out their joy was short-lived; the next afternoon, they received word that there had been an attack on Longbottom Manor that morning. Frank and Alice had been getting ready to leave for work, leaving Neville with Dorcas Meadowes as his babysitter, when four Death Eaters arrived: Bellatrix, Rodolphus, and Rabastan Lestrange, and Barty Crouch, Jr. Dorcas was killed instantly, as she couldn't reach her wand with her arms full from holding Neville. Luckily, her last act was to cushion his fall as her body dropped to the floor. Both Frank and Alice were tortured with the Cruciatus Curse, and it seemed like Alice most likely wouldn't recover. They were both in St. Mungo's, and Neville was with his grandmother.
Gideon and Fabian spent the afternoon at their bedside, desperate for a way to help their co-workers, without any luck. Hermione and Emmeline had to come to the hospital to drag the two men away long enough to eat dinner, and then joined them back at the Longbottoms' bedsides until visiting hours were over.
The next day, Frank was released from the hospital, with orders to stay on bed rest for a week. Of course, he wouldn't comply, as he needed to be at his wife's bedside. A week later, she had made no improvement, and the diagnosis was finalized; she would never recover.
It was December 17, 1981, and Emmy, Hermione, Lily and Molly were gathered in Molly's room at the Burrow. It was Emmeline and Fabian's wedding day, and the three bridesmaids were helping the bride get ready. Lily had been fidgety all morning, and Hermione finally turned to her to ask what was going on.
"Lily, you've been nervous all morning. Is there something you want to talk to us about?" she asked.
Lily wrung her hands as she responded, staring at the floor. "I went to St. Mungo's yesterday."
"...And? Is everything alright?" Emmeline encouraged her to continue, pausing from putting on her jewelry.
"I'm pregnant," she said quietly.
"OH!" The other three women all exclaimed together.
"That's wonderful!" Molly declared. "How far along?"
"Four months; it's a girl," she responded. "I'm going to name her Jamie Rose."
"That's a lovely name, dear," Molly said. "I'll be happy to help you with whatever you need when she arrives."
"That's just the thing," Lily replied, looking up at the women surrounding her. "See, Remus, well, he's offered to move in to help me with Harry and eventually Jamie as well. What do you guys think about that? I feel like it would be disrespecting James' memory to have another man move in so soon."
"No, I don't think so," Emmeline said. "He's not moving in for romantic purposes; he's merely your late husband's best friend, looking to offer whatever help he can to his friend in need."
"I agree with Emmy," Hermione added. "I think it would be a good thing for you to have an extra set of hands around the house, and it'll be good for Harry to have a father-figure around more often than just when Sirius visits."
"You really think so? I think I want him to move in, but I'm just nervous about it. I've only ever lived with James; what will it be like to live with Remus?"
"I think you'll do just fine, dear," Molly said, picking up Emmeline's hair brush and moving to start preparing the bride's hair for the ceremony. "Remus is a good man; he will know how to help without overstepping his boundaries."
"Thank you, so much, all of you," Lily replied. "I feel a lot better about this now; I'll talk to Remus about it tonight after the wedding."
"No problem. Now let's get us ready for this ceremony. I can't have Fabian waiting on me, he'll never let me live it down!" Emmy declared. The rest of the women laughed and nodded their heads, agreeing with the sentiment.
Posted: 22 October 2012
Word Count: 659