Baby News

Written for the 'My First...' Drabble Competition. I've chosen James and Lily's first child and the word count of the drabble itself is 300 words.


"James, I'm pregnant."

James sat motionless and Lily waited warily. Then, in the blink of an eye, he was up, spinning Lily around in his arms, laughing joyously.

"We're going to parents, can you believe it? I'm going to be a dad, me."

He carefully set Lily back down on her feet and took her hands in his, chattering excitedly, but one look at Lily's troubled face and he stopped.

"Oh. You're not happy." He frowned. "Why aren't you happy?"

Lily wrenched her hands from his. "Happy? We're in the middle of a war with a madman who wants to kill everybody and we're going to bring a baby into this world."

One hand was gesturing wildly, almost hitting James in the face, while her other hand was instinctively cradling her stomach already, as if to protect it.

"And what about us?" Lily continued. "We're members of the Order. If something happens to us what's going to happen to-" She pressed a hand against her mouth, trying to contain a sob.

James guided her over to the sofa and they sat down.

"You're right," he said softly. "We're living in dangerous times and there's no point denying it. But even if Voldemort wasn't around there would still be dangers, unfortunately that's just life." He brushed a strand of hair behind her ear. "And that madman is destroying enough things without destroying our happiness over this. I know you're worried, believe me I am too, but we can't let him take this from us. This is our wonderful news."

She took a deep breath and nodded letting him pull her into his arms. One of his hands joined hers on her stomach and their fingers linked together.

"Is it too early to buy a baby broomstick?"

Lily chuckled and kissed him.