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My Baby Girl’s Wedding by obsessive

Format: Novella
Chapters: 21
Word Count: 47,941
Status: WIP

Rating: 15+
Warnings: Mild Language, Mild Violence, Substance Use or Abuse, Sensitive Topic/Issue/Theme, Contains Spoilers

Genres: General, Humor, Romance
Characters: Lupin, Sirius, Lily, James, Pettigrew, OC
Pairings: James/Lily, Snape/Lily, OC/OC

First Published: 04/23/2007
Last Chapter: 02/23/2009
Last Updated: 02/23/2009

My name is Edward Evans. About thirty years ago I married my wife Kendra, and we have two daughters. One of them eloped with a man I can’t stand. My youngest is the only one I have left, and there is no way I’m going to let her walk down the aisle. Especially not with James Potter waiting at the alter. Yay! Over 17,000 reads!!!

Chapter 15: The Father to Be

Disclaimer: The Plot and Lily’s parents are all my doing. However Lily and James aren’t mine. I’m not JKR and this is in no way connected to her. Live with it.

AN: All right I’ve got a super long weekend, so I figured that I could use the couple extra days to wipe something out for you. Enjoy. PS Sorry, but this is just a filler chapter. It’ll get good again I promise.

Kendra asleep in bed at last, someone has to go yell at Potter, but somehow manage to keep Lily Love calm. Good luck to me. I made my way bitterly down to the bathroom on the first floor. I walked down the hall, and could already hear their voices. Potter must not have even bothered to close the door. I winced as Lily lost the contents of her stomach again.

“It’s all alright now,” Potter was saying. If I positioned myself right at the end of the hallway I could see the couple sitting on the bathroom floor. James had a wet cloth and was dabbing her forehead. Little Lovely Lily had her back resting against his chest as they sat in front of the toilet. Her chest was heaving as the cool water her fiancé was covering her forehead with, trickled down her face. “Feeling better?”

“Yeah…I think so,” she said dryly. As I closely examined her, I spotted her widened hips and swollen ankles, exposing her condition to a well-trained eye. She was pale as well, her eyes closed and trembling, as her insides returned to a peaceful state. Potter started to rub her shoulders to relax her. She smiled and moaned in pleasure. There was a pause before James spoke again.

“You know you didn’t have to tell them alone. I would have come if you told me,” he whispered delicately. Little Lou Lily was shaking her head. “No I would have,” he insisted.

“You would have tried to talk me into waiting till after the wedding. I didn’t want to. I’ve never lied to them, and I would never keep something like this from them. They’re going to be grandparents, and that felt like something they deserve to know,” Lovely Lou Lou explained. Potter sighed as he began to run the wet washcloth over her forehead again.

“If you had explained that to me I would have respected your decision. They’re your parents, so it’s your call. I would have been able to help you explain it to them.”

“I didn’t think you’d understand,” she whimpered, hiccupping as the tears reappeared. He sighed patiently, aware of her heightened emotional state.

“Lily,” he spoke her name with a love and tenderness I’d never heard before. “We’re going to be married,” he reminded her quietly. She sniffed. “That means that we’re going to be making decisions together. If you don’t agree with me, tell me. We’ll talk it all out. I’d rather we compromise, than coming home to find you gone ever again.” He kissed on the top of the head and held her tighter to him.

“I’m sorry I scared you,” she whispered, as she clung to his dark blue T-shirt.

“I was so afraid. I was convinced they’d taken you. I was so sure. I thought they’d…I thought…I was so sure you…you both,” he moved his hand to her flat abdomen. “Were lost to me forever. I couldn’t live through that.” Potter’s voice broke.

“I’m so sorry, James,” Lovely Lu Lu apologized again. “I promise. I’ll never put you through that ever again.” They clung tightly to each other on the bathroom floor. He rocking her back and forth as she lazily closed her eyes and started to breath deeply. Within minutes she was asleep. It was only then did Potter look up and spot me at the end of the hallway. I gestured silently for him to fallow me. He nodded, picked my flower up bridal style, and walked behind me up to her old room. I pulled back the covers and he laid my youngest princess between the sheets. With that we both silently left and returned to the sitting room.

“I just figured you’d need help finding her room from inside the house. I’m guessing you used to climb in from the window.” He didn’t even look ashamed.

“Only once,” was his nonchalant reply. I cracked my knuckles again. Potter took a hurried step back. “I didn’t mean for this to happen,” he added quickly.

“Doesn’t change the fact that it’s happened,” I growled. He stood his ground at my threats.

“Listen Mr. Evans, I love your daughter, and to be quite honest I’m not sorry for her present condition. If I had to do it again we’d still be dealing with this. This baby is a blessing, and if you can’t support that than I don’t care what Lily says, I don’t want you anywhere near our child.” I blinked at his bluntness, but continued anyway.

“This baby is a blessing.” He let out a say of relief at my words, probably from not having to pick a fight with Lovely Lillian. “It’s a blessing for you because I’m not going try and stop the wedding anymore.” He rolled his eyes. “Don’t be disrespectful Potter. You’re going to do the right thing. Under no circumstance are you to do anything but marry my daughter.”

“Under no circumstances have my intentions ever been any different,” he informed me coolly, no laughter in his eyes. I cracked my knuckles for the last time that night and headed to open the front door. “I’m not leaving without Lily,” he called, not yelling, but still loud enough for me to glance at the stairs were my wife and child were dreaming the night away.

“Well than go take her home.” The words were more difficult to get out than I would ever care to admit. It was hard enough letting her leave the first time, but to allow her to leave a second time, with a predator who’d impregnated her…I didn’t even want to think about it.

“I can’t,” he growled, just as annoyed as me. “I don’t have it in me to wake her, and even if I did the healers don’t allow expecting witches to apporate. It’s not healthy for the baby, and traveling by floo powder can be just as dangerous. The only way I can get her from place to place is by the Night bus, and that’s not safe at hour, weather she’s pregnant or not. That’s how she got here, and I don’t like the idea of her taking it at all without me really.” The last sentence was to illustrate that he wasn’t departing for her to take it home the next morning.

“Then,” I muttered, not stupid enough to think I was going to talk him into leaving his fiancée in my care for one night, despite the fact that she’d been in my care for eighteen years without a hair on her head ever being harmed. “You sleep on the couch.” Before the sentence was out of my mouth I’d shoved some spare blankets and pillows into his arms, from when Kendra forced me into this room. He took off his shoes and started to get comfortable as I headed towards the stairs. Before I was out of earshot though.

“Potter,” he twisted his head to look at me. “If you like your face the way it is, stay down here. I hear all, and you’ve had more than enough time in my daughter’s bed under my roof.” He nodded, and laid back down. I continued up the stairs, for once to sleep in my own bed. As I settled into the covers I smiled happily. Kendra couldn’t even be mad at me for this.

AN: First let me say I’m really sorry for the wait on this chapter, but I was sick and there was a family trip. Also just a heads up, it might take a while for the next update. I’m really sorry, but Finals are in one week, and after that there’s the holidays. Please don’t be mad, but studies and regular life kind of does have to come first. Don’t forget about me.