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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 16: Expecting Mothers, Fathers, and Grandparents

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: Thanks for being patient. I really did need the holidays for myself.
Thanks to all for being understanding, and finals went great!! But the important part for all of you is I’m back. Sit, relax, read, review, and enjoy.

I woke up to a thump and the sound of running footsteps. I climbed out of bed, walked out of the bedroom door, and nearly crashed into Potter as he rushed after a morning sick Lily. I winced at the sound of my youngest retching, as her fiancé held back her hair. I walked downstairs and started making tea. Just as the kettle started to whistle Kendra entered the kitchen looking like she’d just been trampled.

“Turn it off,” she moaned, covering her ears as the whistling became higher pitched. I smiled as I took the kettle off the stove. She collapsed into a chair and covered her ears. I poured out her tea and set it down in front of her. She shook her head. “Unless you want two sick women in this house.”

“Serves you right,” I said jokingly. “You know I was saving all that wine for a special event.” That wasn’t a joke. She’d finished off my last bottle of our wedding wine. She moaned in response. I have a chance to respond because at the moment Potter came in supporting a slightly green Little Lovely Lou. I stood up to give her my chair. Once she was seated she copied her mother, covered her ears, and laid her head down on the table. I offered Potter and her tea, but both refused me. The dark haired boy sat in a seat next to my youngest and rubbed her back in a circler motion soothingly.

“Kendra,” I began after a few moments silence. She groaned, not moving her head from the tabletop. “Do you want medicine?” She nodded, and James snapped his fingers at this. As I handed my wife two small white pills and a glass of water, he left the room and returned with Little Love’s purse. She sat up as he poured out a thick purple liquid from a strangely shaped bottle. She drank it in one swig and pulled a face.

“What is that?” I demanded covering my nose at the foul smell.

“Healers prescribed it, potion to stop the sedative and stress from harming the baby. She’s supposed to take it once a day. They says it works best in the morning.” I nodded as he jerked his head at the over the counter medicine bottle still on the table. “And what’s that?”

"Medicine to help with common colds, fevers, headaches, soar throats…”

“And hangovers,” he finished for me I smiled as both my youngest and wife moaned to make us stop talking.


About an hour later I was dressed for work; James and Lily were both wearing clothes they’d been storing at the house till they’d moved, but Kendra was still sitting on the couch, her ears covered and staring menacingly after cup of tea. As we were all leaving though she sat up without warning.

“Wait!” Everyone turned to look at her. “We need to go shopping.” I smiled at her.

“Sure dear,” I said, gesturing Lily and Potter towards the door. “Just give me the list and I’ll pick up the groceries on my way home from work.” But she was shaking her head and called out after the happy couple.

“No, no, no,” she snapped shaking her head. “Not that kind of shopping. We need to go baby shopping.” I felt the color drain from my face, as Lily Love stepped back over the threshold at the mention of the word baby. “Yes, baby shopping,” she repeated at the looks on Potter and my faces. “There are so many things we need to get, the cribs, the clothes, the diapers, the changing tables, the carriers, the dressers, the rockers, and that’s just the beginning.” Potter took a gentle hold on Little Lovely Lily Lou, who had gone deathly pale and starting swaying on her feet at the short list, of everything a baby needs.

“Maybe we should do this some other time Kendra,” James said out of concern for his fiancée. “I do have to get to a session in a bit, and I need to drop Lily off at her office with Remus.” I nodded my approval at this motion. Time had taught me to hate shopping, especially with my wife and daughters. They always took forever, and I had to hold their purses and purchases.

“Well if you all have to go,” she sighed, picking up her tea cautiously. “But call me Lily. We’ll make a day of it. You, Petunia, Vernon, his parent, James dear you and your parents must come as well, and Edward and I of course. We’ll all head out to London, one big happy family.” We all nodded, too shocked to protest. I closed the door and made my way down to the car with Lily and James. My baby girl was still shaking and white.

“Cribs…clothes…diapers…changing tables…carries…dressers…rockers…” Little Lovely Lily repeated her voice shaking and uneven. Potter kissed her on her cheek.

“We’ll be fine,” he assured her kindly. His arm still wrapped around her as he extended his right hand out into the street, and with a strange bang a weird bus appeared in front of the street. The three of us were the only ones who seemed to notice it. The other neighbors who were out and about didn’t even look up at the triple Decker purple bus that had popped up out of thin air. A man stepped down, and Potter handed him a collection of strange coins. Before they two bored, Lily distractedly kissed me on the cheek. As she was climbing on Potter extended his hand. I shook it, but only briefly.


A week later the shopping trip was scheduled. Kendra and I were waiting for Lily, James, Mr. Potter, Mrs. Potter, Petunia, Vernon, Mr. Dursley, Mrs. Dursley, and Vernon’s sister Marge. I was waiting in the sitting room as Kendra walked down stairs wearing her shopping clothes. She was skipping merrily. I grinned. Kendra loved children, and had been praying for grandchildren since I told her after Little Love was born that I didn’t want another child. For us now to be having two grandchildren at once was like an early blissfully never ending Christmas.

There was a knock on the door. Kendra already on her feet, danced and pranced merrily over and opened it. Lily, James, and two people, I guessed they were the Potters, walked cautiously over the threshold. Not even Lily seemed completely comfortable in the house again. Kendra smiled and pulled Lovely Little One into a bone-crushing hug. This was the first time they’d been together, after Love’s announcement and my wife of thirty years was completely sober. Once the two had broken apart Potter wrapped his arm around my youngest’s waist.

“Hello,” said a woman with light red hair. “I’m Victoria Potter.” With a happy smile Mrs. Potter bounced forward and shook Kendra’s hand with vigor. It was clear this woman had been praying for a grandchild as much as my wife had been. “This is my husband Thomas,” she added as an after thought. Her husband stepped forward and shook my hand; I glowered.

A few seconds later there was another knock on the door; Lily who was closest answered. With a two fake kisses on her sister’s cheeks Petunia walked into the house. Her husband looked Lily up and down once before he spoke to James.

“Well you certainly don’t waste anytime. Do you.” I cracked my knuckles. James didn’t respond; Lily did.

“Oh there’s nothing like fun with the family,” she said sarcastically, looking out of the front door. “Where is your family Vernon?”

“Oh they’re stuck in America; my uncle passed away, and he lived in Texas. There was a snowstorm, so they won’t be able to get back to England for the next week or so.”

“Well that’s too bad. I hope they’ll be back soon,” Kendra said concernedly. “And I’m sorry to hear about your uncle.”

“Thank you, Mrs. Evans.” I couldn’t help but notice that my wife didn’t insist he call her Kendra.

“It doesn’t snow in Texas,” Little Lily Love said confusedly closing the front door with a snap.

“So,” Petunia said quickly changing the subject. “We are we going? Nowhere abnormal? Correct?” Lily forced a smile, as James’ parents looked awkwardly at my eldest. “Correct?” she repeated when no one answered.

“We’re doing half and half Petunia. Beginning of the day we’ll be going around London, but after lunch we’ll be going to a store in Diagon Alley that Mrs. Potter and Lily want to look around at.” Petunia pulled a face that this. “That is alright sweetie?”

“Well actually-” but her mother cut her off.

“I mean after all we do want Lily and James to feel as comfortable as possible. Especially since their blessing has come as a bit of a shock for all. I mean your sister hasn’t been feeling that entirely well lately, and her life does need to be as stress free as possible. She does have a wedding to plan after all. I’m sure after everything she’s done for you the least you could do would be to go shopping at the little witch and wizard store. Besides you and Vernon might even find something you like. So it’s not a problem right?” Everyone stared, amazed at Kendra for a few minutes before Petunia answered.

“No mum, of course it’s not a problem. What ever would give you that impression?”

“Great,” Little Lou Lou started breaking the tension. “Let’s go.” I nodded and followed Little Love, Potter, and Potter’s parents out the door. My wife, my eldest, and her husband were right behind me. “So Dad,” Little Lotus asked turning to me. “Which car are we taking?”

“Your mother’s driving the van.” A thought occurred to me and I added a detail on in a fit of inspiration. “And you and James will be coming with me in the company car.” James’ arm tensed around my youngest’s waist. “That’s alright with everyone?” Potter didn’t dare protest.

“Well Mr. Evans that’s fine except Petunia and I will be going in my company car,” Vernon bragged gestering at the fine automobile sitting in our driveway. I nodded not caring, as I opened the passenger side of our car to admit Little Lovely. Potter climbed into the back, and so began what was possibly one of the longest and most awkward car rides of my life.

We were following Vernon, with Kendra and the other’s behind us, and the three of us being left alone things got awkward very quickly. After fifteen minutes Lily was already sitting in the front seat, her hand covering her mouth and slightly green. After only a little longer she’d drifted off into a fitful sleep. That left James and I to fill the silence of the hour and a half long ride.

“So,” I growled once I was sure we wouldn’t disturb Little Lily Pad. “Was it hard climbing through a two story window and knocking up my precious little one?”

“Actually getting Lily pregnant wasn’t that hard,” he snapped back at me. My knuckles tightened on the stirring wheel. I glanced at my youngest sleeping uneasily, head propped up against the window.

“Watch it boy.” I growled. “You’re on thin ice with me as it is.” I heard him chuckle from the back.

“Mr. Evans I’ve been on thin ice with you since I walked through your front door, and for no other reason than I’m in love with your daughter. So excuse me if I’m not going to even try anymore.”

“What makes you think that there isn’t the slightest possibility that I could ever approve of you.”

“Mr. Evans, I was trying really hard to make you like me before, because it was important to Lils.” He sighed and continued. “But the second I was called to the hospital because the love of my life was having a nervous break due to a positive pregnancy test, I knew that was out of the question. So pardon me for not holding my breath.”

“Well consider yourself lucky that I’m not going to take your head off for all this.”

“If Lily wasn’t pregnant would you even be talking to me right now?” I didn’t answer, amazed that he had the guts to ask me that kind of question. “Yeah,” he continued sarcastically. “You’re going to be a fantastic grandfather.” We didn’t speak until we’d pulled into the parking lot a baby nursery store behind Vernon and Petunia.


Half way through the day my eldest and her husband had bought almost everything, while my youngest and her fiancé had bought almost nothing. Potter was insisting that he and Black build the crib by scratch and without magic. At this Little Lovely Lou and Victoria would hide their sniggers behind their hands and look quickly away grinning. Thomas on the other hand would nod in agreement, and say that it was family tradition to do it that muggle way. He himself had made James’ crib from scratch. At this Mrs. Potter seemed to be unable to hold it in for another second, and she burst out laughing hysterically.

“Honey,” she giggled behind her hand. “I know that you and your brother cheated when I was napping.” Thomas looked offended. He opened his mouth to contradict his wife, but she placed a finger on his lips. “It’s ok sweetie. I gave you credit for trying besides it was cute.” This conversation was taking place as Victoria led everyone to Little Magic Ones, down Diagon Alley. Her husband was right next to her. Lily and James walking behind them, his arm around her waist, supporting some of her weight, as the pregnancy was taking a harder toll on her than her sister. Kendra and I were right on their heels, and Pretty Petunia was bringing up the rear with her husband.

“Here we are,” Thomas said hurriedly changing the subject. I looked up at the small little shop in front of me. In the window there was a tiny moving manikin of a small boy riding in midair on a tiny toy broomstick, that didn’t allow him to go any higher than his toes brushing lightly against the fake grass. Next to him there was the figure of a small little girl playing with a little kitten, clutching her teddy bear. “Shall we?” Mr. Potter asked his wife. She nodded happily and, grabbing Lily by the hand was the first to enter the store. We all followed suit.

The first thing I saw was a series of strange clothes in varies colors with odd patterns on them. There were some with small golden balls flying in midair on them. Others had strange horse like birds with massive wings and feathers. James instantly went running off, and when he came back Kendra, Lily, Victoria, and Petunia were pursing the little clothes.

“Lils!” All the woman and husbands turned. James was holding up one of the tiny broomsticks. Little Lotus opened her mouth to say something but Potter cut her off. “Do you honestly think you’re going to talk me out of this?” She closed her mouth and instead held up a tiny T-shirt with a silver stag on it. Everyone else stared in confusion as her fiancé put the broom in the cart I’d procured, while staring at my daughter completely enraptured.

“You see,” he announced to our party at large. “This is why I love this woman.” With that he took her face and kissed her lips tenderly. “We can’t forget about the other ones,” he said happily. I started looking around at all the toys lined up behind the clothes, while Potter and Lily found a hat with floppy dog ears on it, a one piece pajama set, with a rat on it and little paws. After that they picked out a tiny pair of shoes with a little wolf on each one, along with socks with a full moon on them. Since none of these selctions seemed to make any sense to anyone else, the others had joined me at the toys. Once the clothes were selected the happy couple joined us.

“Miniature walking Quidditch players,” Mr. Potter said happily. James smiled as they added those to the cart, with he clothes and broomstick. His mother frowned.

“Now who’s to say it’s going to be a boy?” she demanded. Then she turned to Lily for support. My youngest was looking at some bottles that magically clean themselves.

“I hope it’s a boy,” she stated, not looking up for the box she was reading, but absent-mindedly placing a hand on her flat abdomen. Kendra and Victoria looked shocked. Potter and I even raised our eyebrows. He walked over to her, placed his own hand on top of her, pulled her closer to him, and rested his head on hers.

“You don’t want a girl?” he asked, sounding hurt. “Come on can’t you just see it? A bright bubbly little girl, with my eyes, and your…everything else. Isn’t that a pretty picture?” She smiled happily, tilting her head back; the goofy grin on her face now looking like it was permanently plastered there.

“Yeah that does sound like a perfect little family,” my youngest dreamily sighed. Rubbing her hand over the part of her stomach that wasn’t already covered by hers and James’ hands. She looked down, as her fingers massaged it gently. “Till,” and she dropped her dreamy tone now, “Little Lily here starts dating. Then the only question remaining will be who will be more overprotective. Will it be Sirius with his temper? Maybe it’ll Remus with his wonderful ability to make you feel guilty over the littlest thing? Or maybe Peter can sneak up on the poor boy and scare him to death? Then there’s always the possibility that you will take the cake with an uncanny impersonation of my father.”

“No,” James said cheerful, dreamily in a dreamy tone. “She’ll never start dating. Sirius and I will just brainwash her into being Daddy’s little girl till the end of time.” Lovely Lotus grinned happily, as she removed herself from James’ grasp.

“Yeah I hope it’s a boy,” she repeated.


Hours later, after Kendra, Victoria, and Petunia were done obsessing over diapers, clothes, and furniture, we were walking back towards the car, Lily had fallen asleep about ten minutes ago, and Potter’s parents were carrying all of their purchases. James’ arms were full as he carried Lily bridal style out to my car. I was going to drive them back to their apartment. Victoria and Thomas were going to be using flou powder to get home. Petunia, Vernon, and Kendra would be driving home, and I’d be following after dropping the happy pregnant couple off that their place.

The purchase in the trunk, James deposited Lily in the back seat, and was henceforth forced to climb into the front next to me. We sat in silence as we drove towards their apartment. After a few moments I broke the silence.

“So you aren’t going to try to get my special stamp of approval?”

“See Mr. Evans I spent about seven years trying to win your daughter over, and that was enough work for me thank you. Besides you were never going to stop the wedding. So I don’t see why I should waste my time with you when there’s no way you’ll ever like me. Pull over here.” I pulled up to the curb of a nice looking apartment building. Before we climbed out of the car and with a flick of his wand I heard a pop and knew their bags had gone on up to their kitchen. James shook my hand briefly, before he picked up Little Love, and I watched him carry her up the stairs as I held the door open. For the first time in a long time I honestly felt like someone besides me had enough backbone to actually take care of one of my daughters.

AN: First off, when I was about half way through this chapter my social life took hit after hit after hit. My boyfriend broke up with me…over the phone. Let’s just say he’s a word that isn’t appropriate for younger readers, and a paper, that goes towards about 50% of my grade, due date moved up a week. After I got over the panic attack and finally finished it, I was distracted by a possible crush and a math test. Listen I don’t want to hear any complaints about how long it took me to update, cause there are worse things in life than having to wait a little while for the next chapter in a fan fiction. I’m sorry if I sound all whiny, but so far 2008 really sucks!!