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The Unexpected: A Lily and James Story! by Emms16

Format: Novel
Chapters: 36
Word Count: 168,086

Rating: 15+
Warnings: Mild Language

Genres: Romance
Characters: James
Pairings: James/Lily

First Published: 12/13/2002
Last Chapter: 06/19/2003
Last Updated: 08/24/2005


Chapter 30: Mrs. Potter?

I own nothing!


Lily sat wrapped up in her bed at home a few months later thinking. Who would be their secret keeper? The thoughts never occurred to her, she never thought that she would one day, literally need a secret keeper. Sure the possibilities were always there, what with being James Potter’s wife and all, but she never really gave it much thought.

Although, now she assumed that that was probably a really good idea, considering they had Harry and Voldemort was already after him.

This thought brought tears to her eyes. Why was he after such a sweet innocent little boy?

She let out a large sneeze, and reached across her bed for a tissue.

Only because he’s is a Potter, and all Potters have to destroy evil, so if James doesn’t, than Harry would be next, why not get them both out of the way. She thought bitterly.

She felt her tears fall. Her bedroom door opened, and James entered carrying a happy baby Harry in his arms. He had a throw up rag tossed over his shoulder, and his hair was unnaturally messy, not that that was abnormal.

She gave a weak smile to her family.

“How are you feeling?” James asked with concern.

“Not so bad.” She said nasally, pushing a strand of auburn hair behind her ear. She held out her arms in front of her, welcoming her son into them. James came forward, and placed his tiny son in his mother’s arms. Harry wriggled happily, and stretched his tiny little fingers out. She loved to look at him. He was the split image of James, minus the eyes, which were hers, and the thought gave her stomach butterflies.

“ How’s my little man?” She asked, as Harry gave her a baby smile.

“ Oh he’s doing fine, look Lily…” He sat down on the side of the bed, and looked her in the eye. “ Shouldn’t we talk about this secret keeper business?”

Lily looked down at the smiling child in her arms. He had no worries, no pains. She wished beyond hope that he would never have to experience pain, and suffering, or Voldemort, but she knew that all of these simple requests were impossible.

She looked up at her husband determinedly. “Yes. I think that we should use your mother.”

She sneezed again.

James looked taken aback. “My mother?”

Lily nodded, snuffling.

“Not May or Sirius?”

“Well we can, but for some reason, I feel a hell of a lot safer using your mother. I mean she’s family, I mean I know that May is trust worthy, and I would totally trust Sirius with my life, and all that, but I don’t want to put this enormous burden on them, and besides, I’m not sure if May is staying in England.”

Harry gave a cry, and Lily held him to her chest, gently rubbing his small back smiling down at him.

James looked at her with wide eyes. “May’s not?”

“I don’t know, there’s a job in Salem that she’s considering.”

“Does Siri know?”

“I don’t think so, and you better not tell him that’s her business.” Lily looked at him sternly.

James nodded. “I know, I know.”

“So your mother? Ok with you?”

“Fine by me.” James nodded.”

“Ok, then.” Lily said, standing up, and with the now slumbering Harry. “I’ll just put baby to bed, and then I’ll be right back.” She grinned at him; she pushed the covers off of her, and left the room.

James grinned, and began to undress to put on his pajamas, and slide into bed, awaiting his wife.


James woke to the loud wails of his son. He glanced down at his wife who was nestled comfortably in his arms, sleeping peacefully.

He sat up, and gently disentangled himself from her sleeping form. He padded silently down the little Harry’s nursery.

Lily woke up with a start from the lack of warmth, usually given off by her husband. She flipped around on the bed, and stretched her arm out, when she only came into contact with a warm bed, she sat up. James had obviously just gotten up, if the bed was still warm. Lily smiled, and ran a sleepy hand through her disheveled locks, before standing up, and stretching.

She could hear the soft talking of James as she made her way into the hall. She pushed the door to the nursery open, and stuck her head in, silently as not to alert them that she was there. She peered into the dimly lit room, at the two most important men in her life.

She watched as James sat down gently in the rocking chair that was placed by the window, and gently rocked back and forth, holding the tiny Harry against his chest. He rubbed his tiny back, all the while smiling warmly at the mini version of himself.

Lily just sat and watched for a few minutes. She watched as Harry stopped stirring, and finally fell fast asleep on his father’s chest. James continued to rub his tiny back, and rock back and forth. James rested his head back on the back of the chair, and started the nod off.

Lily smiled seeing the situation, she opened the door wider, and walked across the room to where her husband and son were slumbering.

James’s eyes flicked open, as Lily stood in front of them.

“ I’m sorry, I didn’t want to wake you.” She whispered, as she bent and lifted Harry gently into her arms. He fidgeted a bit for a moment, before snuggling into his mother’s arms.

She sighed happily, before turning and placing baby Harry comfortably in his crib, sleeping peacefully.

She stood just above the crib, and looked down contentedly.

James stood up groggily, and wrapped his arms around her waist. They both stared down at Harry for a happy moment in time, holding each other.

“Come on luv, he’s fine, let’s go back to bed.” James whispered near her ear, and kissed her shoulder.

She grinned, and nodded.

The two walked back to their bedroom, and finally fell asleep, wrapped up in each other’s arms.


Dear Mum,

We have a dire need to speak with you in person, concerning us and our son Harry. We wish to do it in person, as writing what we wish to request would show poor taste. Please come to our house tonight for dinner, this is very important. Send a reply ASAP as soon as you receive this parchment. It means the world to Lily and I of your presence.

Much love,
Your son, and daughter-in-law Lily and James Potter.

James set down the eagle feather quill, as he glanced over his shoulder, at his wife changing Harry into his clothes for the day.

“All done?” Lily asked, holding Harry up, on his changing bed.

“Yep.” He stood up, and rolled up the parchment, and gave it to his owl snitch that was perched on the windowsill.

Floyd wandered into the room, and Harry’s emerald eyes wandered the small four-legged creature, and held out his chubby little arms, whimpering softly.

Lily took the crying Harry in her arms, and sat down on the ground, hold Harry between her legs. She gazed down at her son’s dark head as he reached out to Floyd, who seemed to be sniffing around his room.

Harry let out a cry, and began to fidget.

James turned from the window at the sound of his son’s cry, and grinned. He was reaching out for a thoroughly frightened Floyd the cat.

Floyd took one look at Harry, and scampered right back out the door, with his bushy black tail held high.

James walked over, and bent down to scoop his son up in his arms.

“Better luck next time chap.”

Harry gave his father on of his infamous baby grins. James rocked him back and forth, holding him to his chest, and gently patting his back. James gently wandered around the brightly-lit room with his son, securely in his arms.

“What do you think your mother will say?” Lily asked nervously looking up at her husband.

“Don’t worry love, she’ll do it.” James said reassuringly to his wife, as he patted his son’s back gently.


“WHAT!” Mrs. Potter shrieked. “WHY DO YOU NEED A SECRET KEEPER?” Her voice had risen in panic, as the two tense adults tried to quiet her.

“Mum, Voldemort is after me and Harry, Professor Dumbledore suggested that we get a secret keeper.” James said quietly taking his mother’s hand.

Mrs. Potter looked back and forth between her son, and daughter-in-law, with tense watering eyes.

“Of course, I’ll do it, but…I’m just…so…shocked.” Mrs. Potter said, as a tear slipped down her cheek. “First my husband, now my son.” She muttered.

Lily heard her and her stomach dropped for the hundredth time since James had been made World Class Auror.

Lily could feel tears well behind her eyes, but she pushed them down hastily, and stared unblinkingly at the staircase leading upstairs.

“Where’s little Harry?” Mrs. Potter asked weakly.

“Oh he’s spending the day with Sirius.”

“My grandson is spending the day with Sirius Black?”

James nodded with a smile.

Mrs. Potter chuckled. “Oh lord, wouldn’t I love to see them two together for a day.”

“Yes, it is rather interesting, but you’d be surprised mum, he’s good with Harry, and Harry loves him.”

“Doesn’t everyone?”

“Yea, they do,” James smiled. “Nobody can resist Sirius’s charms.

Lily grinned. “Got something to tell me James?”

James laughed, breaking the previous tension.

“So you’ll do it?” Lily asked, her voice quiet as she regarded her mother-in-law.

“ Of course,” Mrs. Potter said with a nod. “What do I do?”

“Well, this is why Harry’s with Sirius all day, the process takes all day, and Professor Dumbledore has to come and supervise, so get comfortable. Thirsty?”

James asked, as he stood up, and began to walk to the kitchen. “I’ll get you some of Lily’s lemonade. You’ll love it.” He grinned back into the room, before disappearing into the kitchen.

The two women sat in silence for a while; both lost in rampaging thoughts. Finally Lily broke the awkward silence.

“Thank you Mrs. Potter, you have…no…idea.” And a tear slipped out of Lily’s eye as she cracked with emotion.

Mrs. Potter took one look at her distraught daughter-in-law, and pulled her into a motherly hug.

“Oh Lily dear…” She gently patted her back, and rubbed small circles into her back. “I would do anything for my family, and this happens to be one of those times. You’ve got nothing to worry about.” She gently planted a kiss on Lily’s hair. “ Now listen to me, you just take care of James and Harry, and leave the worrying to me, it’ll all turn out fine, trust me.”

Lily lifted her head from her mother-in-law’s shoulder, and swiped her hand over her eyes, with a sheepish grin.

“I’m sorry, I know that this is hard for you too…I’m just so…I don’t know…scared I guess, I sound like a coward.” She sniffed, and smiled weakly at the older woman.

“You do not sound like a coward.” She said sternly. “If I was in your position I would be terrified.”

Just then James came back and stood in the doorway, holding a glass of lemonade.

“MUM! What did you do to make my wife cry?” He said half seriously, as he ran across to Lily, and crouched in front of her.

Mrs. Potter rolled her eyes. “We were just talking Jamie.”

“About what?” His eyes narrowed as he twirled around on his ankles to regard his mother.

“About you would only wear underwear with Spiderman on them, until you were 8 because you thought it would give you special powers.” (I know Spiderman’s a muggle thing, but all wizards have their secret things.)

Lily cracked, and burst into laughter. James turned his head to look at his wife. “Oh so suddenly your happy at my expense?” He grinned.

“Always.” She shrieked, as she flung her arms around his neck, and hugged him tightly, burying her face in the crook of his neck.

“So why were you crying in the first place?” He asked as his stroked her hair tenderly.

“Just trying to get used to being hunted.”

James frowned at her choice of word, and held her tighter. “Lily, you know that I would never let anything happen to you or Harry, I’d die first.”

“That’s what I’m afraid of .” She whispered back.

He gently ran his hands soothingly up and down her back. “Oh Lily…Listen don’t worry about it now.”

Lily nodded against his shoulder.

He gently pulled away from her, and she lifted her head, and looked at him with large green eyes.

His eyes were sad, and clouded, but loving at the same time. He sat back on his heels, and held her at arm length.

“You ready to get this show on the road?” He asked quietly.

“Ready as I’ll ever be.” Lily replied, with a sure nod.


“Ok, baby Harry, what do you want to do today?” Sirius asked his godson. He held him at arm length, and watched as Harry squirmed, and reached his tiny hands toward him.

“Right, you wanna…go somewhere?” he asked, as Harry giggled happily. “I thought you’d like that idea, like father like son.” Sirius chuckled. “What do you say we...I KNOW! WE CAN VISIT MAY!” Sirius grinned mischievously at his godson. “Oh won’t she be surprised!” He brought Harry back to his chest, and held him up with one arm, and picked up the emerald green baby bag.

“Who bought this for you?” Sirius asked as he stared at the bag, “Your mother no doubt, she finds great joy that you share eyes,” he chuckled, and swung the bag over his shoulder. “Constantly rubs it in your father’s face, although, I hate to break the horrifying news to you at such a young age, but I think you’re going to look like Prongs when you grow up. The hair, the face… I don’t know.” Harry gave a wail. “I know, I’m sorry, I know that you wish you’d grow up to look as dashing as uncle Sirius, but it just doesn’t work like that kid.” He grinned, as Harry grasped a handful of Sirius’s shirt, and yawned.

Sirius walked to the fireplace, and pinched floo powder, until the emerald flames grew in front of him. He stepped into the fire, and felt Harry rest his head on Sirius’s shoulder. Sirius smiled, and called ‘May Delfin! Hogwarts!’, and twirled away, clutching the sleeping Harry, as not to drop him.

When he stepped out, he was in what seemed to be an apartment of sorts, there was a long red couch, placed in front of a fireplace, that wasn’t going, seeing as how it was school hours. There was a table in the center of the room that had flowers propped in the center. Sirius noticed with a grin, that the flowers were the ones he had given her.

He turned around in a complete 360 angle, and spotted the door. He walked over, and pushed it open. He stepped out into the deserted halls, and took off quickly toward the dungeons. He couldn’t for the life of him understand why she wanted to teach in the dungeons, he for one couldn’t stand it.

When he finally stood outside May’s door, he turned his head slightly to look at the sleeping Harry who was dead to the world. His little head resting in the crook of Sirius’s neck, and his tiny fist, clutching the collar of his shirt.

He pulled open the dungeon doors open, with some difficulty, after seeing that May was sitting at her desk alone, apparently waiting for her next class.

May’s head snapped up, and her eyes grew wide, before breaking into a wide grin.

“Oh my God! Honey!” She stood up, and ran up to him. She kissed him on the cheek, and went to gently lift Harry from Sirius’s shoulder.

“What are you and Harry doing here, why aren’t you at work?” She said happily as she situated Harry comfortably in her arms.

“I have this week off!” He grinned happily, “and I wanted to see you, and Harry wanted to, so, we came,” he grinned brightly as he gently dropped the emerald bag from his shoulder.

“Lily pick that out?” May asked with a smile.

“No doubt, do you think James would pick something like that? Knowing him, Harry’s bag would have quidditch all over it,” he scratched his head, “which would be incredibly cute.”

May’s eyes widened. “Sirius Black, if we ever have children, you will not be choosing things for them,” she didn’t seem to realize what she’d said as stared at baby Harry.

Sirius’s eyes widened however, before, he grinned mischievously, “so you wanna have my babies?”

He watched as her cheeks flamed up, and she wouldn’t look up from Harry.


“I wouldn’t mind.” Sirius said grinning.

Her head snapped up, “what?”

“I said I wouldn’t mind, in fact, I’d love that.” He smiled, and walked slowly toward her, holding Harry, with a death grip.

When he was mere inches from her, he gently dislodged his godson for his godmother’s death grip, “let’s try not to squeeze our godson to death, I don’t think Lily and James would take to kindly to that,” he smirked, as she playfully slapped him, disregarding what happened earlier.

Mays’ class began to file into the class, a few minutes before the bell rang.

“So where are you going today? And why is Harry in your care?” May asked with raised eyebrows.

“Oh, James and Lily are spending the day with Mrs. Potter, or something,” he said with a confused look.

“Ohhhh is that your baby?” Colleen Foster asked beaming. She ran over to Sirius who was holding baby Harry, and gently patted his tiny back. “Oh he’s so cute!”

A group of fifth year girls were now surrounding Sirius and Harry.

“Professor Delfin! Who are they?” Jake Parry asked from the back row, looking to where Sirius and Harry were hogging all the girl’s attention.

“Him? He’s my boyfriend and…” Before she could get another word in, he broke though her thoughts.

“You had a baby, and you’re not even married?” he asked with wide eyes.

She heard Sirius chuckle and she shot him a glare, he shut up.

“No Mr. Parry, The baby is the Potter’s son Harry.”

There was a collective ‘Aww,’ that made May smile. She’d never smiled at something like that before, and was shocked with herself.

Just when the bell rang, May shushed all of the students up.

“Hey back to your seats!” May shouted. “Come on class starts…um…how about ‘NOW!’”

“Oh the evil potions mistress,” Sirius chuckled. “We all remember how that was,” he muttered so only May could hear.

She shot him a glare, “if you’re only going to be a distraction, you can leave.” She narrowed her eyes at him.

He raised his free hand that wasn’t holding a baby, and looked at her innocently, “we’ll behave, won’t we Harry?” he asked the sleeping baby, “see, we’ll be fine, quiet as a mouse.”


May turned to the class. “Turn to page 185 and read the instructions for that potion, this is just a practice for tomorrows lesson, you can work in partners. Behave, while I go talk to him.” She said pointing to Sirius.

“So Siri? Where are you going after this?”

“Probably home.”

“Is Harry spending the night?” May asked.

Sirius gave her a funny look. “And stay where may I ask? I don’t have a baby, hence I don’t have a crib.”

May shot him a glare. “Smart ass.”

He just grinned, and patted Harry, who woke with a wail.

“Oh shit,” Harry cried mercilessly as Sirius tried everything that was in his power to calm him, but the tears kept pouring out of his emerald eyes, “Harry, don’t do this to uncle Sirius,” he glanced around the class that was staring at him with interest, as he gently patted Harry’s tiny back.

Just then, Harry spit up, all over Sirius’s shirt, and down his spit rag that was on his chest. His tears faltered, and May stood up, clucking her tongue on the roof of her mouth.

When she caught sight of the horror-stricken Sirius with baby vomit all down his front, burst into laughter. She picked up Harry from Sirius’s knee, and laid him down on her desk as she removed baby Harry’s outer snot rag thing.

When Harry was wiped clean. She walked back over to Sirius, who still sat in stunned silence, contemplating what had just happened. May stood above him with a bright smirk.

“Siri, maybe you should run to the bathroom, and get cleaned up.”

He just nodded, and slowly stood.

A chuckle burst out of May as she watched his large frame disappear out the door. She held the gurgling Harry closer to her chest.


Sirius practically ran down the corridor. Passing late stragglers on their way to class. They shot him curious looks, before disregarding him as quickly as he’d come. He shot into the bathroom, and pulled out his wand. They mess was instantly cleaned up, but there was still a slight smell of sour milk. He crinkled his nose in disgust.

He exited the bathroom, with a scowl implanted on his face. ‘That kid hates me, it was some kind of retaliation. What did I do to deserve such treatment?’

When he reached the dungeons again, he hesitated before pulling the heavy door open. Every head in the class swiveled to see him walk in.

May looked up and grinned.

“All better?”

He snorted. “That kid hates me! That’s what!” Sirius said in a low voice, pointing an accusing finger at Harry.

May burst into laughter. “Sirius he’s like almost two months old. I don’t think he even knows what hate is.”

“How do you explain the throw up?”

May chuckled, her eyes dancing happily. “He’s a baby Siri, that’s what babies do.”

“He’s never done it before.”

“Not to you, I’m sure he’s done it to Lily and James all the time.”

Sirius cracked a smile.

“Maybe it’s a sign of affection.” May smiled, trying to hold in her laughter, as she padded baby Harry’s back gently.

“That must be it! No body hates Sirius Black.”

May snorted. “You sure about that?” She asked with a smirk.

Sirius’s eyes narrowed, and he walked toward her slowly. Her smile faltered when he was an inch from her face.

He leaned in, but she backed up in a panic. “Not in front of the students, and Harry.” She said quietly. But it was too late. He lunged forward, and planted his lips over hers. When they broke apart, the class broke out into laughter, and catcalls. May blushed furiously, and somehow Harry ended up back in his godfather’s arms.

“Hate me huh?” Sirius smirked, “ok, well, Harry and I should probably be off, you know, places to go, people to see,” he winked at her.

“Oh of course, sorry to keep you held up here.”

He waved it off with his hand, “it’s alright I suppose, but don’t let it happen again.”

“No really where are you going to go?”

“We’ve got a date at the toy store, you know how it is.”

“Sirius, I think he’s a bit young for toys.”

“He will grow May!” he said and rolled his eyes, “never to early to start spoiling him!” He grinned.

May laughed, “I suppose not,” May glanced at the little boy, who was clutching Sirius’s shirt with his tiny little fists, and resting his small head with unruly black hair in the crook of Sirius’s neck. She had to grin; it was the cutest thing she’d ever seen, “he loves you,” she smiled.

“Of course he does, I’m his godfather,” Sirius said like it was the most obvious answer. She rolled her eyes at him.

“Yea, yea, get going, I’ve got classes to teach.” She smirked.

Sirius smiled, and bent to pick up the emerald green baby bag. He swung it over his free shoulder, and stood up straight to plant a kiss on May’s cheek.

“Bye love, I’ll talk to ya later.” Sirius said as he turned to the door.

“Bye.” May said, as she turned back to her class.


“So, how does this all work?” a concerned Mrs. Potter asked Professor Dumbledore. “I mean they explained a lot, but I don’t get where I come in.”

“Well this spell is fairly new, It will be used to protect the Potters. Voldemort doesn’t know where they live, but I have reason to believe that someone close to your son and daughter in law is spying against them giving Voldemort their where abouts. What this spell does, is make their house invisible, and unplotable, so there is no way that they can be found, unless you let out their secret, and tell someone that you’re their secret keeper.”

Mrs. Potter nodded, and glanced over at her son, and his wife. James had his arm draped across his pale wife’s shoulders.

She gave them a reassuring smile. “Ok, let’s do it.”

Professor Dumbledore nodded, and motioned for James and Lily to stand up.

“Now Mr. and Mrs. Potter, I need you to raise your wands, and place the tips over your mother’s heart.” They complied. “Now you have to do exactly what I say, because this could go wrong, and if it does, there’s no way to fix it.”

Lily and James nodded. Lily’s wand shook a little as she held it over her mother-in-law’s heart.

“Now repeat I want you to repeat the spell after I tell you. The incantation is protegar famcoli almorti (I just totally made that up so….)

They repeated the spell, and watched in amazement, as a rainbow streak of light flowed through their wands into Mrs. Potter’s chest.

James’s mother stood back straight, staring ahead a look of determination on her face. And then it was over, the process complete, after hours of talking about it, and fifteen minutes to perform it. It was finally finished.

Everyone in the room sighed in relief.



Please people! Of course I know that they couldn’t use Sirius right away! James was always in danger, and now that he has Harry, he needs to be even more protected. They haven’t gotten to him yet, patience. **grin**

But then, what happens to Mrs. Potter?

Sorry if my story is starting to blow, but thanks for not giving up hope on me yet **grin** I’ll try to make it up to you in future fics! If I can think of any good plots! Later!!