"So it begins with a goblin, an underwear store, and Remus Lupin..."

“Lily, I love you.” James said, smiling broadly.

“Yes, good morning James.” Lily replied, not looking up from the knife in her hands. Haha, I can just see the ‘swish and flick’ repeating in her mind.

“But I mean it!” he whined, pouting.

“So do I, I hope you have a good morning.” She smiled up at him.

“You’re such a fighter, darling girl. You know that?”

He called me darling girl.

“I don’t feel very strong at the moment.”

“That’s natural, Maisy. How can I make this slightly better?”

He wants to make this better.

“You already have.”

In fairytales, Alice falls through the looking glass and enters the most magical of worlds. Full of mythical cats, extinct creatures and impossible possibles. My looking glass was like looking into my life, in the overcast gloom of England. The rooms were dark, everyone’s faces were faded and blurred and just looking through the glass made your heart twist.

“Maybe! But I do know this…” he whispered, and he leant into me, kissing me full on the mouth, pulling at my waist, and keeping a firm grip on my back. I tried to resist, but his hold was too tight, and I couldn’t break out. He seemed to hold me forever.

This year, I was already worried that this would not be the same Christmas. It’s the twenty fourth of December, late afternoon, but the sun is so low in the sky that the whole house is filled with dark shadows already, and the floors are frozen, like the cold winds that are blowing up a storm outside.

“Is this real?” I said between her kisses.
 
“Uh-huh,” she replied, kissing my neck and giggling softly.
 
“You’re in my bed.”
 
“I am.”
 
“We’re in bed together.” I said.

I walked into the dormitory late that night. Lea and Ava were sound asleep in their beds, but I saw that Lily was missing. I looked around for her and even poked my head out into the common room, where a few naughty couples were still dancing and petting. Where was she?

“It’s okay, Maisy…” I said. But was it? My legs were numb and my head felt like it was aflame. I just wanted to close my eyes, just wanted to sleep.

“That’s it.” I let go of her hand and stalked down the corridor, away from my moaning girlfriend. Ha, girlfriend. Maisy Heart was my girlfriend, and had been for just over five months. Life was perfect, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

'The baby becomes quite sensitive to the surroundings and is aware of the happenings around. The baby starts having definite sleep and waking patterns and the expectant mother is able to identify these.’

“Lily’s awake.” James laughed, pulling the covers over his eyes. “Maybe we should get up, I don’t want anymore pregnant wrath this week – I’ve had enough to last a lifetime.”

“We’ve just got to kill her. Finish her.” I said, eyes dark.

"WHO! Who are we going to kill?” Peter cried, staring at all of his malevolent friends, all of whom had understood.

“I’d get up to Madam Pomfrey quick, James. Looks like you’ve found yourself a gold digger.” Sirius mused, indicating his thumb at Lily.

Well, that earned him a slap. Or two.
“And I’ve earned myself a psycho.” He pouted, rubbing his red cheek.

“No, I’m not leaving!” I stated, holding Maisy’s hands tightly with my own and running my ringers across her pale, cold cheek.

“Remember I love you, okay?” Sirius said, biting his lip. “And all of us Marauders 
were sworn to secrecy for your own benefit – I didn’t want you to feel hurt or betrayed because of this. I thought it was the right thing to do. We were never going to tell you because you didn’t remember anyway…”

“Maisy – I’m sorry – I wanted to tell you a thousand times – I just didn’t think you’d -“
React like this?

“It’s okay Harry,” she whispered, kissing the fingers on my hand one by one and keeping her vibrant emerald eyes locked on mine. “Mama’s here. Daddy’s here. No one’s gunna hurt you. No one’s gunna hurt you…”
 

First day of the rest of our lives, I miss you already
Last time I saw that look in your eyes, I miss you already
I don’t want to spend the rest of my life alone
Where’s life taking me?