All that was needed was a pregnancy [ENG]

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19. The Goodbye

Well, Christmas Day wasn't a complete disaster ... Petunia still wouldn't talk to her, but it felt good not being ignored by her mother. Mr. Evans came home around eight o'clock in the morning and they all gathered around the Christmas tree to open presents together - just like when Lily and Petunia were kids, though a little less eagerly.

After breakfast they all went down to the towns church. Lily was wearing a loose blouse, which Mrs. Evans had made her wear to cover up her belly. "Have you got any idea what our neighbors would think if they knew?" she'd said and practically shoved the piece of fabric into Lily's arms.

Mid-day they all sat down at the dinner table for the traditional Christmas feast. Her father continiously tried to lighten the mood, but failed miserably. Lily felt sorry for him, but Petunia wouldn't budge. She had barely said a word all day, even though Lily had apologized at least ten times.

"So, what flowers would you like to have at your wedding, darling? I'm picturing pink lilys, wouldn't that be nice?" Mrs. Evans said in an attempt to converse with her oldest daugther while carving her turkey.

"I hate lilys", Petunia muttered, standing up with her plate. "Could I please be excused?"

"Are you sure you don't want to have some more of that delicious turkey your mother made?" Mr. Evans said, intertwining his fingers with his wife's.

Petunia simply rolled her eyes and left the table. Lily's parents exchanged glances. That's when they heard a scream coming from the kitchen, followed by a plate breaking. The three of them ran inside and found Petunia desperately trying to shoo away the owl sitting on the kitchen counter.

"What is that?" Mrs. Evans cried.

"It's the owl post!" Lily said merrily, noticing the letters tied to its leg. "See?" she said, showing them the envelopes in her hand.

"Yeah, yeah, now get that thing the hell out of here!" Petunia shrieked, pointing at it.

"You know, they're actually pretty peaceful creatures", Lily said, patting the owl. "If you treat them with respect, that is." She added the last bit with a glance over at her big sister, whom looked terrified.

Lily chuckled and reached past the owl to the kitchen window, allowing it to fly away. Only when she'd closed the window again Mrs. Evans and Petunia relaxed. Mr. Evans picked up the shards from the plate and they went back into the dining room.

Lily stayed behind, wanting to read the letters in peace. Sitting down on a kitchen chair, she quickly skimmed through the letters. Mary, Dorcas, Alice ... Benjy? She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion and ripped open the envelope. Then she remembered - the New Years Eve party. She'd totally forgetten about that, not that she had any intentions of going anyway.

She put the letter down on the kitchen table and noticed there was a fifth letter. Her heart started to work overtime as she read the name of the sender, but immediately dropped with disappointment as she realized it wasn't James that had written her, but Sirius.

Lily suddenly became mad. Hadn't she already told him to stay away? Who did he think he were sending her letters? Lily shook her head and ripped the piece of parchment in two, allowing it to fall to the tiled floor. Only now, she could hear loud voices coming from the dining room - Petunia and her mother were having a quarrel. She could make out things like "the agreement was", "be so selfish","is pregnant" and her personal favorite - "She's probably fucking the whole male population of that freak school!" That sentence wasn't particularly hard to make out, seeing that Petunia was practically yelling it.

There was a slap, and then it became quiet.

"Oh, mum", Lily whispered and shook her head.

The next moment Petunia stormed inside the kitchen with trunks in both hands, her left cheek stinging red and tears glistening on her face.

Lily immediately stood up. "Are you leaving?"

Petunia stopped for a moment and just looked at her. There was so much hatred in her eyes, so much despise. Lily swallowed the lump forming in her throat and reached out her hand towards her sister. "Petunia, I'm so sorry--" Lily started, but was cut off by Petunia.

"Save your pitying to someone who actually care, sis", she spat. Then she was gone.

Lily sank down on the chair again, feeling particularly alone and empty. Whom was she kidding? This was the worst Christmas Day ever.

WOW! Kul att Lily och hennes mamma blev sams, men gav verkligen mamman Petunia en bitch-slap? o__o Hade jag aldrig trott! Det här är guld så du vet det, du skriver fantastiskt bra!

OMG SÅ BRA!!!! ♥

Splendid!! ♥

MER!!!

Så bra! men blev sur på Mrs Evans för att hon slog sin dotter...

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Jättebra!!!!

Tack, underbaringar! Jag vet att en del av er blev upprörda över att Lily's mamma slog Petunia, men hon ångrar sig hemskt mycket, det ska ni veta Hursomhelst, går det väldigt snabbt för mig att uppdatera just nu eftersom jag äntligen har tid att skriva! Dock så börjar det dra sig mot slutet nu ... Lite tråkigt faktiskt TACK IGEN!


20. Bye Harry, hello Harriet

The next day it was as if nothing had happened. Lily's mother was happily singing Christmas carols in the kitchen while frying bacon, her father was at work as usual and Lily was sitting by the kitchen table keeping her mother company. Often when her mother pretended like everything was fine, nothing were, and sooner or later she would always break and that wasn't a pleasent sight.

"So, I found that party-invitation in the wastebasket yesterday, aren't you going?" Mrs. Evans said casually, her back turned to Lily as she emptied the bacon on a plate.

"You read my letter?" Lily said angrily. It was more of a statement, than a question. "You have no right to do that, and you know that!"

"I know, and I'm sorry, but you shouldn't be cutting yourself off from your friends!" her mother said as she walked around the table, placing the plate of egg and bacon and a juice box on the table in front of Lily. She then sat down opposite her and gave her the 'I'm the mother and I know best'-look.

Lily sighed and poured herself a glass of juice. "I don't know, Mum. I'm not in the mood for partying right now, besides, I don't think anyone would want me there", she muttered, fiddling with the red strap on her wrist.

"Nonsense! Why would they send you that invitation if they didn't want you there?" Mrs. Evans said, piling egg and bacon onto Lily's plate. "Besides, I think it would do you some good to get out and have a good time, darling."

Knowing her mother, Lily knew she wasn't the one to give up in the first place. "I'll think about it", she therefore lied, forcing a smile onto her face. "I promise."

Her mother looked pleased with that answer and smiled motherly. "Now. I'm guessing you haven't seen a gynecologist yet, so I've made an oppointment at the hospital, we'll go there together this afternoon", she said and squeezed Lily's hand.

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For several hours it seemed Lily just sat on her bed watching the ultrasound picture in her hands. She didn't even hear the door open, but felt weight next to her as her mother sat down on the bed. "She's beautiful, honey", she said, looking down at the picture.

Lily smiled. "She's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen", she mumbled, putting a hand over her stomach. Inside of there was her little baby. As it had turned out, it wasn't a boy, but a girl. Her little baby girl.

Mrs. Evans sighed happily. "I can't believe I'm going to be a grandma, God I feel old", she said, chuckling.

Lily chuckled and grabbed a piece of her mother’s hair. "Is that a grey hair I'm spotting?" she said in mock horror.

Mrs. Evans chuckled. "Hush you, you're on the road to being a grandma too, you know. The gynecologist did say that your baby girl's uterus is fully developed by now. You just wait, before you know it you'll be as wrinkled as a plum."

Lily laughed and playfully swatted her mother's arm.

Mrs. Evans smiled, but then she became serious, watching the picture in Lily's hands. "It just never occurred to me that you'd be the first one to have a baby. Where did the time go? It seems like yesterday I was watching the ultrasound picture of you."

Lily smiled and rested her head on her mother's shoulder. “I know, Mum”, she said, intertwining her fingers with her mother’s.

"So, what are you going to name her?" she asked.

Lily looked down at her belly. She already knew the answer to that one. "Harriet, I'm going to name her Harriet", she said and little Harriet started kicking against her palm. Lily laughed. "You like that name, don't you?”

Suddenly the tea kettle started whistling from the kitchen. “Oh! The tea’s ready”, Mrs. Evans said and hurried away.

Lily got up from the bed and put the picture on the nightstand, when she suddenly caught sight of a piece of parchment lying on her pillow. It was a letter, Sirius letter. It was taped together. Lily sighed and picked it up. This had her mother written all over it. She couldn’t deny she was curious though. What was so important her mother would tape it together?

‘Well, only one why to find out, I guess’, she thought to herself and started reading.

‘Dear Lily (or should I say Evans?)

Thank you for not throwing this letter away, even though I know you didn’t want me to contact you. I know you hate me, I do too. It was despicable of me to take advantage of you like that. Believe me, no one hates me more than I do right now. But I have to make things right again. Please, I beg of you, come to Benjy’s party on New Year’s Eve and convince James you belong together. I won’t be able to live with myself knowing my best mate’s child grew up without a father. I He loves you, Lily.

I’m sincerely sorry.

Sirius Black’

Lily put down the letter and opened the door to her bedroom. "Mum! We have to go dress shopping for New Year's Eve!"