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Title: Every cloud has a silver lining
Author: apostrophe_ess
Disclaimer: Everything belongs to JKR, I merely gain from playing these games in her playground.
Pairing/Character: Lily, with James and Harry Potter
Word Count: 598
Rating: G
Prompt: For potterverse100, number 89 - drink. Prompt table here
Summary: Normal life being out of reach because of the Prophecy, James and Lily make the best of their time with Harry. Accidents, however, can happen.
Every cloud has a silver lining
There are benefits in any situation. Every cloud has its silver lining after all. Even the fact that James and Lily couldn’t lead normal lives had its upside.
How many couples enjoyed just about every minute of their young son’s life? How many fathers witnessed the first smile, the first tooth, the first time their baby sat up. How many would be able to see them take their first step?
It was true that both James and Lily did work for the Order of the Phoenix, but then so did other couples with small children and they had to go to work as well.
When times were such that they had to make themselves look upon the bright side - and there were such times - then there was nothing better to cheer them up than the thought they were spending more time with Harry than they might under other, more normal, circumstances.
Mornings, between breakfast and Harry’s regular sleep, were one of Lily’s favourite times. They’d taken to spending an hour on the floor with the small boy, who could sit up, crawl, and was showing the signs of wanting to stand, playing with his toys.
He had a full set of animated dragons that roared and breathed the tiniest flames of (quite safe as it was magical) fire. James loved the dragons. They were his favourite toy to play with.
Harry’s toy box also contained books. Try as she might to get Harry to listen to stories it was impossible when James was offering so much fun with the dragons. Often it was just easiest to sit back and watch her two boys having fun, then when Harry was tired she’d pick him up, cuddle him, and tell him a story.
“Would you like a drink?” Lily asked James, as Harry roared with laughter again at the dragon rearing up, breathing fire, and James jumping back with mock surprise at it.
“Please Lil. Do you want a drink Harry?” He looked at the small boy who had his arm stretched out and was opening and closing his hand into a fist. “That’s a milk for Harry, a pumpkin juice for me, and whatever you’d like yourself.”
Lily grinned as she walked into the kitchen. Despite everything they were so lucky to have this fun little boy.
“James?” she called, looking at the milk she’d dropped on the floor when she’d heard a shriek. “What happened?”
“It’s okay, Lil.” James was standing with Harry in his arms, a patch of blood on his shoulder. The little boy was crying and looking desperately for his mum.
“Ssssh,” Lily told him soothingly, rocking him.
“He was trying to stand up. And put his weight on the side of the toy box. It flipped and caught him on the mouth.”
Harry had calmed enough to let Lily look. “It’s only a small cut, but a lot of blood.”
“Will he be okay?” James asked, his voice full of guilt. He should, he knew, have been more careful and not let him stand like that.
“He’ll be fine. It’s stopped bleeding now.”
“Will he have a scar, Lil?”
“I don’t know. I shouldn’t think so.”
“Sorry, Harry.”
Lily looked at her baby, and then kissed him better - again. “Oh James,” she said, holding out one arm to her husband, who was looking and sounding devastated, as she cuddled their son with the other. “He’s going to be fine.”
“No scar?”
“No! He’s still perfect.” And anyway, she thought, even if he did have a scar, Harry would always be perfect to her.
Author: apostrophe_ess
Disclaimer: Everything belongs to JKR, I merely gain from playing these games in her playground.
Pairing/Character: Lily, with James and Harry Potter
Word Count: 598
Rating: G
Prompt: For potterverse100, number 89 - drink. Prompt table here
Summary: Normal life being out of reach because of the Prophecy, James and Lily make the best of their time with Harry. Accidents, however, can happen.
Every cloud has a silver lining
There are benefits in any situation. Every cloud has its silver lining after all. Even the fact that James and Lily couldn’t lead normal lives had its upside.
How many couples enjoyed just about every minute of their young son’s life? How many fathers witnessed the first smile, the first tooth, the first time their baby sat up. How many would be able to see them take their first step?
It was true that both James and Lily did work for the Order of the Phoenix, but then so did other couples with small children and they had to go to work as well.
When times were such that they had to make themselves look upon the bright side - and there were such times - then there was nothing better to cheer them up than the thought they were spending more time with Harry than they might under other, more normal, circumstances.
Mornings, between breakfast and Harry’s regular sleep, were one of Lily’s favourite times. They’d taken to spending an hour on the floor with the small boy, who could sit up, crawl, and was showing the signs of wanting to stand, playing with his toys.
He had a full set of animated dragons that roared and breathed the tiniest flames of (quite safe as it was magical) fire. James loved the dragons. They were his favourite toy to play with.
Harry’s toy box also contained books. Try as she might to get Harry to listen to stories it was impossible when James was offering so much fun with the dragons. Often it was just easiest to sit back and watch her two boys having fun, then when Harry was tired she’d pick him up, cuddle him, and tell him a story.
“Would you like a drink?” Lily asked James, as Harry roared with laughter again at the dragon rearing up, breathing fire, and James jumping back with mock surprise at it.
“Please Lil. Do you want a drink Harry?” He looked at the small boy who had his arm stretched out and was opening and closing his hand into a fist. “That’s a milk for Harry, a pumpkin juice for me, and whatever you’d like yourself.”
Lily grinned as she walked into the kitchen. Despite everything they were so lucky to have this fun little boy.
“James?” she called, looking at the milk she’d dropped on the floor when she’d heard a shriek. “What happened?”
“It’s okay, Lil.” James was standing with Harry in his arms, a patch of blood on his shoulder. The little boy was crying and looking desperately for his mum.
“Ssssh,” Lily told him soothingly, rocking him.
“He was trying to stand up. And put his weight on the side of the toy box. It flipped and caught him on the mouth.”
Harry had calmed enough to let Lily look. “It’s only a small cut, but a lot of blood.”
“Will he be okay?” James asked, his voice full of guilt. He should, he knew, have been more careful and not let him stand like that.
“He’ll be fine. It’s stopped bleeding now.”
“Will he have a scar, Lil?”
“I don’t know. I shouldn’t think so.”
“Sorry, Harry.”
Lily looked at her baby, and then kissed him better - again. “Oh James,” she said, holding out one arm to her husband, who was looking and sounding devastated, as she cuddled their son with the other. “He’s going to be fine.”
“No scar?”
“No! He’s still perfect.” And anyway, she thought, even if he did have a scar, Harry would always be perfect to her.