[ By the time James gets home Lily is entirely buried in what appears to be every single blanket in the house. Which is impressive, really. Also worrying, because she never does that. She's huddled in between Sirius and Remus and one hand is poking out so she can pet her unruly familiar, running fingers through his fur slowly.
It's probably good she's buried because it means James can't see her tense so soon as she hears his voice, though Remus and Sirius probably feel it. But there's a muffled noise before she shoves some of the blankets down and at least look at him, trying to smile and failing. ]
Hi, love.
[ That same hand that was petting the cat reaches out for him now instead and she waits until he's settled with them on the bed, clutching one of his hands while the fingers of her free one stroke through his hair lovingly, affectionately--her voice is soft when she speaks. ]
James. You know how I've been sick mornings a lot recently? [ There's a pause, an inhale, and she has to push herself to just say it. ] I'm pregnant. We checked just this afternoon.
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It's probably good she's buried because it means James can't see her tense so soon as she hears his voice, though Remus and Sirius probably feel it. But there's a muffled noise before she shoves some of the blankets down and at least look at him, trying to smile and failing. ]
Hi, love.
[ That same hand that was petting the cat reaches out for him now instead and she waits until he's settled with them on the bed, clutching one of his hands while the fingers of her free one stroke through his hair lovingly, affectionately--her voice is soft when she speaks. ]
James. You know how I've been sick mornings a lot recently? [ There's a pause, an inhale, and she has to push herself to just say it. ] I'm pregnant. We checked just this afternoon.