James POV:
The guys and I (including Ariadne) were fooling around teasing each other with our marauder names and making bubbles and smoke dragons appear out of the ends of our wands. Lily walked in, saw what we were doing and sighed. "Why not join in the fun, flower?" Sirius yelled and Aro smaled him across the backside of his head when we heard a tiny, six month old boy's voice saying, "Fwower." We all turned to stare at Harry who was giggling like mad. "Did ya hear that, Prongs? He just repeated this fat lump over here." Moony said. "Pwongs." Ari laughed and said, "Now he's copying Moony, you arse." she said laughing at her fiancé. "Moonie." "Bloody hell, shifty, your doing it too." I said. "Shiftie." I grinned proudly and said, "Did you hear that, Lily pad?" I said with pride. Harry giggled madly, then said, "Bwoody Ell." I paled considerably and asked with much more urgency "Did you hear that Lily?" She was standing at the door with a wooden spoon in her hand. The guys guffawed. That's when I noticed with some confusion wormtail wasn't here, but I shook it off and thought back to the matter at hand.As Ariadne would say I was in deep shiz.
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I Can't Remember If I Cried
FanfictionA fanfic about Lily and James wedding as I imagined it. Possibly a oneshot. My first fanfic.