lilies *James Potter*

Chapter 16

 Liliena had fallen asleep without seeing James or Sirius arriving. She had spent the rest of her evening with Regulus and went to her room as soon as the clock struck six for a soak in the large tub. She also stared at her naked body in the provided large mirror just staring and angling herself in all sorts of positions.

It was mostly looking at her figure by the side though.

She was only getting out of the tub after a long while of a soak, refilling the water twice once it went cold, and also falling asleep at one point. It was when she had stepped out and noticed how bloated she looked along with the appearance of her darkening nipples.

Her nipples had gone darker, a shade or so. And she had a weird awkwardly bloated bump low and close to her pelvic bone.

Then she went on Google searching when it was usual for a woman to start showing the slightest while carrying twins. But it only gave her the answer for first-time mothers to start showing at around 20 weeks.

She was only twelve and somehow she felt like something was wrong. An instinct she supposes. And so, she made a note reminding her in the morning of Monday she would call and schedule an appointment just, because.

Then she slipped on her pyjamas which contained only underwear and an oversized shirt and went to bed around nine feeling emotionally and physically exhausted.

But when she woke up, she was not expecting a pair of green eyes behind frames staring at her with a tilted head.

No.

That made her squeal awake and sit up with a racing heart as the boy jumped back with wide eyes and the covers pooled around her waist.

It took her a moment to recover. A hand still on her heart trying to slow it, "Harry, you scared me."

"I'm hungry."

She sighed sitting up more on the bed, making sure the blanket still covered her legs as she wasn't wearing pants and didn't want to flash Harry anything. He wasn't her child anyway, not that she intended to walk around naked in front of her children. "Have you told your dad?"

He shakes his head. "Too many rooms. I can't find him or Uncle Padfoot. I already scared Reggie. Although," He tilts his head more in thought watching her. "He said many bad words that Dad told me I'm not allowed to say and hid under his blankets."

"Yes. That's what he does with Luna. Do you watch people sleep, Harry?"

He blinks. "Sometimes."

"And has your dad ever told you it's not nice to watch someone when they're sleeping?"

Harry squishes his face in thought. "No. He laughs. Mainly when I do it to Uncle Pads when he's sleeping too long in his room."

Liliena nods slowly. "Why don't you go downstairs and I'll make you some breakfast."

"Can you make me french toast?"

"I'll see what we have and then we can decide. How about that?"

Harry gives her a firm nod. Before he leaves he holds up his two hands for show. "And you still need to show me how to talk with my hands. You pinky promised."

"I will, I don't break my pinky promise. I'll show you some when we eat breakfast, how about that?"

Harry nods again, this time satisfied, and leaves the room. With a sigh, Liliena falls back on her bed and checks her phone from its plug on the nightstand for the time. It was only a few minutes after six and the sun was hardly up. The door opens again, and Harry's head pops back in. "You're not going back to sleep, are you?"