Hogwarts has been socially run by the marauders for five years, Lorelei intends to change that.
Meanwhile, Voldemort rises to power.
(It's a very slow burn, buckle up)
(Also, not a happy ending)
James Potter x OC
started: June 13, 2022
finished:...
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"Five minutes and fourty two seconds." James whispered.
Letting out a huff of air, Lorelei accepted the inevitable. "Fine."
With James supporting her, they walked to the floo. "St. Mungos." Lorelei said clearly, tossing the powder into the fireplace.
By the time she'd arrived, James was already waiting at the entrance to the hospital's floo. "You shouldn't have apparated here. It's dangerous."
"I didn't apparate." James kept his face serious as he helped her to the front desk, "I ran all the way here."
"Likely story," she grit out before feeling the pain build again. Leading them over to a waiting chair, she collapsed just in time for the pain to fully set in.
Five minutes was not enough time to recover between contractions.
James said something about checking them in, although Lorelei barely heard over the pain ripping her lower body in half before leaving her.
After the minute or so of blinding pain, Lorelei glanced at the clock on the wall above the front desk, where James appeared to be arguing with the receptionist.
Four seventeen in the morning.
She wondered if Alice had already finished having her baby by now.
The thought brought her to her feet.
James had gotten a clipboard from the receptionist as she approached, "Do you have a few pieces of blank paper I can use?" She asked.
The woman smiled and handed her a couple of sheets of paper.
"Thank you." Grabbing an ink pen, she sat back down as James joined her.
"What are you doing? We have to fill out this form."
"I'm writing to everyone. They should know he's coming."
"Make sure you tell Dumbledore, as well."
Rolling her eyes, Lorelei didn't argue as she wrote a short letter, about a sentence each, to Alice, Lily, Remus, Sirius, Peter, and Dumbledore.
"Harry is knocking on the door; I suppose Alice's news made him jealous."
"How much do you weigh?" James asked as she finished the final letter.
"What?" The pain started building again.
"The form is asking,"
Closing her eyes, she grit out, "Skip that one,"
"Okay." He replied softly, grabbing her hand and rubbing his thumb across the back of her hand as they waited for the contraction to pass.
Letting out a slow breath of air as it ended, she opened her eyes. "What's the next question?"
