lilies *James Potter*

Chapter 67

"I think he knows his footprints on the sidewalk lead to where I can't stop. Go there every night, I think he knows his hands around a cold glass makes me wanna know that body like it's mine, like it's mine."

Liliena sat on a very large private jet, spacious enough to hold 19 people whom she and James would call family, Regulus sat beside her with his guitar in hand strumming to the song she was softly singing on their long flight to America as they both helped Pandora with her newest song. James was happily sitting across from her wedged in the middle with Pandora on his left and Harry on his knees staring out the window given it was his first plane ride unlike Draco and Luna, matching Teddy's attempted hiding glee. No matter with James now personally knowing Pandora, he will probably be her number one fan.

The babies were all in car seats strapped up to the plane seats side by side of each other napping, each sucking on a pacifier to help with their ears for the plane. Liliena was just glad that she and James managed to get Echo to at least start to use a pacifier or else they knew he'd give them a hard trip and make it feel like an eternity for everyone with the crying.

Hope and Lyall taking a row sat across the three of them to monitor them. The two were invited, not to sing with the group but to simply help out with the youngsters and take an expensive trip with most costs covered, also taking a hotel room in one of Disney's fancy hotels rather than staying in a large rental house with everyone and the children. They were there for the bonding and a retirement vacation, not for babysitting which Liliena took by heart knowing they deserved it entirely. As the babies were asleep, Lyall also was asleep with a neck pillow around his neck and head against the window as Hope had a book propped up in her lap supported with a small pillow so she wasn't straining her neck too much as she read with bulky headphones on her ears possibly listening to a matching audiobook that went with her book.

Now they were a few days shy of being three months old. They have hit many milestones but not all, which was normal for premature babies. So now Liliena and James have a notebook for each baby to note what they're meeting and not meeting for their doctor to review.

He stared at her with a boyish glee plastered on his face as if singing was the the key to making him fall in love with anyone. Liliena smirks to herself as she looks down at the notebook with Pandora's writing on the page. She uses the blank page next to it to make her own edits, Regulus stops his strumming to glance over her shoulder.

"What are you changing?"

"I think, if we edited this but keep the melody the same it'll sound more smooth. But as always," Liliena gives a smile to Pandora. "If you don't like it, change it back. It's your song, just my recommendations."

"Your recommendations are always good, Ana."

"Okay, here's what I wrote," Liliena hums and Regulus starts up again on his guitar picking up where they've left off. Liliena was sure to keep her face down as she grew warm from James's staring.

"He got that boyish look that I like in a man. I am an architect, I'm drawing up the plans. It's like I'm seventeen, nobody understands. No one understands."

Liliena gets back on track to Pandora's writing. She glances over to Pandora who is smiling and then glances over to James who was biting down on his bottom lip watching her with interest.

"He got my heartbeat skipping down 16th avenue. Got that, oh. I mean, wanna see what's under that attitude. Like, I want you, bless my soul. And I ain't gotta tell him. I think he knows. I think he knows. I think he knows. When we get all alone I make myself at home. And he'll want me to stay, I think he knows. He better lock it down or I won't stick around. 'Cause good ones never wait. He got that boyish look that I like in a man. I'm an architect, I'm drawing up the plans. He's so obsessed with me, and boy I understand. Boy, I understand. He got my heartbeat skipping down 16th Avenue. Got that, oh. I mean, wanna see what's under that attitude. Like, I want you, bless my soul. And I ain't gotta tell him. I think he knows, I think he knows. I want you, bless my; I want you, bless my; I want you, bless my; I want you, bless my soul."