Pretty Little Bumble Bea /James Potter/ ❁book 1❁

❁Chapter 42❁

Chapter 42

"Hey, mum where do you want these?" asked Bea as she entered the kitchen, she smiled at her mother who was chopping up vegetables and sat the carrots she had just harvested from the garden on the counter.

It was always odd coming home and tending to the garden that was a lot more involved with muggle plants and gardening more so than herbology but being able to be out with the plants and the many flowers that lined their home was always so lovely. Their garden was always brightly coloured and unknown to Bea, it was always Lyall that tended to the plants when she was at school.

She always assumed it was her mother but every day before work, Lyall would get out of bed and water every plant and tend to weeds and overgrown vines for the girl, because although he was shielding his pain by ignoring her, he still couldn't help but love his daughter.

He just had a terribly odd way of showing it.

She patted her mother's shoulder, leaning over to look into the pot she was stirring without her magic, her mother being a muggle couldn't use magic in any way and almost always made sure that neither of her children used magic growing up, though their dad did, and in some ways, they were dependant on skill, and on magic in different ways.

Of course, neither of them were old enough to use magic out of school and Bea just knew that for the year Remus could use magic and she couldn't, she would be incredibly jealous but that was a long way away.

"Do you know where Remus is, he's not in his room?" asked Bea, a frown on her lips and soon running a hand through her hair. She was always used to being with Remus most times in the few days they had returned from school, but it seemed he had gone missing before Bea tended to the garden and she couldn't seem to find him.

"I think he went for a stroll because you were in the garden, hun," Hope smiled softly, her eyes lifting from her cooking to stare at her daughter, "Oh Merlin sometimes I forget just how much you have grown."

Bea smiled, slinging one arm around her mother, "you know I will always be your little girl, mum."

"Very true," Hope nodded, eyeing the bracelet on her daughter's wrist "I see you got your present, but who are all these charms from."

"Friends," she shrugged, "and...boyfriend."

"Boyfriend?!" Hope exclaimed, stopping what she was doing and seeing Bea's cheeks suddenly heat red, "now who must this boy be and why haven't I heard of this before?!"

"Because I wanted to tell you in person and not over another letter, and you already know him," Bea mumbled shyly, though it wasn't hard to tell that the smile was evident when James popped into her head, "It's Remus' friend...you know, James?"

"James?!" Hope beamed, "Oh he was a lovely boy, he came to visit last year!" she gushed. Bea remembered James' visit last summer with the other boys because he acted completely different around her parents and the thought was able to make her laugh and her heart swell now that the memory was in her mind.

He was very respectful to her parents and she knew that now with his knowledge of her father, he wouldn't even think to be with him, but her mother wouldn't stop gushing about him or any of the other boys after they had left.

She can even remember her mother telling her what a "lovely looking boy he was," and even winking at her, so she knew that telling her that she was with James really wouldn't be a pain.

She just wondered how long it would take her to bring up hints about a wedding.

"You know I very much approve of James - oh he is such a lovely boy," she sighed, "but you are still my little baby alright? so I don't want any smaller babies running around this house!"