[✓ ] love, me. ❥ james potter

28 of november, 1979

dear my beautiful wife,

i'm going to miss you.
a lot.
and, yes, i know it's only three days,
but i don't know if i can go that long without you.
without seeing you...
hearing your voice...
hugging you...
kissing you...
touching you...
i love you rose potter.
huh.
that never gets old...

love, your ruggedly handsome husband.

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it was currently eight o'clock in the morning and rose potter was sitting at the kitchen table eating breakfast and reading the note james had wrote her before he had left that same morning for a mission with the order of the phoenix; a secret organisation founded by albus dumbledore which resisted lord voldemort and his band of death eaters.

as the strawberry haired girl bit into a corner of her toast, an overwhelming wave of nausea washed over her. she hastily dropped her toast and hurried down the hall to the bathroom.

she immediately dropped to her knees in front of the toilet and began to heave. once the bike had stopped rising up her throat, rose shakily wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and drew her wand from her back pocket with the other.

with smooth, swift movements (despite the shakiness of her hands) a glittering, silvery blue and graceful doe shot from the top of her wand and pranced around before her, awaiting instructions.

"find lillian evans and deliver this message: 'come to my house, it's an emergency.' can you do that?" rose instructed the patronus.

with a slight nod and a delicate bow, the doe streaked around the corner and out of sight on its hunt to find rose's twin sister; lily.

rose pulled herself up from the floor and over to the sink where she brushed her teeth to rid her mouth of the awful taste left behind. she then stumbled to the living room where she laid down on the couch and awaited the arrival of lily.

15 minutes later, a loud 'crack!' resounded throughout the potter's living room. frantic shouts soon followed after, "rose? rose! where are you? are you- good god, rose! what in the bloody hell is wrong? i was freaking out!" lily managed to splutter out, obviously on the brim of hysterics.

"i'm sorry, lillian... i got sick and james is on an order mission and i didn't know who else to call." rose responded sincerely, not meaning to upset lily.

"oh no! you're not feeling well?" the red head asked her sister with concern, her question being answered with a nod of rose's head, confirming that she did, in fact, feel like garbage. "well, we should probably take you to a doctor." lily said with a frown, walking over to help rose off of the couch. rose grabbed lily's arm and the two quickly disaparated to the hospital.

upon arriving at the sterile building, lily walked up to the check-in desk to sign rose in.

"here, you've gotta fill this out." lily handed rose a clip board with a form on it. rose took the clipboard from lily and began reading the questions the form asked. rose began to fill out the form top to bottom.

'full name: rose elizabeth potter
'birth date: 30/01/1960
'height: 162 cm'
'weight: 57 kilograms'
'sex: female'

were the first few basic background information questions. rose continued reading down the page, checking the small 'yes' and 'no' boxes on each one. it wasn't until she was halfway through the second set of questions that she completely stopped. the pen hovering over the answer box marked 'yes'.

'are you sexually active?'

"uh, rosie? are you alright?" lily asked concerned, a hand on her sister's shoulder.

"i'm late." she responded shortly.

"you're what?" the red head asked confusedly.

"lillian," rose started as she turned to lily, "i think i'm pregnant."